- Sure enough, it's better to take care of yourself for the time being......

The lord of the castle, who had been full of ambition before, decisively chose to admit it after seeing the strength of the enemy who was engaged in violent activities...... The armament and strength of these thugs completely exceeded his expectations, and when the city lord saw that these people were holding weapons and equipment, which he did not recognize at all, but had extraordinary destructive power, he firmly hid the thoughts of the struggle that had arisen before in the depths of his heart.

"You...... What are you going to do!?"

Although the ground was very dirty, full of dust and mud, the city lord, who was somewhat clean, could only sit on the ground with his head stubborn, making a panicked and panicked appearance.

Of course, wet pants or something, sure enough, forget it......

[Damn!, these guys, where are the people!?The weapons on their bodies, I have never seen them at all, are they new technologies developed by which country? Damn, if such weapons can be mass-produced......]

"Huh!?"

The city lord suddenly felt that a long, thick, and hard pillar had been forcibly stuffed into his mouth, and the cold temperature and hardness of metal peculiar to him immediately made his teeth ache. He looked down in horror, only to see a black iron rod stuffed into his mouth.

“......”

Cold sweat immediately flowed down the forehead of the city lord - this is not any disguise, it is completely his true colors from the heart!

He had seen clearly before that these thugs were using this kind of weapon. Easily killed the city defenders. The city lord himself has learned some magic, so he naturally understands it. The beams of light that took the lives of soldiers were a combination of fire and light. Basically, it can be seen as a kind of magic of a composite nature. What made him incomprehensible was what kind of means could be used to make this kind of "magic" that ordinary magicians could not play well, and it could be emitted with a cold instrument...... The thugs who used this weapon, when attacked, did not have any resonance with the surrounding elements...... Obviously, these people are not magicians, or whether they have the talent of magicians. It's still up for debate.

But it is undeniable that in terms of destructive power, it is already very, very qualified as a weapon.

"Woo woo woo woo !!"

The lord of the castle hurriedly made a comical struggle with his hands and feet - to hell with the image or something! If someone shot himself in the mouth on a whim at this time, the lord had no doubt that his head would be burned open at once.

There is a saying: Preserve your useful body and wait for the comeback! If you are killed here, what kind of future will you talk about!

"Real wolf bèi, master~"

Originally, I pretended to be a celestial from the retinue, and stirred the barrel of the gun that was stuffed into the city lord's mouth. The city lord's face began to turn a little green with fright.

"At this time, sir, where did you go with your usual demeanor and style?"

"Because he's just an incompetent bale of straw!"

"That's it, this kind of waste. How can it be compared to the young master!"

A group of thugs around him began to laugh one after another, this "person in power" among the earthlings looked like a wolf. It's still quite satisfying their self-esteem as celestial beings...... Although this so-called "person in power" is simply miserable.

- Being pointed at the head by so many people with murder weapons. Of course I have to coax it! It's so sassy, I have the ability to fight one-on-one with Lao Tzu, ahhmy soul! Don't kill this ...... of yours Well. Master......?

These thugs just now seem to have used the title "young master", right?

This proves one point - these guys who launched an attack on the city in front of them are not just ordinary superiors and subordinates...... titles like "young master", generally speaking, they are subordinates of the nature of "retainers", so they will be called so, right?

However, it is absolutely impossible for ordinary nobles to have such strength and courage to launch such an action. Even those powerful nobles, in theory, are unlikely to dare to risk the world's condemnation and gamble on the current glory and wealth to participate in a big gamble with a very small chance of winning - the city lord ruled out the possibility of the aristocratic family in the country in the first place.

Driven from that circle to this remote corner, he knew all too well the situation of those families—perhaps some of them did have similar ambitions, but they would not have taken such crazy actions to achieve their goals. Because of their roots, the same in this country.

And the attitude and actions of these thugs don't seem to have any worries at all.

Could this guy, who had previously disguised himself as an entourage and have all kinds of inferior attitudes, still be the crown prince of a certain country? If it were not for such an identity and could represent the attitude of a country and a region, the family that committed such an act would definitely be hastily uprooted and disconnected by the terrified local rulers.

"I'm sorry, if it weren't for the fact that you're still useful, I'd love to kill you right now - wouldn't it be nice to be drinking with me all this time?"

"That's it, how dare you treat the young master like that...... Even if you can't kill him, you have to make him pay!"

"Cut out his tongue!

- Tsk, shouldn't you be glad at this time that you are fortunate that you don't have any interest in liking men? Otherwise, you will have to change from cutting your tongue to dicing it now...... Fortunately, it's a lot!

Hearing that it was not enough for this group of thugs to kill people, and he thought about cutting out his tongue, the city lord desperately resisted the thought of a violent outburst on the spot - if he was caught off guard, he should be able to kill the "young master" who took the lead directly, but he would inevitably be shot into a hornet's nest by the surrounding thugs later.

Trade his own life for his life?

The city lord said that how could he possibly do such a loss-making transaction! Perhaps, in the eyes of others, such a "sacrifice" has a very good benefit, and it is acceptable, but as a party. Hell to be able to agree with such logic!

Your life is the most precious!

So when necessary, don't show your old face. It can also be forgiven and understood. Right?

"It's really useless, it's just scared to faint?"

Looking at the city lord who had already rolled his eyes and foamed at the corners of his mouth, the leading celestial man pulled the barrel of the gun from the city lord's mouth in a huff, and then threw it aside with a look of disgust - after getting so much saliva from the other party, he would never want to use this gun again.

"Take him into the dungeon and imprison him first!"

The earthquake destroyed a lot of houses, but what about prison cells...... Well, if it were an earthquake that wasn't too violent, it would have been able to destroy it. It is estimated that the people who designed and built the cells would have to suffer. For the time being, the city lord couldn't die yet—so the people of the Celestial Realm decided that it would be more reliable to keep him in a cell.

"Hmph, it just so happens that many of the residents in the cell should be happy to catch up with this noble city lord, right? After all, most of them were sent in by him himself...... That's right. Did you encounter resistance in the process of repression?"

"The soldiers here are just wine bags and rice bags, useless, and it didn't take much effort for the brothers to break their resistance - hehe. They are very active in making money, but many of them seem to be unable to hold their swords steadily. I just don't understand how they came to be promoted guards. ”

"No...... Did any of the others resist? I remember how many magicians were hired here?"

"Because they didn't detect the earthquake in time. I've already covered up and left by myself before—probably, because I'm afraid that the city lord will hold them accountable, right?"

It's really a group of people who are "dedicated......

"And what about the two girls who attacked the guards at the gates of the city before?"

He remembered the two ice sculptures at the gates of the city—if there were a magician of this power lurking in the city. After all, it's a disaster.

"Didn't find ...... Young Master, do you have any special instructions?"

"If you are now searching house by house, and you find weapons in your house, break the hands and feet of the men of that house - all those who are over 15 years old. If there is a tendency to resist, regardless of the reason, kill them directly to prevent future troubles. As for the mercenaries, adventurers, and soldiers, I don't need their allegiance and surrender, and I will kill them all. ”

"That'...... What about women who meet these criteria?"

"The conditions can be relaxed a little, those who cooperate take away their weapons, and those who do not cooperate break their hands and feet, unless they resist, there is no need to kill them...... By the way, let me inform all the people, don't let me drop the chain on a woman's body at a critical time! If anyone can't control their lower body and has to 'relax' at this juncture......"

"Do you need to be merciful to these earthlings?"

"In any case, the killing of women and children has always been a source of bad luck. Women who are really disobedient, after breaking their hands and feet, and then throwing them into an area where hooligans are gathered, are guaranteed to be more cruel than killing them directly...... This time, I will temporarily assume that you are only worried about the task, and not that I am underestimated that I have the 'kindness of a woman'. ”

The people of the Heavenly Realm who had previously put forward their opinions were suddenly shocked into a cold sweat by this glance of the "young master". Before, he did give this "young master" special preferential treatment for women, and had a contempt for it, but now, he finally understood one thing - rabbits are not qualified to question the mercy of lions.

"Do you know what you should be doing?"

"Ming...... Got it!"

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However, in the imagination of the "young master", the situation in which the city lord was "warmly entertained" by the prisoners in the cell did not happen.

"It seems that the environment of the cell is dirty and messy, and it is not without benefits......

After watching the Celestial Realm people who escorted him here walk out with a frown because of the environment of the cell, choosing to be stationed on it instead of guarding in front of the cell, the city lord finally breathed a sigh of relief - fortunately, in this way, he would not have to make the worst preparations.

"Huh, what are you talking about, bastard?"

After getting the "notice" of those people in the heavenly realm, and understanding that this man who seemed to be quite rich and noble, even if he got himself in prison and did not see the city lord, he didn't need to provoke too much, so they spontaneously organized themselves and wanted to teach this man who was high up but was in trouble today.

In their opinion. This man who is a powerful man on weekdays, at this time. He should have to kneel in front of himself and others, begging grandpa to tell grandma and begging them to surround his life.

But. What happened after that was not what they imagined.

"Don't show that in front of me......"

The city lord, who was disrupted and made such a wolf, was in an extremely bad mood at the moment, and when he saw such a group of prisoners who couldn't figure out his identity and wanted to shoot at him, he was suddenly a little angry - that gang of thugs themselves didn't have the ability to face up to the gang for the time being, and such a group of waste firewood, could they still not handle it?

The city lord usually doesn't do anything to bully men and women, and he can be locked up in a prison cell. There are really a few good men and women. The city lord naturally knows that the minds of this group of goods may not be very delicate and cunning, but their hearts must be the kind of vicious and vicious. Therefore, he had no intention of showing mercy to his subordinates at all.

At the front, the strong man with an aura of "leading big brother" only saw the figure in front of him flash, and found that his throat was tightly choked by a hand like iron tongs. Before he could scream and exclaim, the city lord struck a hard time. Break this man's neck directly.

Except for the "click" sound, the strong man did not make any sound, and his neck was crooked at ninety degrees. The sturdy body fell to the ground weakly, and there was no longer any breath.

Seeing this shocking scene, everyone was stunned. They didn't expect the previous one to be brought in anyway. The city lord, who seemed to be frightened and wolf, actually killed the most domineering person in the prison in a matter of moments. To know. That strong man was also the leader of a group of thieves around him before!

"Kill...... Killed...... Hmm!"

The first to react, the prisoner who was just about to shout, pressed his head directly into the wall for the city lord. Perhaps, in order to prevent the prisoner from escaping, the wall here was unusually high - the lord of the city just pressed the prisoner's head into the wall a little bit, and the wall did not continue to crack, but the prisoner's head was squeezed into a "red and white thing".

"Tsk. ”

The city lord looked at the red and white thing on his hand with disgust, and suddenly his old face was wrinkled like a chrysanthemum.

"The quality of the walls is really good Nima. ”

He wiped what he had touched on his hands and wiped it on the clothes (rags) on the corpse for a while, but in the end he could still smell a not-so-light smell of blood.

And the surrounding prisoners were completely frightened by the situation just now, in their eyes, the city lord who was originally like a fat sheep to be slaughtered has completely turned into a big devil who kills people without blinking.

Now, they are all silent, and they don't dare to come out, for fear that the next person to be killed will be themselves.

"You guys, who has the loudest voice?"

No one dared to speak.

"Give you a minute, and if no one volunteers after a minute, I'll test them one by one - and as for the method of 'testing', you can look forward to it. ”

As a result, the cell was suddenly full of chickens and dogs.

After tossing for a full five minutes, finally, a short man with a lewd face and a sharp beak with monkey gills, who looked like he couldn't get in touch with the "big voice", stood up tremblingly.

"You...... You're the loudest?"

The city lord is a little unconvinced - could it be this unlucky ghost, who is usually the most vulnerable in the prison cell, and bullies the "big guys" every day, so he was also kicked out as a substitute for the dead ghost this time?

"Yes...... Yes!" The man glanced at the lord of the castle in horror, "Little one...... Before the little one entered the class room, he was doing business, and he still had a little confidence when he shouted. ”

"Doing business?"

Although it is said that those who do business do not necessarily have to be able to shout, but among the fierce competition and small traders, having a good voice is indeed an advantage. Merely...... The city lord looked at this man's face, it was really unimaginable, in the face of such a respectful face, how many customers would believe that this was a businessman with conscience and integrity?

"What kind of business?"

"Small, I used to solicit business in the Eleventh Block......

Eleventh Block......

"Isn't that the red light district?" The city lord thought about it carefully, and then suddenly remembered that the so-called eleventh district, isn't there where all kinds of "consumption clubs" are located......?

"Dare you to love you, you turned out to be an old pimp...... Forget it, the pimping is the pimp, as long as you can roar loudly. ”

Although it always feels a little subtle to let a pimp do this, but the city lord himself is not a person who thinks about the value of moderation, and he does more than one or two things without discipline. So, he waved his hand and motioned for the other party to come over.

"I'll give you a mission, tear my throat open and give me a scream. ”

"Uh...... What do you say, sir?"

"Scream, do you understand?"

The city lord narrowed his eyes, and the trace of chill in his eyes made the pimp's back immediately cold, and cold sweat couldn't help but break out.

"Give me a demonstration, not only loud, but as miserable as ...... as possible"

"To ...... How miserable is it going to ......?"

Seeing the other party's timid appearance and not daring to let go at all, the city lord felt unhappy for a while, stood up, and kicked this man's crotch - without causing actual damage to the other party, he chose the highest pain as much as possible.

"Whoop——!!!"

A heart-rending scream resounded in the cell.

"That's right, this kind of Cheng dù is pretty much the same-you, now use this kind of scream, come every once in a while, and let those guys above think that I am being rectified by you...... Well, a few of you, you have to cooperate a little bit and make a loud laughing sound......" (to be continued......