The old man shook his head and said, "How could we be able to fight against a rich man? You are not making things difficult for us."

Annick pointed at himself, then pointed at Jones, Aitry and Kyle.

"When did you have the illusion of fighting alone? Mr. Kyle who contacted you, Mr. Jones who sued you, Aitry who got the supply list, Dr. Barnes who helped you treat you, and me, where do you think this antidote that transcends the times came from? Even MacDonald is writing a press release for you. Let's unite, as long as one of you is willing to stand up, we will accompany you to break the dark sky."

Annick's words made everyone try the fighting spirit again. Seeing their expressions being made up, they decided to continue adding fire.

"What reconciliation, what happiness can be achieved by everyone. You do this is nothing more than evading the responsibility of the battle. When you see the tragic reality, you plan to avoid it. When you bury your head in the sand and think that it is dark. Is this okay? Take the money given by others and live a miserable life. However, if you want to regain your dignity and take back your appearance as a human being, you will have the awareness of injury. Money is not all, but what we want is the compensation they give after being judged by justice, not alms. This is how you avenge your enemies and let the dead relatives be respected."

"Cough, ache, Don, Donna, get up, sue them."

Nell leaned against the bed, his face turned pale, and his breathing slowly made him spit out these words.

Donna hurried over and fed him some water.

When the old man heard this, he took out a paper bag tremblingly, showing a regretful look.

"But, we, we have already taken their money and signed a disclaimer."

"I signed all, I have all received the money?"

Annik's tone was full of disappointment. It seemed that civil prosecution was not enough. He could only rely on whether he could get a Kelange parliament to get a bill to sanction this guy.

"We didn't take their money. Nell said to observe for a while and see if you can live in a reliable way."

Donna bit her lip and added the sentence at the end.

"We think that until the end, Hoffman will give you more money."

With the cunning petty citizen thinking, it seems that the ideas of the demolition households will have.

"Very good, just have one. As for you, even if you give up the prosecution, I have a request here. On the day of the court, can you go to court? Just sit in the audience without showing up. At that time, bring your relatives' photos or push a wheelchair to send the poisoned relatives to the court. I am for them to let them see the light of justice." .z.br

"No problem, sir, we won't run away again this time."

Everyone wiped away their tears and said firmly.

"Hoffman's threat isn't it, it's okay, Mr. Kyle, can you find an apartment where united workers live in centralized areas? Before the lawsuit is over, the Donna family will move over. The police cannot stare at them 24 hours a day, but the comrades are more reliable than the police."

Kyle patted his chest and said, "Just live next door to my house. That's a residential area where docks porters are. Donpinke or others dare to come over, and we're going to get them all over."

"Then let's go out now, we'll move for you now."

The so-called moving house, Donna's family had nothing to move. They simply wrapped some clothes with bed sheets, and hid them in the floor of the bed and some change was collected. Annick noticed that the maximum denomination was only one pound. When he first came, he had more living expenses than their family's savings.

The special building in the Conia district of Eigersburg seemed quiet late at night, most of the workers had left, and only some offices that were still on night shift were still on.

A gentle snoring came from the stairs leading to the basement. The gatekeeper Shi Dong leaned against the wall and placed the giant sword on his back, blocking anyone entering.

A black shadow quietly floated in from an unclosed window, then pressed against the wall, as if it was about to merge into the wall, and then slowly floated to the front of the steps.

Like a ghost

, the black shadow passed through the giant sword directly and then headed towards the target.

The gatekeeper Shi Dong continued to snore without any notice.

The shadow came to the third floor and stopped in front of a small house, then he threw out a small piece of metal debris.

The debris seemed to have life, like an ant crawling into the house.

After confirming that a big bat in the house was gone because the moon was full, the black shadow flashed in and finally came to the fourth floor of the underground through the house.

"Butchman, do you feel the lights are getting dimmer tonight?"

"Don't you be fooled? Isn't it all dark here? Forget it, sleeping and chatting with a low-person guy like you is a waste of time."

No one could see this group of serious prisoners. A black shadow stuck to the ceiling bypassed their vision and sneaked into the fifth floor.

In the Cat Claw Bar, Spencer looked at the two well-behaved guys sitting in front of him, and couldn't scold him, so he could only drink anger.

"Ancestor, don't you say anything?"

"Drinking your wine, you idiot, how dare you involve the Ripper incident and almost cheated on your fellow countrymen."

Intelligence dealer Kurum did not dare to speak, so he had to be obedient and pour beer for Spencer.

"Also, I am not your direct ancestor, I am just his cousin. The idiot ran to fight for Brugey during the Millennium War, and then was turned into a fool by Luke's Saint of Light and converted to them. Damn, a blood clan abandoned his ancestor's faith and joined the Church of Light. What is this? This is a shame."

Dennis quickly echoed: "It's indeed a shame, we still believe in the ancestors."

"Okay, Dennis, remember to take good care of yourself. Your uncle is similar to your ancestors. It's not very reliable. You know more about your brain in the future and know. By the way, what's the name of the gang that caught you? Have you used to torture you?"

Dennis had to answer all the questions in detail in the face of Spencer's question.

"The ancestors were the plaid clubs. They were in the Black Church area, not far from this. There was no torture, but they just asked someone to ask me questions day and night, which made me feel depressed and fetched information."

"Bang!"

Spencer slapped the wine glass on the table and cursed and said that he wanted to educate his younger generation.

"Guest, one wine glass of five pence."

Saito immediately cleaned the debris and took out a new one.

"It's okay, record this guy's head."

Spencer said indifferently, and then the holy emblem hanging on his chest suddenly jumped.
Chapter completed!