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Poulce was restless in the police station, and he and Kent paid a lot of money to hire four black priests to ambush Wren, but they didn't get an inch, and it seemed that they didn't even touch a single hair of Wren. It would be impossible not to be angry, but he had paid fifty gold coins, and he had not used them at all to return so much money. The black priests are all guys who only recognize money and not people, and once they give money, they will dispatch once, and they have no sense of responsibility as a killer at all.

Of course, this also has to do with their success rate and the series of consequences of blatant assassination.

The inexplicable death of a person is more shocking than the assassination of Zhengdaguang, and it must be the latter that is more shocking, and it can also make people feel more frightened and afraid. That's what they called in the Black Priests. Once Wren is assassinated in broad daylight, there will be too many things they can do, and some people will understand the indestructible truth of who is the real boss in the city.

It's just that no one expected that Blair, Wren's lackey, would actually successfully protect Wren's safety, which is frustrating.

The news of the accident at the casino was reported as soon as possible, and after Poole found out, he had Kent informed. At this time, it is impossible to say that Poole does not regret it, is not afraid, and he was also watching from the city gate that day, and he knew very well in his heart, Wren must have seen the problem and knew that it was their hands. So this hand Poole is reluctant to show his head, he does not deny it, because he is afraid of Wren's revenge.

Unlike Kent, Ortlenburg was still legally under the direct jurisdiction of the Crown, and Wren was only an employee of the Crown, employed by the Crown and responsible for the management of the city. His power must not be as absolute as that of the lords, who have absolute power over the city. Wren can appoint and dismiss the post of captain of the garrison, but he cannot let his own wishes appoint and remove the officer of the city defense army, and must apply to the capital, and the head of the military department in the capital of Bell can decide before he can make the choice of appointment and dismissal.

So he threw the matter to Kent, so that Wren would not find his mistakes, and there was no reason to remove a city guard from the position of captain, even if you were a nobleman. What's more, he is not a nobody, and he can say a little bit. Kent doesn't care, anyway, Wren can't do anything with him, and the application for appointment and appointment and dismissal order can't come down all at once, so let him carry Lei.

It's just that he is getting more and more uneasy at the moment, and he always feels that something strange is quietly breeding, and his eyelids are jumping very hard, and he always feels that something big is about to happen. While he was fidgeting, a guard ran in panting, bent over with his hands on his knees, gasping for air, "Ha...... Ha, boss, something is wrong...... Ha...... , Kent Boss he...... , he's dead!"

Poulce jerked to his feet, walked up to the guard in a few steps, grabbed him by the collar and pulled him up. The man immediately began to tremble, and there was no one in the entire garrison who was not afraid of Pouls, on the one hand, he was afraid that he would collude with the power of the upper and lower levels, and on the other hand, Pouls was square, and his face every day made people feel inexplicably afraid.

"Say it again, say it carefully, I'll kill you if it's wrong!", Puls intimidated his subordinates, and at the same time was intimidated by the city lord who was sitting in the city lord's mansion. How could Kent have died? How did he die? Was it the hand of the city lord? Am I next? What is he going to do with me? Is it an assassination or something else?

A series of unsolved doubts are devouring his reason little by little, and the guards dare to pretend to be warped. Gasping suddenly, he said quickly and clearly, "Several people have died in the casino, the city defense army has taken control of the situation, and when the Kent boss rode to the scene, he crashed into a board cart on Madou Street, and crushed two puppies when he threw them out." Then the parents of the puppy ...... It was the wild dog that bit the immobile Kent boss to death, but it was miserable, his neck was bitten off, and his intestines dragged all over the ground ....... ”

Unconsciously, the hand that grabbed the collar of his subordinate gradually loosened, and Puls asked in disbelief, "You mean...... Kent was bitten to death by a dog?"

Nodding, Puls was speechless. He let go of his hand and hesitated, "Get out!"

Sit down again, squint with your head propped up, and think, was he really bitten to death by a dog? But how do you listen to it, how do you feel like you're listening to a story, Kent was actually bitten to death by a dog?!

He sincerely felt ridiculous, ridiculous, and at the same time palpitated!

How could it be that he was really bitten to death by a dog?

He immediately stood up, took the deposit certificate of the Bell Capital Bank into his arms, packed his belongings, and immediately rode out of the city. How can there be such a coincidence in the world? A casino that does not necessarily have an accident once a year suddenly makes a big fuss, and kills people in broad daylight. As soon as Kent rode out on horseback, he crashed into the carriage and crushed two puppies to death, but was also killed by wild dogs in revenge. Neither the knightly novels nor the legends are so mysterious, and all the coincidences come together, and there are obvious traces of artificiality, maybe Kent was killed and blamed on the dog.

The man in the city lord's mansion is really ruthless, more like an Ortrenburger than an Ortrenburger, and he doesn't even say a little bit of aristocratic decency, but actually kills him silently! Today it's Kent, tomorrow maybe it's him Pool, let's go for the sake of my life. Anyway, if you have money in your pocket, where is it not a blessing?

Kent's family was in the capital, and the city was too chaotic for him to worry about his family living here. He didn't tell anyone alone, and left directly in a light car. After leaving the city gate, he ran directly on the official road, he was going to the capital to pick up his family and leave here, leave the province of Bell, go farther away, go to a place where Wren can't find it!

After running wildly for more than ten minutes, a large charred area appeared on the side of the road, and Pulse's unchanging face changed slightly. Why didn't you kill Wren at the time?

For a moment, he was stunned, and out of the corner of his eye, he found a person standing on the official road. He did not pull the reins to stop, but stabbed the horse under his seat with the spurs behind his leather boots. At this time, any wind and grass can make him feel fear! The horses neighed and sped up their speed, and the people standing on the official road turned their backs to the sun and looked down on their faces. Poole frowned and drew his longsword hanging from the saddle.

The black shadow drew its sword almost at the same time, and showed no sign of avoiding the galloping horse. In the sunlight, the long sword polished like a mirror flickered coldly, and the black shadow suddenly rose to the ground, and the sword flashed, and Puls watched a headless knight gallop out on a horse in his sight, and soon the horse's body was crooked and fell to the ground.

Blair tugged at the hair of the head in his hand and spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm on his face, "Damn, I waited so long to come." ”

He blew a whistle, and the horses in the distance, which were leisurely eating weeds, raised their heads at once, and then ran wild until they ran to Blair, arching him with his head. The soft, hot, wet tongue curled with the blood from Blair's hands, and the salt in the blood was tempting for the horses. After licking the blood off Blair's hands and arms, it seemed to want to lick the round thing.

"Get out of here, it's not dirty!", he pushed the horse's head away, turned on his horse, tugged at the reins, and ran out in the opposite direction to the city gate.

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Barto had a weed root in his mouth, and the sour taste kept his taste buds awake. Yesterday there was a job to be delivered, and a consignment of goods was to be sent to the city of Mutel, which was not too far from Ortlenburg, and to go one day and come back one day, for which the merchant was willing to pay a fee of fifty silver coins. Fifty silver coins is not a small amount, but for the mercenary group, this money is not the most important thing, the important thing is to let some novices get training.

Barto was particularly bored in Ortrenburg, so he followed this trip to Muttel for a night. Seeing that it was almost time to leave after lunch, the merchant approached him again and said that he was going to send another shipment back to Ortrenburg, but this time only thirty silver coins were given. Originally, he had to go back with or without him, and Barto didn't make a counteroffer, and he really didn't care about this money, especially when he had just received a huge amount of cash from Sarcomo, and he immediately agreed to the merchant's request.

There were not many goods to go back, three boxes, but they were particularly heavy, but fortunately it was not a burden for the carriage. Before it got dark, they finally saw the walls of Ortlenburg, but today Ortlenburg seems particularly strange. On weekdays, the walls of Oltlenburg were mostly unlit, and today I don't know why all the lights are lit and the gates are not closed.

Barto was at a strange moment, and a horse rushed out of the city gate and went straight in his direction. He immediately drew his sword and put his men on guard. It wasn't until he saw the man's face that Barto put away his sword.

"It's only been a day since you've been away and you've been thinking about me like that, and you're going to go out so far, say, what do you want or what do you want to do?", Barto is very ruthless to the outside, but very good to his own people. It's not that he's really such a person, but he's seen too many cases of stabbing in the back, and he knows the importance of firmly enveloping his subordinates, giving them the best treatment, and not letting them have two hearts.

But then, the man said something that made Bartow not close his mouth for a long time!

Kent is dead, Poole is missing, and now the city is in chaos!