Chapter 677 Ming Xiu Plank Road
North Sang and the Federation are in a tense confrontation, so as the only Maple Leaf National Capital that has not been stirred in, but has put on a posture of self-preservation, at this time, a total of 36 main roads on all sides have been set up by the security team.
The meaning I want to express on the surface is very simple: it is your business to fight or kill, don't mix our Maple Leaf Country into it.
As Murray, who knew the real situation, he could only show a sneer in the line at this time, and then immediately turned to scratching his head flatly: "Oops, it's so slow." ”
Hundreds of meters waited for the inspection team, and it took more than ten minutes before it was Murray's turn. Instinctively, he raised his hand to greet the security team, and when he found that Murray had entered the city alone, he immediately frowned and wondered, "Where did you come from? What are you doing in Flame City?"
"Federal Moon Bay. Murray smiled slightly when he heard this, and said, "The mercenary group is on vacation and has come to Flame City to enjoy the scenery." ”
"Oh?" Glancing at a few of his companions, the vigilante nodded and asked, "Why are you here so late?" ”
Raising his arms to let the security team search him casually, Murray smiled bitterly and sighed and replied: "An escort mission is too urgent, and the boss doesn't give leave at all." We're all working hard, so it's good to be able to come and take a look today. ”
"Okay. The vigilante only asked casually, and now that he didn't hear any questions, he didn't even have a dagger or knife on his body, except for some cash and two gold coins.
If it weren't for the fact that he didn't bring any weapons, with the current tense situation between North Sang and the Federation, I'm afraid this guy might not even be able to get through the border checkpoints.
"Safety, signage, next. ”
Taking the wooden sign from another vigilante, Murray walked into the city with a slight bow.
At this time, he really thought of himself as an idler who had come to play in the Flame City, looking east and west, full of infinite curiosity about the scenery of the city.
This city, which seems to be built in a sea of maple forests, is also worthy of anyone who comes for the first time to be shocked by the magnificent scenery that they see, hear, and feel in front of them.
Every street, every dwelling, and even the ends of every bridge, large and small, are planted with rows of maple trees, large and small. In this sluggish season of late autumn and early winter, the whole city is rendered in a thick bright red.
The red is like fire, and the red is like blood.
made Murray's originally calm mood a little excited.
"Spectacular! Spectacular!" I didn't expect such a beautiful city in the world to be there in just a few decades.
Although this kind of beauty is extremely short-lived, it can make an old stranger who seems to be in the prime of life, but is actually a hundred and ten years old, naturally affected by emotions.
It can be seen that at the beginning of the establishment of the city, the mood and vision of the designers and builders were definitely not general.
"The designer is a top master!"
Murray stood at a certain street corner and hesitated for a long time before he couldn't help but whisper: "The person who proposed this plan is very wise!"
Turning a corner and coming to a large square in the west of the city, when he saw the brass statue surrounded by the fountain in the middle, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "This woman, it's her!"
As soon as the words fell, I heard a sound of footsteps at the entrance on the east side of the square, and then I saw hundreds of city defense troops running to open the way, and an archbishop wearing a gold-studded white robe announced aloud: "God has sent your lord to travel, everyone give way!"
Murray immediately stopped when he heard this, only to see a big man walk in at the entrance, carrying a long hammer-axe-like weapon wrapped in cloth on his back, and leading a hundred and ten white-clothed disciples to pass quickly.
Archbishop opens the way?
City defense escort?
What does that long heavy weapon look like on the back?
Staring closely behind the oracle, Murray couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly. This envoy he had just met the other day was the one named Matthew Wynne with extremely special abilities.
At this time, the weapon that the other party was carrying was more and more like the top weapon of great significance that Ma Shuo had once described: broken gold!
Isn't this guy going to Moon Bay? Why is he leading the team west instead of going out of the south gate to the Federation?
And when he went out, he made such a big move, as if he was deliberately telling others that he was going to leave the West Gate.
Why?
With this very obvious question in mind, Murray suddenly shifted his attention to the white-clad cultists behind Wynne.
Maybe it's because that person's temperament is too dazzling!
Even if he deliberately lowered his head, he pretended to be a little sleepless. But the majestic majesty of standing out like a piece of gold in a stone still instantly attracted all of Murray's attention.
He dared to use his hundred years of experience to bet that this person was definitely not an ordinary cultist.
Judging from his rich experience in killing countless people in the first half of his life and reading countless people, this man in the prime of life with a white face and a mighty demeanor is likely to be the current king of the Maple Leaf Country - Sith Morgan!
Then, another thought flashed through my mind in an instant: it seems that there are about three months left, and the every five years of the Peace Council will be launched in the only empire in Dongzhou!
Thinking of this, Murray's mood couldn't help but be excited, but then he immediately calmed down.
He only has one person here now, even if his strength can catch up with ten ordinary high-level Inhumans. Could it be that the other party, as the king of the Maple Leaf Country, really believes that all Inhumans are completely extinct?
The king is not a fool, and he is not a stunned young man who takes his life seriously.
The more scheming these scheming guys are in a seemingly unguarded state, the stronger the defenses around them may be.
After all, most of the losses that have been suffered in the war have fallen for this kind of similar scheme.
But after thinking about it, a smile immediately appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he took two steps back slightly and disappeared into the crowd.
In the capital of any country, or near the outskirts of a very close distance, there will be corresponding garrison troops. Now that King Morgan is preparing to go to Dongzhou, the main energy of these troops will definitely be on protecting him.
But when he had traveled south for less than two intersections, escorting several wagons of goods to the west, and in a small caravan of only more than thirty people, a middle-aged groom with a simple face and a dish once again aroused his great curiosity.
The complexion is ruddy, smooth and white, and in the slightly narrowed eyes, there is occasionally a touch of majesty and essence, which brings people a powerful aura of not being angry and self-threatening.
What is especially worth his attention is that the other party's hands, which have never worked at all, have some of them at the base of the thumb of his right hand, although they have been covered up by makeup, but they still can't escape the wrench marks of his eagle eye.
The northwest of Flame City produces highly pure green agate, and it is said that every king of the Maple Leaf Country will wear a power wrench carved from top green agate all year round to represent identity and status!
This guy!
It's the real Sith Morgan!