In the underground dark hall, after about an hour of arrangement, the magic array of the phantom void was finally arranged. The magic array activated the magic power, and the array was activated immediately. In an instant, the spatial phantom of Radat, who was in the palace, appeared in Bodo
Kasij, and in front of everyone.
The dark hall became quiet for a while. After a while, Bodokasi Jie, who was sitting on the king's chair, spoke first. He smiled and said: "Your Majesty the King, should I pay homage to you?"
Radat in the phantom was holding a glass of red wine in his hand, and he said: "I know you are suffering from illness, so there is no need for etiquette."
"Haha." Potokasijie laughed and said, "Your Majesty, you look very relaxed. I heard Celeste talking about cooperation with me, and I thought your throne had reached a critical moment."
Radat smiled slightly and said: "Although the matter is urgent, I am confident that I can handle it."
Bodokashijie said: "Since Your Majesty is confident that he can handle it by himself, why bother looking for the prisoner's door?"
"That's not what you say." Radat said: "Confidence is a necessary condition for coping with difficulties. If I lose the confidence to win, then all resistance will be meaningless. I believe that Emperor Kui of the Prisoner's Gate will not do it.
A waste of effort destined to fail."
"Hahahaha, the emperor's demeanor is really different. I have already said it, so I won't talk nonsense. Since the empire's political power needs our efforts from the Prisoners' Gate, then the Prisoners' Gate must get the necessary benefits. Next, we will work hard
Let’s talk about what kind of benefits the empire you represent can bring to me!”
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It was a lonely night, with a dangerous atmosphere. On this night, the murderous intention was destined not to disappear with the evening breeze. In a small restaurant, Halls and Palo were eating late-night snacks in this restaurant. They were tired after a long day.
It makes their spirits very sleepy.
After finishing the macaroni, Halls lit a cigarette and started smoking slowly. Paolo drank a bowl of fresh soup and said to the shop owner: "Another bowl of soy noodles."
"It's not good to eat too much at night." Halls blew out a smoke ring and flicked the ashes into the paper cup on the table.
Palo said while eating: "I didn't eat well at night. I only ate two pieces of bread, and now I'm hungry."
Hols chuckled: "Hey, after this incident in the capital is over, let's take a long vacation and go back to our hometown together sometime."
"Okay." Palo said after eating a piece of beef, "I haven't been back for a long time. I really miss my hometown."
"I don't know if there have been any changes."
Palo said: "There will be no changes in the remote areas, but they won't be too big."
"Your noodles are here." The boss put the hot soybean noodles on the table.
Palo continued to eat voraciously.
Halls said: "After eating noodles, I will go to the detention center with me later."
"Still working? It's already this time. Let's talk about anything tomorrow." Palo said: "I haven't had a good night's sleep in the past few days. My whole body is so sore."
"There's no rush now. It's time for those two fat men to deal with it. Let's finish this before leaving."
"Hey, okay."
After eating the noodles, the two came to the detention center. Halls said: "Palro, go in and take the people out. I'll wait for you outside."
Piro entered the detention center, and after a while he took Bonn and Poirot out and said: "Hols, where are we taking them?"
"Let's talk a little further away." Halls took the fat man and the two to a secluded place and said to them: "You two can go."
"Let's go?" Poirot blinked his round eyes: "Are you going to let us go?"
Halls said: "Yes, you can leave now."
Palo wondered: "Hey Hols, why did you let them go? Bing Zhixie hasn't been caught yet."
"It doesn't matter. I have other ideas about Bing Zhixie, so let them go."
"But releasing the suspect privately...forget it, just release him, you are the boss."
Seeing that they were about to let him go, Bonn hurriedly said: "No, no, we can't leave like this. You haven't returned our weapons to us yet."
Halls looked at Palo.
Pilot said: "Their weapons are temporarily stored in the warehouse of the Public Security Headquarters, not here."
"Follow me to the public security headquarters to get your weapons."
They went to the police headquarters to pick up the weapons and returned them to the Dirk brothers. Poirot and Bonn left happily, while Halls and Parrot also walked to the other side.
On the way, Pailuo asked again: "You must have a purpose in letting them go like this. Do you want to follow them and find Bing Zhixie?"
Halls shook his head: "It doesn't take so much trouble to find Bing Zhixie. I have met him more than once today. After several meetings, I found that Bing Zhixie was not very worried about being arrested by our police station. Several times he openly
Showing up is proof.”
Pailuo said: "This kid is too arrogant. He thinks it's great just because he has a giant dragon to protect him. He doesn't know that it is not particularly difficult to find a master with a dragon rider in the king. If it is true.
If we try to catch him, he will have no choice but to run away in confusion."
Halls said: "I don't think so. He doesn't look like that kind of simple and ignorant boy. The reason why I let Brother Dirk go is because I met Brad in the afternoon and he asked me to let him go."
We have arrested these two people and suspended the arrest of Bing Zhixie."
"Brad, the commander of the Guards! He is a close official of His Majesty the King. Why do you let you do something contrary to the King's order?" asked Palo.
Halls said: "So the problem here is not simple. Since I have decided to serve the king, I just need to do these things. I am already here, you can go back."
"Yeah." The two of them went back separately.
On the way home, Halls was still thinking about the recent events in the Royal Capital. He had been in the Royal Capital for so many years and was quite sensitive to the changes in the political environment of the Royal Capital. Ordinary people might not be able to detect it, but he was like this today.
After a day's work, I can already feel that the attitude and atmosphere of some officials have become different from the previous few days, and I have a vague premonition of a storm in the future.
Back in the community, Halls was going upstairs in the stairwell when he saw strange men coming downstairs. He was wondering that he had never seen these people before, but seeing them all drunk and smelling of alcohol, he thought
Which neighbor's colleague or friend came to have a drink?
"Hey, hey, you're blocking the road, do you know?" The drunk man was lying on the corridor, his body swaying, as if he was about to fall down at any time.
Halls knew that drunken and crazy people were the worst people to mess with, so he didn't want to provoke them, so he made a way and stuck to the wall to let them pass first.
But the drunken man still seemed unhappy and yelled: "What are you doing? You're still blocking the road, you know! Get out of here...get out of here, don't stand on the stairs and block the way, you know?"
"Yeah, get out of the way. People blocking the road are really annoying. Believe it or not, I'm going to piss on your face." Other people also started arguing, and there was actually a person in the corridor who actually pulled down his pants and peed.
Halls quickly ducked away, but had no choice but to retreat to the corner of the corridor.
The drunkards laughed and said: "It's not bad, you can hide quickly." Several people followed and staggered downstairs.
Just as they were passing by Halls, a drunk man suddenly made a "wow" sound and spat out a mouth full of filth at Halls. The corridor was narrow, and Halls couldn't avoid it, so he was vomited all over.
The drunken people around all laughed: "Hahahaha, I still got tricked. I told you not to...don't block the road but you didn't listen, hahahaha..."
"Hug... I'm sorry." The man who vomited wiped the dirt around his mouth with his hand, and then reached out to wipe the dirt on Hols' body: "I'll wipe it off for you, I'm sorry."
"No, no, I'll do it myself." Halls frowned and pushed him away.
The drunk man said: "No, you're welcome, you... why are you being polite to me? I have to clean up my shit, I... I vomited..." He squinted his eyes and took a closer look:
"I have to wipe the dried shrimp and egg drop that I vomited. Don't move and let me wipe it clean for you." He said, grabbing Holes' clothes and wiping him up.
"No need really, tut, don't hold on to my clothes. Let go and you don't need to wipe it for me." Halls was very impatient and wanted to push him away again, but when he exerted force, he found that the other party's grip was very tight, and at the same time
He also grabbed his hand. Halls was suddenly startled, but it was already too late. He only felt a cold feeling in his back vest and a dagger inserted into his heart.
The bloodthirsty demon who stabbed the dagger put the red mask on his face: "Horse, you are careless!"
Halls quickly gathered his strength to fight back, but suddenly he felt a powerful suppressive force coming from behind his body.
The bloodthirsty demon smiled and said: "Since I have prepared the plot, how can I use an ordinary dagger!"
While he was talking, the drunkards around him swarmed over and stabbed Halls with knives.
Halls endured the severe pain and screamed, and several spiral blades flew out from his armor, whirring around and cutting all the people around him. He turned around and grabbed the bloodthirsty demon's hand, and kicked
He kicked the opponent in the stomach, turned around and ran upstairs.
"Hurry up." The bloodthirsty demon and others quickly chased after him.
The residents who lived here heard the shouting in the corridor and opened the door to see what was going on. But when they saw the man who was chasing Halls, they were immediately frightened and quickly closed the door.
Halls ran all the way to the rooftop and was about to jump downstairs.
But the bloodthirsty demon was a step faster. He grabbed Halls who was about to jump off the building and dragged him back: "Humph, if you want to escape, go to hell!" He threw Halls to the ground and hid his clothes under his clothes.
The bloodthirsty bone knife was already in hand, and he slashed at Hols with one strike.
The magic dagger behind Halls emitted bursts of golden light and was firmly locked on his back. His strength was limited and he was unable to dodge the knife in time. His chest was immediately slashed by the knife, and he felt the blade cutting his body.
When he was using his body, the strange wood-like blade was sucking the blood from his body like a blood leech...