My name is Ren

Chapter 140 A noble is a noble, whether it is a living noble or a dead noble!
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Angelo's face was extremely pale. He didn't expect that Sean would actually dare to attack him. In his eyes, Sean would always play the role of a dog.When he needed the dog to bite someone, Sean would silently bite the enemy.When he needed Sean to scare others, Sean would show his ugly face and bark a few times.Although the dog was often not so obedient, Angelo always believed that he held not only the rope around the dog's neck, but also a stick in his hand.

Although as the number of people he disliked decreased and the number of people who obeyed him increased, the dog Sean became fatter and fatter, but Angelo never imagined that the dog would turn around and bite him When taking a bite.Sean has indeed become a big problem for him, especially after annexing the last mercenary group, Sean is almost equal to him in terms of armed strength.Even at this point, he didn't think Sean dared to kill him, because he was a nobleman, and Sean was just a pariah, the son of a skilled girl, a bastard born by someone who didn't know.

This kind of person can't get on the stage at all, and he doesn't have the qualifications.

There are two reasons why he wanted to get rid of Sean. The first reason was that Angelo gradually lost his absolute control over Sean because of Sean's plump wings. They formed a large network of cliques inside and linked up a huge network of interests, but he, Angelo, was excluded.As the lord of this city, everything in this city is taken for granted...not entirely his, he also needs to operate and profit, but he is excluded, which makes him feel that he has lost control of power, he is like Like an outsider, foolishly watching others plot something.

The second reason is that Sean's desire for power, the desire for the privileged class is too strong, and this burning desire makes Angelo feel uneasy.Sean is not a person willing to be lonely, he has crazy desires, this desire will be the greatest motivation when it is controllable, when the desire is out of control and can no longer be controlled, it will be a boundless flame, to be ignited Everything, burn everything!Angelo didn't know if he had fulfilled his promise and made Sean the captain of the guard, would Sean be an insignificant and privileged class in peace, or would he delusional to continue to climb up.

As an out-and-out second-generation nobleman, Angelo understands how sweet and alluring power is.If he couldn't get in touch with power, and couldn't experience the pleasure brought by power, which is more addictive than orgasm, maybe Angelo wouldn't want to get rid of this ambitious person so quickly.

It's a pity that power gave Xiao En the motivation to move upwards and work hard, but it also brought him destruction.He's just a pariah, the son of a skilled girl, the bastard of a prostitute.

Until now, Angelo has never regretted the decision he made. If he had to choose one thing to regret, he might regret choosing Sean instead of someone else who was easier to control.

It seemed that he felt a little slippery in the palm of his hand. He raised his hand in horror and took a look. Wet soil is still very common at this time, but why the mud in the palm of his hand seems to have a pungent smell.He put his palm in front of the tip of his nose and sniffed, his face turned paler by three points, he clenched his teeth and said, "This is kerosene!"

As if to confirm his words, more than a dozen houses around the T-junction burst into flames in an instant.The assassin was obviously not sure which room they would hide in, so they simply poured oil on the surrounding houses to prevent them from escaping.The fire enveloped the entire room, thick smoke began to spread everywhere, and the temperature began to rise sharply.A large amount of moisture contained in the soil turns into water vapor at high temperature, causing the temperature in the room to rise rapidly.

The most deadly thing is the oxygen taken away by these fires. The oxygen in the room surrounded by the fire is decreasing rapidly, and the smoke is getting thicker and thicker, making it almost impossible to see the surrounding environment clearly.The Blade of Light coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood again, and the thick smoke was inhaled into his lungs, forming a source of stimulation. Coupled with the arrow in his back, he had already begun to feel that life was leaving him quickly.He turned his head to look at Angelo, who was staring blankly in the corner, and his chest felt tight.

Is it worth dying here for such a nobleman?

He asked himself, after thinking for a long time, he always felt that it was not worthwhile.He is a sixth-level swordsman titled Blade of Light, a professional with a bright future!His mentor told him that as long as he can calm down, he may not be able to reach the pinnacle of seventh-level or even eighth-level professionals, and leave his own rich color in history, which will be remembered by those who come later.He will become a living legend, a strong man who lives in the spotlight, cheers and praises.

Not like now!

About to have no fame, no meaning, to die for a noble, like a loyal hound.

The eyes of the blade of the light became firm, and he muttered to himself, telling himself that he must not die here.He wants to live, continue to create miracles, and create his own brilliant future.

He took a deep glance at Angelo for the last time, and the trace of guilt in his heart disappeared without a trace along with his self-comfort.

I'm sorry, but I'm just a swordsman who takes money and works for others, not a dead soldier.

The Blade of Light took a deep breath, and quickly rushed away from the flames, Angelo's crazy whine remained in his ears, without the slightest sympathy, his eyes became sharper.

A figure broke through the wall formed by the flames, and fell into the courtyard like a big fireball.At the same time, several powerful arrows shot from all directions, and the hissing sound came in an instant.The Blade of Light rolled his body in embarrassment, and his arrows kept falling against the place where he rolled.Then he kicked hard with the strength of his legs, and his whole body immediately leaned against the courtyard wall. His face turned red suddenly, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth.The continuous big movements caused the arrow in the chest to be affected by external force, which made the injury worse, and the injury was almost unbearable.

He wiped the blood around his mouth, and stood up with his hands raised. At this time, the flames on his body were also extinguished, and he slowly exposed his arms, legs, and half of his body.There was no Jinya coming again, he was slightly happy, knowing that the target of those people was Angelo, not him, the humble little swordsman, he walked out of the courtyard with his hands raised high, and the long sword was thrown away. on the ground.The fire was crackling and burning, and no one was seen on the surrounding streets. Sean was really determined to rebel this time.

There was some resentment in his heart. He had told Angelo earlier that the dog, Sean, had turned into a wolf, and if it wasn't cleaned up, it would threaten them.But what about the guy Angelo?He always used the excuse of not being in time to keep delaying the time.In the mind of Blade of Light, what kind of bullshit interests, what kind of bullshit relationship, will Xiao En lose everything if he dies?Who cares about a dead man?Who would want to be friends with a dead man?
"He's inside, at the corner of the wall." Without turning around, Blade of Light pointed at the house inside, "I'm just... cough, a guard, this has nothing to do with me.", Step by step, slowly , try not to move too much and walk towards the street outside the courtyard, "I am the blade of the light, my mentor is titled Xinghuan, I..."

A few humming strings interrupted his words. He was already seriously injured at this time, and the loss of blood meant that the body could not get more oxygen, which made his muscles constantly lack of oxygen, and thus became heavy and slow.His eyes were full of fear, and his body fell to one side, but he still couldn't dodge all the crossbow arrows.His body shook violently a few times as he fell, and he rolled and fell to the ground.

Four crossbow arrows with only a small half remaining were stuck on his body, and the deadliest one was stuck in his chest.Thick blood gushed out of his open mouth, his hands and feet trembled unconsciously, and occasionally he would twitch.The mouthfuls of blood changed from dark red to bright red, and then from bright red to dark red again, life was pulled away from him bit by bit.

He seemed to see a familiar shadow, waved his hand to himself, and happily ran towards a place with light in the distance. The shadow was chasing his dream and future, but he stayed in this dark place. place.The eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his vision became more and more dim. Finally, he was surrounded by darkness and swallowed by darkness.

Angelo, who was in the room, also seemed to realize that this was a deadly situation. He suddenly calmed down and crawled out from under the table.Standing in the thick smoke, sorting out his attire.He cut the palm of his hand with the letter knife he carried with him, and combed the messy hair neatly after it was wet with blood.Coughing violently, he found a chair and sat upright.At this time, he was not sitting in the house that was about to be burned, but in the lord's mansion.

With a contemptuous and disdainful smile on his face, his gaze penetrated the curtain of flames and landed on the face of that man named Xiao En.Even if you kill me, I'm still a nobleman, and you're still just a pariah, the son of a prostitute, the son of a whore.You will not become noble just because of how much power you have gained, and you will not respect you sincerely because people are afraid of you.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he smiled softly at the flames and thick smoke: "Sean, I'll wait for you in hell."

The flames were finally extinguished after several hours of burning. Sean, leaning on a cane, calmly walked into the scorched courtyard with a hint of arrogance on his face.

Looking at the half-burned and blackened corpse that was removed from the ruins, Sean couldn't help but sneer a few times.Or when it was attacked by the cold air, the scorched and tight skin began to shrink and crack, revealing the tender muscles that were slightly whitish with blood under the scorched black exterior.Xiao En squatted down reluctantly, and pounded the half of the corpse with his crutches. There were bursts of crisp sounds, and the head of the crutches sank deeply into the corpse.Sean showed a disgusted look, stood up, looked at the guy who used to shit on his neck with complicated eyes, and let out a long sigh.

This is life!

If Angelo had fulfilled his promise, if Angelo hadn't humiliated Sean, if Angelo could have treated Sean a little better, maybe none of this would have happened.Sean will become the captain of the city's security, enter a new class, become Angelo's most loyal lackey, and clear some obstacles for him.

Everything is over, and from today onwards, I am the master of this city!
(End of this chapter)