The Devil’s Cage

Chapter 1767: into the city

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Cole Wharton was taken aback.

But then this young nobleman who was not an idiot realized it. He nodded gratefully at Qin Ran, and then pushed open the car door.

Outside the carriage, Ball was still surrounded by soldiers.

"I really mean no harm."

"There will be no trouble."

"I'm just a legitimate businessman."

Bohr explained to Cole Wharton with a wry smile on his face.

The surrounding soldiers also looked at Kool Wharton, waiting for the order.

Cole Wharton, who was on alert but didn't show any expression on his face, waved his hand.

"Well, he..."

boom!

Before the young noble could finish speaking, a soldier suddenly pulled the trigger.

From the muzzle of the matchlock gun, flames spurted out, and the projectile shot directly at the young nobleman.

But Cole Wharton seemed to be a prophet. The moment the soldier pulled the trigger, he turned sideways, took out the short gun, and pulled the trigger directly.

boom!

It is obviously not a short gun of ordinary goods, and the speed of firing projectiles is far beyond the phenomenon of ordinary people.

Almost as soon as the gunshot rang out, the soldier who fired the gun fell to the ground.

Blood spilled from the opponent's chest.

However, the other party did not die.

After falling to the ground, the opponent rolled and rushed towards the convoy.

The opponent wants to create chaos and run away.

But Cole Wharton is faster.

boom!

No need to prime, the young noble pulled the trigger again.

The muzzle of the gun did not aim directly at the opponent, but moved forward slightly, but when the projectile flew out, it just hit the opponent.

Obviously, in addition to the speed of the projectile, this short gun also has the function of continuous firing.

The other party fell to the ground again, and did not get up again.

Cole Wharton waved his hand.

The soldiers who were still in shock around him immediately came back to their senses and turned towards the fallen soldier... No, it was the assassins who surrounded him.

Those who are not too stupid have already guessed the reason of the matter at this time.

Kate Hall wasn't really the target.

Cole Wharton is.

However, this Your Excellency was prepared to defeat the opponent's calculations.

Involuntarily, these soldiers looked at Cole Wharton with admiration.

Bohr was also surprised.

He looked at Cole Wharton in surprise, but immediately, Boer looked at the carriage. He thought it should have something to do with Qin Ran.

At this time, the fallen assassin had already been tied up.

"is it him?"

Cole Wharton asked Ball.

"no."

"It's thinner than him, with longer cheeks and different eyes."

Paul replied in the affirmative.

Although the previous distance was a bit far, Bohr thought he would never be wrong.

"is that so?"

"The division of labor is very clear."

With slightly playful words, Cole Wharton waved his hand and smashed the butt of the gun on the assassin's cheek. Immediately, the opponent was knocked down to the ground, and all the teeth in his mouth spit out.

"Check him again to see if there are those poisons."

"Then, find a doctor to treat him."

"I hope he doesn't have any surprises."

Cole Wharton said to the uniformed interrogators who ran over because of another accident.

"Yes, Mr. Wharton."

The leader of the interrogators assured.

Then, a syringe appeared in the opponent's hand, and it pierced straight into the assassin's neck.

Immediately, a group of struggling assassins became motionless, except that they were still breathing, almost as if they were dead.

The assassin was then carried away by his interrogators.

The group of soldiers also left.

They will also be interrogated by interrogators.

After all, the interrogators have checked it just now, and the assassin has not made up or changed his appearance. The face at this moment is the face of the other party.

Simply put, this is a hidden weapon lurking among soldiers.

So naturally, it is necessary to ask the soldiers of the opposing team to see if there are any clues.

Cole Wharton knew the odds were slim.

But even so, he doesn't mind.

Not only because it is a necessary process, but also because everyone has a chance in their hearts.

However, he was very fortunate that in the face of real danger, he did not have such a fluke mentality, otherwise, at this time, he would be the one who was carried away.

Turning around, Cole Wharton walked towards the carriage again.

This time, the young noble was more polite than before.

Because, he knew very well how bad the situation would be without the other party.

He tapped on the car door.

Boom, boom, boom.

"Come in."

Qin Ran's voice sounded again.

After Cole Wharton walked into the carriage, he directly bowed and saluted.

Although it was awkward to do so in the carriage, the young noble insisted on finishing it, and thanked him.

"Thanks."

"I know that words like this cannot express my gratitude."

"So, if you encounter any troubles in Fort Eitantino in the coming time and it is not convenient to deal with them, you can come to the Marquis of Wharton's mansion to find me."

"I will do my best to help you."

The young noble made an almost unlimited promise.

Qin Ran looked at the other party and shook his head.

"Not required."

"You've already thanked me."

"They taste good."

Qin Ran pointed to the candy from 'Snowy Owl Candy House' on the table. At this time, the package had been opened, revealing the red, green, blue and yellow four-color candies inside.

Each candy is in the shape of a round jelly bean, crystal clear, reflecting a different kind of brilliance in the sun.

Qin Ran picked up a red jelly bean and put it in his mouth again.

Light watermelon flavor.

Sweet and tangy, but not rushing.

Obviously, the boutique of 'Snowy Owl Candy House' is not perfunctory.

Seeing Qin Ran's appearance, the young noble was taken aback.

Then, as if thinking of something, the young nobleman shook his head helplessly.

"Everything depends on your will."

"But my promise stands."

The other party said so.

Then, he saluted again, expressing his farewell.

Qin Ran didn't stop him, and watched the other party leave.

He didn't say anything about the other party's thoughts.

As for the promise of the other party

Maybe there is no problem with ordinary things, but if it is really the kind of problem that exceeds the other party's imagination, it is definitely useless, so Qin Ran will not be tempted by the promise that seems to have no upper limit.

People not only have to be cautious.

It's also worth knowing yourself.

Both are necessary.

Bohr returned to the carriage, looked at the candies on the table, and couldn't help smiling.

Everything was as he expected, and Cole Wharton was instructed by Kieran.

"What a lucky guy!"

"I'm a little envious!"

Paul said so.

However, after saying this, Boer followed Kieran's example and leaned against the soft cushion.

As for more

For example, through the relationship with Cole Wharton, to solve the immediate problem

Pol didn't even think about it.

Because, he knows how Cole Wharton treats a businessman.

Perhaps, he will be treated preferentially because he is traveling with Qin Ran, but there will definitely be a limit.

unless…

He was able to pull Kieran into the opponent's camp.

But is it possible

Boer didn't want to destroy his good relationship with Qin Ran.

Once it is damaged, no amount of Kimpton can make it up.

And Kimpton

He'll figure it out.

After all, Altantino is so big, there are always some shady corners, isn't it

Having made up his mind, Boer completely let go of the anxiety in his heart, and he sat the teapot on the clay stove again.

While waiting for the water to boil, the relaxed Bohr chatted casually.

"Etendinople is more dangerous than I imagined."

"It's not just those two."

"Privately, there are also undercurrents."

"A marquis heir was almost killed in front of me. Fortunately, he didn't die. Otherwise, our trip to Altantinople would have ended before it even started."

"Colin, who do you think wants the young nobleman's life?"

"Will it be the enemy of the Marquis of Wharton?"

"Or those..."

"The guy who opposed the VI decree?"

As he spoke, Bohr involuntarily sat up straight.

Naturally, the 'new decree' promulgated by Aitantine VI could not be without opponents.

For these naysayers, however, direct disobedience to Aitantine VI is not a good idea.

However, it is inevitable to do things in private.

Among them, the Marquis of Wharton, who is a diehard of the VI, is a good target.

Not only because the other party is a loyalist of the VI, but also because the other party is the financial adjutant of Eitantinople. There are even many rumors that the other party is the proposer of the 'new decree'.

Under such a premise, the situation of the Marquis of Wharton can be imagined.

"It's all possible."

"But it's unlikely."

"It's too conspicuous to do this. Although the deterrence is there, it will only make things worse. I don't think those old nobles are willing to do this. They are more seeking benefits."

"but… "

"There is one who is willing to do so."

Qin Ran expressed his opinion.

Regarding the situation in Eitantinople, Boer said it more than once during the chat, and then contacting the information he usually collects, the scene just happened is not difficult to explain.

Bohr also reacted immediately.

"You mean, VI?"

Pol lowered his voice.

"Um."

Qin Ran nodded slightly.

Only the VI, the promulgator of the 'new decree', would hope that things would become a big deal at this time. Only when it gets too big, can His Majesty the King have a proper reason to take action and deal with a group of people who defy him.

"its not right!"

"The Marquis of Wharton is one of his own."

"Even if it's a bitter plan, isn't it too much to pay?"

Pol frowned.

"Since it's going to be a bitter trick, then the more you pay, the more real it will be."

Qin Ran said lightly.

He was in the carriage just now, and he could clearly feel the vague killing intent outside, and that vague feeling told Qin Ran that it was not aimed at him.

Therefore, without his reminder, the assassin pretending to be a soldier would have a high chance of seriously injuring Cole Wharton.

As for killing

it's out of the question.

Judging by perception, Kieran can be sure that there are at least three magic items on that aged nobleman, and one of them must be used to save his life.

Bohr didn't have Kieran's powerful perception, but he deduced something similar.

"Will Cole Wharton die?"

"No, no."

"As the successor of the marquis, the opponent must have one or two life-saving things on him!"

"Therefore, the final result must be that Cole Wharton was seriously injured."

"Old Wharton went to the VI and cried."

"Then, the sixth prince was furious and began to thoroughly investigate what happened."

"etc!"

"We have disrupted the plan of the sixth king now, will he trouble us?"

After speaking, Boer looked at Qin Ran with a very disturbed expression on his face.

Bohr, who was familiar with the rumors about the Aitantine VI, absolutely did not want to be his enemy.

To some extent, offending Aitandine VI is even more terrifying than offending the Temple of War and Lady Calamity.

Because, in name, the entire Aitandine Kingdom belongs to the other party.

All people need to be loyal to their king.

And some of these people are believers.

Simply put, Aitantine VI has many people.

Perhaps the number of strong men is not as good as the two gods, but the other party definitely has the ability to make it difficult for their enemies to move an inch in Fort Eitantino.

Ball did not want to face such a result.

"Won't."

"The result that the other party needs is that this matter occurs."

"Instead of Kool Wharton being killed or seriously injured."

"What's more, someone has already died."

Qin Ran shook his head.

"You mean Kate Hall?"

"Um."

"The person standing behind Kate Hall should be the old Marquis of Wharton."

"Only in this way, Cole Wharton will appear the first time the opponent is assassinated."

"Otherwise, in the identity of the other party, unless a noble or the like was assassinated, he would not show up at all."

Qin Ran said slowly.

After hearing Qin Ran's explanation, Pohl heaved a sigh of relief.

Bohr was not surprised by Qin Ran's sensitivity.

Even, in some respects, Bohr thinks this is the real 'flame demon'.

Among the lone walkers, those who only rely on brute force and have no brains, even if they are lucky enough to survive the rookie game, it is difficult to continue.

Brain and strength are indispensable!

As for why the 'flame demon' always likes to use power to solve problems

Naturally, it is easier to solve those things with strength than brain!

With speculation in his heart, Boer picked up the teapot and began to pour tea for Qin Ran.

At this time, the carriage started again.

The evacuation of all the interrogators allowed the gates of Eitandinople to return to normal.

Under normal progress, the forward speed is very fast.

After about half an hour, the carriage belonging to Ball was released.

Soldiers are not fools.

The previous scene was enough to tell them that the people doing this were not something they could embarrass.

The thickness of the 'city gate' is half a meter.

The thickness of the city wall reached 40 meters.

The carriage drove into it, as if entering a tunnel.

On the walls on both sides, a torch was inserted every five meters.

The fire flickered.

Shadow writhed.

A figure was hidden in the shadows, he stared closely at the carriage, and murmured unconsciously—

"Snake pie? Snake pie?"

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