Through this incident, Obotov was completely disappointed in these people, and originally thought that inviting them to drink at night would be regarded as a hard reward, which could be saved.

"You bastards! No wonder you can only be a small soldier, incompetent!"

The city guards, who were in the process of checking the property of Barbo's family, had obviously suffered an unwarranted disaster, and when they heard such words, they could not help but feel chills, what was going on.

"Sir. ”

After a while, a city guard came up to Obotov, and to be honest, he really didn't want to face the angry lion.

"What's the matter!"

"Sir, what are those people going to do?" the city guard pointed to the servant who had been brought under control.

"You still come to ask me about this kind of thing, what else can I do, dismiss them, do you want to take them home, get out!"

"Yes, yes, sir. ”

Annoyed, Obotov found something to amuse, he took out a bottle of rum from Barbo's wine cabinet, and was about to drink it when the soldier came to him again.

"What are you going to do?"

The city guard instantly felt his legs tremble violently, and he cried with a sad face, and said nervously: "Report to the chief, a group of subordinate officials have come outside, and they said they want to see you. ”

"Got it, there's the annoying guy again. ”

Obotov's face was annoyed, and his tiger eyes looked around, so frightened that the busy city guards trembled all over, and they did not dare to come out, for fear that something would go wrong.

Grunt, grunt, grunt.

Obotov opened the bottle and drank it with pleasure.

The subordinate officials in the ruling hall give people the impression that they are verbose, chattering endlessly, they have no strength, no rights, but they like to point fingers.

At this moment, the subordinate officers were waiting anxiously outside, and such a big thing had happened, and they had to come.

In the face of this group of arrogant city guards, the subordinate officials will only feel a headache, rather than facing these people, they prefer to reason with merchants and civilians and explain the rules.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but the subordinate officer Obotov at the head is no stranger, it is the guy who showed him the way in the castle yesterday.

Obotov's face turned red after drinking, and he didn't know how many bottles of wine he had drunk, and the strong smell of wine kept emanating, which invisibly added to his majesty.

As soon as those subordinate officers saw that they were officers who looked like this, many of them immediately retreated.

"Gollum, uh!"

"Ah, what are you doing here?" Obotov staggered to the officers with a staggering burp.

The subordinate officer at the head of the group, with a look of disgust on his face, straightened his thoughts a little, and then said solemnly: "We meet again, Captain Obotov. ”

"Haha, I thought it was who, it turned out to be you, is there something here today?"

Hearing Obotov's words, the other subordinate officials pouted with strange expressions, but in the end they didn't choose to speak, they didn't want to annoy the drunk.

The people around gradually dispersed, and with the intervention of the subordinate officials, there would be no cheap money to be made here, and it would be a waste of time to stay any longer.

"The captain still remembers me, then I won't beat around the bush, what happened here, why are you here?" In fact, the subordinate officer knew very well in his heart, but he was ready to do a routine.

"Do you want to understand the situation, then let me tell you, it is so, this guy Babo has offended the friend of the city lord, and I have already executed him yesterday. ”

"I got the news this morning that the guy's relatives were very dissatisfied and dared to curse the friends of the city lord, which was provoking the majesty of the city lord, so I came to execute them today. ”

Obotov said in detail that he did not think that the subordinate officers would obediently leave after listening to his words.

"I'll verify what you said, Captain, but you shouldn't, so please stop, no matter what Gbagbo does, he is always a legal civilian who pays his taxes on time, and everything about him must be reviewed by the Consulate. The subordinate tried to express his meaning as tactfully as possible, and he hoped that Obotov would listen.

"Uh-oh!"

However, the response to the subordinate officer was the other party's huge wine burp, as well as the pungent smell of alcohol.

"My subordinate friend, your arguments are useless to me, because Gbagbo and his family have already gone to another world, forgive me for drinking too much today, and I may be rude in my words and actions. ”

"Captain, as an officer of the defense station, have you thought about the consequences when you get drunk in broad daylight?" The subordinate officer's heart sank, and he knew that the other party was not so easy to deal with.

"Ah, it's nothing, I'm on vacation today, if you have any opinions, you can go to the defense station and complain to my chief, if there is nothing else, you all go back, I don't think the consul hall should be so idle. Obotov waved his hand impatiently.

"Captain, this matter is over, we promise that we will not pursue the matter that you have disposed of the Barbo family, so leave the rest of the work to us, I have to give an explanation to the city lord." ”

The subordinate officer knew very well that as a civilian official, if he stubbornly competed with the officer, he would definitely suffer in the end, and he began to try to make concessions.

Bang!

Obotov's footsteps were a little unsteady, and he suddenly drew his greatsword and swung it casually.

The people around were all shocked, because they found that the other party had deliberately stabbed his subordinate friend with a big sword.

How can there be such a friend in the world, it is simply a joke with life.

Whew, snort, the sound of dancing swords breaking through the air was heard frequently.

"Uh-oh! It looks like I've really drunk too much, friend, you better go back, I'm afraid I'll hurt you if I'm not careful." Obotov, who was shaking, steadied himself, and his great sword rested on the officer's shoulder.

"Captain, I will tell the city lord the truth about this matter. The officer's face barely remained calm, but his back was already soaked with sweat, and the rest of his companions were sweating for him.

After these subordinates left, Obotov stood up straight, he withdrew his big sword, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, it seemed that he was really not drunk.

The story of the Gbagbo family will fade from people's memories as time passes, and perhaps the story will disappear even faster, because what Obotov is doing now has the perfect effect of erasing the traces.

Plundering other people's property does speed up the accumulation of wealth, which is not difficult to explain why lords like to wage war.

At the time of Obotov's fanfare, the West End seemed calm, and I really hope it can stay like this all day, without sadness, and everyone will be alive.

"Woo, woo. ”

In a damp, gloomy alley, a girl in tattered clothes was crouching by a pipe, crying, a fresh wound about a foot long visible on her back.

Betty was originally a cute little girl with purple hair, a pair of charming little tiger teeth, and a whole family.

But these are in the past, her parents and relatives died in the disaster, and she cried not because of a wound on her back, nor because of hunger.

The real reason is that her only brother is dying, and Betty, who is helpless, begged all the way over, just wanting a kind person to save her brother.

She had no way of knowing that compassion was very cheap now, and she felt hopeless again and again, and Betty was tired, and the last time she asked for help, she was injured in the back.