Kicked out of Rhodes Island, a small quilt was covered in the hole of the Longmen Bridge

Because Bai Hua had also experienced some actions to create trouble for the nobles in Kazdel before, Gray Wolf knew very well that about 9% of the bad nobles had unclean things hidden in the basement of their mansions.

"Wait a minute, Earl White Wolf... In any case, you can't—"

boom! ! !

Before Daugs stopped him, the horn directly used the pretext of "tracking the murderer" and violently blasted open the door.

If luck is very bad, and Dougs is really the remaining 1%, and there is nothing in the dungeon, then it is just a matter of apologizing for Bugle, after all, he is only tracking down the murderer.

But obviously, this violent and childish vicious nobleman is '9%' of them.

"...!?"

The horn that blasted open the heavy door of the underground prison froze in place when he saw the picture behind the door.

There are some rooms in the basement, and most of these rooms are imprisoned by unknown women. Everyone's eyes are full of horror and despair, while those rooms where no one is imprisoned are permeated with physiologically disgusting blood stains .

"This, this is—infected, yes, they are all infected, Earl White Wolf!"

Dougs was drenched in sweat, and he hurriedly tried to make up an excuse to fool him.

"Even infected people can't be treated like this! Victoria's law requires that infected people be exiled instead of imprisoned, not to mention - I haven't even seen anyone with a source stone crystal!"

"This... this—"

Noble Daugs was completely stunned, the corners of his mouth opened and closed, but he didn't know what to say.

However, the nobleman's nightmare was not over yet. After Earl White Wolf had a panoramic view of the tragedy in the dungeon, there was another loud noise, and this time it hit his study near the window.

"It looks like there's more than one intruder. We'll talk about the basement later. Mandolin cello, you guys control that assassin, Xiaogu, come with me!"

"Damn, hate—what the hell is going on!? Everyone, get rid of that intruder for me, stop the white wolf too, don't worry about anything else, just stop her!!"

Noble Dougs has completely lost the pace of the horns. He can't understand at all. Ten minutes ago, he was still thinking about whether he could win over the Earl of White Wolf to obtain aid funds for his family that had encountered financial problems. However, now he hides But all those 'secrets' were seen by the white wolf.

The desperate Dougs ordered his subordinates to stop the Horn, but those guards who usually only took the villagers who dared not fight back and the Tara who were hiding as opponents were easily beaten by the Horn and Malphite. .

"Go to hell, you hateful nobleman, don't hinder my revenge!!"

Mandela, who came to the study from the outer wall, manipulated Malphite, and half of the actors who played in their true colors yelled at the rushing horn.

"I don't care about your revenge, but you need to be responsible for the soldiers who died in battle, Ferrin."

Because they were afraid of revealing their truth if they said a few more sentences, Bugle and Mandela matched their lines for a while and then started fighting.

Of course, fighting is just a cover, and the real purpose of the two is——

"Smash this guy, Malphite!"

Mandela lifted the safe in the study and threw it heavily towards the horn, and the horn also pulled out a flower (?), which directly detonated the safe.

boom! !

After a loud bang, the contents of the safe flew out, and the most obvious ones were the 'bills' with various numbers printed on them.

Obviously, the figures on those bills, anyone who has received a standard education-in other words, except Mandela, everyone present knows what it means.

"—Ah, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

The noble Dougs who rushed over saw this scene, and after uttering a short mournful cry, he grabbed a few gold bars that flew out from the ground, turned around and prepared to flee like crazy.

Although he didn't know what was going on, and even though he didn't know where those stones and that bastard assassin came from, the noble knew very well that everything was exposed.

Dougs is sure that 8% of the nobles are not good things, and those guys who look like dogs are already Victoria's conscience.

But here's the thing -- no one knows what those people did.They could continue to keep their dirty little secrets, continue to enjoy killing citizens and lowly Tara people as much as they do, and continue to plunder the pockets of those untouchables who complain at every turn.

But I am different, I can no longer do that.Earl White Wolf saw these scenes with his own eyes, and she could have at least 10 ways to destroy her family.

If it was just the thugs, any clues they uncovered would not be acknowledged, nor could anyone.

If only the Earl of White Wolf was the only one, she would not have been able to know her secrets from the very beginning, let alone see these things so smoothly. Even if she did see them, other nobles would not admit its rationality.

However, by chance, these two guys appeared at the same time...!

His petty 'bad hobbies' will be made public and everyone will realize: 'The Dodgers are against the spirit of Victoria'.

Other families will be like vultures, eating up their own corpses. This group of bastards, this group of pigs who are not worthy of being nobles at all...!Obviously her own family is the true spiritual successor of Victoria! ! !

"Where are you going?"

"Woo!?"

While running away while cursing everything in his heart, 'Bion Dogs' suddenly heard a somewhat familiar voice behind him.

Turning his head, the young nobleman saw the killer. At this time, the killer took off his mask, revealing his blue-gold eyes.

"You, you are that gray wolf—"

"Bai Hua, Master Dougs. You used me for a long time, but I don't seem to have told you what to call me. It's really rude."

Bai Hua bowed slightly, then flicked her wrist casually, and the flying knife directly nailed the nobleman's palm to the wall.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I'll give you whatever you want, don't be like this...!!"

The severe pain caused him to scream and scream, and at the same time, he was incoherent, crying and begging Bai Hua for mercy.

"You seem to have mistaken who you need help from, Master Dougs."

Bai Hua moved away, and a film came out from behind Bai Hua.

"You were the one who was hunted by me at that time..."

Dogs' eyes widened. He would never have imagined that his fate would finally be in the hands of the Tara, who lived in the sewer and was worse than bugs.

"You can do whatever you want, Mandela."

Bai Hua patted Mandela's hair lightly.Announced that the lives of the nobles were delivered to the hands of Mandela.

"I...I won't kill him, Bai Hua."

Mandela walked towards the former noble with some hesitation and trembling, and then took out the crude staff that he secretly made with great painstaking efforts.

"But—but...!!"

Mandela held the staff, turned it into a dagger, and directly pierced the origin stone at the tip into the nobleman's leg.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Try it too. You have to survive in the dark sewers, you have to find food left by others, you have to lie on the wet ground and sleep in fear of a crab attack, and you have to prepare for a meaningless death at any time. Lose your prepared life!!"

As he spoke, Mandela's tone became more and more agitated. In the end, transparent liquid flowed out of Mandela's eyes.

"He will be brought to trial, and because of his status as an infected person, he will either be executed very happily in the future, or he will never see the sun again for the rest of his life—in any case, it is temporarily over, Mandela."

Bai Hua hugged Mandela lightly, letting the kitten wipe its nose vigorously in her arms.

The follow-up will naturally be handled by other nobles, and the plan has been fully implemented without any accidents——

Thinking of this, Shirakaba ushered in the final change when he returned to the village with the precious medicine and Mandela, which can delay the infection of ore disease.

The doctor couldn't hold out until the two came back.

The doctor lying on the bed had stopped breathing at some point, and there was only a piece of letter paper with some scribbled and superficial handwriting left beside him.

Bai Hua picked up the letter paper, on which were written words that the doctor might have been able to tell herself.

[The first half of my life has been killing people, and the second half of my life has been trying to save people for redemption.But I don't know if that makes sense.

About three months ago, a filmmaker came to me. She provided me with some medical supplies and told me that I was dying and that even using drugs would not help.

She wanted me to continue to maintain this hospital that wasn't even a hospital, saying that I would be able to wait for something before I died.

I don't know exactly what she was talking about, but I seem to understand now that what I'm waiting for is a confused but kind soul who can inherit his legacy.

You may have the ability to kill, but you also have the power to save people, maybe in the future]

The content on the letter paper came to an abrupt end here, and it was obvious that the letter was not finished.

"..."

Looking at the content on the letter paper, both Bai Hua and Mandela remained silent.

The reason for everything was to help the doctor, but because of this purpose, I ended up missing the last meeting.

If instead of using words, but listening to his dictated words, can those unfinished words be fully expressed?

No one can tell Bai Hua the answer, but at least, Bai Hua now has a little goal.

"Do you know Mandela, in fact, the Xiaoqiu County you mentioned earlier is next to Connor County, and it only takes less than a day's journey to get there."

Bai Hua looked at Mandela, and started the topic somewhat abruptly.

"What do you want to say... Bai Hua?"

"What I want to say is - it's up to you to be my assistant next, Mandela."

Bai Hua picked up the badge with the doctor's logo printed on the table, put it on her clothes, and said softly to Mandela.

Chapter 222 Abducting a Silly Cat

Time goes back to the present-

"Baihua, Baihua...it's really you! It's been a long time since I saw you, has it been a year or two? Well, it's been a long time since I saw you! I thought I would never be able to contact you again... ...Birch!"

In the restaurant belonging to the "eldest male" who is a strong candidate for the successor of the Shihuaiya family, Mandela, who originally came to discuss with Aaron about cooperation with the organization he is loyal to, met the original Following the mission issued by one of the candidates, Beyoncé Shuaiya, came here to investigate whether Aaron would have any improper political-related business practices.

For Bai Hua, this was originally just an ordinary investigation task, and she had done it many times before. Most of the time, such tasks were quite boring, and she just needed to find a seat and sit there.

For Mandela, this was just an ordinary meeting and conversation. Although generally speaking, Ahmani handles more of this kind of task, but she has long been not the kind who will directly The guy who blew his hair and shook his face, even if he was facing these nobles, he could "guarantee the majesty of the organization" while not provoking them too much.

For Gray Wolf and Cat, this time is really just a very ordinary task, the kind of people who come to check in and leave.

However, after meeting each other, everything became completely insulated from 'ordinary'.

"Wow, don't jump up suddenly, Mandela——"

Bai Hua, who was directly thrown to the ground by Mandela, tried to drag Mandela away, but Mandela was completely unmoved, sticking to Bai Hua's body and rubbing back and forth.

The only thing that can be thankful at this time is that few customers will come to this restaurant due to the appearance of the dishes.

"Baihua, where did you go after you left, Longmen!"

"Bai Hua, what's the matter with your clothes, you look like a low-quality detective from a third-rate manga."

"Baihua, no one should be chasing you now, right? I haven't heard any news about it for a long time."

"Bai Hua, you haven't changed at all! It's just... well, why do you feel that your ears and tail have become much smoother than before... Ceng Ceng."

After throwing Bai Hua to the ground, Mandela had completely forgotten her original mission. She was just concentrating on sucking the dog, and at the same time kept asking various questions. Because the frequency was too dense, it felt more like a question than a question. It's like speaking what's in your head all at once.

"By the way, Bai Hua, our clinic in the suburbs of Xiaoqiu County has never closed down! I still use part of my salary to take care of it now and then, hehe. It's the same as before, you can just use sausages or cat strips. It’s different, I’m a person with a decent income now!”

What did Mandela think of again, she proudly said to Bai Hua, and at the same time her tail flicked, as if she was seeking Bai Hua's praise.

"Hey, really, is it still in operation?"

Bai Hua, who was lying on the ground, blinked. It seemed that Mandela's words still surprised him.

"Of course! White Wolf and scones come by now and then."

"This is really... I really didn't expect it. I thought it would be slowly abandoned later. After all, it made a lot of troubles at that time. Anyway, I really thank you, Mandela."

"Thank you for something..."

Having really been praised by Bai Hua, Mandela happily rubbed her ears.

"However, well, how should I put it - it's about time to get up, after all, although there are not too many people watching, there is still a person next to him who has been watching the excitement."

Bai Hua said with some embarrassment, and at the same time glanced at Aaron, the 'culprit' who prompted this meeting.

At this time, the rich second generation of the Shi Huaiya family was sitting on the seat next to the two of them, drinking tea and watching a play with relish, and there was only a handful of sunflower seeds in his hand.

"Well……!"

At this moment, Mandela suddenly realized that there was an aristocrat whom he had always hated sitting beside him in eating melon mode.

Mandela was also a little embarrassed for a moment, especially when she recalled the 'task' she was supposed to be here today, her cheeks turned a little red.

But Mandela quickly made self-regulation:

For tasks or something, just touch it and forget it!

I don’t know if it’s because the power of the “bad halo” in Baihua’s legend is too great, or it’s because Mandela’s priorities are very different, which caused Mandela to complete all tasks conscientiously without absenteeism. Pull, this time it was easy to choose the path of being bad.

Mandela briefly stopped the action of sucking the dog at hand and began to sort out the priorities. After clarifying the strategic thinking of "sucking the dog is more important", he threw himself on Bai Hua for the second time without hesitation, and this time Mandela was very happy. I have definitely found the most comfortable part to suck up - the furry ears and tail.