In the second half of the Long Night Lady's salon, the auction officially began.

The guests walked to the side hall with smiles on their faces.

Not everyone is eligible for the auction, and Malinda is quite clever in setting the threshold, a threshold that is simply out of reach in the eyes of the common people, but there is hope for the efforts of the guests on the spot.

Some of the unqualified guests left, while others continued to stay in the salon with their friends over their glasses or with their new ladies in simple terms.

The waiters in the hall were left with only the necessary number of people, and the lights were dimmed so that the gentlemen and ladies could open their hearts and minds.

The musicians received their salaries and left with the departing guests.

Horse-drawn carriage after carriage drove away from Shiratori Street.

Edwin and Arthur had done some of the necessary costumes, and then they mixed in with the departing guests in their respective carriages.

The two seemed to be as secluded as possible, but for professionals, it was nothing, and when the carriage they were riding in left No. 6 White Bird Street one after the other, several carriages immediately followed.

Sitting in the carriage in front of him, Edwin reloaded the musket and watched the stalkers—no fools.

They're not going to do it in the White Bird neighborhood.

At least get out of the spring square,

The boulevard or the Garden Street further afield are good options.

The corner where the tree-lined path turns into Garden Street is particularly suitable.

Guessing where the guys might choose, Edwin picked up a musket and reloaded it.

There were a total of four firearms in the seat next to him and across from him, and in his hand were five.

Edwin, who knew that this was a fierce battle, knew that after a while, there would be no time to reload ammunition, and these five muskets were all his long-range firepower.

Then?

It's a white-knuckle battle!

'Hopefully Mr. Credos will hold out until then!' ’

Edwin prayed silently.

Even if he was convinced that his master's plan was foolproof, he also knew that Arthur, who was the focus of his enemies, was the most dangerous than his simple task of distracting the enemy.

Those guys aren't good at it.

It's a flock of vultures!

Not only fierce, but also well-trained!

'You must hold on until I support you!' ’

Edwin inserted one musket after another into the belt of the gun on his chest, the muzzle of the gun pointed diagonally upward, the dagger and dagger inserted into both waists, and the long sword on his back, the coachman picked up the two muskets and made the final preparations.

Wheels, wheels!

Soon, Edwin's carriage left Fountain Square and onto the tree-lined path.

Arthur's carriage had just entered the Spring Square.

Arthur's gaze swept over the patrol officer in the square outside the window who seemed to be patrolling very seriously, and slowly placed two bundles of bombs on his seat, the fuses of these two bundles of explosives were obviously much shorter than normal explosives, not to mention that Arthur had inserted many nails into the gaps.

Malinda didn't have any plans out of her mind.

She chose to let Arthur play.

So, Arthur was going to do what he did best.

What is Arthur good at?

Offensive!

From under her seat, she pulled out another box of explosives that Malinda had specially prepared—and that was part of what Malinda said was good.

As the other side said, this is really a good thing!

After Arthur replenished his psychic box, he threw the original two bundles of short-fuse explosives on it.

Subsequently—

“Ei a！”

In the unfamiliar syllables, an invisible hand floated beside Arthur.

Arthur handed the match in his pocket to Zuo. The Hand of Nothingness, and after the right Hand of Nothingness picked up a firearm, he slapped it three times at the carriage.

This was the code he had agreed with the coachman.

Meaning: Prepare and slow down

The driver of the car was immediately on full alert and began to adjust the speed of the carriage, which had been smooth and fast at once.

Inside the carriage, Arthur picked up a thunderbolt and began to wait for his target.

This thunderbolt is naturally also provided by Malinda.

It is also one of the good things in the other person's mouth.

Compared to the regular Thunderbolt, this Thunderbolt is larger and can be loaded with more gunpowder projectiles, which looks similar to a small cannon.

It's powerful, but it's very demanding to operate.

Ordinary people simply can't operate it, and they can't tell who the target is at this time.

But for Arthur, it wasn't a problem.

The [Physique] of an ordinary person is 1.8 times that of an ordinary person, allowing him to manipulate this thunderbolt with ease, and it is even easier for him with [Death Intuition] to determine who is the stalker from a group of people.

Carriage after carriage passed by.

The watchers were quite careful, and when they found that Arthur's carriage was unexpectedly slowing down, they did not rush up immediately, but after seeing that the three carriages were all passing by Arthur's carriage, they rushed up with a shake of the reins, and—

Bang!

The muzzle of this special thunderbolt provided by Malinda flickered, and almost instantaneously, twenty-four projectiles enveloped the speeding carriage, and the projectiles shot into the solid wooden carriage, smashing out huge potholes one after another, and the huge impact brought by the huge impact caused a small half of the carriage to shatter.

In the midst of the flying sawdust, the people sitting in the carriage were directly sieve.

The driver of the car was not spared either.

It can even be said that this completely unprotected coachman is the worst.

At least six or seven projectiles were shot at his body, and the next moment the gunshots rang out, the opponent's small half of his body became a blur of flesh and blood.

Throwing the loaded thunderbolt in the carriage, Arthur flipped down from the side of the carriage with his medium.

The coachman grabbed the horse with a tug of the reins at the moment of the gunshot, and jumped into the grass by the side of the road without waiting for the carriage to stop.

It all happened in the light of light, and the watchers who followed them did not react at all, and when they came back to their senses, they found that two of their companions were dead.

Moreover, the frightened horse pulled the carriage and crashed into a nearby tree.

The carriage that was being watched stopped steadily on the side of the road.

What about people?

The stalkers looked at each other.

They had just seen the driver jump into the grass.

They don't care about this, they just want to know where the target is!

You must know that this place has just left the Spring Square, and there is a team of patrol officers in the Spring Square, so there is no time to delay!

Just as the watchers were about to step forward to search for Arthur, they saw a muzzle sticking out of the window of the carriage parked on the side of the road.

Bang!

The muzzle fire flickered, but the projectile did not hit the target at all.

The projectile flew over the heads of the stalkers, and although the distance was so close, several of them even heard the characteristic whistling sound of the projectile.

However, each of the watchers did not panic, and they looked in the direction of the carriage with surprise in their eyes.

The goal is still on the wagon!

Without any hesitation, the stalkers rushed madly towards the carriage.

They all knew that the reloading of the firebolt could not be completed in a short time, and that time was enough for them to rush to the carriage and take down the target.

You know, this target is worth a lot of bounty!

As long as you have this bounty, you will have a worry-free life for the rest of your life!

Therefore, these running stalkers were desperate, and one of them finally ran to the side of the carriage.

The other party first glanced at the competitors around him proudly, and then raised his gun to aim, while pulling the car door, and shouted in his loudest voice-

"Give up your resistance, Mr. Credos, and we will treat you as a gentleman you deserve......"

The sound is high and loud.

It's like a salute to welcome the highlight of life.

The fastest tracker seemed to see the good days of the rest of his life, but the next moment, the voice stopped abruptly.

It took less than a second for the stalker's face to change from excitement and surprise to horror.

Because, the other party saw the lead that was about to burn out!

He turned around and was about to run again

But, it's too late—

Rumble!