The agitation in Ajaccio continued, with more and more citizens picking up the tawny piece of paper from the ground, browsing through Halled's crimes in anger and shock, and swarming towards his home in pairs.

The three streets around the house were already surrounded by water, and the angry citizens gathered around the house, and the citizens who were close to them grabbed an object next to them and threw it into the courtyard.

Those who were farther away raised their arms and shouted at Harled, who deserved to go to hell.

The servants in the mansion were already frightened, and hurriedly lifted all the tables, chairs and sofas out of the house and blocked the door, trying to prevent the citizens from breaking in.

However, such obstruction is completely futile.

The citizens outside the door quickly found a log as thick as a man's waist, used it as a striking log, and worked together to attack the iron gate again and again.

Under such a collision, the thumb-thin iron chain that was holding the gate also broke after a few dazzling sparks.

Angry citizens threw away the logs and poured into the mansion to search for Harled.

"Damn, where did he go!"

"No, I haven't found it here, what about you?!"

"I've searched all over it, but I haven't found it."

After turning the entire house upside down, the citizens did not find any sign of Harled, but found the two girls who had been kidnapped and tortured for several days in his room, which only added fuel to the anger of the citizens.

Seeing this, the citizens quickly turned their gaze to the servants who had collapsed and fell to their knees:

"Tell me, you dogs, where has Luck gone!"

Where had the pale servants seen such a battle, and hurriedly cried out:

"Sir, he ran away, he ran out from behind, we don't know where he went."

When the citizens heard this, they immediately looked at each other in annoyance, and gritted their teeth, but they didn't expect to be a step too late, and let the beast escape.

And just when the citizens were a little dazed, they only heard the crowd, and I don't know who suddenly shouted at the top of their voices:

"I saw Harley on the road, and he hid in the Governor's Palace!"

The citizens turned their heads suddenly, but they didn't find the person who spoke up, but they had heard the words clearly in their ears just now.

"I knew that Harold was appointed by Governor Poly, and he must have gone there."

"That's right, it's impossible for him to escape from Dongcheng District, so he can only hide in the Governor's Palace."

"Then we should..."

After being reminded by that voice, the citizens immediately reacted that it was impossible for Hardold to slip out of the East City under their noses, so the only possibility was the Governor's Palace.

Although the Governor's Mansion was a mysterious and solemn place in the minds of most citizens, now, looking at the pile of belongings in the Harley House, at the two girls who had been abused and abused, people couldn't help but clench their fists.

"You can't stop here." That's the only thing most citizens think right now.

"Friends, let's go to the Governor's Mansion to petition that Harold must be punished severely!"

As the leading citizens raised their arms and shouted, those citizens who were still a little hesitant also made up their minds and took steps towards the governor's palace firmly.

Lawrence, who was hidden in the crowd, quietly retreated to the end of the line, rubbed his screaming throat, and then turned into an alley without attracting anyone's attention.

......

In the patrol station, Shaun Sr. sensed that something was wrong and immediately recalled all the patrols outside.

Even Grosso and Ya'an, who were far away in Xicheng District, Old Sean sent someone to inform them to bring all the soldiers to gather and discuss the next countermeasures.

"My God, the last time I saw such a scene was when I besieged Ciro two years ago."

Old Sean looked at the empty streets outside and knew that most of the pedestrians had already run to Dongcheng District at the moment, so he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Grosso nodded, frowned slightly, and said:

"Then again, what about our Captain Fat Pig? I guess it's being hung up and beaten by the people now. ”

Old Sean waved his hand in disgust and said:

"I don't want to care about him, just wait for his body to be collected."

"Me too."

Grosso said, moving his gaze to the scraps of paper that had already been scattered throughout the city, and asked with some bewilderment:

"Then again, who made this thing? Such a large amount must have been premeditated for a long time. ”

Before old Sean could respond, he heard a calm answer suddenly come from the gate of the station:

"I planned it."

Everyone looked at the door in surprise, and after looking closely, they realized that it was Lawrence, who had not appeared in front of everyone for dozens of days.

"Lord Bonaparte! You, when did you come back? ”

Old Sean stood up in surprise and rushed to Lawrence's side in greeting.

Grosso also looked at Lawrence and the cloak in his hand in surprise, and then suddenly realized, and couldn't help nodding and saying:

"So that's the case, you kid has already returned to Ajaccio, and you planned all of this today?"

When Grosso saw that the people were mobilized so quickly, he vaguely sensed that there was someone behind this matter, but he didn't expect that this person would be Lawrence who had disappeared from the public for dozens of days.

Lawrence chuckled and nodded, then looked around at the heavily armed and ready patrols.

The patrolmen also stood still, with hundreds of fanatical glances focused on Lawrence, for whom there was only one commander from beginning to end, and that was Lawrence Bonaparte.

Lawrence walked slowly in front of each patrolman, but did not speak.

There was no need to make any more encouragement and mobilization for these most loyal subordinates, Lawrence was just making eye contact with them with a determined gaze.

And these patrolmen, after all this time through the disgusting management of Halled, also understood more clearly that they were not following the captain of the patrol at all, but only Lawrence Bonaparte himself.

"Lawrence, what are you going to do?"

Grosso stepped forward and whispered to Lawrence.

He knew very well that Lawrence had carefully arranged such a big battle and stirred up Ajaccio, especially the East City District, into a mess, and there must be another purpose.

Yaan and Old Sean also hurried up, looking at Lawrence nervously and expectantly, waiting for his orders.

Lawrence did not whisper back to the trio, but only nodded to them, and then walked among the patrolmen, confronted them, and commanded in a loud voice, as in the days of old days:

"Listen to the order, the riot in Ajaccio is moving to the Governor's Palace, our beloved Governor Poly and the councillors are in danger, now, everyone follow me to the governor's palace, protect the governor, and rescue the councillors!"