When he went out early in the morning, he encountered the matter of 'nailing the door number', which really couldn't make Powell feel any good. He can imagine that his situation will be more and more difficult next.

Civilians, who had never had a strong presence in the past, were organized, like an impenetrable net covering the city.

In the past, how could the nobles look down on the mediocre commoners in the city? But the seemingly inadvertent move faintly gave Powell a great sense of oppression.

Exit East 4th Street and turn west. There is a street dedicated to slaughtering and leather business, and the sewage is flowing and the smell is unpleasant.

Powell was going to meet with a few of his companions on that street to discuss what to do next. But when he got to Slaughterhouse Street, he found that it was being demolished.

All slaughtering and leather businesses are moved to the docks so that they don't pollute the city's water supply. All the original houses had to be demolished and rebuilt.

"Abominable Victor. Hugo liked to tear down houses everywhere and build houses. Why is he so concerned about such a thing? I didn't see that nobleman like him, who likes to spend a little money everywhere. ”

Powell was extremely annoyed. This change was really unexpected, and a street was simply and rudely demolished. The old agent has a new problem, how does this make him connect with the rest of his companions who have infiltrated Coldwind City?

In the past, the contact person was always late and left early, and the communication was not smooth, and I was in a hurry, and I never thought that the contact point would be gone.

A cordon has been set up outside Slaughter Street, and more than a hundred households are moving. The old houses have begun to be demolished, a large number of snakes and rats have been exposed, and they have to escape from their hideouts in a hurry.

It's a coke......

A litter of rats has nowhere to run, scurrying back and forth under the feet of a few coolies. One of them was even shot to death by a shovel, causing a burst of laughter.

Powell felt as if he had been slapped with a shovel, and his heart jumped suddenly.

No, no, we can't end up like this.

Turning around, Powell walked around the perimeter of Slaughter Street. He hoped to meet his companions who had come to contact him, and discuss whether to evacuate quickly or find another place to hide.

After only two turns, my companion did not see it, but saw several two-wheeled carriages coming in from outside the city. This is obviously not the car of the 'rich and powerful leader', but the escort is Adrian, the leader of the 'evil dogs'.

When Powell saw it from afar, he immediately lowered his head and hid in an alley on the side of the street.

The two-wheeled carriage is like a horse-drawn cart, and it is extremely rudimentary. The empty board was uncovered, and several corpses were piled up on it.

Behind the carriage were ropes were also used to lead several dirty-looking prisoners. Judging from its appearance, it is definitely a bandit who wanders the wilderness all year round.

Oops!

This is not right.

The number of people watching the excitement on the street increased instantly, and Powell hid at the mouth of the alley and glanced at the carriage. Onlookers were also in an uproar. Because the corpses in the car, although tattered, had a clear face.

"Oh my God! It's a knight lord of the long-legged family. ”

"I know the corpse with the scar on his face, and I used to minister to him."

"Look at the bloodstained armor. The family crest on the top is that of Lord Exxon. I swear I was absolutely right, I wiped that armor. ”

The discussion is getting louder and louder, and the impact is getting louder and bigger. Quite a few people followed the carriage and chased all the way.

The Inspection Department sent someone to take over, and by the way, a public verdict was held in the city. The bodies of several dead nobles were hung for public display, and the captured bandits were beheaded.

Hanging a nobleman is shocking enough, and hanging the body of a nobleman is even more naked humiliation.

This was a show of strength with excellent effect, and even the powerful parliamentarians who had been arguing in the Winter Hall put aside their arguments and came to watch the excitement.

After seeing the tragic situation of the 'hanging corpse' and Exxon's discarded armor, the entire Coldwind City was shocked. This is Victor. For the first time, Hugo showed his power to the outside world.

If you don't make a move, you will be in town as soon as you make a move.

Judging from the results of the battle, the number of long-legged knights who died this time was not large. Previously, the Arad family took the lead in the rebellion, and the nobles who were killed were planned.

But now the city of Coldwind is in chaos, and people's hearts are fluctuating.

This time Victor. Hugo did not hesitate to slaughter a few long-legged knights, and openly showed them to the public, and his position was clear - this is an iron determination to kill the long-legged family to the end, and he will not die.

The public trial was held in the square under the Wizard's Tower, and the Inspectorate sent someone to announce the whole incident. From the attack on the transport convoy to the attack of the law enforcement hunting team, to the late night raid to win the victory.

Powell's heart trembled as he hid in the corner of the square and watched the trial. He remembered hearing about it only three or four days ago. But now the people of the long-legged family are served in one pot along with the instigated bandits.

"Those 'vicious dogs' are so fast. The day after Lord Exxon looted the convoy, they chased them out of town. To achieve such a result, it must be to catch up within twelve hours and immediately attack. ”

Decisive and ferocious, it is difficult to deal with when you think about it.

Even from a hostile point of view, Powell felt that the speed of the action was really amazing. It couldn't help but make him worry more about his condition.

Do you want to continue to contact the powerful in the city to do what you should do?

Too dangerous, too dangerous!

Powell turned to leave, but he saw a wizard in a robe smiling at him across from him. As soon as the two met, they looked away from each other and walked a few streets before meeting again.

"Powell, you seem to be looking a little uneasy." In an alleyway, the wizard you meet casts a spell to make a hole in a wall.

Powell looked sideways several times to make sure no one was following him before entering the cave. It's an illusion space, with an enclosed wall on the outside and a comfortably furnished arcane hut inside.

"Johnson, you're crazy. Showing up in public, you're not afraid of being targeted by those 'vicious dogs'? Powell glanced at the Illusion Cottage and knew that the wizard's covetousness was that there was no rule of law.

The owl pet that had been summoned the other night was on the bird's rack in the house. The damn flat-haired brute shook his head and stared at Powell, muttering, "Poor ghost, we're meeting again." ”

Powell glanced sideways, furious, and hated to eat the damn bird alive.

The illusionist sat down on a cushion and hummed a few times, "I'm good at hiding and disguise, and different people see me differently.

You don't have to worry too much, no one notices me. That's the magic of arcane. ”

There was a hidden servant in the house who brought Powell drinks. He took it, but he didn't intend to drink it, and asked the illusionist, "Johnson, what are you looking for me to do?" ”

"I seriously considered your suggestion the other day."

Well.....?

"I decided to take it."

What did I suggest the other day?

The illusionist picked up a glass of juice and drank it all in one gulp.

Powell was thinking, "I didn't suggest anything the other day." Wait, it can't be about kidnapping important people in Coldwind City, right?

That's not my advice. At that time, I was just irritable to write letters, and I casually put forward a few target candidates. I'm not involved in that. ”

The Agent felt as if he was in trouble.

Really......

The illusionist continued, "Powell, since it's your opinion, let's join the action. ”

, now Cold Wind City is the Longtan Tiger's Den, and you want to pull me to kidnap the ticket? Didn't you see the corpses that were brought back today? Do you still have the courage to do it?

Powell felt that this illusionist really had a problem with his brain, and he couldn't judge the situation at all.

But the other party made a reason, "Today's public trial has seriously damaged the image of the family, and it will inevitably change the situation."

If we don't do it, all the forces in Coldwind City will be defeated by Victor. Hugo integrated. We don't have time to delay, we have to do something. ”

Speaking of this, the illusionist paused for half a second, stared at Powell and asked, "Your Excellency, who are you loyal to now?" ”

That's a good question.

Powell's heart tightened, and he felt that he was too careless to follow into the other party's secret nest at all. It's just that the current situation doesn't allow him to think more, so he can only ask rhetorically: "Who do you choose as the target?" ”