Yi Ge let out a few national syllables of the Dothraki that no one could understand, and the Arrak scimitar in his hand fell, and when there was a loud sound, all the people in the vicinity who were completely stunned trembled again.

People living in flea dens have seen fights and brawls, white knives go in and red knives come out, but they have never seen such a ruthless person.

The power of this sword is as if it contains the blood feud of several generations.

However, the bald black-bearded guy who cut out such a vicious sword did not have any viciousness on his face, but grinned, he held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and stretched out his little finger with the other hand to put his little finger on Yi Ge's forehead little by little, and said with a smile: "What is the blood opera troupe? Pour, pour, pour, pour me!"

Rumble!

Yi Ge fell on his back, his eyes widened, although he was dead of anger, his body's functions were still twitching instinctively, making his body move and twitch spasmodically. In any life, when the heart stops beating, the instinctive vitality of the body will be delayed for a while before it dies completely.

Esther and Bouz were stunned and suffocated.

Polivier was not in a hurry, he drew his long sword, wiped the blood from the sword on Yi Ge's corpse, put the long sword into the sheath, he took out a black object, picked it up and bit it in his mouth and blew it-beep!

A very sharp iron whistle with a very piercing power that the people of King's Landing had never heard before.

Soon, a carriage came galloping from the other side of the street, and the man who drove the carriage was so skilled that it came to a halt before Polivier, and the carriage stopped, showing the driver's extraordinary skill in controlling the horse.

Polivier stretched out his hand and picked up Esther and threw her into the carriage, Grandpa Buz was so shocked that he opened his mouth to shout for help, but he couldn't make a sound, Polivier smiled: "Old man, are you going to stay and be cut off by the blood troupe, or do you want to come with us." ”

“...... You guys...... I don't know you......" Old Man Bouz instinctively backed back.

In the carriage, Esther's mouth had been covered, the screaming stopped, and one of her outstretched legs outside the carriage was dragged into the curtain of the carriage.

The right side of Polivier's face twitched spasmally, and his heart was excited. He picked up Arrak's scimitar and removed the scabbard from Yigo's body. At the same time, the curtain of the wide carriage was opened, and a fellow who was not a good man at first glance jumped out of the carriage, and without saying a word, he grabbed the old man Booz by the waist, ran a few steps, and threw him into the carriage with a bang.

The old man felt that his waist was almost broken, and his heart ached.

“...... You guys...... Who is it...... What are you going to do......" The old man swallowed the pain and spoke.

However, no one answered his words, and no one paid any attention to him at all. The soldier jumped into the car and pushed the old man very roughly.

Polivier pointed at a dozen blue-faced and dumbfounded stall owners with Arak scimitars: "You guys, drag this corpse to the corner." He stretched out his leg and kicked Yi Ge's body, "Throw it in the garbage heap, remember my name, I'm from the Shield Islands of the Southern Rivers and Winds, and I'm Ellen Green, the knight of the Green family on Grey Shield Island." Polivier laughed, jumped into the carriage, and shrank into the curtain like a cat.

Until the carriage was out of sight, a dozen stall owners and street idlers watching from afar remained motionless.

They looked at Yi Ge's corpse on the ground and knew that this time there was a big trouble.

The blood drama class is not easy to mess with, but the other party seems to be even more difficult to mess with. With just one sword, he killed Yi Ge in the blood drama troupe. Although Yi Ge was defenseless, the fierceness and swiftness of that sword, and the ruthlessness of his hot hand were unprecedented.

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A wide luxury carriage departed from the streets of the Flea Nest and galloped forward, out of the streets of Flea, and turned left onto the main thoroughfare of the city, the Sisters of Silence.

At the end of Sister Silent Street is Triumph Square, the intersection of the city's four main thoroughfares.

The carriage passes through Triumph Square, turns right, and is opposite the majestic gate of the famous Alchemist's Guild, which is inhabited by pyromancers who specialize in the substance of wildfire.

The carriage ran up another major thoroughfare of the city, the Avenue of the Gods. Passing through the shoemaker's square, which had already begun to become lively, the groom swung his whip into the void and slammed it, and the two horses exerted their strength and went straight out of the gate of the gods. Not far from the Gate of the Gods, the avenue connects to the famous Golden Avenue.

At the edge of the woods at the intersection of the Golden Avenue, the Magic Mountain with eight fierce cavalrymen was waiting for the carriage. In the middle of the cavalry, there were two men with visible scars on their faces: Tob Mott, a master blacksmith, and Gendry, an apprentice blacksmith. The two of them looked depressed, and it seemed that they had been cleaned up by the Demon Mountain group, and finally became honest and obedient.

The carriage stopped, the curtain opened, and Polivier jumped out of the carriage, and the horseman dismounted with one of the horsemen in the carriage to meet Gregor Clegane.

"Mistress Gregor, Miss Esther and Old Man Buzz have brought it. Polivier knelt down on one knee to pay tribute to the high Gregor Clegane.

Gregor nodded: "Polivier, you did a good job, you invited Master Buzz so quickly." With a slight upward movement of his right palm, Gregor and the two horsemen rose.

Polivier grinned and said, "My lord, Miss Esther has already been here. ”

"Oh, you've already asked her?"

"Yes, sir. She was already a woman last month. ”

"Okay, do you like her?"

"My lord, if you want me to marry her, I will marry her. Polivier laughed, "I'm a knight, she's a commoner, and I should feel unworthy of her." ”

Gregor snorted in his nostrils, and the ten cavalry brothers laughed together.

Blacksmiths Tob Mott and Gendry were both angry and unspeakable.

Gregor drew his sword, the heavy sword as light as a small stick in his hand, and the sword lifted the curtain of the carriage, and the little girl in the carriage, Esther, hugged her grandfather Buzz tightly.

Gregor said, "Miss Esther, Master Buzz, don't be afraid, I'm Gregor Clegane, and this is Polivier Clegane, the knight. Esther's father had already betrothed her to the Polivier Knight, and here's his dowagon, take a look. Gregor pulled out a piece of parchment from his bosom, "Master Booz, do you know how to read?"

Booz nodded.

"Alright, Bolliver, show Master Bouz Bout's letter. ”

Polivier took the letter and threw it on the old man's body. The parchment rolled off the old man's body and fell into the carriage.

"Polivier, don't be disrespectful to the elderly. After you and Esther get married, Master Booz will be your grandfather. ”

"Uh, okay. Polivier jumped into the car, picked up the parchment letter and handed it to Bouz.

Booz took it, looked at it, and couldn't make a sound.

"Old man, don't blame your son Bout, he gambled in the Colosseum opened by Fangs and Rolger, lost a lot of money, and was about to be bitten off by Fangs, and I went to pay off his gambling debts. ”

The old man and the little girl were speechless, their eyes filled with tears and they were at a loss.

Gregor continued, "Old Man Bouz, Polivier Clegane is a knight of House Clegane, he is loyal, strong in martial arts, and not bad to his own people at all. If you agree to this affair, I will take you and Esther to live in the village of Klegane, and then let Esther and Polivier marry in the Seven Holy Churches. Since then, you've been my Gregor family and senior, and Esther has been my brother and sister. ”

"If you don't approve of this affair, I'll have Polivier rape Esther here now, and then you will be married in a carriage to Fort Clegane. Old man, do you agree or disagree with this family business, take a stand. ”

The old man glanced at Polivier who was eager to try, and then at his thin little granddaughter, and he nodded mechanically.

Gendry, the blacksmith's apprentice, heard the bruises on his neck burst out, and his bull's eyes were round, but he still dared not speak in anger. Although he had strength, any cavalryman around him could easily kill him.