Torres sighed and asked, "Do you have a code for doing things?"

Colin thought for a moment and asked, "What are the guidelines?"

Torres replied: "Duty and responsibility, moral standards!"

Colin sneered: "What you said means a lot, but for me, those who benefit me, I am good, and those who hate me, I will kill them!"

Torres sighed and said, "If I had half your heart, I'm afraid I wouldn't have ended up where I am today!"

Colin laughed, "You only make me despise you when you say that!"

"Oh, I thought you'd comfort me!" Torres laughed at himself. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"No, I can understand you, but you don't understand me, I have no father or mother since I was a child, and my grandfather raised me from the town, but do you know that the town is very small, and the bullying I have been subjected to since I was a child cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences, can you understand?"

Torres was silent for a while, and sighed: "My mother died early, and my stepmother treated me well, it's hard for me to understand!"

"Yes!" Colin said with a smile, "As the heir of the family, you will be a lord, a lord, and a nobleman in the future. As for me, my grandfather was an alcoholic since I was a child, and my biggest dream when I was a child was nothing more than to be the mayor of the town, but the older I was, the more I wanted to get out of the town to see, and finally I got the opportunity, so I cherish every opportunity I get, and the year I came out also let me see the truth of this world!"

Colin sneered and read word by word: "Kill people and set fire to the gold belt, build bridges and repair roads, and there are no corpses." ”

Torres was completely stunned, he clenched his fists tightly, and he didn't even react when his nails cut his palms, he just stupidly repeated Colin's words: "Kill people and set fire to the gold belt, build bridges and repair roads without corpses!"

Torres's heart is full of memories of the past, his father was forced to die, he had no way out, his so-called morality, his so-called pride did not bring him any good, but became more and more miserable, is it always the reason why he is too stupid? Or is this world not what he imagined at all! Is he wrong all these years?

Colin sneered: "Don't expect anyone, you can only rely on yourself, maybe others can give you a chance, but it is always you who grasps the opportunity!" Colin knocked on the carriage after speaking, the carriage slowly stopped, Colin opened the door and said to Torres: "You go and figure it out yourself, if you find that you have figured it out, you can come back to me at any time!"

Torres was tempted to tell Colin that he could never be a thoughtless knife, but he didn't say anything, just got out of the carriage and walked back to his place in a daze.

When he sighed and walked to his house, he found that his door was open, and there were a lot of his clothes thrown outside the door, he thought that a thief was coming, and rushed in, but he saw that the house was in a mess, a middle-aged man was constantly turning his things, and on the sofa there was a security officer, slowly drinking a cup of tea.

Torres roared, "Stop!"

The middle-aged man seemed startled, but when he looked back at Torres, he smiled contemptuously and mocked: "Ouch, this is not the tenant who rented my room!"

Torres saw that the middle-aged man was indeed his landlord, "But, why did you throw my things out, I still want to live there!"

"I won't rent it anymore!" replied the middle-aged man indifferently.

"Why?" Torres was a little angry, "I remember I didn't owe you rent!"

"You give me fart rent, you are a bunch of shit!" The middle-aged man actually scolded, pointing at Torres's face and yelling: "The rent you gave is not enough for more than half of the money I gave that bastard stick!"

Torres was speechless, he could only murmur, "But I don't know!"

The middle-aged man showed a mocking expression, "Just make it up, I'll tell you, the madman and the stick have been killed, if you don't run away, I'll let the master of the security department arrest you!"

As soon as the landlord's voice fell, the vigilante who was sitting like a mountain finally stood up, squinted at Torres with disdain, and asked, "Are you a subordinate of Mad Dog and Stick?"

Torres shook his head, but the landlord shouted: "My lord, he is the stick man, he was brought by the stick when he rented the house, I remember it very well!"

The vigilante nodded and yelled at Torres, "That's right, I remember seeing you too!"

Torres smiled helplessly, he remembered that when he came to rent a house, he also asked the stick why this nice room would be rented at such a cheap price, the stick laughed and told him that the landlord's wife and lover were blatantly cheating at home, but the landlord didn't dare to stop it when he saw it, crying and begging them to help him get angry, so the landlord owed them a favor, and the stick also laughed at the landlord in front of him, and the landlord's cowardly expression at that time seemed to be vivid.

Even he had seen this security guard more than once, in the middle of every month, the stick would ask the security officer to come to the base to collect money, and when this security officer saw the stick, he never dared to call the stick by his name, and even had a stammering expression.

But now, the day after the mad dog and the stick fell, the men immediately turned their faces, and their expressions now made Torres feel cold.

Seeing that Torres was silent, the anger of the security officer gradually came up, and he yelled at Torres: "You get out of here, don't let me see you in Pol City in the future!"

Torres wanted to tell them that he was still a nobleman, a baron, and that there was absolutely no problem in sending these commoners and officials, but if he did, it would be better to kill two people directly.

Torres said to the landlord: "I want to stay for a few more days, and when I find a house, I will move, and I will calculate the room fee for these few days!" After speaking, Torres took out a magic crystal card with five hundred gold coins from his pocket, the landlord showed a greedy expression, and the security officer coughed and motioned for the landlord to take it.

Waiting for the landlord to take the magic crystal card, he said with a smile: "Then you stay, I'll come back in five days!" After speaking, he wanted to leave with the security officer.

No matter how stupid Torres was, he sensed that something was wrong, so he stopped the owner and said, "There's no need to charge me so much money, you better find me the rest first!"

The landlord's face changed and he said, "I don't have so much money on me, besides, my house is here, I can't run!"

Torres didn't move, and continued: "If that's the case, let's make a note first!"

The landlord immediately changed his face and scolded: "You bitch, you still want to blackmail me!"

The vigilante showed a hideous expression, grabbed Torres's shoulder and said, "Boy, I'm afraid you have to go with me today!"

As soon as the vigilante finished speaking, he felt a chill in his chest, and a dagger was inserted in his chest, and the vigilante looked at Torres in amazement, and at some point, Torres' eyes had turned red.

Torres gently pulled out the dagger, looked at the landlord who was already stunned, and with a wave of his right hand, a red line appeared on the landlord's neck, and then blood gushed out, the landlord collapsed on the ground holding his neck, looking at Torres with a frightened face, he would never have thought that this well-mannered young man would be so terrible and terrifying after becoming a demon.

Torres's mind was very messy for a while after the killing, he sat on the sofa a little dazedly, and didn't care whether the teacup on the table had been used by others, he drank it all, and found half a bottle of spirits under the cabinet, and poured it directly into his mouth, his neck seemed to be burned by the fire, and his whole body began to heat up, Torres smashed the wine bottle, took out the magic crystal card from his arms on the roof, and strode out.

Soon after Torres walked out, a neighbor noticed the tragic situation in the house, and although he was shocked at first, he calmed down, and did not go to the Sheriff's Office to report the crime, but walked into the room, gently closed the door, found a lot of valuable items from the house, and then gently closed the door, and walked home very calmly.

Torres walked down the streets of Pol in a daze, he didn't know where he should go, let alone what his future was, he suddenly wanted to cry, he missed home, he missed his parents, he missed the old housekeeper at home, he wanted the pony he had raised since childhood, Torres's tears began to flow, attracting the attention of passers-by around him, he wiped away his tears and strode forward.

Colin did not return to the Black Beauty Tavern, but returned to the Cathedral of Punishment, today is Mass Day, and Bishop Lawrence is presiding, but at the side door of the Cathedral, at this time there is a neat line of cavalry, these Knights of Punishment are fully armed, heavily armored, and look majestic and murderous.

When Colin got out of the carriage, several servants with armor ran to Colin to help him put on the armor, and one led a horse, after Colin stepped on the horse, Deacon Roger and a punishment knight each rode out of the side door on a tall horse, the punishment knight looked mottled and old in a heavy helmet, and a terrible beast was carved on it, Colin immediately remembered that this punishment knight was the one next to him when he had a meeting in the small church outside the city last time.

The Punishment Knight's mount did look like a horse, but it was too tall and strong, half a meter taller than the tallest horses of the other knights, and it was covered in pimpled muscles, and it never seemed to use force to walk, but it carried a sense of intimidation, and when it passed by the other horses, it clearly felt that the horses were afraid of it.

Seeing that Colin was ready, Roger smiled and asked, "Which one shall we go to first?"

Colin laughed, "I'm afraid we'll only have to go to one!"

"Why?" asked Roger, puzzled.

"I think the commander's grandson should have been picked up, and soon, someone will take the initiative to talk to the teacher!"

Roger sneered, "If he thinks he can escape, then he is too naïve!