Jibing City, Governor's Mansion.
"Trash! They are all trash! Damn, what do these people come to the Northern Province to do for food? Four hundred people, including one hundred soul masters, how can they be slaughtered by at most three people in an afternoon and still get no news? They haven’t even been released yet? These people are totally unwary, right? Even a pig can smell blood, right? There’s a Soul Emperor who’s trained on dogs!”
In the courtyard, a young man was yelling curses. More than twenty people stood in front of him respectfully, with their heads lowered, not daring to say anything out loud.
"Governor Luo... I must remind you that this group of people came well prepared and carried soul guides that can isolate the smell. Therefore, when these caravans can see these murderers, it is already too late to run away... ." When a young man in the team heard these accusations, he retorted with some dissatisfaction.
After hearing these words, Luo Yuanji fell silent, then glanced behind him. The guard standing behind him immediately gave instructions and called on the three of them to come forward quickly. Before the person who had just spoken could react, He directly put on a soundproof hood and tied it with an iron chain, then carried it and threw it into the lake not far away. The lake surface suddenly boiled, and some ferocious-looking aquatic soul beasts instantly attacked it like evil spirits from hell. Swallowed, not even the iron chain was left...
The whole process only lasted 20 seconds. Even the hood was soundproof, and the man didn't even scream. A big living person just disappeared, and the lake calmed down again, as if nothing happened.
The people present have long been accustomed to this. This scene has obviously happened many times. Although the Governor is young, he is not a young man without authority. The purpose of swearing is often just to vent his emotions...or to show them. , I can only listen quietly at this time, and there is only one consequence for interjecting sophistry, and that is to be regarded as the chicken for the monkeys.
After killing one person, Luo Yuanji seemed to have lost his temper. He took a sip of the tea served by the maid and his tone calmed down: "Okay, I know this matter has nothing to do with you, but if something goes wrong We can’t take this matter lightly and follow the previous rules.”
"In order to prevent this kind of tragedy from happening again, I decided to expand the military strength of the Governor's Palace and set up patrols on the roads. Each of your families will hand over one million gold soul coins as compensation for this incident. At the same time, the trade tax will be increased by 10%. As for the rude guy... remember to tell the family behind them to hand over 10 million gold soul coins."
After hearing this, instead of complaining, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
It's not scary to collect money under a clever pretext. After all, everyone relies on the governor's office to get their money. It doesn't matter if a fraction of the family's wealth is taken away. If the governor doesn't want the money, that's the real horror.
"Everyone get lost."
After saying this, Luo Yuanji waved his hand impatiently, and everyone immediately dispersed. In less than three seconds, no one was left.
"Okay, Dark Night Douluo, it's time to talk about business. Who do you think is responsible for this?" Seeing everyone leaving, Luo Yuanji said to the air around him.
As the words fell, a figure in black robe gradually emerged, with a very hoarse voice: "The Governor has already made up his mind, so why bother asking me?"
Luo Yuanji did not answer directly, but picked up a warhead that a servant presented not long ago, ignoring the blood on it, and played with it carefully in his hand.
The texture of this warhead is very fine. Only Bailiangang can have such a feel. Especially for such a small thing, it is even more troublesome to make. For such a small one, the cost will be upwards of fifty gold soul coins. @ESSENTIAL\/SHUKEG·No mistake first release~~
However, it took away the life of a high-level soul king.
"In today's world, only one force is producing this kind of thing. You and I both know it well, but this emerging thing is of low level and difficult to reach the level of elegance. But now it has developed to the point where it can kill the Soul King instantly... I’m afraid your career will be greatly hindered next.”
"What the Governor said is true, but it also underestimates our ability." The man in black robe said: "We have already investigated the origin of these objects. They were developed by the disciples that Bibi Dong accepted five years ago, but Don’t forget, she is just a child after all. Children are the easiest to be led into evil ways by us. Even if we pay a heavy price, as long as we can drag her into our Eternal Night Council, it will be worth it. (This chapter is not over yet!)
Chapter 47 The clouds are gathering
Got it. "
"Ha, you are robbing people in Wuhun City. I really don't know if you are really powerful or stupid..." Luo Yuanji laughed jokingly, but didn't say much: "Anyway, you lunatics don't do big things at once. This time, if you really anger Wuhundian, I’m afraid we’ll all die together, so I advise you to restrain yourself a little bit.”
"I won't bother you, Lord Governor... Take my leave." The man in black robe waved his cloak, and his figure gradually disappeared into the air.
Luo Yuanji looked at the place where the man in black robe had just stayed, his face suddenly darkened, veins popped up on his forehead, and the white jade cup in his hand was crushed to pieces, but he didn't seem to notice it.
"The Eternal Night Council, sooner or later one day..."
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Leng Xiyue didn't know that she had been targeted, but she also knew that her actions would definitely annoy some people, so she soiled her clothes and blended into the crowd, letting Tianmeng lead the way. @精品\/书馆*First update~~
With so many people, all of whom were young and beautiful women, as expected, as soon as they approached the door, they were quickly surrounded by a group of sergeants: "Stop! What are you doing?"
Tianmeng was sitting on a stolen white horse. She didn't even look at them. She just took out the waistband Leng Xiyue gave her and said arrogantly: "You dare to stop Wuhun Palace from doing something?"
The waist card that Bibi Dong gave to Leng Xiyue was of a very high level, equivalent to the soul emperor level. After all, she was not a true saint yet. If she were a saint, she would have a separate waist card, and the level would be between that of ordinary titled Douluo elders. It's just right for Tianmeng to hold this piece.
"This..." Everyone looked at me and I looked at you. They all had troubled expressions on their faces. No one dared to step forward for fear of offending the big shots in Wuhun Hall.
The sergeants who come to guard the northern border are basically like coolies, and their various treatments are also very low. They are just like going to jail. No one wants to provoke big shots for the sake of the Tiandou Empire. In order to have enough food, they often do whatever the military attaches above them ask them to do, and they quickly end up with them. Private soldiers are almost there.
Behind these military attaches are nobles, so even if the emperor knows what is going on here, there is nothing he can do, because even if he handles a few follow-ups, military attachés recommended by the nobles will still take over. As for the emperor's own cronies, it is impossible to send them to the north. Xinjiang is a bitter and cold place.
The military attaches on the city wall also thought that this was an ordinary slave caravan. Of course, they would not stop it severely. They surrounded it to seek benefits.
But when he saw that the other party took out the token of Wuhun Palace, the military attache was immediately shocked. He quickly led his attendants down to Tian Meng, and said respectfully: "My lord, these subordinates of mine are not sensible. I hope you don’t care about it, please open the door quickly and let this gentleman pass!”
With Wuhun Palace’s hegemonic position on the mainland, who dares to ask for benefits from them? The military attache at this border is also a smooth person. In his opinion, the people in Wuhun Palace are the gods of plague. He can just send them away as soon as they are ready.
"Hmph, you know what's going on." Tian Meng snorted coldly, then waved his hand and led a group of people through the pass and all the way south. .
Chapter 47 The clouds are gathering
