When I went out early in the morning, I encountered the "fixing the house number", and it really couldn't make Powell feel any good. He can imagine that his next situation will become more and more difficult.
The civilians who had never existed in the past were organized, like an airtight net covering the whole city.
In the past, how could aristocrats look upon the mediocre common people in the city? But the seemingly inadvertent move gave Powell a great sense of oppression.
From Dongsi Street, turn to the west. There is a street over there that specializes in slaughter and leather business. The sewage flows through and the smell is unpleasant.
Powell is going to meet a few companions in that street to discuss the next response. But when he arrived at Slaughter Street, he found that it was being demolished.
All slaughter and leather businesses must be moved to the wharf area, so as to avoid polluting the water in the city. All the original houses have to be demolished and rebuilt.
"Damn Victor Hugo likes to demolish houses everywhere to build houses. Why is he so enthusiastic about this kind of thing? I haven't seen that nobleman like him, he likes to spend a little money everywhere."
Powell was extremely annoyed. This incident was really unexpected, and a street was demolished simply and rudely. The old spy encountered a new problem, how did this make him contact other companions who sneaked into Coldwind City
In the past, the contact person always arrived late and left early and couldn't find it, and was anxious because of poor communication. I never thought that the contact point would disappear.
A cordon was pulled outside the Slaughter Street, and more than one hundred residents were moving. The old houses have begun to be demolished, a large number of snakes and rats have been exposed, and they have to escape hastily from the hiding place.
The scene is pretty coke...
A brood of mice has nowhere to escape, scurrying at the feet of a few coolies. One of them was slapped to death by a shovel, causing a burst of laughter.
Powell felt as if he had been shoveled and his heart jumped.
No, no, absolutely can't end up like this.
Turning around, Powell wandered around Slaughter Street. He hopes to meet the companions who come to contact, discuss whether to withdraw as soon as possible, or find another place to hide.
Only after turning around twice, the companion didn't see it, but saw a few two-wheeled carriages coming in from outside the city. This is obviously not the car of the "Prosperity Leader", but the escort is Adrian, the leader of the "Evil Dog".
When Powell saw it from a distance, he immediately bowed his head to avoid him, and hid in the alley on the side of the street.
The two-wheeled carriage is like a horse-drawn cart, extremely simple. The empty car panels were not covered either, and several corpses were stacked on top.
Behind the carriage, a few messy prisoners were led with ropes. In terms of appearance, it is definitely a bandit who wanders in the wilderness all year round.
Oops!
This situation is wrong.
The number of people watching the excitement on the street increased in an instant, and Powell hid in the alley and looked at the carriage. The onlookers were also in an uproar. Although the body in the car is tattered, but the face is clear.
"Oh my God! It's the knight master of the Long Legs family."
"I know the corpse with the scar on the face. I have served him."
"Look at the blood-stained armor. The coat of arms above is Lord Exxon's. I swear I am absolutely right. I wiped that armor."
The discussion is getting louder and louder, and the influence is getting bigger and bigger. Many people followed the carriage and chased it all the way.
The inspectorate sent someone to take over, and by the way, held a public sentence in the city. Several dead noble corpses were hung up for public display, while the captured gangsters and captives were beheaded.
Hanging the nobleman is shocking enough, and hanging the nobleman's body is even more naked humiliation.
This is an extremely effective display of strength. Even the rich and powerful lawmakers who were arguing in the Wintery Hall put down their disputes and ran to watch the excitement.
Seeing the tragic condition of the'hanging corpse' and Exxon's discarded armor, the entire Coldwind City was shocked. This is the first time Victor Hugo has shown his power to the outside world.
If you don't make a move, you will take the game as soon as you make a move.
Judging from the results of the battle, the number of long-legged knights who died this time was not large. Before the Allard family took the lead in the rebellion, the noble master who killed it was on the plan.
But now Coldwind City is in chaos, and people's hearts are floating.
At this time, Victor Hugo did not hesitate to slaughter a few knights of the Long-legged family, and publicly showed it to the public, his position became clear-this is determined to kill the long-legged family, and will never die.
The public trial was held in the square under the Wizard's Tower, and the patrol department sent someone to announce the entire incident. From the attack on the transport convoy to the attack by the law enforcement hunting team, and then to the late night attack and killing, we won a complete victory.
Powell hid in the corner of the square and watched the trial, his heart trembled. He still remembers that he heard about it only three or four days ago. But now the long-legged family members and the gangsters who were agitated have been killed in one go.
"The group of'evil dogs' was so fast. The second day after Sir Exxon robbed the convoy, they chased them out of the city. To have such a result, they must catch up within twelve hours and attack immediately. ."
Decisive, fierce, hard to deal with thinking about it.
Even from a hostile perspective, Powell felt that the speed of this action was really amazing. He couldn't help but make him more worried about his situation.
Do you want to continue contacting the rich and powerful in the city to do what you should do
Too dangerous, too dangerous!
Powell turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly saw a wizard in a robe smiling at him on the opposite side. When the two met, they looked away, and only met again after crossing a few streets.
"Powell, you seem to be a little disturbed." In a street alley, the wizard who met cast a hole in a wall.
Powell looked to the side and looked back several times and entered the cave after confirming that no one was following him. This is an illusion space, with a closed wall outside, and a comfortably furnished arcane hut inside.
"Johnson, you are crazy. When you show up in public, you are not afraid of being targeted by those'bad dogs'?" Powell glanced at the illusion hut, knowing that there is no cure for the wizard's covetousness.
The owl pet that had been calling was on the bird shelf in the house the other night. The damn flat-haired beast shook his head and stared at Powell, muttering a few words: "Poor ghost, we meet again."
Powell glanced sideways, furious, wishing to swallow this damn bird alive.
The illusionist sat down on a soft cushion and hummed a few times, "I am good at hiding and disguising. Different people see me different appearances.
Don't worry too much, no one notices me. This is the magical effect of Arcane. "
There was a hidden servant in the house, bringing Powell a drink. After he took it, he didn't plan to drink, and asked the illusionist: "Johnson, what are you looking for me for?"
"I seriously considered your suggestion a few days ago."
Ok... ..
"I decided to accept it."
What did I suggest the other day
The illusionist took a glass of juice and drank it in one gulp.
Powell was thinking: "I didn't suggest anything a few days ago. Wait, isn't it about the kidnapping of important people in Coldwind City
This is not my suggestion. At that time, I was just irritable to write a letter, and casually mentioned a few target candidates. I'm not involved in this kind of thing. "
Your spy felt like he was in trouble.
Sure enough...
The illusionist continued: "Powell, since it is your opinion, let's join in the action."
Fuck, now Cold Wind City is Longtan Tiger Den, you actually want to get me to kidnap? Didn't you see the corpses that were brought back today? Do you still have the guts to do it
Powell felt that the illusionist really had a problem with his mind, and he would not judge the situation at all.
But the other party made sense, "Today's public trial has severely hit the image of the family and will inevitably change the situation.
If we don't do it, all forces in Coldwind City will be integrated by Victor Hugo. We have no time to delay, we must do something. "
Speaking of this, the illusionist paused for half a second, staring at Powell and asked: "Your Excellency, who are you loyal now?"
This question is a good question.
Powell's heart tightened, feeling that he was too careless and shouldn't have followed into the other's nest. It's just that the status quo does not allow him to think more, so he can only ask: "Who do you choose as your goal?"