Chapter 170: The Conscience of the Industry (Asking for Recommendations)

At night, the drizzle fades away.

Tonight in the city of Riva seems extraordinarily quiet, and an indescribable eerie atmosphere pervades the air. There is hardly anyone on the streets, and even those who like to live in the night are now obediently staying at home. And any slightly louder sound would make a frightened face imprint on the back of the windows.

The daytime turmoil had already spread throughout the city, and everyone knew that the nobles would not give up, and perhaps the only difference was that revenge would come sooner or later. Whether they are participating or not, they are all waiting quietly with red eyes at this time......

The only thing that is a little angry is the aristocratic residential area in the east of the city, which is still brightly lit and the party is still there. However, the aristocratic youths were all whispering about the day's affairs in various places, scolding the untouchables who were looking for death, and guessing what kind of fierce revenge their fathers would take...... Oh, what an interesting topic.

At this time, in a baronial manor.

There weren't any banquets going on, most of the buildings had gone out of illumination crystals, and only twice as many guards as usual were still yawning and patrolling.

Bang, one of the guards couldn't see the iron door of the arched corridor in front of him, and he slammed into it with a little noise.

"Wangwang......" Immediately several dog barks came.

"Shhhh......h Wake up everyone is offended. ”

"Well, I'm sorry Captain, I'm so tired......" The guard wondered, one of his straight-framed bodies. "What's wrong with the master?"

"You don't know? You accompanied the young master out of the city today...... Do you know about today's riot in the city square?" The older guard continued, "The old man happened to pass by there this afternoon, and the carriage was smashed, and he was a little frightened. As soon as I finished discussing this with the other nobles, I came back to rest. ”

"Oh, see, Captain Xiexie!" the guard looked grateful.

"It's okay, keep patrolling. ”

......

The group of guards who continued to move forward didn't know. Just after they passed the arch, three men in black also floated in from above, and the big dog next to the door seemed to sense something, but immediately shrank back in fear, not seeing the fierceness just now.

The area of the manor is not large, and after the three dark shadow men broke through here, they scattered and sneaked towards several buildings. A few minutes later, he squatted down on a balcony where several kinds of flowers and plants were planted.

If anyone in the manor saw this, they would have screamed, for it was the Baron's bedroom.

"Jack. It's up to you!" a dark shadow opened a small window to the side and turned to whisper.

"I rub. Don't you see I'm carrying something?" the other shadow was visibly dissatisfied, and gently placed the long strip on his back on the ground. With a slight projection, you can see that it is a quilt wrapped in it.

"Nonsense, I'm not hurt, and besides, it's only you. After a pause, the man in black who spoke first pointed to the ground, "Mi Xiu, you come and hug me." ”

"Yes, Boss!" the man in black behind the two of them replied softly, and then picked up the quilt on the ground.

Needless to say, the three people who silently infiltrated the manor were none other than Donn, Jack, and Michaeu.

"Making you a friend, it'......s really the biggest mistake in my life, losing people and money," Jack muttered quietly, took out a dark yellow twig-like thing from his arms, and was just about to set it on fire, paused, turned out the blade, and carefully cut off the branch in half.

When it is lit, the branches immediately emit curling green smoke, and there is an intoxicating aroma. Jack was then thrown into the house through a crack in the window.

It's called Dream Wood, and it's a rare plant. At present, it is known that only the southern rainforest grows. As for the effect, it can calm people's minds and sleep until dawn. So this thing has the greatest effect on the insomniac old nobles, the meditative magician. Of course, it's worth a lot of money.

After waiting for ten minutes, Jack generously used a dagger to forcibly pry open the wooden door on the balcony that could only be opened from the inside.

The room is filled with a warm fragrance, which makes people feel intoxicated. Needless to say, the lavish decorations inside, Don and they went straight to the big bed inside.

Lying on the bed were a pair of old men and women in silk pajamas. They didn't know that there were uninvited guests in the house, but they still slept soundly.

"Tsk, it's all like this, it's still raising a child outside, it's really ...... Be old and strong, my generation is a role model!" Jack sighed as he looked at the gray-haired old baron.

Mi Xiu had quickly spread out the quilt at this time, and a naked and charming woman rolled out of it. But at this time, her eyes were closed, as if she had been knocked unconscious.

Grabbing the hand of the charming woman, Mi Xiu lifted her to the bed, lifted the silk quilt, and placed it on the side of the two.

"It's too harmonious, it's too cruel...... Jack touched his forehead, "Don, your trick is too poisonous, what should I do if I wake up tomorrow morning." ”

"I'll let him die!" Don helped his lower back, pressing down the aching wound.

"I was the ...... who collected information before" Mi Xiu, who was silent on the side, suddenly spoke, with a look of pity in his eyes, "This woman is a side of the Viscount family. The man used to be just a wealthy businessman, and after the two got married, he had the title of baron. ”

"Uh......" Don and Jack opened their mouths, unable to bear to look at each other.

This kind of marriage is considered a high climbing, and it must be a woman who holds the power. Tomorrow morning, when she finds out her husband's adopted lover...... Uh, I'm really looking forward to it...... Anyway, in the past few days, this baron, who resolutely supports the purge of the people, must have no time to spare.

"In that case......," Jack stepped forward again, lifted the quilt, placed the woman between the two, and put his hands and feet on the baron's body, "Then simply come and die." ”

“......”

When everything was done, after Jack touched something, the three of them returned the same way and left the manor.

As soon as I got outside, most of the members of the gray space gathered with something in their arms.

In the eyes of Donn and Jack, these noble estates were not very well defended. But for the members in the gray space, it's still quite difficult. So they're just responsible for collecting information and things, and the actual work has to be done by these three people.

"Let's go to the next one! Which one is the closest...... What's it this time?"

As the words fell, a member of the gray space handed over a bloody horse's head: "Baron Baius, the manor is three hundred meters away from here, and this is his favorite thoroughbred foal." ”

After speaking, he pasted the long note in his hand. "Please decide carefully, if you don't want to fall asleep with some other head!"

Donn pursed his lips, "Uh, Jack......"

Jack was agitated and covered his heart: "Mixiu, you can get it...... Oh, Bowes's sword aura is really ruthless, and it makes people's little hearts still pounding wildly...... No, no, no, I'm so dizzy!"

“......”

After knowing these aristocratic styles, Tang En naturally couldn't just walk away, leaving those people to bear the wrath. Even if you don't say anything else, if you do that, the hard work and publicity of the past few days, isn't today's outbreak all in vain?

So they decided to stay and fix the problem. The so-called bell must be tied to the bell, Tang En hit the idea to the nobles themselves, when they found that their personal safety was not guaranteed, they must not think about anything else......

In the darkness of the night, Donn and the others ran from place to place, like the most industrious messengers...... Uh, it doesn't seem right, the messenger can only deliver to the door, they are now delivering to the bed, tsk, the conscience of the industry...... (To be continued.) )