Lin Qi and the others relied on Vic's natural divine eyes to look out from a distance, and Burn Hamm and they directly relied on strong force to rush into the small courtyard.

But the small courtyard in Spider Alley was empty, as if a temporary old man had opened his toothless mouth and was frantically mocking Lin Qi in the distance and Al Hamm in the distance. There was no one in the small courtyard, not even a single human hair, and the fluttering lights were like ghost fires, revealing a compelling cold.

Nearly three miles away from the courtyard, on a hill overlooking a small river, there is a very low-key house surrounded by green trees. Low-key means that the house is very small, with a radius of more than 100 meters; low-key means that the color of this small courtyard is very stable, and it is generally made of brown and black materials; low-key means that although this small courtyard is inconspicuous, every brick, tile, beam and column is made of the best building materials, but it uses the extreme simplicity to cover up their original light.

There is a small building in the small courtyard, the building is three stories high, and the top floor is about ten meters from the ground, from which you can just overlook a small courtyard in the business district.

Wearing a cyan silk robe, the unicorn dragon with three teeth and claws embroidered in front of and behind him made Jiang Yong also have a little more murderous aura out of thin air. With a strange smile on his pale face, he held a two-foot-long metal cylinder in his hand, and was peeking at what was happening in the small courtyard three miles away through a few pieces of clean and unusual crystal pieces embedded in the metal cylinder.

The lame man who had changed into a neat dress stood in the corner of the small building, smiling at the dark sky outside the window.

On a stool in the middle of the small building sat a weak young man, who at first glance seemed to be twenty years old, but on closer inspection he seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old. A very light, very thin, very supple yellow hair was gently plucked on his shoulders, and this young man's figure was weak and small, and he looked like a malnourished bean sprout.

A silver tiger fur coat wrapped around the young man's frail body, and he opened his mouth from time to time to cough softly. He looked at the metal cylinder in Jiang Yong's hand curiously, and waited for Jiang Yong to retract the metal cylinder into a half-foot-long cylinder before he asked him with a smile: "This is the latest thing that those goblins have made?" Can people really see the scene from miles away?"

Jiang Yong handed the cylinder to this Qingdong and nodded with a smile.

"Those goblins, dwarfs, and obscenities, have a natural talent for these tricks. Isn't this clairvoyant mirror just what they tossed?" Jiang Yong looked at the young man holding the metal cylinder in both hands proudly: "This thing is a rare commodity in the West, but in our imperial dynasty, this treasure is really rare. ”

The young man tinkered for a while and saw the scene in the distance through the small crystal piece, and he couldn't help but sigh: "It's good, but in the Western Continent, who dares to make such a thing? Who dares to use it if it is made? During the Hundred Years of Land Island War, it seems that a dwarven craftsman made a similar thing, but his entire family was burned at the stake. ”

Jiang Yong smiled brightly: "This is the meaning of the church, how can we mortals interject?"

Soon Jiang Yong changed the conversation, he pointed in the direction of the small courtyard, sneered and said to the lame man: "Fortunately, the lame boss reported the news, otherwise our family would have been blocked." Those people in black armor are not easy to deal with, and if we are entangled by them, our family will be in big trouble. ”

The cripple smiled and said nothing.

The weak young man sighed softly, he shook his head, and a little weakly supported his chin with his hand on the armrest of the sofa: "Mr. Jiang Yong, you said that someone will be a thief to his grandfather's seal? is this true?"

Jiang Yong looked at him honestly: "Your Highness, please rest assured, we know the cause and effect of this matter very well, that person has even infiltrated the imperial capital, but recently Ling Zu is not in the imperial capital, so he can't do it." But just wait for Ling Zu to return to the city, that is the time for him to make a move. ”

The weak young man frowned, he lowered his head and thought for a while, and nodded slowly: "No matter who he is, my grandfather's seal is related to the honor of the empire. If the kings and nobles of other countries on the Western continent knew that their grandfather's seal had been stolen, our Gallic Empire would be truly disgraced. ”

With a sigh, the young man turned back and smiled at the cripple: "You have done a good job this time, if you can really catch that daring sinner, I will reward you." Only, where is that man now?"

The lame man smiled very flatteringly, and he said in a low voice: "Your Highness Bhikkhus, the old slave's men can only move around the dock area, and it is impossible to monitor the entire Boleri. If that person has really arrived in the imperial capital, if he is lurking somewhere waiting for the opportunity to commit a crime, then he must be hiding in a place where my people can't reach him. ”

The bhikshu sighed, "Where, then, is the place where your people can't touch it?"

The lame man's eyes were very gloomy, and there was a ruthless fanaticism in his anti-depression eyes: "In the imperial capital, my people can't freely enter and exit the places to inquire about the news, only the Nancheng business district. You know, it's the territory of the camel, and my family has made a covenant with his family, and my men cannot set foot in his territory.

Jiang Yong raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth were raised as if he was smiling.

Bhikkhus frowned, and he nodded slowly: "So, who is this camel called a camel?"

The cripple said quickly, "He is the person of His Highness Latus, that is, the person of your cousin. Of course, his shop pù nominally has nothing to do with His Royal Highness Latus, but in fact, eighty percent of his annual profits are paid!"

Bhikshu shook his head in disgust, and he sighed again very unhappily: "Really, I don't want to get involved in the fight between the eldest uncle and the third uncle. But, however, who let this matter matter matter the honor of grandfather and empire?"

The monk looked at Jiang Yong with a smile, his smile was full of enthusiasm that Yihe couldn't refuse: "Mr. Jiang Yong, can you help me get rid of the camel? If he is gone, the cripple can help you better find out where that person is hiding." What do you think?"

Faintly, like a resentful woman in the deep palace, the bhikshu said softly, "Of course, I have people who can do this, but I can't come into conflict with my dear cousin! ”

Jiang Yong smiled and replied cleanly: "Take our family to him!"

Jiang Yong had a smile on his face, but the anger in his heart had already risen to the sky. These uncivilized barbarians, wild monkeys who haven't shed their fur yet, these rednecks are so poor, they actually dare to use Jiang Gonggong Jiang as a gunman? Hey, you are really bold!

If it weren't for the fact that the Gallic Empire was tens of thousands of miles away from the huge empire in the east, Jiang Yong would have persuaded his master to send a light cavalry to behead the royal family of the Gallic Empire! In addition to his master, there was also his master's father, who would dare to use him as a gun?

The fire of resentment was burning in his heart, and Jiang Yong was now eager to slap the monk in the face. But for the sake of his convenience in Berailey, Jiang Yong answered the request of the bhikkhus with a smile on his face.

Half an hour later, under the personal leadership of the lame, Jiang Yong and the eighteen subordinates he brought with him came to the private residence of the leader of the underground world in the Nancheng business district. This is a mansion located in the center of the business district, covering an area of dozens of acres, surrounded by lively commercial streets, it is really a precious place for every inch of land.

Several bronze hats emerged from the darkness like ghosts, and one of them lowered his voice and shouted from afar: "What are you doing at such a late hour? Put down your weapons and wait for ......."

Jiang Yong didn't even look over there, a subordinate behind him waved his hand lightly, and several three-inch long cow hairs shot out silently, and the bodies of several copper hats suddenly froze. A tiny hole appeared in their brass helmet, barely visible to the naked eye, and the Ox Hair Cult shot through their helmet, piercing through their eyebrows and into the depths of their brains.

A chilling terrifying power poured out from the cow hair needle, and only a few 'clicks' were heard, and the heads of several copper hats suddenly exploded into a large area of red, red, white and white ice slag. Several headless corpses fell heavily to the ground, and the lame man watched this strange and terrifying scene, and his legs almost sat on the ground.

Only then did he realize how terrifying the people he chose to work with, the people who promised him sky-high rewards.

"Let's go, while it's still dark, send that camel boss on the road!" Jiang Yongyin laughed a few times, and slowly pulled out a four-foot-two-inch-long soft carving from his belt. With an understatement, the heavy courtyard gate in front of him shattered into countless sawdust like rotten wood that had weathered for tens of thousands of years, and a line of ghostly cyan figures rushed into the courtyard silently.

The one-horned dragons on the placket danced in the wind, and they opened their mouths as if they were longing for a sacrifice of flesh and blood.

Hot blood flowed from the gate, down the stairs into the street, and then slowly froze into a layer of blood-colored ice. The cripple retreated step by step, looking in horror at the ever-increasing area of blood ice.

One after another people living in the house were grabbed from the hot room by Jiang Yong's subordinates, and their heads were cut off with a sword near the courtyard gate.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of human heads were piled up on the ground to form a small mountain, and finally the familiar human head of the lame man was placed on the highest part of the hill.

The head of the camel, the head of the camel that Si did not look at, until Si, he did not know who killed him.

The cripple finally couldn't stand up straight, and he sat down on the ground with a heavy ass, and let out a hoarse howl.

The cry immediately alarmed many creatures that had been haunting the night, and sirens quickly sounded from all directions.

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