Fifty-one Salesman
Aardman had the upper hand, and Bostetes' light armor was stabbed, pierced, and cut by Aardman, leaving Bostets scarred. If it weren't for the sea god's iron lotus's pure love, he would have been seriously injured. And Aardman didn't want to really kill him, and he always showed mercy to his subordinates.
In an instant, Aardman was bleeding from his mouth and his feet were shaking, Bostex took a step forward and a sword slashed through Aardman's chest, and Aardman was wounded and blood gushed out. This scene was clearly seen by the audience, and they were still inclined to Aardman in their hearts, and they couldn't help but exclaim loudly.
Why? Aardman wasn't hit by Bostetes, so why was he injured and vomiting blood? Is he over-depleting?
I noticed that the fog had an eerie eerie eerie emanation, which I thought was meant to obscure my vision, but now it seemed to contain some kind of toxin that would harm the people in the mist.
Although the Mind Blade was created to hunt aliens and protect the crowd, there are also good and evil thoughts, and some of them are like demonic magic, insidious and vicious.
Bostetus was not as upright as he always appeared, at least in his heart.
Unfortunately, Aardman could have won, and if it was a life-and-death fight, Aardman would have been able to kill Bostex before he was poisoned, but now, he has no chance.
Bostetus stabbed Aardman in the abdomen with a sword, and Aardman let out a soft grunt, grabbed the sword in his right hand, and slammed his left hand into Bostetus's face, but the old knight held the punch.
The referee's bench turned on a red light urgently, and one of the referees shouted: "End the game!" Bostex wins! β
Aardman snapped, "I won't lose until I die!" β
Bostetus sighed, "It's ugly, Hunter. He drew his sword and stepped back. Aardman spurted more and more blood, and he glared at Bostex as if he wanted to fight him, but when he took a step, he collapsed with a bang.
The audience shouted in horror: "Oh my God! The hero is defeated! "Is he dead? No, don't! The Aardman fans burst into tears, unable to believe what was happening before them.
Bostetus gasped loudly and looked at West, who hurriedly shouted, "See? See? In this once-in-a-century battle, Bostex won! β
Even if some people are immersed in sorrow, there is always no shortage of people who are cheering and excited. Some of the spectators ran outside, presumably to spread the news outside. Others celebrated excessively, were overjoyed and sad, quarreled with supporters of Misser and Aardman, and then fought violently.
I noticed that Bostets had suffered skin injuries, and it was a big deal for me. Missei rested for two more hours than Bostetes, but what was the use? He is not a blood clan, and the serious injury almost killed him, and he is afraid that two hours will not even be enough for a blood transfusion.
"Now, let the Marquis of Bostitus rest for two hours," West said. I'm sorry, I know you're having a hard time, but your opponent is also in a bad situation. To earn the title of duke, you must go through the most brutal trials. β
Vasilissa asked, "Do you know what the similarities between Aardman and Bostex are?" β
Neff asked, "What are the similarities?" Are they all men? β
Vasilissa smiled: "Yes, and they are all widowers. β
Norman said, "It is a pity, for the woman who wants to marry them will be stuffed with the whole of Bonza." β
At this time, a bat flew in, and Vasilisa took a piece of paper from the bat's leg, looked at it, and said: "It seems that our Count Aardman is innocent, and he has nothing to do with those murders." β
Norman asked, "How do you know?" Is there any real evidence? β
Vasilisa said: "I have asked the Count about his whereabouts in the last year, he has never returned to the Sword and Shield Society, it is impossible to organize a decent assassination, and besides, he is extremely withdrawn, even if he has saved many lives, but no one will accept it. He was a lone ranger, powerless and powerless, unable to provide armor for the killers or erase their leads. β
Norman said, "Do you want to check all the dukes, marquises, and counts?" Even if you could use all the rats in the sewers, you'd have to check them for months. β
Vasilissa said: "I found out that the Marquis of Bostets had once served as the police minister of Punzaar. β
They were silent for a long time, and Norman said, "So what? The Minister of Police changes almost every three years. Bostex has been retired for six full years. Are you saying he acted as an umbrella for the murderer? Or is he the one behind the murderer? β
Vasilissa said: "On the contrary, Bostetus is a martial arts idiot, and he has been refining and studying martial arts day after day, year after year, in order to reach the current realm. His background is also very clear, he is a member of the Vincent family, the second son of Gambo Vincent. The trajectory of his life was long and uninteresting, and everyone who knew him felt that the laws of his life were almost mechanical. β
Norman frowned and said, "You really want to check the players one by one?" Why do you think the murder is related to the contestants? β
Vasilisa laughed: "I'm just abusing my power, because I'm interested in my future colleagues and want to know their details." β
Nana sighed, "Mirsai's injuries are serious, and even with the most top-notch secret medicine, it will take at least a day for him to be able to stand up and walk. β
I hurriedly said, "Then feed him the demon blood!" β
Lamia said, "Stop, that's going to turn him into a ghoul." β
I shouted, "Even if you become a ghoul, it's better than losing to that old man!" β
Lamia sighed and said, "Don't make a mess of it." β
I rolled my eyes, counted on my heart, and said, "Yes, this Bostex must be the mastermind behind the scenes!" β
They were surprised, and Norman asked, "Juggernaut, do you have any proof?" β
I said, "The most unlikely person is often the murderer." This quote applies to ninety percent of detectives. This Bostex disguise is perfect, but it is this perfection that allows me to see through his tricks. β
Vasilisa said: "Why don't you say that passers-by are more likely? Didn't the guys who were defeated before also look harmless to humans and animals? β
I actually want them to investigate this old man, and an investigation may be three or four days, and this time is enough for Mirse to be cured, let alone cured, even if Neri is afraid of the little earl. When the time comes, I will turn into a saint again, and push Bostex as he descends the stairs, so that he will fall halfway, or even die, and Milser's great work will be considered a success.
Some people will think that my plan is too flawed, first, Bostetus is a top Nian Blade Grandmaster, how could he trip to death by the stairs? This must raise suspicions. Second, Bostetus's final opponent is none other than Milse, and even a pig's brain will guess that it was Mirsai's secret hand.
But now, no matter how despicable the means are, no matter how big the loopholes are, it doesn't matter. Because there is only one game left in the game, once the winner is decided, the wood is already in the boat, and it is useless to regret it. At that time, Milce became a duke, above the law, who would dare to investigate him? Even if the rest of the hermits felt that it was wrong, would they dare to confront me directly, Longinus? Well? If they don't want to spoil the good relationship between our two families, they can only acquiesce to Milse's ascendancy.
Vasilissa said: "Unfortunately, your evidence does not stand. Please stop confusing us and wasting our police resources. β
I said angrily: "Aren't you the one who wasted police force and investigated indiscriminately?" β
Norman laughed: "I hope Bostetus is the boss of the murderer, and his actions are full of a sense of justice and chivalry." If he had become a hermit and be on an equal footing with us, the murder would have been his merit. β
I hurriedly said, "A sense of justice? Can a sense of justice be eaten? We need procedural justice, not outcome justice, and only procedural justice can better maintain the rule of the scepter and your lordship. If a person can wantonly trample on the laws of my beloved Sword and Shield Society, then my loyalty and love to the Sword and Shield Society will be greatly reduced. β
Baudelaire smiled, "Sword Master, why would your Duke of a black coffin be loyal to the Sword and Shield Society?" Why do I think that sounds weird? β
I said, "What's so strange about that?" I am a loving and kind person. In this case, I will arrest this Bostex now, and let me interrogate him personally, and he will surely be able to bend him into a confession.... No, confess truthfully. β
Nana said, "What kind of interrogation? Like you did with Bartix? "They've all heard about it, and they're laughing when they hear it, these bastards who eat human blood steamed buns! I was completely wronged in this matter!
I was angry, but I had to stay calm, I had to work within the rules, and I had to delay Milse for at least a day.
I said, "Take me to the Scepter, it's a pity for him to be alone." Let's go with him, and see how much of a hidden danger there is in the Sword and Shield Society. β
Vasilisa shook her head and said, "Lord Scepter will not see you, and even if he does, he will not listen to your baseless stupid ideas. β
I put on a look of regret and said, "What a big business opportunity will you waste if you hold the finals now?" Have you thought about it? β
They asked, "Business opportunity?" β
I said, "First of all, you can use this opportunity to sell T-shirts or coats on the street with the signatures or photos of the two finalists."
Secondly, you can open a poll for all of the Honsar residents β no, all of the Sword and Shield Society residents β to donate money and goods to their favorite players, and if a player is popular and receives a lot of money, they can hang a large poster of their avatar on the field on the day of the match, and even get their supporters to get an exclusive gift package.
Third, you can bid for the best chance for the merchants of Bunsar to advertise their products in the Temple of the Gods, and to make the two finalists their exclusive spokespersons.
Then, you can keep throwing up topics, such as Mirsai's fiancΓ©e Neri and Bostetus's concubine fighting over the victory. This kind of hot topic was hyped up for a week, and then, taking advantage of the heat, he secretly sent people to create a fan group of the two players, and used the method of cult brainwashing to make these fans die and empty everything in their homes for the two players.
According to this clever plan, in just one week, I guarantee that you will earn a billion silver dollars, which is at least, not counting the taxes that the government can receive..."
I spat on my brilliant scheme, and Lamia took advantage of my unpreparedness and knocked me unconscious, dragging me out of the box. Her attack can ignore my armor resistance and cause a critical hit, which makes no sense, and it shows the book's imbalance and rigor.