Bright Era

Lin Qi and the others relied on Vic's natural gods to look in the distance, while Elham and the others rushed into the small courtyard directly relying on powerful force.

But the small courtyard in Spider Lane was empty, as if a temporary old man opened his toothless mouth, laughing wildly at Lin Qi in the distance and Elham nearby. There was no one in the small courtyard, not even a single human hair. The flickering lights were like ghost fires, with a forcing chill.

It is nearly three miles away from the small courtyard, and on a hill overlooking a small river, there is a very low-key house surrounded by greenery. Low-key means that the house is very small, with a radius of more than 100 meters; low-key means that the color of the small courtyard is very stable, and it is mostly made of brown and black materials; low-key means that this small courtyard is inconspicuous, but Bricks and tiles, beams and pillars are all made of top-quality building materials, but their original brilliance is concealed with the extreme simplicity.

There is a small building in the small courtyard. The building is three stories high. The top floor is about ten meters above the ground. From here, you can overlook a small courtyard in the business district.

Wearing a cyan silk dress, the three-horned one-horned dragon with fangs and dancing claws embroidered on the front and back of him made Jiang Yong feel more murderous out of thin air. With a weird smile on his pale face, he held a two-foot-long metal tube in the front, big and small in the back. He was peeping through the several unusually clean crystals embedded in the metal tube. What happened in the outer courtyard.

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

Sitting on a stool in the middle of the small building is a weak young man. At first glance, he seems to be twenty years old, but if you look closely, he seems to be only fifteen or sixteen. An extremely thin, extremely soft yellow hair gently draped over his shoulders. This young man's figure is weak and small, and it looks like a malnourished bean sprout.

A silver tiger skin coat wrapped the young man's frail body, and he opened his mouth and coughed softly from time to time. He looked at the metal tube in Jiang Yong's hand curiously. After Jiang Yong had shrunk the metal tube into a half-foot-long cylinder, he smiled and asked him: "This is the latest thing that the goblins have made? Can you really see the sights miles away?"

Jiang Yong handed the cylinder to the young man, smiled and nodded.

"Those goblins are short and wretched, but they have a unique talent for these strange tricks. Isn't this telescope made by them?" Jiang Yong looked at the young man with the metal tube in his hands, "this thing. It is rare in the West, but in our imperial dynasty, this treasure is really uncommon."

The young man played around for a while, and personally saw the distant scene through that small crystal. He couldn't help but sighed: "It's good, but in the western continent, who would dare to make such a thing? Who would dare to use it? During the Hundred Years Land Island War, there seemed to be a dwarf craftsman who made similar things, but his entire family was sent to the stake."

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

Soon Jiang Yong turned his head. He pointed in the direction of the small courtyard and sneered and said to the lame man: "Fortunately, the lame boss reported the letter, otherwise our house would really be blocked. Those in black armor. It's not easy to deal with. If we are really entangled by them, our family will be in big trouble."

The lame smiled and said nothing.

The weak young man sighed softly. He shook his head. A little weakly, he supported his chin with his hand and propped it on the armrest of the sofa: "Mr. Jiang Yong, you said someone would move his grandfather's seal. Jealous? Is this true?"

Jiang Yong looked at him frankly: "His Royal Highness, please rest assured that the cause and effect of this incident are well known in our family. That person has even infiltrated the imperial capital, but recently the ancestor is not in the imperial capital, so he cannot start. But only waits for the ancestor to return to the city. , That's the time for him to start."

The weak young man frowned. He bowed his head for a while and nodded slowly: "No matter who he is, the grandfather's seal is related to the honor of the empire. If the kings and nobles of other countries on the western continent know the grandfather's seal If the seal was stolen, our Gaul Empire is really embarrassed."

With a sigh, the young man turned around and smiled at the lame man: "You did a good job this time. If you can really catch that bold sinner, I will reward you. But where is that man now?"

The lame smiled incomparably flattering, and he said in a low voice: "His Royal Highness, the old slave's manpower can only move around the quay area, and it is impossible to monitor the entire Berely. If that person has really arrived in the imperial capital, if you say He is lurking somewhere waiting for the opportunity to commit the crime, so he must be hiding somewhere out of my reach."

Bhikkhus sighed, "So, where is the place that your people cannot touch?"

The lame gaze was very gloomy, and there was a fierce enthusiasm in his gloomy gaze: "In the imperial capital, the place where my people can't come and go freely to inquire about the news is the Nancheng commercial district. You know, that is the land of the camel, I His family has signed an agreement with his family, and my people cannot step into his territory."

Jiang Yong raised his eyebrows, and raised the corners of his mouth with a smile.

Bhikkhus frowned, and he nodded slowly: "So, who is this hunchback?"

The lame said quickly: "He is from His Royal Highness Latus, that is, your cousin's. Of course, his shop has nothing to do with His Royal Highness Latus in name, but in fact his annual profit is 80%. I paid it up!"

Bhikkhus shook his head in disgust. He sighed again very unpleasantly: "Really, I don't want to get involved in the fight between the uncle and the third uncle. But, who made this matter related to the grandfather and the empire What about honor?"

Bhikkhus looked at Jiang Yong with a lovely smile. His smile was filled with an irresistible enthusiasm: "Mr. Jiang Yong, can you help me get rid of the camel? If he is gone, the lame can help you Better find where that person is hiding. What do you think?"

Faintly, he sighed like a bitter woman in a deep palace, and Bhikkhus said softly: "Of course, some of me can do this, but I can't conflict with my dear cousin! I never Don't get involved in their conflict."

Jiang Yong smiled, and replied neatly: "Take our family to find him!"

Jiang Yong has a smile on his face, but the anger in his heart has soared to the sky. These uncivilized savages, wild monkeys that have not stripped their hair, these country guys are so poor, they dare to use Chief Jiang Gongjiang as a gunman? Hey, you guys are so bold!

Had it not been for the Gaul Empire to be tens of thousands of miles away from the huge empire in the east, Jiang Yong would have to persuade his master to send a Qingqi to slash the royal family of the Gaul Empire! In addition to his master, there is also his master's father. Who would dare to use his master Jiang as a gun?

The spiteful fire was burning in his heart, and Jiang Yong now wished to slap Bhikkhus to death. But for the convenience of doing things in Berriley, Jiang Yong smiled and agreed to Bhikkhus' request.

Half an hour later, under the leadership of the lame, Jiang Yong and his 18 men came down to the private house of Tuo Zi, the leader of the underground world in the Nancheng business district. This is a mansion located in the center of the business district. It occupies an area of ​​tens of acres and is surrounded by lively commercial streets. It is really a golden and precious place.

Several copper hats emerged from the darkness like ghosts, and one of them lowered his voice and yelled at this side far away: "It's so late, what are you doing? Put down your weapons and wait..."

Jiang Yong didn't even look there. A subordinate behind him waved his hand lightly, and several three-inch long hair needles shot out silently, and the bodies of several copper hats suddenly condensed. There was a tiny hole in their copper helmet that was almost invisible to the naked eye, and the ox-hair needle shot through their helmet, pierced through their eyebrows, and plunged into the depths of their brains.

A frigid and piercing force of terror gushed out from the ox-hair needles, only a few sounds of ‘kaka’ were heard, and the heads of several copper hats suddenly exploded into a large swath of red, white and white ice. Several headless corpses fell heavily on the ground, the lame man watched this weird and terrifying scene, his legs softened and almost sat on the ground.

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

"Let's go, while the sky is still dark, send that camel boss on the road!" Jiang Yongyin smiled sadly, and slowly pulled out a four-foot-two-inch soft sword from his belt. He slashed out with an understatement, and the thick courtyard door in front of him was like rotten wood that had been weathered for tens of thousands of years. It was shattered into countless sawdust and flew out, and a line of ghost-like blue figures rushed into the courtyard silently.

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

Hot blood flowed out from the gate, flowed down the steps to the street, and then slowly frozen into a layer of blood-colored ice. The lame stepped backwards step by step, staring at the ever-increasing blood ice in horror.

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

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of people's heads piled up on the ground to form a hill, and the last of the cripple's very familiar head was placed on the top of the hill.

The head of the hunchback, the head of the hunchback, until he died, he didn't know who killed him.

The lame finally couldn't stand up straight, he sat on the ground heavily, and let out a hoarse howl.

The cry immediately alarmed many creatures that appeared in the dark, and the sirens quickly sounded from all directions.

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