"Whoever messes with the matter will handle it himself, Lao Tzu has no time to take care of this idle matter!"

Oreo said, with his arms crossed.

The manservant stood not far away, his expression still loyal and honest.

"Young Master, I think you really have to deal with this matter."

"Why should I deal with it?"

Oreo shook his fist angrily, "Tell me why?" ”

Caron whispered.

"Because Atifa is the sister of Her Highness Redia, and it is the eve of the rebellion.

It just so happens that the Prime Minister is supervising this case, and he seems to want to lure you forward, and Young Master, you can use this to attract a lot of attention to His Royal Highness Raidia. ”

After a moment of silence, Oreo said indignantly.

"He arranged it all? Does he really think that everyone is his pawn? I'll tell you Caron, even if my father lives today, I won't take half a step out of this office! ”

The manservant had a strange expression.

After a while, he said.

"Young Master, if nothing else, Miss Angelil should have been brought to the City Patrol Bureau as well."

“......”

Oreo didn't have a good face in front of the manservant, he slapped the table, and then said through gritted teeth.

"This group of bastards, they actually dare to capture Angelil, I will make them pay!"

He lengthened his voice and changed his mind.

"Caron!"

The manservant bowed his head and replied.

"What does the young master command?"

Oreo rolled his eyes and said righteously.

"I'm hungry!"

"Wait, dinner will be right away."

The manservant answered, and lifted a worn-out bag containing vegetables from under the stove.

Seeing this, Oreo raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Did he bring it?"

Caron paused and replied.

"Well, there's the best lettuce in the Venada Empire."

Staring at the thing for a long moment, Oreo sighed, then sat back in his chair and muttered.

"Rackmond had wanted to get rid of me for a long time, but he didn't know who the real person was talking to on Third Street...... There's no way I'm going to let him know who.

Maybe you're right, Celebration Day is just around the corner, and that's Reydia's only chance. ”

Cuarón echoed as he prepared the ingredients.

"Young Master, what are you going to do?"

Oreo looked up at the sky and said lazily.

"The system was deformed from the beginning, and I had to let the aristocracy know who was the real black hand who moved history forward.

As for Redia...... It's all up to him. ”

Caron said suddenly.

"Redia's people have arrived in Turin, and those people are restless."

Oreo waved his hand.

"Redia is a very sensitive person, he will know what to do."

While he was talking, Cuarón had already prepared dinner, and he had made pancakes and vegetable soup today.

It's just that because of the long-distance transportation, the vegetables are a little old.

Picking up a slice of lettuce, Oreo sighed.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten this."

While tasting the food from the easternmost part of the mainland, he stretched out his left hand and tapped lightly on the table, the voice was muffled.

After a while, the sound gradually shifted from the table to the ground, and it amplified countless times in a few breaths, as if the whole of Turin was accompaniing the percussion.

After a while, the sound came from far and near, and finally merged into a torrent in the alley in front of the office.

Through the wooden doors of the office, Oreo saw a dense crowd of figures walking in the direction of Eighth Street, the prostitutes and thugs of the Back Third Street.

Tutan was on top, and they must have been angered by Lord Rackmond's inappropriate behavior, so they spontaneously formed this procession.

......

"Sheriff Kathu!"

A police officer ran in in a panic, "We're surrounded!" ”

"Who let you in?"

Reka clenched his fists, his right hand covered in blood, and not far away was a prostitute lying in a pool of blood, seemingly dead, and the scene made the new officer shudder.

Wiping his fist with a towel, Reka spat on it.

"Be clear!"

The officer said tremblingly.

A group of prostitutes and thugs surrounded the City Patrol Bureau, they said...... They demanded that we release all the prostitutes who had been arrested. ”

"Released?"

Reka slammed the table, and with his palm, a cloud of dust splattered on the ground, and he could see that he was furious.

He angrily walked around the office twice, like a trapped beast.

"You know, that's what the Commander-in-Chief meant! They are just a group of untouchables, and this group of untouchables dares to make demands with the commander-in-chief? ”

Reka turned to look at the officer.

"Bring the gun!"

Seeing the fierce light in Reka's eyes, the officer said in fear.

"Sheriff Reka... What do you want to do? ”

Lifting the prostitute's body from a pool of blood, Reka said viciously.

"I want them to know the cost of provoking the Commander-in-Chief!"

"This ......"

The officer's mouth was wide open, and he felt vaguely uneasy as he watched Reka walk out with the body in his hand, but he had no power to stop it.

Compared with Pamela's case half a month ago, today's City Patrol Bureau is obviously more lively.

"Sheriff Reka."

"Reka?"

Reka is no longer the fledgling stunned young police officer before, because of the detection of several major cases, he is now the most prestigious sheriff of the City Patrol.

The officers saw the corpse in his hand, and in the current confrontation, Reka's tough attitude was undoubtedly a shot in the arm, and they watched Reka walk to the door of the City Patrol and throw the corpse in front of him.

Seeing this, the prostitutes let out a cry of surprise, while the thugs stared at Reka with hatred.

If it weren't for the officers at gunpoint, they would have beaten Reka to death.

Reka glanced at them fearlessly.

"You people from the back three streets, entering the sixth street without an admission order, and the City Patrol Bureau has been the greatest mercy for not following the regulations to arrest you.

And what about you, what are you trying to do when you gather at the gate of the City Patrol Bureau!

It's to provoke the commander-in-chief! Or want to provoke the laws of Turin! ”

For the "untouchables" who came to demonstrate at the City Patrol, Reka was undoubtedly provoking them.

The crowd was in a commotion, and it looked like it was on the verge of exploding, but that was exactly what Reka, and Oreo was looking forward to.

He narrowed his eyes and said in a loud voice.

"It's not too early, go back to where you should be, instead of disturbing the order of the City Patrol here.

For every minute you delay, these prostitutes will be a minute late! ”

The prostitute's body was placed right in the middle of the crowd, so Reka's words were not convincing, but they completely angered the people.

"Aren't prostitutes human!"

I don't know who suddenly shouted such a sentence, and then the crowd boiled.

The thugs began to push the guards in front of them, and the prostitutes played a trick of spoofing, and the City Patrol's defenses collapsed at the slightest touch.

"You untouchables!"

Reka's eyes widened in rage, and he drew his pistol from the waist of the officer next to him, and fired a shot at the ground.

The shrill gunfire pierced through the sky, but it didn't stop the poor people from advancing, and they soon broke through the first line of defense, and the officers were pushed to the ground and then trampled by one after another.

"These bastards!"

Kathu couldn't stand this scene, and he drew his gun and shot it at the crowd.