"I don't think so. A creepy voice suddenly sounded behind Wenko, he instantly fell into an ice cellar, he didn't even realize that there was a person behind him, the cold blade grazed his cheek and pressed his throat, he didn't dare to move his gaze, and saw a boy with an indifferent expression standing next to him, the deadly long knife was in his hand.

What the hell is going on?

Winco felt like he was going crazy, the other party seemed to be on guard, and where was this guy who suddenly appeared.

The unbelievable facts made Vinco's head a mess, but he knew one thing well.

The mission failed.

"Isn't it a surprise?" Rand grinned as he set the flintlock pistol aside as he looked at the stunned killer, "Surprised that my counterattack came so quickly, or was it because I shouldn't have been aware of your presence?"

"It's impossible to ......," Wen Ke said through gritted teeth, holding back the pain.

It seems that after all villain plots fail, there will be such a dialogue......

"I should tell you, I'm so angry right now, I'm going to be disturbed even when I'm sleeping," Rand jumped out of bed, Winco was taller, and Rand had to look up a little bit to communicate with him, which made him very upset, "So now, get down on your knees and talk to me!"

The defeated have no dignity, not to mention that they are just a killer who wanders in the dark zone, and those honors and dignity have long been abandoned.

Life is the most important thing.

Thinking of this, Wenke didn't have any psychological discomfort, raised his hands and threw away the weapon in his hand, the pressure of the blade on his neck increased, he said that he had no intention of resisting, obediently put his hands behind his back, and slowly knelt on the ground.

Damn, the guards were so weird that they didn't even notice when he was lurking behind them, and what terrified Vinco the most was the fire-breathing weapon that Rand used.

He didn't have time to dodge, the burning pain had already spread throughout his body, Wenko looked down at the wound on his shoulder, a thin layer of armor had been penetrated, and the round wound the thickness of his fingers kept spilling blood, Wenko could feel the heat when the weapon hit his body, and he could even smell the smell of his clothes being burned.

He'd never seen such a weapon before.

As a killer, he was well versed in the study of weapons, but after a careful search of more than thirty years of his life, he confirmed that he had never seen anything like it.

It must be some kind of state-of-the-art weapon.

It is possible to let an ordinary person defeat a trained killer.

It can actually make up for more than ten years of hard workout!

Winko suddenly felt a pang of despair, with this weapon, anyone can be a good fighter......

At this time, Rand didn't care about what Winco was thinking, what he wanted to know was who wanted to kill him, and which side Winko was hired for.

If you die, who will benefit?

It was the southern families who were blocked in the shallow waters, or some fanatical haters, such as the nobles of the former Kongdu Lord, who were robbed by the rand, although they were baptized by Rand and Ron, there were still some nobles who survived strongly.

Rand wouldn't be surprised if they had thoughts of revenge.

......

Bran looked out the window, the torches were driven in the passage in the castle, and the shadowy figures flickered, I don't know how many soldiers had already blocked Norrington Castle, he put down the blinds with an expressionless face, and the people in the Inspectorate had completely ignored Linna's warnings and forced their way into the castle, it seemed that tonight was imperative for him.

Yarrow had already left, he had nothing to rely on, and in the face of hundreds of gendarmes, resistance was only a dying struggle.

But his eyes remained sharp, and if the outcome couldn't be changed, then I'd rather go and greet it myself than hide in a corner and wait for it to come.

The footsteps outside the door were already audible, and the cursing roars of the gendarmes came through the thick walls, and Bran straightened the folds of his cuffs and walked out of the castle.

When Bran appeared in everyone's sight, all the gendarmes were stunned, they thought that they would go through a vicious battle to capture each other, but they didn't expect Bran to come out on his own.

The officer was surprised to see Bran standing alone at the castle gate by the firelight, but he soon confirmed Bran's identity.

The conspicuous blonde hair and unique arrogant temperament are impossible for anyone to imitate.

"It's Bran!" the priest tensed, took a step forward, and approached the officer urging, "Kill him, and our mission will be complete." ”

The officer glanced at him coldly, ignored it, and waved at the soldiers under his command and said, "Drag him down." ”

The priest had a look of astonishment on his face, and it wasn't until the two gendarmes grabbed his arms that he reacted: "What are you doing?

"Can you make him quiet?" said the officer coldly, looking at the priest with the eyes like a fly hovering over a plate.

The gendarme understood, and immediately two heavy punches hit the priest in the abdomen, and the sudden heavy blow made the priest's face instantly turn the color of pig liver, and those unspoken words were swallowed back into his stomach with a painful breath.

"You want to destroy ...... Promise?" The priest's eyes lit up with anger, he looked at the officer with an indifferent face, gritted his teeth and said, "You will pay the price for your rebellion!"

"Destroy, no, no, no, Master Paris just wants to renegotiate the conditions. The officer shook his head, "Don't think about resisting, there are more than two thousand gendarmes in Tallinn City, and the commander of the legion is stationed, and the big guy you rely on, no matter how strong he is, he can't deal with hundreds of gendarmes, so I advise you to calm down and suffer less." ”

"What conditions?" asked the priest with a sneer.

"Mistress Paris will talk to you about this personally, and my job is to bring this guy back to the Inspectorate safely. The officer pointed to Bran, who was standing at the gate of the castle, and immediately several gendarmes surrounded him.

"Want to use him as a bargaining chip to ask for favors from the Holy See?" the priest wiped the corners of his mouth, sneered, and said, "I really underestimate Paris, his greed will destroy him!"

Bran frowned and looked at the crowd, the gendarmes surrounded him in the middle with weapons in hand, but they cowered and did not dare to move forward, only dared to tentatively stretch forward a little with their spears, but only the slightest change in Bran's face, such as a twitch of the wings of his nose, they would immediately withdraw their weapons to make a defensive state.

They must have been afraid of Yarrow who didn't show up.

The killing caused by Yarrow in the pursuit battle had obviously had a great psychological shock to the latecomers, causing these soldiers to dare not easily come forward to arrest them even if they saw them, for fear that the demon hiding in the shadows would suddenly appear and end their lives.

Bran suddenly felt a little funny, he was already ready, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't seem to be ready.

He took a step forward.

The gendarmes let out a cry of horror and took a step back in unison.

The officer frowned.

"That's the strength of your Ombudsman? Bran's flirtatious voice sounded, and he stood in the firelight and looked at the officers at the back of the crowd: "Don't even an unarmed ordinary person dare to arrest him?"

Such humiliation should have been a shame, but the gendarmes swallowed their saliva, and still no one dared to attack forward and be the first to charge.

It may seem bloody, but it can come at a terrible price.

They had seen with their own eyes how miserable those who died on the road to hunt down Bran.

The mangled body was reduced to a pile of scraps, an evil deed that must have been accomplished by the demons of hell.

The soldiers cowered and stepped back, and Bran advanced step by step.

The officer drew the sword of one of the soldiers next to him, pushed away the guy in front of him, and walked straight for Bran.

If Bran is allowed to go on like this, the face of the Inspectorate will be lost!

"Your Excellency, you can't...... It's too dangerous!" one soldier shouted.

The officer ignored it completely, but quickened his pace, and as he stepped down, his eyes gradually became sharper.

He raised the sword in his hand and pressed it against the throat of the advancing Bran, "It's time to stop. ”

"Finally came out with a decent one. Bran smiled, "I thought you inspectors were all shit." ”

"Meaningless," said the officer indifferently, "the recklessness of your tongue will only make me think that you are at the end of your rope, what about your guard?"

"Do you think I'm going to tell you?" said Bran lightly, as if he didn't see the sword pointed at him, "he's lurking in Tallinn, and maybe he'll appear at your bedside and tear your throat when you sleep at night." ”

"It looks like you don't have a backhand. The muscles at the corners of the officer's mouth twitched, and he smiled silently: "I will wait for you in the black prison of the Supervision Department, I want to see if you can still be as calm as you are now." ”

"Kill me, and many of you will bury me. Bran didn't speak threateningly, his words faintly seemed to describe a fact, and he pointed to the faces of the many soldiers around him: "You will die, you will die, and in the end the city will become a dead city, with only crows and vultures hovering above." ”

"Personally, I don't really want to see that scene, so I want you to think carefully about my opinion and send me back to the Imperial City safely or something......" Bran's tone changed and became very relaxed.

There was silence.

"Well, I knew it wasn't realistic. Bran shrugged helplessly, "But what I said before, it is not threatening, you should be able to hear it, if you insist on starting a war, you had better be prepared, the Capet family has always waged a war of extermination, especially when his son dies, presumably my father will not accept any surrender or compromise." ”

"I'm thinking about the whole of Tallinn, please believe in my sincerity. ”

The officer gave Bran a strange look: "You're really good at talking, are you done?"

"A few more words...... If you're interested, we can talk a little longer. Bran didn't look nervous at all.

"But I don't have time," interrupted Bran, "take Mr. Bran back, Master Paris is waiting for him." ”