In the evening, invite some enthusiastic well-wishers to dinner, help with the real estate certificate, arrive home at 12:10, and immediately code out a chapter after arriving home, sorry everyone. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info will be more in a few days, which is considered compensation for the instability of this time, sorry.

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As the well-deserved protagonists in the past few days, Huter and Rice are trying their best to suppress the group of guys under them who are scarlet and scarlet as if they have eaten raw meat for revenge. To be able to make a career of their own in this notorious city, it is absolutely impossible without a certain amount of skill and wisdom, precisely because they are not stupid and very smart, they have all seen some clues from this incident. But nine times out of ten, life is not as good as you want, you know that the next step is a pit, and sometimes you have to step on it without hesitation.

It was getting late, and a thief pretended to be walking among the few pedestrians, his eyes always fixed on other people's pockets rather than at the road. As a good thief, he has an excellent eye, and even through his clothes, he can guess how much money is in someone's pocket. This time he had been shoplifting for almost two hours, but he had not found a satisfactory object, only that there were too many poor people in the city.

Of course, it is not that there are no rich people, those smugglers and big slave owners are all rich, but these people are not on his hunting list. Neither the former nor the latter is the object of his offense. The former would beat him up and cut off one of his fingers. The latter simply put him in a cage as a slave and sent him to another city to be sold.

Just when he thought he might get nothing today, he suddenly saw a target. That man was dressed no different from the others, and if it weren't for his skill and careful observation, he might have missed the target. The bottom of the man's pocket sank slightly, causing the top of the pocket to turn out slightly, and the corners of the coat on both sides were slightly upturned, indicating that the man's pocket contained something heavy.

What would a normal person have in their pocket? It must be a copper coin or a silver coin, and it would never be a stone. From the fullness of the bottom of the man's pocket, and his vast experience, it was concluded that the man probably had a silver coin or two in his pocket, as well as some copper coins. Such a goal is the best goal, and you must know that one silver coin can be exchanged for 1,170 copper coins at the current exchange rate. Stealing from the poor for an afternoon is not necessarily comparable to the income of a silver coin.

He immediately stepped into character, turned into an ordinary passerby, and leaned towards the man. The man didn't seem to realize that he had been targeted by a thief until the two sides staggered.

The moment the man was squeezed by the thief, the thief noticed that something was wrong. His wrist was tightly grasped by the fat sheep, and he couldn't break free, and the other party's face also showed a hideous killing intent. The thief panicked, and struggled and cried out, "Hell, what are you doing with me?" Help, there's a madman here, who's going to help me?", he said, and with the other hand in his bosom, he felt the handle of the dagger.

Thieves like to hide their weapons in their arms, because when they are caught, they put their hands in their arms for the reason of "I'll give you back the money", and if they say that they want to change money while touching their waists, they are afraid that they will be killed just after making this gesture.

Unfortunately, the thief did not know that the reason why this fat sheep appeared on this street was to be stolen. They are all Brotherhood people, and they have gone crazy for revenge, and even Hut can't stop them. The God of Light once said that everyone has the right to pursue happiness and the right to revenge. We give us happiness when others give us, and we give us death when others give us death.

Immediately, five or six more people gathered around, squeezing the thief firmly in the middle. Before the thief could call his friends, he felt a sudden pinprick pain in his lower abdomen. The pain spread rapidly, making him incontinent with his fear. The fat sheep and his accomplices disappeared into the crowd in an instant, leaving him alone. The thief looked at the tip of the dagger piercing his lower abdomen dripping with blood, and a feeling of weakness filled his body, and he staggered a few steps to the ground, his body gradually becoming cold under the cold wind.

Hutt gritted his teeth and took his family to the street, to fight Rice to the death. After pondering it all this time, he had discovered that he and Rice had been abandoned by the whole of Oltlenburg. The old fox friends broke off contact with him and Rice at the first battle, and Harvey's decent men even beat and expelled the messengers they had sent, making a firm stand - waiting for meat.

Hutter was no longer a fluke, so he was completely prepared.

By noon, he had spent most of his savings to buy a safe back road from a smuggler. Regardless of whether he wins or loses, if he arrives before the camp closes, the merchant will shelter him and send him to another city.

Although the abandonment of his family business made Hutt almost want to kill, the will to survive kept him calm.

In the night, the cold light in his eyes kept flickering, Hu Te tightened the long knife in his hand, looked at the group of people on the opposite side, and raised his arm high, "Kill!"

A night of bloodshed.

Alma's mental state at this time was extremely complicated, and the thin piece of paper in her hand was the ultimate target of hundreds of people fighting a few streets away. This thin piece of paper broke up Ortlenburg's defense against Rennes, and was even countered by the generals, allowing these former allies to fight hard. Tonight, almost all the forces were watching that fight, but Wren didn't. He sent someone to contact Alma, and sent her the heart of the whole matter, the title deed of the manor representing the Golden Ring of the Imperial Capital.

Faced with the title deed advertised outside for millions of gold coins, Alma was naturally moved. What are those people dying for? Isn't it just this thin piece of paper?

For a moment, Alma's heart raced, and the blood rushed into her brain, and her whole body was dizzy. She wanted to secretly leave Ortrenburg with this title deed and fly away.

Go to a place where no one knows her and start a new life of your own.

In the end, reason prevailed over desire, and she decided to follow Wren's instructions and send this piece of paper to the place designated by Wren.