"Is this carriage yours behind?" asked the soldier at the city gate, pointing to the carriage behind the farmer. The soldiers didn't dare to get too close to the crop, and the strong smell of sweat still made them stay away, so they just inquired, and had no intention of searching.

"No! No, do you look like a man who can buy a carriage?" the farmer spread his hands and hurriedly waved his hands, making a bitter face. As soon as the action was made, the smell of sweat became more obvious.

"That's so much nonsense! No, it's not, since it's not yours, you won't be taxed for your carriage into the city! Hurry up!" the senior man standing on one side looked impatient, pinched his nose and hurriedly waved the man into the city. Originally, the weather was a little stuffy and upset, this person was here to block the people who delayed the people who entered the city behind, and he was full of foul smell, so he didn't have a good face to show this person at all.

When the man heard this, he immediately thanked him, grabbed the farm tools and hurried towards the city, because of the foul smell on his body, everyone along the way automatically gave way to a way.

"Is this carriage from your caravan?" asked the high-ranking man, glancing at a procession behind the carriage with merchant flags, and asked in a loud voice, the arrogance in his words.

"No, no," a person stood out behind the carriage, and hurriedly waved his hand to deny, "There is no caravan's merchant flag on this carriage at all, how can it be our caravan."

"Where is the owner of this carriage?" asked the man in a higher position directly and loudly, but no one came forward.

"Do you want this carriage or not, if you don't want it, I'll take it to the army!" the man looked a little more agitated, and shouted loudly as he walked straight towards the carriage.

Looking around, I saw that the carriage seemed to be new, and the horses were extremely strong and docile, and they were good horses.

Presumably, the owner of this carriage is reluctant to give up this carriage, and then he can take the opportunity to extort a sum of money. Thinking of this, my mood suddenly improved a lot, and my interest also increased, and I exhaled a few times, but there was still no response.

"Don't you want this carriage?" the higher man frowned slightly, and muttered in a low voice, but it was the peak time to enter and leave the city, and he couldn't let this carriage stop outside this door all the time to delay things, so he directly ordered the people around him, "Move this carriage to another place", and as he spoke, he was about to turn around and go back to the place where he was.

'Hey, there's someone in the carriage?' A gentle breeze blew, bringing a hint of coolness, and at the same time drawing the man's attention to what was behind the curtain of the carriage that had been lifted slightly.

'It's obvious that there are people, but I see a human face,' the man said in his heart.

Seeing that someone stepped forward to pull the reins and led the carriage aside, the person with a higher position hurriedly shouted, "Slow!", and suddenly everyone present was stunned, and some people looked at him puzzled.

"People in the carriage, what do you want to hide in the carriage?"

A shout was raised, but no response was received.

"I saw you hiding in the carriage, don't think about it, you can avoid the city tax!" shouted again, but there was still no response.

But at this time, the onlookers not only looked at the man who shouted and shouted, but also looked at the carriage, wondering if what the man said was true.

Seeing that the people in the carriage still didn't move, this person felt a little embarrassed, especially after he had drunk so loudly a few times.

Immediately feeling angry, he directly drew his long sword and jumped up to stand on the carriage.

"I'm warning for the last time!" said in a cold tone, not tolerating any resistance.

But there was still no movement in the carriage, and seeing that the onlookers began to bow their heads and discuss, they suddenly felt that they had lost face, and they were angry, and directly stabbed their long swords, picked up the curtain of the carriage, and several white figures rolled down from the carriage, and after they landed, everyone was in an uproar. The man with the sword had already turned pale and bloodless by this time.

There were a large number of corpses hidden inside the carriage, and the white figure that rolled down was a few of them.

"Get everyone under control! Get me back the farmer just now!" a loud shout spread throughout the city gates.

At this time, such a scene happened not only at the city gates, but also in various places within the city of Lente. Several strange ownerless carriages were parked all over the city, and they were undoubtedly not all filled with corpses.

"Is it Angelo's brothers?" shouted someone outside the house as there was a knock on the door.

"Exactly, I don't know who you are?" Angelo hesitated when he opened the door, two of the people outside the door were wearing armor, and they were holding two large oil sticks that burned in the dark night, illuminating Angelo's entire street.

Angelo vaguely felt that the armor of these people looked a little familiar, and he didn't know where he had seen it, but now the emotions of surprise were far greater than the others, and he couldn't afford to think about them one by one.

During this period of time, Angelo and others have not moved out of their original place. When others see each other, they often call each other by name, but there are also those who can't remember everyone's name, which is often referred to by the Angelo brothers.

"These people are from the law enforcement team," Jean, who was standing behind Angelo, had sharp eyes and directly revealed the identities of these comers.

The visitor nodded slightly, indicating that his identity was indeed as he had guessed.

"What's the urgency of the guys?" said Gene, pretending to be polite, but secretly looking at Angelo. At this time, Angelo was also looking at him, and both of them were surprised, obviously not knowing what these people meant.

The visitor was not in a hurry to answer, but looked at the two of them before saying, "Now there are only the two of you in the house?"

"There are two other brothers," Angelo laughed.

"How many of you are there?"

"Seven"

"Where did the other three go?"

"Went out to play"

"Play?"

"Yes!"

The man stared at the two Jeans, and then saw the other two in the room, York and the drunkard, through the cracks.

sighed, and suddenly it was not as serious as just now, and the whole face also eased.

"Guys, could it be that something happened to the three brothers I went out?" Angelo suddenly thought and asked directly.

"Do you know what happened at the city gate tonight?"

"We really don't know. Jean and Jean looked at each other and shook their heads. The three people who went out had their own tasks, and one of them went to find out the news, and now he has not returned, so what he said about this person is only a blank.

"Later in the evening, a carriage appeared at the city gate, and the carriage was full of corpses, three of which were identified as your brothers," and as he finished speaking, the man stared at the expressions of Jean and the others.