The eyes of the people around them were attracted by Di Shaojie's roar, but when they saw Cord, they only smiled faintly, and continued to talk and laugh without any care.

Frankie's eyes sparkled with coldness, and she gave Torture Blade a look.

Without saying a word, Torture Blade closed his scarred left eye, and the cold and glittering moon-scar dart in his hand quietly appeared.

Under the starry sky, a dazzling silver light flashed.

Sting! Blood splattered all over the ground. The table next to it fell, and the cacophony of glass shattering was heard in all directions.

Yes! A scream of extreme pain was heard, followed by a roar of rage.

"Someone!" Cord's expression was extremely distorted at this time.

Everyone around them heard the anger and... horror in the voice.

Di Shaojie looked at him sluggishly, and the pungent smell of blood kept reminding him that this was reality, not a dream.

The torture blade was covered in blood, and the moon dart was retracted, and his eyes looked at the rapidly retreating Cold, and there was a trace of rare anger in his expression.

Between the two, there was a corpse that had been cut in half and an arm.

The body that had been split in half belonged to Cold's bodyguard, and the arm was Cold's own.

"This bodyguard was more alert than I expected." Torture Blade was still thinking about the bodyguard's rapid punge just now. The unexpected force not only slowed down the speed of the blade's cutting, but also changed the direction of the cut slightly.

Frannie's body was also stained with a lot of blood, and she asked in a low voice, "If you don't change direction, you can cut his body, right?" ”

Torture Blade shook his head lightly and said, "No if, there is no chance today, next time he will definitely die." ”

Di Shaojie listened to the conversation between the two on the side, and suddenly felt a chill all over his body. His eyes stared at the torture blade with a frightening facial expression, and he felt a pang of unreality as he quickly put away the darts that disappeared.

"No one has ever dared to do anything to a guest on my estate!" A low, majestic, angry voice suddenly sounded.

The guards in the courtyard were exceptionally alert, and while the guards were moving, the Seven Killings Division also moved.

In a matter of seconds, the Torture Blade was surrounded in the middle by the Seven Killing Divisions.

Everyone around looked at this side in amazement, and Cord sat on the ground with a pale face, sweating profusely, and the medical staff around him nervously bandaged his wounds.

In the middle of the Seven Killings Division was a majestic old man dressed in gray robes and carrying a huge wooden cane.

The old man didn't seem to have any strong combat power, but that majesty made the torture blade feel a little heavy.

"Take this cheap seed for me!" The old man yelled angrily.

Hearing this, the Seven Killing Division only moved a small step forward, completely lacking the temperament of killing decisiveness on weekdays.

Quiss was very bitter in his mouth, today was the first time he led a team on a mission independently, but what he didn't expect was that he actually encountered this evil star again.

Looking at the advancing Seven Killing Division, the torture blade was still unmoved, and after sweeping around with a black hole-like eye, it finally landed on Cold's body, who was outside the encirclement. It seems to have completely ignored the threat of the Seven Killings.

The people around gathered more and more, Zhang Yuanshan watched quietly on the periphery with a wine glass, and a faint smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The old man noticed the slow movement of the Seven Killing Division, picked up the crutches and pointed angrily, and shouted, "Take down this cheap seed for me!" ”

Quisi listened, although he was helpless, but he was still ready to bite the bullet.

Noticing the movement of the Seven Kills Division, Frannie, who had been silent, stepped forward, stared at Cord with a gloomy expression and said, "Mr. Roca, I feel very sorry for what just happened. But I don't think my entourage is acting out of the ordinary, because it was this unreasonable fellow who was the first to insult me. ”

When the old man Roca heard this, he turned his head to look at the angry Frannie, his eyes swept the blood stains on her evening dress, and then looked around and asked, "Did anyone see what Cord did to Frannie just now?" ”

When the people around heard this, they all shook their heads, indicating that they hadn't seen anything.

Rocca turned his head again, his folded eyes filled with heavy majesty, and said, "Miss Rod, there are witnesses here that Corder has insulted you. But it was your entourage who seriously offended me! ”

Di Shaojie, who was on the side, heard that he was about to speak, but was covered by Zhang Yuanshan who came over.

Frannie seemed to have anticipated the current situation, and the corners of her mouth slowly showed a sneer, "Mr. Roca, you are responsible for what you say. ”

Rocca nodded solemnly and said, "Of course I can take responsibility for my words." ”

"In that case, then I have nothing more to say." Frannie spread her hands.

Rocca smiled with satisfaction, "Sure enough, the Holy Maiden of the Alliance is a person who knows the general situation and knows right from wrong. Take down this cheap breed! ”

Hearing this, the people of the Seven Killing Division slowly drew their weapons and approached forward.

The torture blade remained unmoved, and the expression on his face did not fluctuate.

"Mr. Roca! I can attest that it was Mr. Cord who was the first to insult Miss Rhodes. ”

At this time, a confident voice suddenly sounded in the crowd.

When Rocca heard this, a cold chill flashed in his deep eyes.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the voice and looked together.

It was a very ordinary young man, and his clothes were not very good, and he was wearing a gray waistcoat over his white shirt. Although the naturally curly hair is barely held straight by hairspray, it looks as funny as wearing a steel helmet.

Very ordinary youth, ordinary people. But it was such an ordinary person, and the moment Rocca saw it, his expression was a little wonderful.

Not because of how powerful the young man was, but because of the camera in his hand and the camera behind him.

"Mr. Roca, I saw it too." A woman with glasses beside the young man also shook the microphone in her hand. The cameraman next to her touched the camera, indicating that it could prove the woman's words.

"Yes, I saw that too." It's not just one person, it's a group of people. Although these are a group of ordinary people who can't be at the bottom of the ordinary. But only this group of people, these upper-class people, can't move. Because these people are journalists.

"We will not allow the Holy Maiden of the Alliance to be defiled by a merchant who smells of copper! Cord must pay the price! An angry reporter yelled with a red face, constantly waving the notepad in his hand.

Other reporters around him also shouted, "Yes! The Holy Maiden of the Union will never allow anyone's desecration! Mr. Rocca, you shielding villains like this will affect the reputation of your estate. ”

The hand holding the crutch trembled faintly, Roca looked at Frankie who was confident, turned his head to look at Cold, whose face was pale and trembling all over, and said in a calm tone, "It turns out that there is such a reason here, it seems that I am really old and useless." ”

Frankie smiled lightly, "You're only 80 years old, and you're still in the prime of life." ”

"Let Miss Rhodes be insulted in my manor, the old man is really terrified, and he will definitely come to apologize in person another day." Although Rocca said it respectfully, there was always an indescribable coldness in that tone.

Frankie smiled softly, "You are so upright, all this is the problem with that ugly Cord, and it has nothing to do with you." And I believe that Mr. Cord was also confused for a moment, and since he has been repelled by my retinue, I will not pursue the matter any further. ”

The corners of Cord's eyes twitched as he listened, and his eyes stared at Frankie with extreme resentment, he could already see that Frankie was specifically calculating him today.

"Damn! Damn it****! The original possessiveness in my heart has now turned into a twisted resentment.

After Farrani finished speaking, the reporters on the periphery suddenly took a morning camera and shot at Farni wildly, and excitedly introduced while shooting, "You can see how generous and open-minded our alliance saintess are..."

In a burst of reports from the reporters, the Seven Kills Division dispersed, and Cord retreated to heal in the midst of the reporters' verbal and written criticism. Frankie exited on the grounds that her clothes were unclean, and left with her blade.

In the car, Frannie Yu held her chin in her hand and looked out the window silently. Uncle Song sat beside the torture blade and said with a gloomy face, "I didn't expect that this old thing from Roca would actually shelter Cold. ”

The torture blade arm was propped up on his knee, and he looked at the blood on his hand that had not yet dried, and said two words, "unpleasant"

Frannie put down her hand and looked at Uncle Song, and said coldly, "Cord is really hidden deep enough, just looking at his movements, his strength is at least at the level of a dragonman." ”

Uncle Song clenched his hands into fists and analyzed, "It's so deeply hidden, it seems that his plan is not shallow." Now it seems that he is the hidden strength of the old fellow of Rocca. Otherwise, with a lonely aristocrat without any foundation, how could he swallow sixty percent of the mineral resources in the west in six years. ”

Frannie turned her head to look at the silent Torture Blade and said, "You've done well today, and although you didn't kill Cold, you have found out a lot more than I thought. ”

Torture Blade raised his head, slowly clenched his fists and said, "It's not good!" A knife didn't cut his body, it's not cool!! As he spoke, he stared at Farni and said, "I need time, I need to be stronger." ”

When Farney saw the appearance of the torture blade, the corners of her mouth unconsciously showed a treacherous smile, and she asked, "What help do you need, just say." ”

"Practice and hunt."

Under the hype of reporters, Frannie made headlines again. At the same time, there is also Cold. Although they are all headlines, reviews and word-of-mouth are diametrically opposed.

In the report, everyone sensed Frankie's generosity and humility and kindness. And Cord has become a street rat that everyone can condemn.

And the blade of torture, which played a key role in the whole incident, completely disappeared from the report. I don't know if the reporters didn't notice this cheap breed, or if it was Frankney's intention.