The news of Dorin's arrest spread quickly, and at that time Plando did not stop ordinary citizens from watching, nor did he put a black mask on Doolin. People who don't care definitely don't know who this person is arrested, but those who care about the situation in Turner City recognize Durin's identity at a glance.

The arrest of Durin, one of the three giants of moonshine and a sudden rise, had an impact that was not as simple as simply arresting a few people into the regional police station. Ernst immediately rushed to the mayor's estate, accompanied by his young sister. It was not until late at night that he left the manor with a relaxed and tired countenance. Karul was the first to contact the boss who worked in the state courthouse, and he didn't care at all about how much he would spend for this guarantee that he didn't actually need.

Representatives of the workers' union tried to briefly communicate with Doolin and asked if he needed help from the union, but was stopped by Plando on the grounds that Dührin was involved in some serious crimes and was not fit to speak with a lawyer before the end of the preliminary trial. At the same time, the retail prices of snow elves and first love in Turnaire City have risen by 20 percent, and there are signs of continuing to rise.

Some small gangs have publicly released their words, hoping to undertake the sales of the two kinds of wine after Durin "leaves", and they are willing to pay a more preferential cooperation method than Durin, and everyone will get rich together!

In this untold undercurrent, there is also a group of Tenaire people, gathered together.

"We should do something!", a handsome teenager looked at the five companions around him in the moonlight, his eyes reflected in the moonlight, making him look more handsome, "Whether it's for Durin, or for me and your brother, we must do something!

A malnourished, skinny guy on the left timidly asked, "What if I fail?"

The handsome young man who spoke before sneered, "It's nothing more than death, my brother often tells us that people living in this world must always do something meaningful, meaningful to themselves and others!", this young man said loudly, his name is Savi, and his brother is the only two group leaders around Durin. Dover and Dolin were arrested together, originally meaning that Dover was outside to maintain the current work of the Townspeople's Association, but Dover insisted that he must follow Dülin into the police station.

Doolin's repeated persuasion did not have any effect, so he could only let Ellis preside over the work outside, and let Dover protect him.

Knowing that his idol Durin and his brother had been arrested, Savi gathered the group as soon as he knew that they had been arrested, and they always called themselves "vanguards", and often did things that were not just children's playfulness in the eyes of many adults, and they were also a well-known group of teenagers in the streets of the slums.

Savi's idea was simple, that was to rescue Durin and Dover, and as for how to do it, he already had a plan that seemed plausible.

The other three teenagers looked excited, they had been looking forward to this day for a long time. Those adults always "looked down" on them, thinking that they were fools, and now they want to prove that every member of the vanguard is not a bad breed, and that the existence of the vanguard is not just a fight.

The thin child's lips moved, and he wanted to quit the event, he was a little scared. On weekdays, there will be no consequences for everyone to fight and make trouble, but robbing prisons is definitely not something they should do at their age and with their status. But he didn't know how to speak, because he knew very well that once he chose to quit at this time, he would quit forever.

Savi looked at everyone's expressions and nodded with satisfaction, and he said with a mysterious look on his face: "I have a plan!"

At this time, Du Fo who was locked up in the cage must not have known that his lawless brother actually wanted to rob the prison, and he was playing with a knife boredly.

Yes, knives, knives that shouldn't be in the cage.

There are always loopholes to drill under any regulations, and Kevin, who has been roaring in the capital, once said that the more strict the rules, the more loopholes there are, and the simpler the rules, the more difficult it is to drill the loopholes. He also gave an example of murder for this. In the current law, there are three main types of murder, the first is premeditated intentional murder, the second is unpremeditated crime of passion, and the third is excessive defense after being threatened and forced to fight back.

There is some detail under these three categories, but the murderers who have escaped hanging each year by exploiting these meticulous details of the law are too numerous to count on two hands.

If such a simple sentence as "the murderer must pay for his life" is used as the standard for trial and sentencing, then no murderer will be given the opportunity to successfully get away with the crime by exploiting loopholes, although this may make some people who don't deserve to die leave this world, but the death of a bad person is always more meaningful to the world than the life of a good person, isn't it?

Therefore, in places where "daggers and other sharp instruments" are not allowed in cages, there are all kinds of things that can take the lives of others. The predecessor of this knife was a ruler that had "disappeared" for a long time. There will be a boss in each cage, and this knife is what all cage room bosses must hold. It doesn't have to be something that is used to inflict harm, or to intimidate or threaten others, but in such an environment, it is more like a ritual thing, a kind of inheritance.

The boss who is about to leave here will pass the knife to the next boss as a symbol of the next boss's power to rule a room. At the same time, this knife also has a certain lethality, and it is also helpful for the new boss to gain everyone's recognized dominance in a short period of time.

Now, the knife fell into Dover's hand, and the knife, which was only a palm's width wide, was like a dancing spirit in Dover's hand, constantly flying between his fingers, like a shining metal butterfly!

There were now only six people in the room that had been crowded with a dozen people—Durin, Dufo, and four other backbones of the Fellow Townspeople's Association, and the people who originally lived here had been driven away by them, and even the "holy relics" that were present in each room had been kept.

I was really a little impatient, and Du Buddha put the knife in his hand, but he couldn't see where he hid the knife.

"Boss, what are we going to do now?"