"Of course, sir, attacking a nobleman for no reason is a capital crime." Butler Donald answered Meng Han's question very calmly, as if nothing had happened. However, every word in his words was in support of Meng Han.
In fact, Donald has also been shocked by the power Meng Han just showed. The so-called city lord's personal guards are actually some ordinary-looking guys. The real masters are all around the city lord. How can they let the tax
However, despite this, Meng Han's performance was enough to impress Butler Donald.
I originally thought that this little nobleman who had lost power just discovered rare stones with a little luck, and then he got in touch with the young master Viscount and asked his young master to take care of him. Later, I discovered that Lord Antonio seemed to be more than just a stone.
It was a little lucky and he had a good mind. Even the Marquis valued him. But now Butler Donald has discovered something. This Lord is a terrible magician.
Although he did not understand what Meng Han was talking about, Butler Donald was not a person who knew nothing about magic. On the contrary, because the Marquis had attracted many magicians, Mr. Donald had a lot of contact with them and was very familiar with them.
The understanding of magic can even be said to be beyond that of ordinary people.
To be able to cast magic so quickly was already a miracle. In addition, Meng Han's magic almost never failed, so Donald instantly discovered how terrifying Meng Han was.
Even a real magician, at Meng Han's age, would not be able to have such terrifying attack power. This lord was really the magic waste he had investigated before leaving, and had not even passed the magic test.
Firewood?
The surprise in his heart could not be concealed, but on the surface, Butler Donald still looked calm. He answered Meng Han's question, stood there and behaved, just like Meng Han's own butler, neither overstepping nor overstepping.
Don't be presumptuous and wait for Meng Han's instructions.
"Since they are all guilty of death, they deserve to die now, right? But if someone asks?" Meng Han was very satisfied with Donald's attitude. He was indeed a member of a big family, after experiencing the scene just now.
, His expression didn’t even change, he is definitely a master. I thought this in my heart, but still asked the question.
"Of course, sir. Even if someone investigates, I can still testify for you." Butler Donald seemed to have already guessed Meng Han's intention of asking this question clearly, and immediately answered the answer Meng Han wanted.
"You are really an upright person." Meng Han praised with a smile, but his face was as hypocritical as an aristocrat's, and even he felt uncomfortable.
"If there is nothing else, I want to take care of the business here." Donald bowed slightly, fulfilled his courtesy, and immediately found an excuse to leave. However, when he left, he still seemed to be talking to himself.
In a normal voice, he told a piece of news: "The city lord of Stormwind City is said to have recruited a master. I heard he is already a peak swordsman and will soon be close to the level of a sword master. Sir, you must be careful."
Naturally, Meng Han would not stop him. He still had many things to do, and some of them could not be seen by Donald. Donald left, just as he wanted. Looking at Donald's leaving back, Meng Han's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Sir." Grace saw Meng Han staring in that direction without speaking, and couldn't help shouting. Grace was not mentally prepared for the rapid killing just now. She had no idea that Meng Han was going to die.
Before Han came, he had already ordered Qiao and Zhu to kill them directly if they wanted to take action.
"Grace, don't be afraid." Meng Han turned his head and saw Grace's slightly panicked expression. He gave her a reassuring smile before Meng Han turned to the corpses on the ground and the man who was still alive but only one.
A tax collector with a bad tone.
He had long known that one day, his wealth would be targeted, but Meng Han did not expect that this day would come so quickly. Fortunately, Meng Han had been prepared for this day from the very beginning.
.The tax collector bumped into him and sought his own death, but no one else could blame him. On the other hand, the peak swordsman that Donald was talking about when he finally left sounded like he was in some trouble.
"Qiao, Zhu, what do you think your current level should be? A great swordsman?" Meng Han walked up to the blackened tax collector, stretched out his foot and gently kicked the human body on the ground, seemingly asking casually.
One sentence.
"Sir, I estimate that we are now at the level of a junior great swordsman." Qiao was not very confident and seemed to have a relatively clear understanding of his current strength.
Meng Han nodded, his expression did not change after hearing this judgment. Qiao was originally worried that he would be dissatisfied with their strength because the other party was a peak swordsman, but now he finally let go. It was just that it was firmly in his mind.
Remember this Lord of Stormwind City, he has a top swordsman under his command.
Grace did not have Meng Han's thoughts. When she heard that Qiao and Zhu only admitted that they were junior great swordsmen, she immediately panicked and shouted to Meng Han anxiously: "Sir!"
"Don't worry, Grace." Meng Han knew what Grace was thinking, and gently comforted her: "You have to learn from Mr. Donald, he is not as restless as you."
"Yes, sir!" Grace was already somewhat blindly obedient to her lord. Meng Han asked her to rest assured, so she would not show her uneasiness in front of Meng Han. She did not want to let the lord who was already working very hard because of herself
Adults are more tired.
"Oh!" The tax official, who was in darkness on the ground, let out a weak groan, indicating that he was not completely dead yet.
Meng Han looked at the guy at his feet, suddenly thought about it, and ordered Qiao: "Qiao, ask someone to get him into the room over there. I have something to ask him." As he said that, he stabbed his magic wand directly.
When it landed on the tax collector, it caused him to groan in pain. However, it also made the dying tax collector a little more angry because of the branches of the tree of life.
A burst of coolness came from a very painful part of the body, and the tax officer finally regained his consciousness. After waking up, he found that there was no place in his body that was not in pain, and it was still burning from the inside out.
If it weren't for the cool feeling coming from somewhere, the tax officer even doubted whether he could maintain his sobriety. The tax officer didn't dare to move, and he couldn't even remember what happened.
"If you wake up, Mr. Tax Collector, I suggest you open your eyes, otherwise, I don't know what will happen." As a familiar voice came, something that was pressed against him immediately left.
However, the coolness also left his body, and his whole body immediately fell into the burning pain again.
"Ah!" The tax officer finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted. He hurriedly opened his eyes and faced the still smiling Lord of Huangsha Town. He was eager to get that little bit of refreshment, but his throat seemed to have been blocked.
He was so burned that he couldn't say a word. He tried to move his arms, but was immediately hit by heartbreaking pain. His whole body seemed to be twitching in pain, like a fish that had just been fished out of boiling water.
No dead prawns.
"My throat hurts and I can't speak, right? Mr. Tax Officer?" Meng Han's voice came from the top of his head. Although it was still so peaceful, to the ears of the Mr. Tax Officer, it sounded like the voice of a devil.
Oh, hehe, after several consecutive moans that didn't sound like moans and words that didn't sound like words, the tax collector seemed to be enduring severe pain and moved his body slightly, causing another painful convulsion.
Something was suddenly pushed against the throat. It hurt, but it brought a burst of coolness. The throat that was still burning just now seemed to be irrigated by a clear spring, and it was recovering at a completely imaginable speed. Different.
Yes, the tax officer felt that he could already speak.
"Can you speak? Mr. Tax Officer!" Meng Han's voice came again, which made the tax officer on the ground startled and hurriedly replied with his still hoarse voice: "Yes, sir."
"I want to know everything that happened before the Lord of the City sent you here." Meng Han looked at the tax officer, paused slightly, and showed a gentle smile: "I think, Mr. Tax Officer, you will not reject me as a little boy.
A small request, right?"
Meng Han said it easily, but the tax official dared not hide anything. He had already seen clearly that what was pressed against his neck was the magic wand in Meng Han's hand. Once it left his body, he knew that he would
Falling into the same kind of pain just now, he didn't care much at the moment and hurriedly recounted everything the city lord had ordered him to do.
In fact, there is not much surprising in this, it is very cliché. The city lord discovered that Huangsha Town has now become a big source of wealth, so he immediately started to covet it. On the one hand, he has already made a lot of efforts in taxation.
He began to test, but on the other hand, he was already preparing to take back the ownership rights of that section of the Dwarf Mountains. Of course, he did not forget the last step. If these failed, he planned to send people directly to take back the twins in Huangsha Town.
Kill them all, and then completely swallow up Huangsha Town.
"Isn't the City Lord afraid of the twin curse here?" Grace was also listening, and was frightened by the City Lord's vicious thoughts and asked subconsciously.
"It's just ordinary soldiers who took action. What's the matter with the city lord?" Meng Han explained to Grace with a smile, but he was planning in his heart. The other party was so vicious, should he strike first?
However, it is a troublesome thing for the opponent to have a peak swordsman.