The woman looked surprised, then shook her head slightly.

Staring into her eyes, Oreo said word for word.

"My lord, this is part of the agreement."

As if she had never seen anyone so rampant, the woman tilted her head and smiled playfully.

"I won't kill you, for the sake of this group of poor women, you are not qualified to negotiate terms with me."

"No, no, no,"

Oreo shook his head and said, "It's to ensure the safety of these poor women, so you have to take us out." Otherwise, if we fall into the hands of the City Patrol, I can't guarantee that all the prostitutes will be able to resist the interrogation...... You know that. ”

The woman raised an eyebrow.

"You're threatening me?"

"How so?"

Oreo glanced in the direction of the gate, "I just want to get out of the way, and besides, these women brought you, and you should take them with you, not just use them as tools...... If you do, what's the difference between you and the nobles of the earth? ”

Without hesitation, the woman nodded quickly.

"Okay."

Approving this, Oreo turned and quickly commanded the prostitutes.

"Okay, everyone follow me, don't cause trouble to others."

"Lord Oreo!"

A prostitute screamed.

Oreo faintly heard footsteps behind him, and he quickly turned around, but there was no sign of the woman.

The prostitute then shouted.

"On it!"

Oreo looked up and saw a figure leap into the air, the hem of her skirt unfurled like a giant umbrella.

On top of the umbrella, the woman stabbed Oreo in the head with a dagger in her hand.

Behind her, the well-trained soldiers followed the charge, and they were like a wave of colors, ready to swallow the prostitutes in the blink of an eye.

The woman in the lead squinted at Oreo, her hands hidden in the hem of her skirt at all times, this is a very advanced offensive skill, and it is sure to kill against such an unsuspecting enemy.

"Huh!"

She let out a low cry and pretended to stretch out her left hand, and with the help of her left hand, her right hand stabbed down like lightning, and this knife would definitely cut off Oreo's head.

Oreo stared straight at her, his tone flat.

"My lord, I know that you are a Venada, so I negotiated terms with you."

With that, he stretched out his right hand, grabbed the woman's wrist straightforwardly, and then twisted it violently.

He thought the woman would let go in pain, but she reacted quickly, kicking out her legs hidden under her skirt one after another, but was blocked by Oreo.

The two pulled apart, and the woman couldn't balance well, rolled on the ground for half a circle, and then quickly got up.

She stopped her men and asked in a low voice.

"What did you just say your name was?"

Of course, he knew what the other person was asking, and Oreo replied politely.

"My surname is Pravor, my lord."

The man frowned.

"You're a Venada?"

Oreo asked rhetorically.

"What if it is?"

The woman hesitated for a moment, then switched to the Eastern Ikra language.

"Then I'll let you go."

"That's great, it's not easy to see a fellow countryman."

Oreo followed suit, patting the dust off his sleeve as he beckoned to the prostitutes behind him, "Without further ado, let's go." ”

The woman nodded, and the sharpness in her eyes faded.

But before the prostitutes could move, the woman jerked around and threw two daggers at the back of Oreo's heart.

"Oku......"

The prostitute hurriedly reminded her, but Oreo turned around first.

He is as fragile as a normal human when confronted by certain inhuman creatures, but he is far from as weak as he seems.

Knocking the weapon away with his cane, Oreo shouted.

"My lord, there is one last chance, will you take us away!"

Having said that, he didn't wait for the woman to answer, but raised his cane and fired a shot at the ceiling.

"Bang!"

A dull gunshot rang out in the hall, and this shot made everyone panic, knowing that it was Pamela's own soldiers standing outside!

The woman in the lead changed her face and waved back.

"Let's go!"

Her men did not hesitate, and all of them ran to the corner of the hall, and one by one they burrowed into the narrow door behind the relief, which did not know when it appeared.

Oreo was quick to react, picking up a stone ornament on one side and throwing it at the floor-to-ceiling window, shattering the glass to pieces.

"Get out of the window!"

Oreo directs the prostitutes to leave from there, while he himself reloads the pellets and follows the group of assassins.

If they weren't kept here, the prostitutes would never survive.

"You are Venadas, you are assassinating high-ranking Imperial generals, and for a citizen of the Okasim Empire, I will never allow such evil to happen in this land."

Oreo muttered to himself, then aimed at a woman's right leg and slammed the trigger.

He remembered the woman, and what he had taken out of the glass was placed on her.

Shots rang out, but the projectile grazed the woman's leg because it was too far away.

She staggered and ran towards the narrow door.

But Oreo had already reloaded the second shot, and with the first shot in reference, the shot went straight into the woman's thigh, and she fell to her knees in agony, reaching for something in her arms.

Opening his cane, Oreo quickly reloaded the third projectile and ran briskly.

The women were almost clad in clothes, so they certainly couldn't carry the big guy into the hall, and their canes were the only hot weapons.

Faced with such a situation, the best thing to do is to rush forward and subdue the gunman with the least sacrifice, but now that everyone is in a hurry to flee for their lives, Oreo is simply emboldened.

With a casual glance, he knocked down another woman, muttering to himself.

"I really don't know what you're thinking about robbing a retired commander, as a Venada spy, you look like a real failure."

Putting down his cane, he paid attention to the direction of the gate from time to time, the movement in the hall was loud enough, but why hadn't the guards outside come in yet?

But sooner or later, those people will have to come in, and it is better to do what they are doing first.

Reloading the projectile again, Oreo stepped forward slowly, avoiding the women who had fallen to the ground, and swaggered into the tunnel.