There was silence all of a sudden. Everyone looked at Woodrow and the guards holding knives, and gradually there was a hint of fear in their eyes. All the stones in their hands fell to the ground with a clatter, and they all looked at Mai. grid.
He killed Valk, and he avenged everyone. Now can he prevent everyone from being imprisoned in Basti Prison? There was a glimmer of hope in everyone's eyes, but more of it was despair.
No matter how powerful he is, there is absolutely no way he can be a match for so many guards. He cannot protect himself, let alone rescue them.
"What should we do? What should we do now? Amy and the others are in trouble because of us..." Rebecca looked at this scene and was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
"Father, is he also a bad person? He is wearing the clothes of the City Lord's Mansion, is he also a bad person?" Amy looked at Woodrow secretly through the gap between Mag's fingers at some point, and asked with some confusion.
"Yes, this is a bad guy in the skin of a good guy, worse than the average bad guy." Mag picked up Amy from the back seat, held her in her arms, and looked at the people who were holding knives and surrounding him. Guards, I didn’t expect to encounter such a thing in the City of Chaos. It seems that there is still a long way to go for equality and harmony between the Gray Temple and the City Lord’s Mansion.
There are many first-level knights among these guards. Although their strength is a little less than that of Valk, they are numerous in number, and they are also under the command of the city lord, so their status is somewhat special.
Of course, in order to save his life, Mag would not be so rigid as to just surrender his opponent just because he was wearing the clothes of the City Lord's Mansion. However, if you want to escape easily in this situation, letting Amy take action is the easiest way.
He had taken some risks before taking action. Although only Valk heard what he said, it was still not good to show too much strength after all.
"There is no king in the city of chaos, only rules and order. Woodrow, have you forgotten your identity?" At this moment, a heavy voice sounded from not far away.
"Who?" Woodrow was slightly startled and turned around to look. The guards separated to make way for a path. Brandley, with a sullen face, led a dozen people from the Gray Temple's Inspectorate and Inspection Department. Come this way.
"Mr. Brandley!" Woodrow's expression changed, and a flash of panic flashed in his eyes. However, his expression quickly returned to calmness, and he hurriedly stepped forward and said with a sad look on his face: "It turns out to be Mr. Brandley, what's wrong with you?" Come on, an extremely bad riot just happened here. The thug brutally killed my nephew and his guards with extremely cruel methods. This is my nephew who I regard as my own son. He didn't even leave his body. Complete, I was momentarily overwhelmed by grief and said things I shouldn't have said, but today I must avenge my nephew and the dead brother guards, and I can't let them chill. This guy, and these mobs, No one can let them escape!"
The miners' family members looked at Brandley, their eyes lit up, and after hearing Woodrow's words, they gradually became angry. It seemed that this man was just the same as Woodrow.
Brandley looked at the bloody corpses and the almost dismembered corpse, his face became extremely solemn. Such a terrible murder happened in broad daylight.
What surprised him even more was that the blood-stained people standing around were all women, children and the elderly. They were all skinny and skinny, with blood-stained stones at their feet. Their angry eyes seemed to want to rush forward. It's like tearing them apart. What kind of thing could make these helpless people so angry that they even kill people and cut their bodies into pieces in the street?
Everyone in the Gray Temple also showed surprise. They didn't expect that there would be nothing to gain from checking the magic fire today, but they encountered such a thing. It was much more serious than the fire, and it involved so many people, wasn't it? General events.
"Sir, there are six people dead in total, and one of them may be a second-level knight, a third-level incident!" A member of the Gray Temple quickly stepped forward to check and report.
Bradley nodded and was about to take a look at what kind of vicious gangster he was who committed such a case.
"Grandpa Balabala, are you here to catch the bad guys? They are all bad guys, catch them quickly!" At this moment, a soft and waxy voice sounded.
Brandley was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and looked at Mag, who was surrounded by guards, and Amy in his arms, and couldn't help but said in surprise: "Boss Mai, little boss, why are you here?"
"Mr. Brandley, do you know them?" Woodrow suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart. He swallowed and asked tentatively.
"Does Amy's father know this gentleman?" Rebecca's face was full of surprise, and her mood today could be described as a thousand twists and turns.
The miners' families also have some hope again in their eyes. Because of this man, things may develop differently.
"Unfortunately, we may be the thugs who took the lead in causing trouble and killing people as he said. Of course, I don't agree with this identity. There is no point in trying to accuse him." Mag looked at Brandley and shrugged. Grandpa Barabala is Amy gave Brandley a nickname because his name sounded a bit like it. Mag couldn't help but laugh every time he heard this nickname.
"We are innocent." Amy also helplessly spread her hands and shrugged her shoulders.
Brandley looked at the broken corpses on the ground, and then looked at little Amy who was neatly dressed and without any blood on her arms. Even the soles of her shoes were clean. There was no way to connect them with the murderer.
Of course, what convinced Brandley even more was Mag's character and identity. He was the owner of a restaurant that was packed with customers every day. He had a four-year-old daughter who was already a third-level magician, and she also worshiped two great magicians. His apprentice’s father, a hero who once helped to kill and subdue the murderer of Level 4 Incident, a man who dared to face the ferocious werewolf with a kitchen knife to protect the safety of his guests, would definitely not kill people in the street for no reason and leave corpses in pieces like this. Something crazy happened, and it happened in front of his own daughter.
"He is the owner of a restaurant in Aden Square, Woodrow, what is going on?" Brandley looked at Woodrow and asked with a serious expression.
Although we cannot subjectively conclude that Mag and his daughter are not guilty, their status is very special. I heard that tonight's meeting between the two races will be held at Maimi's restaurant. This matter must be handled properly, if the fault does not lie with them. , which must not affect the progress of the talks between the two parties.
