I am the urban medical sword fairy

Chapter 823 Help me avenge
"Captain Jon, I think you're a little restless today. What happened?" Deputy Commander Henry came over and asked Jon.

"Well...it's nothing, maybe I didn't sleep well last night." Jon prevaricated casually.

Henry snorted coldly in his heart, and said in his heart that it was simply nonsense. As the commander of the city guard army, when did Jon take charge of the duty at the city gate? At this time, he was spending time in the city guard post. How could he be so impulsive, but although he had doubts in his heart, he didn't ask too much.

"Okay, Deputy Commander Henry, just keep an eye on me, and I'll go back." With an order, Jon left the gate of the city and returned to his mansion.

Dismissing all the subordinates, he saw that there was no one around, and secretly took out a small transparent bottle from his arms. The bottle seemed to be made of crystal, and there was half a bottle of purple liquid in it. The liquid is like a star, slowly turning.

It's this thing. His task is to find an opportunity to pour this bottle into the wine at the banquet tonight, and let the Viscount Brighton drink it. This kind of thing can only succeed, not fail, because once it fails, then He will never have a second chance.

Ever since he was drawn into the organization unintentionally, he has no other way to go. His wealth and life are under the control of the organization. Usually, the organization does not delegate any tasks to him, which even makes him feel like he is still The illusion of a free man, but this time the first task the organization asked him to perform was so terrible.

He doesn't know what this bottle is, but the fool also knows that it is definitely not a good thing, it must be some kind of poison, and he doesn't know whether Viscount Brighton will be controlled or die directly after drinking it, but he knows that once Once he started doing it, there was no turning back.

Holding this transparent little bottle in his hand, he was in a daze, when someone knocked on the door suddenly, so frightened that he hurriedly stuffed the little bottle into his arms.

"whats the matter?"

A servant came in and said, "My lord, your brother-in-law is here."

"Dunlint?" Jon was surprised, and immediately frowned, wanting to miss it, but he also knew that this Dunlint was just a piece of dog skin plaster, which stuck to his body, and a layer of skin would come off when he tore it off. It was very difficult to deal with, since He found the door and came up. It was impossible to disappear.

"Let him in." Jon said with an uneasy face.

The servants went down, and after a short time, there was the sound of wheels outside. Just when Jon was a little puzzled, a guard from outside came in pushing a wheelchair. The one sitting on the wheelchair was Dunlint, and he His lower body was covered with a blanket, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"Dunlint, what are you?"

The person in front of me was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar. Although his body had been a little weak, there was nothing serious about it. I don't know what happened, but this time he came in in a wheelchair.

Dunlint didn't speak. He waved his hand first, signaling the guards to retreat. After the guards left, he lifted up the blanket covering his lower body, which immediately made Jon gasp because he saw Dunlint The two legs are bent at an angle that is absolutely impossible for a normal person, and they are obviously useless.

"You...your leg...is this?"

"Jon, my legs were crippled. I came to you this time because I want you to avenge me for your sister's sake." When talking about his legs, Dunlint had a look on his face. hate.

Jon frowned. Originally, it would be fine if Dunlint didn't mention his sister, but when he mentioned his sister, he would be furious. He had a younger sister who married Dunlint at a young age. Not good, but there was a villain like Deng Linte on the stall, who would eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, and he pissed his sister to death within a few years.

Therefore, facing the brother-in-law Deng Linte, he hated him very much. Even if it was during the holidays, he never interacted with Deng Linte. He said why it was so strange today. If you don't show up in front of him, you know that you are not welcome, but today you are uncharacteristically, it turned out that your legs were crippled, and you specifically asked him to take revenge.

"Deng Lint, I think you are looking for the wrong person. I am the legion commander, and I am not in charge of local security. Your leg was broken. You should report to the magistrate. Why did you find me here?"

Jon gave such a reply indifferently, he is the regiment commander of the city guard of Malan City, doesn't he have the right to arrest someone?Of course, but why would he do it?
He hated Deng Lint very much, especially after his sister died. This brother-in-law was similar to an enemy.

Another point is very important, he has a very important task tonight, which directly affects his wealth and life, at the juncture of such an important task, how can he mobilize his power to help Dunlint?
Hearing Jon's answer, Dunlint's face became gloomy, and he clutched the blanket in his hands, as if he was going to tear the whole blanket up. Then he laughed, his voice was like the growl of a wild beast.

"Hehe... You're right. I really should go to the sheriff for this kind of thing, but who made the two of us relatives? Shouldn't we support each other? It's like I know you're secretly selling military supplies It's like I never reported you."

Jon's face changed suddenly, he looked around, asked Dunlint in a low voice, and said, "What do you mean?"

Jon has a ghost in his heart. He is indeed secretly reselling military supplies. Having said that, there is no official in the world who is not greedy. However, this kind of thing is relatively secret, and only a few people who deal with it know about it. He didn't know how Dunlint knew, and whether he had any evidence.

But this kind of thing is not important. Dunlint only needs to ask to see Viscount Brighton. If he mentions this kind of thing, he will definitely reveal his truth under strict investigation. At that time, not only will his position be lost, but the mission he wants to perform will also be ruined. , the organization will not let him go, and his life is at stake, so he can't help being nervous.

"You're my uncle, what can I mean, I'm just begging you to avenge me." Deng Lint said with an extremely gloomy expression.

"Huh... who hurt you like this?" After weighing in his heart, Jon had no choice but to succumb. Being attached to this scoundrel, he couldn't do it unless he succumbed.

"It's just these few people." Deng Linte took out a few portraits from his pocket, on which were Chen Feng and the other three people, the portraits were drawn vividly, and even the demeanor and temperament were depicted.

The problem with Deng Lint is that he is a complete scumbag, but it is not without any advantages. At least he has a very good talent for sketching. If he concentrates on studying, he may not be able to become a famous painter. The key is His mind is not on this at all, and now it has become a tool for his revenge.

After receiving the portrait, the pupils in Jon's eyes suddenly shrank, because he had seen these people in the portrait before, and they were the Lusus people he had met before. Lint.

This kind of discovery made him feel relieved. When he agreed to avenge Dunlint before, he was also a little worried. He was worried about the identity and background of the person who abolished Dunlint. However, he found out that these people were Luthers. People, then there is no scruples at all.

The status of the Luthers is low, and these people are foreigners, so it is unlikely that they have anything to do with a certain nobleman. If such a person dies, no one will be held accountable. This way, he will save a lot of trouble.

"Have you seen them?" Seeing the change in Jon's expression, Dunlint caught something at once.

"Well... I need a little time to find out where they are staying." Jon said, went out and called a guard, handed the three portraits to the guard, and told him to find out where the three people were staying as soon as possible. When he waved his hand to signal the guards to step back, suddenly an idea flashed across his mind.

"Wait, what's the name of that wanted man?" Jon immediately stopped the guard who was about to leave.

"Roger Bright, my lord." The guard replied immediately.

Jon pondered for a while, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, glanced at the three portraits in the guard's hands, randomly pulled out Chen Feng's portrait, and said to the guard: "Remember, this person is Roger Bright, you Go down and replace all the portraits and records."

The guard's heart trembled, this was an upright framing and using power for personal gain, it was simply trying to punish people to death, but he didn't dare to say anything, nodded and accepted the order.

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"This room...is just so-so." Liu Ye looked at the surrounding furnishings and said with a curled lip.

At this time, they lived in the best hotel and the best room in Malan City. They specially found a guide, and the other party introduced them. The room can be said to be extremely gorgeous, and even a cushion is made of the softest monster fur. woven.

However, this kind of medieval magnificence is common to Liu Ye, who is used to modern hotels full of tricks and tricks. In the modern international hotels, this kind of antique magnificence can also be made. And it also has a modern charm. In contrast, there is nothing surprising in the room in front of me. There are only some special alchemy products, which makes Liu Ye somewhat interested.

Little Pete sat on a chair inlaid with jewels in the middle of the room, his legs were tucked together, and he was fiddling with the corners of his clothes, looking a little embarrassed. The town is the whole world, where have you seen such a gorgeous room?
(End of this chapter)