The night watchman on the side stepped forward and kicked the old village chief to the ground.
The young children in the square were frightened so much that they started sobbing.
The night watchman in front of him still kept trampling on the old man who fell to the ground, and cursed with an angry expression.
"I don't know what you call rubbish. Do you know who you are talking to? The gentleman you just asked is the distinguished Duke Mikhail!"
As soon as these words came out.
All the surviving villagers were stunned on the spot.
Although the village in front of me is located in a remote border corner, it is also part of the territory of the Principality of Issa.
Mikhail Romanov——
The nephew of the current king of the Principality of Isa and the youngest duke in history.
This thunderous name is almost a household name in the Principality of Isa.
It's just that they can't figure it out.
He is obviously a high-ranking Duke, why would he kill the common people under his own country!
His face was still extremely gloomy.
The blond Mikhail stepped forward again and put the pistol directly to the village chief's forehead.
"Ask me one last time..."
Tilted his head.
Mikhail asked coldly: "Where is that red-haired man?!"
There was blood stains on the corners of his mouth.
After struggling to get up from the ground, facing the black muzzle of the gun, the old man's brows were full of resentment.
He opened his mouth and spat thick blood, which happened to be stained on the opponent's boots.
Gritting his teeth and smiling coldly, the stubborn village chief shook his head and angrily said, "No comment!"
Bang~!
Mikhail pulled the trigger without saying a word.
In full view.
The bullet instantly penetrated the village chief's head. As the blood flowed violently, the old body suddenly rose up and fell on his back forever in the cold and biting snow.
At the same moment——
Panting, Ivanov climbed up the steep slope and happened to see this tragic scene from a distance.
"Village, village chief..."
He stood there stunned.
Ivanov stood tall in the cold wind, unable to recover for a long time.
In the broad square in the distance, the cries of old, weak, women and children suddenly began. The hot blood stained the snow, adding a heavy red color to the white sky.
"Son of a bitch, unforgivable!!"
He suddenly swung the shotgun from behind.
Ivanov's eyes widened with anger, and tears flowed down his cheeks.
Click~
Pull the gun bolt suddenly.
The young man in front of him trembled all over, gritted his teeth and growled: "You bastard... kill you... I will kill all of you to avenge the people in the village!"
Finger on the trigger of the shotgun.
Ivanov narrowed his eyes and locked his eyes on the arrogant Mikhail in the square in the distance.
call--
At the critical moment.
The tall figure suddenly stopped in front of the young man, just blocking the muzzle of the shotgun.
"Teacher Zabu..." Ivanov's face was filled with fear.
Her short, fiery red hair swayed slowly in the cold wind.
The dark-skinned Zabu had a serious expression, and the aura exuded by the centaur freak beside him seemed heavy and gloomy.
"Don't be impulsive, you are no match for them."
He looked back at the young man.
Zabu's eyes were full of guilt, and he murmured: "You are still very young, and your life should not stop here. Let me bear all this alone..."
The words just fell.
The man in front of him threw his shotgun to the boy.
Buzz…
Accompanied by a dull buzzing sound.
A golden brilliance suddenly shined from the centaur monster's horns.
Golden brilliance rises in the sky.
Like a heavy cannonball, it slammed into little Ivan's chest.
His eyes widened suddenly.
Ivanov's body rose into the air and instantly fell into the dense haystacks nearby.
next moment--
Ivanov in the haystack was horrified to find that his body could not move at all.
It was as if it was blocked by the biting glacier, and even the fingers could not move easily.
"It's long past time to face it..."
Caressing the centaur freak's neck.
Gritting his teeth and leaving two lines of tears behind, Zabu squinted his eyes and looked at the crowd in the square, raised his head and shouted.
"Mikhail——"
A deafening roar resounded across the sky.
Everyone in the square was suddenly startled, and all looked in the direction of the sound.
On a high slope.
The sturdy figure did not look back. The centaur monster beside him lowered his head, and the horns on his head shone with an inexplicable light, giving people the illusion of lingering fear.
He looked in the direction of Zabu in shock.
The corners of Mikhail's mouth slowly raised, and an excited smile appeared on his face.
"Hahahaha, Zabu, you are finally willing to show up!"
Stretch your arms.
Mikhail raised his head and laughed: "It has been five years. You have been absconding for five years. If my men hadn't accidentally met you in this remote mountain village, who would have guessed that the Palmy clan
How could the greatest sniper be willing to hide in such a deserted place?!"
The shrill cold wind made noisy noises.
He raised his head and took a deep breath.
Zabu smiled miserably, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Now that I'm here, let the villagers here go. The grudges between you and me have nothing to do with them!"
Playing with the short gun in his hand.
Mikhail tilted his head, and the Night Watch army around him was already beginning to move, approaching the steep slope imperceptibly.
"Let them go?!"
He raised his eyebrows.
Mikhail shook his head and smiled: "It seems that you are still as naive as before..."
Raising his hand casually towards the trembling crowd, Mikhail smiled and pulled the trigger ruthlessly again.
Accompanied by a gunshot.
Among the innocent villagers, another old man suddenly fell into a pool of blood.
As the Duke of the Principality of Issa, Mikhail has no sympathy for these villagers in remote areas.
In his eyes, these old, weak, sick and disabled people who are powerless are simply animals that he can trample on at will.
"You bastard, stop it!" Zabu shouted with his heart pounding.
"Haha, please, find out the situation first!"
Her long golden hair fluttered in the wind.
Mikhail laughed wildly and said: "These humble untouchables dare to take in the remnants of the Palmi clan. This is already a serious crime that violates the laws of the Principality of Isa!"
He raised his eyebrows.
Mikhail grinned and said: "So, from the day you decide to stay in this village, these guys are destined to become the dead souls of my gun!"
The sharp words were like a sharp blade, piercing into Zabu's chest.
Clench your fists.
The dark, strong man stood helplessly on the spot, with veins on his forehead popping out.
The tragic scenes of mountains of corpses and seas of blood flooded into my mind again.