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Ice Blue City, Ruby Street, Earl Harland's Mansion.
It was already time to turn off the lights and rest, but the hall was brightly lit. This is very rare in the Ruby Street under the Imperial City. The nobles follow the ancient schedule. Whenever the bell of the chapel rings at ten o'clock at night, the entire block will be plunged into darkness.
The middle of the hall is filled with exquisite objects, with brilliance flowing on the surface. Boxes filled with jewelry, sparkling ornaments, and simple and elegant handicrafts are all rare treasures. At this moment, they are piled on the ground like debris, forming a small building. Mountain bag.
Women in tight black leather jackets were standing everywhere. Under the small boat-shaped hat are cold eyes, lips as red as blood, and a hot figure.
"No, you can't do this..." "You are committing a crime." "You have violated the laws of the kingdom."
Under their high-heeled leather boots, the normally graceful ladies and ladies were currently complaining about these uninvited hawks and dogs.
"Snapped!"
A clear voice sounded, and five red marks appeared on the fair face of the noble lady.
"Shut up, you bitch!"
The noble lady covered her face and looked at the woman who hit her in disbelief. She, who was usually so pampered, had never been treated so rudely and rudely. She was completely stunned.
"I'll fight you!"
"court death!"
Seeing her daughter being beaten, the lady lost her mind and grabbed the other person's face with both hands, but was kicked in the chest.
The hard boots kicked on the fragile flesh, and the whole person flew backwards. His lower back hit the wooden escalator heavily. He rolled his eyes in severe pain and fainted.
"Mother!"
When the noble lady saw her mother being beaten, she cried and rushed towards her.
"Little bitch, I made you cry!"
The female officer grabbed the noble lady's golden curly hair, and the latter suddenly screamed in pain.
"stop!"
His wife and daughter were brutally abused, and Count Harland, who had been silent next to him, finally couldn't help but yell at the female officer.
"Haha, it seems you are not mute."
The corners of the female officer's mouth curved into a cruel arc, and she kicked the noble lady in the rear, sinking her long pointed heel deeply into her flesh.
"ah!"
The noble lady let out a high-pitched scream and fell to the ground, covering her butt with both hands and curling up desperately.
"It's really useless. I can't bear the pain at all."
The female officer said contemptuously, slowly raising the slender whip in her hand.
It was a riding whip, about seventy centimeters long, as thin as a wicker, with excellent toughness. The tip of the whip was in the shape of a long strip, and the focus was concentrated. It was a sharp weapon used to drive livestock.
"How dare you!" Count Harland yelled, his eyes were about to burst, veins were popping up on his forehead, and his fists were clenched tightly.
The female officer glanced at him, her eyes full of mockery, snorted coldly, and lashed out with the whip.
"call out!"
The tip of the whip struck the noble lady hard on the ribs with a sharp sound that broke through the air. The latter raised her head and let out a high-pitched scream, and her skirt was instantly soaked. He rolled his eyes, fell down on his mother, and fainted.
Count Harland's face turned black and white, but he didn't dare to take action.
"Count Harland, I advise you to cooperate."
A steady female voice sounded from behind the female officer. The female officer stepped aside, and a plump woman walked up.
The waist is fat, and as the footsteps fall, the whole body is trembling, which makes people breathe quickly and blood vessels are trembling.
The hot figure and attractive face are full of rich charm, like a ripe fruit, full and swollen, and water will drip out at any time.
Earl Harland knew this woman. She was Da Bichi's number one lackey, Arqiao Mu, the leader of the black prison interrogators.
This woman seemed upright and spoke kindly, but her heart was more poisonous than a snake and a scorpion, and more ruthless than a jackal. The people who fell into her hands were all tortured to the point of being transformed into human beings, and their lives were worse than death.
"Today's world is no longer the world of the past, but the queen's world." A Qiaomu said in a calm voice.
"You're dreaming!" Count Harland couldn't help but yell, "You guys are thieves, if it weren't for..."
Probably aware of his situation, Earl Harland stopped mid-sentence.
"What if it's not?" A Qiaomu asked with interest, the corners of his mouth curled up.
Earl Harland turned away and remained silent.
"It seems that you refused to cooperate." Arqiaomu took out a small scroll from the plump chasm and slowly opened it in front of Count Harland.
Earl Harland took one look, his face suddenly turned pale, his fists clenched unconsciously, and his whole body was shaking.
It was a search warrant issued by the Royal Council.
[Earl Harland is suspected of committing a felony of treason and has ordered the Black Prison Trial Office to search his home and arrest him. His family members are also suspected of committing a felony of treason and are also arrested and escorted to the Black Prison for interrogation]
"You, you are slandering!" Count Harland shouted uncontrollably.
"Really? If it's a slander, then please explain what happened when you transferred a sum of 50 million in taxes to an account in the White Dragon City State two months ago?"
Earl Harland was silent, and Arqiaomu moved around him and said slowly, "Now, the kind queen is willing to give you a chance, a chance to make up for your past mistakes..."
"Tell me the mastermind behind the scenes. You are still the respected Earl of Harland."
His fingers lightly touched the count's shoulders, and his lips as red as blood exhaled like blue, "You can continue to enjoy a respected position, live a decent life, live in the house on Ruby Street, and look at your gentle and lovely wife and daughter every day. , and these priceless treasures..."
Earl Harland was lost in thought, his face uncertain. He was gnashing his teeth at one moment, feeling inexplicably sad at another, and sighing helplessly. He was struggling in his heart.
"Think about your wife, think about your daughter." Aqiaomu slid his fingers along his shoulders, "I know a thousand ways to torture women. Those you can imagine, and those you can't imagine. If you can know what they look like in advance, it will definitely not be acceptable to you. I guarantee you that death will be their biggest dream for the rest of their lives,"
After looking at his wife and daughter who fainted, and then at the piles of treasures, Earl Harland closed his eyes.
After being silent for a long time, he opened his eyes, exhaled heavily, and said resignedly, "The fourth prince, Joey Malan, is the royal orthodoxy recognized by the royalists."
"Very good." Aqiaomu clapped softly, "You are the ninth person to tell the truth this month."
"What do you mean?" Earl Harland heard the implication, raised his eyebrows, and asked in a deep voice.
"I mean, you can go die." Aqiaomu stared into the earl's eyes, his voice cold and ruthless, "You can do it yourself, or we can help you."
The queen does not need false loyalty, only fear from the soul.
Since we were on the wrong team from the beginning, staying here is also a source of instability. What's more, die-hards like Earl Harland, in order to raise food and grass for the remnants of the previous dynasty, even abandoned the safety of their wives and daughters. Even if he is forced to bow his head now due to the situation, he is not willing to do so and may betray at any time.
It is better to kill him painfully and get rid of future troubles forever.
"You want me to be captured without mercy?" Earl Harland sneered, "You are really wishful thinking!"
After saying that, a sharp cry sounded behind him, and an ice bird flew out of the crack in space.
The wings flapped, the icy wind suddenly rose, and the water vapor in the air turned into ice cones at a speed visible to the naked eye, and shot towards the intruder.
"Be careful about your daughter!"
A black prison interrogator grabbed Count Harland's daughter and blocked it in front of him. The ice pick was as sharp as a razor blade, instantly slicing through the dress and causing a bloody mess.
"I'll kill you!"
Count Harland's eyes were red, and he didn't care anymore. He just wanted to kill the enemy in front of him quickly.
A group of tall snow apes rushed out of the field, beat their thick chest muscles, let out a dull thunderous roar, and pounced on the surrounding interrogators on the ground with their hands and feet.
"You don't know what you can do!"
Aqiaomu spat fiercely, and the scimitar at his waist glowed red.
The black shadow in the pupils expanded rapidly, and the three-meter-tall Snow Monkey grasped each other's hands like a hammer and smashed it down hard.
The moment the strong wind hit his face, his soft waist twisted like a water snake. The power was transferred from the waist to the arms and then to the wrists. The movements were as smooth as water. With a swish sound, a red sword light slashed across.
"Pfft!"
The sword light hit Snow Monkey's chest, and a bloody arrow shot out. He fell to the ground with a wailing sound.
"It's your turn."
A Qiaomu sheathed the knife and said lightly towards the outside of the house.
The next second, the glass windows of the mansion shattered at the same time, and black shadows flew in in arcs, accurately hitting the snow monkeys in various places in the hall.
"Zi la!"
The electric light flashed, the snow ape howled everywhere, and the smell of burnt fur instantly filled the entire hall.
"Dark Amazon!"
Count Harland looked desperate. It was the long-range troops of the Succubus Legion who projected the thunder spears from the outside.
He had no chance in front of the legendary powerful Yuling.
At this moment, there was a loud shout outside the door, and then the door panel was shattered with huge force. Amidst the flying sawdust, a tall and burly female warrior appeared at the door.
She holds a giant ax in both hands, her muscles are swollen and strong, she is dressed in a three-point style, her skin is shiny, sexy and wild, and full of violent aesthetics.
"Dark Valkyrie!"
Count Harland was in despair.
The burly woman twisted her neck and her muscles made a rattling sound. Raising his head slightly, his eyes locked on the ice bird above him, then he let out a loud roar, stood up, and leaped into the air.
The ice bird let out a high-pitched cry, flapped its wings, and shot countless ice picks at the giant axe female warrior.
The latter ignored its attack and fell against the ice pick.
"Tear!"
The ice pick was unable to penetrate into the muscles, leaving bloody traces on the skin, which was shocking.
The strong body stretched to the limit, forming a crescent moon with the huge ax, which struck straight down.
"Crack!"
Feathers were flying, blood was splashing everywhere, and the ice bird was split open abruptly, turning into points of light and disappearing.
The Yuling army was wiped out, and Earl Harland completely lost his fighting spirit and knelt on the ground helplessly.
Aqiaomu appeared behind the count, grabbed his hair, and wiped his neck with a knife.
Blood gushes from his throat, and a once important earl disappears.
"Wow!"
A bucket of cold water woke the count's wife and daughter.
Looking at the silent corpses, the two mothers looked dull, like zombies.
"Chief interrogator, what should we do with them?" an interrogator whispered in Aqiaomu's ear.
"Deprive them of their identities through the Tribunal, and then sell them to New Edo." Aqiaomu raised the chin of the noble lady, and the seemingly gentle smile concealed the cruelty of choosing others to eat, "With the appearance of the countess and lady, It should fetch a lot of money.”
The noble lady's absent-minded eyes gradually regained focus and met the interrogator's gaze. There was no wave in his eyes, and he was unusually calm.
"Let me join you," she began.
"Are you crazy?" The noble lady was extremely shocked and looked at her daughter in disbelief, as if she was a stranger she had never seen before.
"Did I hear wrongly?" The smile on Aqiaomu's face gradually disappeared, replaced by coldness and danger, "If I remember correctly, just a few minutes ago, I executed your father with my own hands. "
She reached out to her lower back and grasped the handle of the knife, "Give me a reason to believe you."
The noble lady did not answer, but walked to the Earl's body, slowly squatted down, stared at it for a long time, stretched out her hand, and smoothed the Earl's eyes that could not be closed.
"He gave up on us for what he believed in..."
"Isn't this enough?" The noble lady looked at the chief interrogator with tears streaming down her face.
The hand holding the handle of the knife loosened, and the interrogator turned and left.
"I'll give you one day to deal with the funeral affairs, and then come to the Black Prison to report."
