Chapter Twenty-Three: The Fate of the Lackeys

Hearing this, it was like a thunderbolt falling on a sunny day, and several mercenaries kneeling on the ground were suddenly shocked!

"The subordinates understand. Contrary to the mercenary with a dead face, the tall officer who received the order couldn't help but smile with joy, there was not a single pore on his body that was uncomfortable, and he was so happy that he almost sang in front of the court.

He was very happy in his heart, haha, today is a good day for Lao Tzu, I didn't expect that such a good opportunity to make a fortune would fall on Lao Tzu's head!

Since ancient times, raiding a house is the best way to make a fortune in a short period of time, and there is no one. It is more convenient, quick, and risk-free than robbery in the ordinary sense, and what is more worry-free than being ordered to rob money legally, and it is more able to fill one's own pockets in one's hands? As long as you take good care of the brothers who are traveling with you, the property you actually get and the fifty-five taels you hand over to the account are considered to be very kind, and the mercenaries and their families who commit crimes are sold as slaves and prostitutes as a prostitute, and it is a good deal with a lot of profits.

Between standing and kneeling, one seems to have entered the heavenly kingdom of eternal bliss, and the other has directly entered the abyss of eternal bliss, which is a typical difference between the abyss.

The tall officer turned around, his movements were as agile as a spirit fox, he walked briskly outside, and as soon as his front foot stepped out of the threshold, he couldn't wait to trot all the way and gather his team to make a fortune.

"How can you do this!" No longer caring about the question of losing his head if he angered the other party, the mercenary who took the lead in answering bounced up from the ground, screamed sadly, clenched his hands into fists, and wanted to reason with Ivan Stipild.

Conscientiously worked hard for the evil boy for so long, doing things that hurt heaven and reason for him all day long, without merit and hard work, without hard work and fatigue, and now he is treated like this by the commander of the city guard, how can he not be indignant.

In response to him was a fist that grew rapidly larger.

The Grand Commander of the City Guards, who was sitting on the main seat, just shook his body casually, and directly strode in front of the leading mercenary and punched out.

With a "bang", the mercenary's cry of grief suddenly stopped, and he fell to the ground with a fist in the face, his eyes protruding and blood splashing, and his hard head was like a ripe watermelon, which was hammered by Ivan Stipild from the front!

The rest of the mercenaries reacted half a beat slower, and when their companions fell to the ground and died, they had just had time to stand up, and before they could draw their weapons to form a siege, the commander of the city guard army had already whipped his leg and directly whipped it on the waist of one of the mercenaries on the left.

The screams were accompanied by a terrible "rattle" sound, the sound of the mercenary's spine being forcibly severed from it, and the body flew up and fell to the ground, as the blood foamed out of his mouth and splashed everywhere on the ground.

Including the limbs, the whole mercenary recruited by the waist was convulsing, and he could no longer move, his mouth was full of sounds, his eyes were quickly dilated, and he saw that he was not far from death.

His companion beside him was so stunned that he rushed forward and stabbed Ivan Stipild in the head, causing his long hair to float up.

"Well done. The commander of the city guard army praised it, did not dodge or dodge, raised his palm at the blade of the split, and gently clamped it forward, and firmly clamped the sharp blade with his fingers!

The mercenary blushed, trying his best to press the blade down for a minute or two, but the steel knife seemed to be deeply locked in a huge iron tong, unable to move a bit, not moving forward, and retreating was also an extravagant hope.

Seeing that the opponent still did not give up, and the other hand also held the handle of the knife, and put on a posture of using the strength to eat milk to hurt himself, Ivan Stipild sneered, his shoulders sank, and he pushed forward, and he had already crashed into the mercenary's chest, and suddenly there was a dense sound of broken bones in the hall, and the mercenary's chest sank into a large piece, and the entire chest rib did not know how many bones were broken in an instant, and the swarming blood blocked his throat, and he didn't even have time to scream, and the whole person was slumped and slumped by this powerful blow, but his hands still did not let go of the steel knife in his hand！

By deceiving himself into the enemy in front of him, the commander of the city guard took advantage of the situation to avoid the dagger stabbed at him by the last mercenary, and then kicked the mercenary who attacked him with a single kick.

In an instant, three of his companions had died at the hands of Ivan Stipild.

In the end, the mercenary was kicked by the commander of the city guard, his chest and abdomen hurt, and a fishy sweetness surged up his throat, and he knew that he had been kicked out of a serious internal injury.

He knew that he was far from being an opponent, and if he didn't run away, he would be planted here, so he made a quick decision, took advantage of the momentum brought out by the great force that kicked him, rolled on the ground and unloaded part of the force, kicked the ground with both legs, and ran to the door of the lobby, and at the same time raised his arms, using the well-practiced throwing knife technique, and shot the cold dagger at the face of Ivan Stipild.

With the skills of the commander of the city guard, he would not be injured by this knife, and the purpose of this move was only to delay his pursuit a little, so as to buy him a little more time to escape.

Seeing that there were two more steps to the door, "Do you want to run? Ivan Stipildesson's cold voice came from behind, and before the words fell, the mercenary's heart was in sharp pain, and the person had been hit hard, and his whole body flew out.

The mercenary who fell heavily to the door of the lobby, almost all his internal organs were kicked and smashed by the commander of the city guard, and the severe pain occupied almost all of his perception, struggling to take the last breath, his consciousness gradually blurred, and when he was dying, a sour thought came to his mind: "I hope that the brothers who are responsible for transferring a few families away can move more numbly." Alas, I don't know that my stupid mother-in-law is reluctant to give up those bottles and cans at home......"

After working for the tiger for a long time, he naturally understands how dangerous it is to do things under the Stipild family, and the whole one is walking on thin ice, and he may encounter accidents at any time.

They were originally the "head wolf" Wolf specially left on the valley road, used to intercept and kill Denise and other fish that might slip through the net, first vaguely heard Sayles's screams on the mountain road, and when they saw Sails's corpse with their own eyes, these unlucky people knew that they were not far from death, and they were likely to be killed by the angry Ivan when they came back, and if they didn't come back, they would definitely affect the family and children.

After thinking about it for a long time, considering that their families were all in this city, compared to the humble ones, the Stipild family was such a behemoth, and they really had no ability or courage to conceal it and leave, so they had to carry the body of Sails Stipild to report the funeral.

Fortunately, when it was time to discuss, a relatively smart mercenary suggested that why not send someone to quietly rush to the homes of several of them first, smuggle the family out of Manny Foster City, and inquire about the situation in a few days before making the next decision. It's just that the family members of other mercenaries, including Wolf, are really a lot of people, and if you want to bring them together, you will definitely attract attention, and if you don't do it, you will implicate yourself, so it's better to give up.

The proposal was immediately adopted en masse.

Don't die yourself, don't die others, don't die your own family. If you want to escape, the smaller the number of people, the smaller the target, and the greater the feasibility. It's easy to figure out the calculations.

So the mercenaries asked the nimble companion to take on this important task and let him go first, and they deliberately set off an hour behind, giving their companions a certain amount of time to take away the families.

It's just that no matter how good the plan is, it also depends on the specific implementation process.

The vast majority of the mercenaries are from poor families, and the life of the family is usually tight, and whether the family members who stay behind can take care of the overall situation, realize that human life is fundamental, and leave the little belongings in the broken house to flee for their lives, only God knows. In addition, if you can help the old and the young go out of the city, whether you can successfully pass the inspection of the city guards, you can only try your luck and pray for the blessing of the God of Light.

The question is, it is said that the god of light is the god of justice, will he protect these people who have lost all their conscience and done all the bad things in the past, and the families who are implicated by them, and may not be innocent?

Swallowing his last breath with hatred in his eyes, the mercenary still opened his eyes in the direction of the street, as if he wanted to see his family escape.

For quite a few people in the world, the truth of "if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, and you will eventually be devoured when you are accompanied by a tiger" is often only when you are dying.

Ivan Stipild shook his hand, threw the broken bones and blood stuck to the fist to the ground, and twisted his neck a few times, looking relaxed. In the middle of the rabbit's fall, cleaning up a few long-killed mercenaries is just an activity for him, and this kind of intensity is not even a warm-up before the battle.

A group of city guards quickly poured out of the two compartments, dragging the corpses of the corpses, cleaning the bloodstains of the bloodstains, cleaning the weapons of the weapons, everyone was silently doing what they were doing, and they saw a clear division of labor and well-trained in the busyness.

These soldiers were all expressionless, and it was obvious that the scene of the Grand Commander personally killing people had long been commonplace.

While the aftermath was being carried out, three maids gently walked out from behind the main seat, one of them with his bare hands, one on the left holding a basin of water, and the one on the right holding a white towel, and came to Ivan Stipild and knelt down in front of him, and the empty-handed maid rolled up her sleeves for her master, washed his palms with warm water in the basin, thoroughly washed away the blood and other dirt, and then carefully dried it with the white towel handed by the other maid.

The hands of the commander of the city guard were cleaned one by one, and the three maids had finished saluting him, and then he bowed down silently.

The whole process was very quiet, except for the slight sound of water dripping into the basin, the breathing of the maids could hardly be heard, and the sincere fear and tiptoeing were the best notes of their every move.

The few mercenaries who were killed may not have had time to think about what kind of material the delicate purse that the commander of the city guard had been rubbing and playing with in his hand was made of, which looked smooth and translucent, but they knew it very well, so they kept forcing themselves to be calm, and they were unwilling to even make contact with the purse with the afterglow of their eyes.

It's just because it was originally part of their partner's body.

Ivan Stipild groaned, staring at the main entrance of the City Guard Hall with eagle-like eyes, as if his brother's murderer was standing there.

Out of the door all the way to the north, is the north gate of Manny Foster City. As long as you come from the north, you can only enter the city through the north gate.

No matter who it is.