Not dead?

While people were still shocked by Richard's fall, they were shocked by Cooper's good fortune. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He didn't die!

Yes, it is a miracle that you did not die from a fall from a height of twenty meters. But Wren never believed in miracles unless they happened right in front of his eyes. He walked over to the edge of the wall, glanced down, and sneered. At this time, it is indeed an eye-opener to play some small tricks.

Any city wall, in fact, has a certain slope, as long as you can use this slope and use some small things to slow down your landing, it is indeed possible to be seriously injured and not die. There are a few fresh white marks on the city wall, as well as eight blood marks, presumably Cooper must have used some means to slow down his fall first, and then tightly clasped the wall with his fingers, using the gap between the stone bricks of the city wall to ensure that his fall speed would not increase. Coupled with his strong physique as a fifth-level knight, he could indeed survive. Of course, even so, Cooper's injuries were severe, and one of his legs may have been crushed when he fell, and the impact fell on that leg.

The thighs were broken into several pieces, and the cracked white bones were faintly visible, and the calves were broken from the middle, and the white bone stubble was exposed to the air, setting off the bright red blood. The left shoulder collapsed, the forearm was bent into three sections, and there were injuries almost everywhere on the body. In particular, his hands, except for the thumb, which did not have much damage, showed white bones on the tips of the other eight fingers.

He was smart enough to protect his head with his arm, and Richard's death had taught him a lot of lessons and lessons. He was badly wounded, but his ridiculous voice was loud, and his intermittent laughter was full of surprise and madness for the rest of his life. The people on the city wall also looked at each other, but they didn't expect Cooper to survive, even if he was crippled, but at least he was alive. All eyes then lingered on Ogles, to see if the Acting City Lord would fulfill his promise.

Not disappointing, Oglais also poked his head out and glanced at it, "What a lucky guy." ”

When they heard this, the people on the city wall did not know what was going on in their hearts. Perhaps, it is indeed a thing to be happy that the Acting City Lord can keep his promise. Some, lying under the city walls are not ordinary people, not ordinary people who can be seen everywhere on the streets without the slightest reputation, but two of the Big Three, who still have great power and status before today.

But then, Ogles's words made them feel a real chill, and they also found that they couldn't ignore Ogles' ruthlessness just because he stepped on one foot in the coffin.

"When Mr. Marvin was pushed down, he seemed to have drunk a lot of alcohol and couldn't control his body. This sentence is not wrong, after Marven's death, the pastor of the church did come to check, and they found that Marven's cracked stomach had a strong smell of alcohol. Oglais looked at the soldier beside him, "Ask Mr. Cooper to have a few glasses of wine before throwing him down." If he survives this time, then it proves that the God of Light really loves this guy. ”

A cold wind blew, but it was not as cold as his words.

Throw it again?

That's why Cooper is dead!

Everyone did not dare to speak, did not dare to express their opinions, and lowered their heads one after another, not daring to have the slightest contempt for this old man.

Cooper was quickly carried up, and then pressed to pour a few glasses of wine, and while he was still confused as to what he was going to do, two soldiers picked him up and walked again to the wall. He understood in an instant, and the fierce struggle, whispering begging for mercy, and shouting curses could not stop the soldiers from throwing him down.

There was a bang, and all the sounds were blown away by the cold wind, and Wren nodded with satisfaction at this time.

The price for a child stealing something is a beating, and the price they have to pay is death.

"It seems that Mr. Cooper is not under the gaze of the God of Light. Wren's concluding remarks stirred everyone's spirits, and they only remembered at this time that when Wren came to the city alone, he brought boundless killing and death to the city, and he stepped on countless dry bones to get to where he is today, instead of using his mercy. He is not a flawless Sage, he is a butcher, and death will only stop if he is satisfied!

"I've been gone for three months. Wren shook his shoulders and stood in the cold wind for a while, making him a little cold, he walked slowly, and these decent guys slowly followed him, "Before I left here, I never imagined that there would be such a day. Together, we worked to save Ortlenburg from the abyss of hell and bathe the city in the sun. I've always thought that people know how to be grateful, but it turns out that I was wrong. ”

"I'm not a mean person!", he reiterated his position again, but made those behind him feel uncomfortable wanting to laugh, but couldn't, "I have forgiven people who have made mistakes more than once, and that is because the mistakes they have made are forgivable. But these two gentlemen, there are some things that can't be done. Whether it's embezzlement or embezzlement, I don't care about the money. But they should not frame other people's lives because of their own selfishness. ”

"It's not selfishness anymore, it's betrayal!"

Wren paused in his footsteps and stopped, he leaned sideways and glanced back, "The only thing I can't tolerate is betrayal." I've heard that some people's minds are becoming dangerous, and the rules I've made are being broken by them, haven't I?"

Someone's face suddenly looked like pure white letterhead, his body was shaky, frightened to death, and his legs trembled and he almost couldn't stand.

In Ortrenburg, Wren made a number of rules, including a policy of exclusivity of special goods that directly affected the commercial markets of the southeastern part of the empire. Some commodities are classified as monopolies, and monopoly means great rewards. No one dared to do that when Wren was there, but after Wren left, someone started to play with the idea. Like many people who are lucky, they naively think that even if I do a little secretly, I may not be able to find out.

People have brought evil into this world from the moment they were born, and after the monopoly was taken back by Rennes, the Chamber of Commerce in Ortlenburg was monopolized, which did make some people rich first. When a small group of people becomes rich, a new class will inevitably be formed, and this class will not lead more people into this class in a glorious manner, but will use the power in their hands to close the door and forbid others to enter. What's the point of being rich if you can't reflect the disparity between them?

In fact, there is no class in this world, and class first appeared in people's hearts, and some people deliberately created classes in order to make themselves different!

The fact that the concealed monopoly was spreading at prices lower than those set by Wren would not do Ortrenburg any harm, but in fact it would ruin Wrenburg's monopoly business. Ortlenburg is in an awkward geographical position, with no specialties and no output, and finally Rennes has found a way to make money, but these people want to destroy the interests of the whole for their own personal interests.

After the first person to trample on the rules appears, there will be a steady stream of followers. Wren also knew very well that Ortlenburg was not a utopia, and that there would inevitably be all kinds of contradictions and conflicts in the city, and he hoped that these contradictions and conflicts would be manageable.

These people just didn't let him get his wish.

In just one year, some people have sprouted solidly, and the killing intent in Wren's heart has boiled, since these people are so forgetful, then use blood to deepen their memories.

He looked at Ogles and nodded heavily, "Give them a lesson that's big enough for them to remember for a lifetime!"

"As you wish!", the housekeeper grandfather owes himself, and this is what he has been doing all his life, obeying, and unswervingly carrying it out.

Wren left Ortlenburg the same day, taking Jasmine and Saul to the Salme Mountains. At this time, the Church had already accumulated a large number of armed forces in Ortrenburg, and if it weren't for the sudden outbreak of the Reichstag reform, which caused a sensation throughout the Empire, they might have entered the Byronic Empire to preach the theory that the God of Light and all the gods are sons of the Father. With these two protectors, Wren didn't have to worry about his safety, and he didn't plan to go deep into the Salme Mountains.

The climate in the jungle contrasts dramatically with the outside of the jungle, where temperatures have dropped to a few degrees and temperatures below freezing at night. But in the middle of this dense forest, the temperature is still fifteen or six degrees. At this time, the forest is exceptionally quiet, the birds and insects have disappeared without a trace, and even the roars of beasts that can be occasionally heard outside the forest in summer cannot be heard. The animals are hibernating in the cold temperatures, and the whole forest is like falling asleep.

After contacting Aphro, Wren chose to conclude the pact at the Miracle Corridor. Tutu's dream of being a barbarian king has been shattered, and what he did has forced the black barbarians to the edge of a cliff, and the person responsible for making the alliance this time is also Tutu. The idea of the black barbarian is very simple, such a humiliating thing should be done by sinners.

About five kilometers into the forest, he saw a camp, and Harvey greeted him with a smile and his men.

As the biggest winner of this killing order, Harvey was already happy to close his mouth.

While others were still fighting to snatch a black barbarian head, he had already aimed his butcher knife at the three thousand black barbarian slaves he had kept in captivity. Three thousand heads in exchange for combat exploits were enough to make him knighted, and his respect for Wren was unprecedented.

A year ago he was one of the few slave traders, and now he has become an Imperial Baron.

He wore an exaggerated leopard fur coat and saluted Wren respectfully, but no matter how you look at it, it gives people a sense of comical like a monkey.

Even if a pariah wears a beautiful dress and wears a crown, the lowliness in his bones will not make him look like a real emperor!