"There's a dragon in the palace?"

Oreo frowned, "Then Badr must have changed, and what happened later?" ”

Chenino replied.

"It's dead, but the dragon is still burning, and the fire hasn't been extinguished when I'm gone."

"Is that so?"

Oreo said wistfully, "The deeper the emotion, the stronger the flames on the dragon's body, and I estimate that Badr will have to burn for two days...... By the way, according to what you say, it is actually Badr who wants to implement the Turin law, and Rakmond and the ministers are the ones who stop it? ”

Chenino nodded slowly, with a look of intent to speak.

"That's how it should be."

Pulling his pipe from his pocket, Oreo muttered, "The Bedford family is dying." ”

From Oreo's expression, Chenino sensed a hint of melancholy, and he seemed to be sentimentalized by this emotion.

"yes, it's only been a month."

Shaking his head, Oreo got up from the steps and patted the dust off his ass.

"No matter what, I owe an explanation to the people of the back three streets, so the rebellion has to continue."

Chenino then stood up, still with the same expression of wanting to speak.

Glancing at him, Oreo said in a deep voice.

"Commander Chenino, your wife and children are still waiting for you to eat at home, you should go back."

"They ......"

Chenino was stunned, "When?" ”

Oreo took a deep breath with his pipe in his mouth.

"Yesterday was too hasty, I didn't have time to kidnap them, and as for your sons and daughters, I listened to the guard at the gate of the barracks."

Chenino didn't know what to say, and after a while, he squeezed out a smile and said.

"But I've got to work with you, don't I, and you look like a good guy."

"I can't talk about good people, but I'm at least a rule-talker."

Seeing Chenino go away, Oreo put his hands behind his back and walked slowly towards the outside of the factory.

Angelyl quickly came over, and she said with a frown.

"Mr. Oreo, it's almost dark, why hasn't anyone come to trouble us yet?"

Looking at the sky, thin clouds were piling up at the end of the line of sight, and the sunset was about to sink under the clouds.

He shook his head and said.

"Rackmond is definitely still dealing with the chaos in the palace, but Turin has been on a halt all day, and I'm sure he'll notice us soon."

Outside the factory, Tamia was hanging around with a team of sheriffs.

When the workers don't go to work, the factory owner will naturally bring someone to deal with it.

In normal times, although I am very unhappy, the factory director will also increase the salary.

But before he could talk about it today, he was beaten up by angry workers, and I don't know how many such things happened in Turin.

When alerted, the City Patrol will naturally come to deal with this kind of dispute, and Tamia is one of them.

Seeing Oreo, she called her two men away, and then walked over unhappily.

"Hey, how long am I going to work overtime?"

Oreo quipped.

"Your overtime is at stake in the Empire's demise, Sheriff Tamia don't let up."

Tamia pursed her lips.

"Don't patronize Reka, what's in it for me? After all, you are the one who wants to be the emperor. ”

Waving his hand, Oreo said tiredly.

"It's going to be good...... Speaking of which, how was your date with Reka last night? ”

Tamia gave him a blank look, and the look was very resentful.

"I'm happy, how about it, are you satisfied?"

Angelelle quickly hugged Oreo's right hand and said quickly.

"Satisfied! Mr. Oreo and I were very satisfied! ”

"Heh, Mr. Oreo."

Tamia glanced at the two of them with disgust, she was about to say something, but in the blink of an eye, she saw the dust raised at the end of the path, it must be someone from the Thunder Lion Army.

She coughed twice, beckoned a few of her men to line up at the door of the factory, and then pretended to frown.

That group of soldiers soon came, about twenty or thirty men.

The centurion at the head stopped beside Tamia and turned to ask.

"What's going on inside?"

Tamia said anxiously.

"You finally came, and the workers inside wounded the factory director, and I blocked them inside, but there were so many of them, and some of them fired guns, so I didn't dare to act rashly."

"Sure enough, the workers of Turin are on strike today."

The centurion beckoned, and the soldiers lined up in a long line and walked briskly to the wall with their rifles in hand.

Before pushing open the door of the factory, the centurion explained again.

"Let them squat on the ground with their heads in their hands, and kill those who resist directly. These damn post-third street people really think that with two guns, they can turn the sky upside down. ”

Retracting his gaze, Oreo whispered.

"Angelyl, it's finally begun, let's go."

Angelyl answered, and slipped into Tamia's carriage.

The carriage was passing through the path of the factory room, and from time to time the sound of messy gunfire broke into the ears of the two people, who were fighting with the Thunder Lion Army in the back three streets.

Workers' strikes were used to attract the attention of the City Patrol Bureau, and then armed riots were used to attract the attention of Rackmond.

Judging by past experience, he would have suppressed the workers' revolt by force, and by that time the palace would be doomed to be empty, and that would be when he would use the griffon army.

But before that......

When we reached Eighth Street, the carriage sped up.

Because of the shutdown of the factory, people's stomachs were the first to feel the pain of not being able to live in the back three streets.

The grocery store was looted in the morning, and by noon, the restaurants were running out of raw materials, leaving the owners with their own rations and closing the restaurants.

The hungry Turinese walked out of the house, and although the civilians did not know what was happening, the rare appearance of a hundred years still left a trace of unease in everyone's hearts.

Driving into Sixth Street, there are all the nobles here, and they don't panic about a meal or two, and everyone talks more about the big events that happened last night.

The sun is gradually setting on the ground, Oreo stares coldly at these brightly lit mansions, the nobles as the most important part of their plans, hoping that these noble lords will not let themselves down.

Rushing into the City Patrol, Oreolema slowed down, and the carriage quickly stopped.

Today, Turin is in chaos, and all the sergeants and officers of the City Patrol have been sent out, and it is naturally empty.

The most dangerous place is the safest place, so Oreo made this the headquarters of this rebellion.

Rackmond was already moving, and he had to add another fire down there, so that the whole of Turin could boil.

Walk into a crowded conference room, and the temperature inside is surprisingly high.

Angelyl hugged Oreo's freshly taken coat and quietly followed him.

Seeing Oreo, the conference room suddenly fell silent.

It should have been a little nervous, but strange to say, Oreo didn't even have a trace of turmoil in his heart.