I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

Oka looked up and down Fan Youdi's small body, frowned, and said viciously:

"Little ghost, it's none of your business here, just go away!"

Seeing Iskandar who had rushed over to meddle in his own business at some point, Kong Ming smiled and shook his head, stayed aside and watched secretly, wanting to see how Iskandar would deal with this matter.

Facing Oka's fierce eyes, Iskandar looked at him without fear, the smile on his face as bright as the sun did not fade, but the palm of his hand unconsciously increased a little strength.

"Why make it impossible for everyone to end? In a while, the city guards will come."

Iskandar's words made Oka pause for a moment. Although the Police Bureau and the City Guard are both responsible for the security of the imperial capital, they have never been at odds with each other. It is like the relationship between the Central Command and the Military Command. Everyone wants the other to be more unlucky .

"Hmph! For the sake of this little brother, I will let you go today."

After weighing the pros and cons in an instant, Oka let go decisively. After tidying up his messy clothes, he left the scene without looking back. Now he is not qualified to be as arrogant as the minister will be in power a few years later.

"Well done, I thought you would do it directly."

Following the dispersed crowd, Kong Ming slowly came to the other side. Iskandar looked at the back of Oka and asked seriously:

"Teacher Kong Ming, what do you think the Emperor will be like in a few years?"

"Seeing the little things, the little things I saw along the way made me understand that under the glamorous appearance of this imperial capital, there may actually be hidden corruption of unknown depth."

Chapter 311 The First Appearance of the Hassan Group

"This empire is estimated to have eight or nine years of luck, and this city, as the capital of a country, is located just above the dragon's veins to suppress the country's luck."

Kong Ming shook his feather fan lightly and looked up at the sky. The cloudless sky showed another picture in his eyes, which was the general trend of the world obtained through divination.

"The thousand-year-old dragon is getting old, the newborn emperor is young and ignorant, and the greedy demon is coercing the emperor to rule the world. This area will eventually become a place where demons and monsters run rampant."

"Well, in short, the situation is not very good?"

Iskandar didn't quite understand Kong Ming's polite words, but he still judged from the tone. Anyway, this country is dying.

"It's not just bad, I originally planned to use this imperial capital as a vacation place, but now it seems that it's better to find another place."

Although Kong Ming couldn't intuitively predict what would happen in the imperial capital in the future, as a wise man, he had already understood human nature, which was nothing more than showing all kinds of bad roots driven by the desire of the seven deadly sins.

"Let's go, leave after visiting the imperial capital. Is there anything you want to see?"

Iskandar quickly followed Kong Ming, and when he heard the other party's question, he subconsciously replied:

"North, I want to go north."

Kong Ming glanced at Iskandar with a sincere face, and with his intelligence, he saw through the deeper intentions hidden under the surface on the spot, and revealed with a smile:

"There are the Revolutionary Army and the Way of Peace in the south, and it is said that the empire will send troops against the barbarians recently, while the north is relatively desolate and has little influence. It seems that you want to choose the place of foundation there."

"Hahaha, you can't hide anything from the teacher, that's right, that's what I think."

Iskandar rubbed his head while smiling brightly, without the slightest embarrassment of the secret being revealed, and with his broad-minded demeanor, he would definitely not care about such a trivial matter.

"The north has always been a poor area of ​​the empire. Although the population is not as large as the south, it is certainly not a problem to recruit troops."

Kong Ming nodded in agreement with Iskandar's opinion, but then pointed out an extremely fatal question:

"What about grain? There has always been a shortage of grain in the north. How do you solve this problem? Farming alone is definitely not enough. Because of the geographical climate, the north grows grain at most once a year."

Iskandar glanced at Kong Ming in a daze when he heard the words, as if he didn't expect why the other party would ask such a simple question, and immediately replied:

"Go to Omotota, with his endless bags of rice, do we still need to worry about food?"

Kong Ming froze for a moment. He obviously didn't expect Iskandar to cheat directly. He thought that the other party wanted to play a game of strategic management in a down-to-earth manner, but now it seems that it is purely for the addiction of conquering.

After all, the national destiny of this empire is not very long, so it is not in the hands of whoever destroys it.

"Hey, it's good that you know what's in your mind. Although I won't directly help you with this, it's okay to mention one or two points while watching, so go ahead and do it boldly."

"Then thank you, teacher. In fact, I already have a few immature ideas here."

Iskandar nodded sensibly, and did not take the opportunity to further drag Kong Ming into the water. Anyway, after the foundation is really established, the workaholic who is known for "devotion to death" will get busy by himself.

"In addition to Omotota, who is in charge of food and grass, I also want to ask Boudica to take care of the food, and then invite everyone from the Hassan Order to handle the espionage..."

With the constant flow of people, Kong Ming and Iskandar disappeared on the street, and the heroic spirits who followed them on vacation also appeared in various places in this world one after another.

Although everyone didn't intend to get together, whoever made King Solomon who was in charge of the Realm Gate too lazy to change the space coordinates, so he threw a large group of people over.

In the hinterland of the empire, in the dense forest outside a certain military camp, Najie Xitan, who was out on duty, had a face-to-face meeting with the fanatic who had just arrived.

Looking at Kuxinzi's hooded cloak and skull mask, Najie Xitan, who had not yet betrayed the empire, immediately thought that the other party might be a killer targeting the high-level army, so she chose to take the first shot without hesitation.

As the general of the empire, Najehitan is undoubtedly a strong and experienced Tegu envoy. She pulled the trigger of the Romance Fortress by raising her hand, transforming her spiritual energy into a destructive bombardment.

Seeing the oncoming mysterious bombardment, Kuangxinzi dodged leisurely, and his figure quietly disappeared in front of Najie Xitan, as if he had never appeared before.

"Where did you hide? Or have you escaped?"

Najie Xitan leaned against the big tree and nervously guarded her surroundings, her eyes moved to several places where it was very easy to hide, and she listened to the sounds in the dense forest without letting go of her vigilance.

"Could it be Tegushi? Although I haven't officially handed it over yet, the other party feels like a dagger that hasn't been unsheathed to me, which is very dangerous."

Just when Najie Xitan was about to launch bombardment to clean up the surrounding area, a fanatic with a knife emerged from the shadow behind her without a sound, and calmly put the knife on the opponent's jugular artery superior.

"Who are you? Why did you attack me just now?"

Sensing the coldness on her neck, Najiexi sensibly gave up resistance. She didn't understand how the other party touched her back, and she didn't even feel that the knife was placed on her neck.

"My name is Najie Hitan, and I am a general who belongs to the garrison army in the southern border of the empire. Isn't the purpose of your hiring to attack and kill senior officers like me?"

Kuangxinzi frowned when he heard the words, feeling that the other party must have misunderstood something, and snorted coldly:

"I just happened to pass by, and I don't want to cause any trouble, so don't pass by."

After finishing speaking, Kuangxinzi retracted his knife and jumped backwards. He deployed his breath blocking and quickly disappeared into the dense forest. Najie Xitan, who thought she was going to die, was stunned.

"Wait, passing by? But forget it, it's not normal to suddenly meet a guy with such a weird outfit in the wilderness."

As Najiexitan said, she raised her hand and touched her neck, but found no blood, then hurriedly left the place and returned to the barracks, reporting the matter to the higher-ups.

Since they have been paying close attention to the movements of the barbarians in the south recently, the general in charge of this place did not pay much attention to Najehitan's report. Anyway, the other party did not hurt anyone, so it should really not be aimed at the empire.

In the barracks, the man with the cursed arm squatted on the beam and watched everything silently, then retreated without anyone noticing, muttering to himself:

"We're new here, and we don't want to get into trouble. Since everyone has already gotten together, I won't kill you."

Chapter 312 The King of the Grotto and Queen Mary

At night, the moon and stars are rare.

Crowds come and go on the bustling streets, pubs, dance halls and other places are crowded with people enjoying the nightlife. The bright lights illuminate the city in the dark night, showing the prosperity of the world's strongest empire.

In the imperial capital, close to the center of the imperial palace, is a veritable area for nobles and rich people.

Although the imperial capital still under the rule of the old emperor has not completely fallen, the nobles are still living a luxurious life of feasting and feasting.

Luxurious carriages shuttled on the main road, carrying nobles and wealthy businessmen to the hotel club for social gatherings. The noble sons in neat suits and the couples in beautiful dance skirts gathered in the brightly lit high-end places to drink have sex.

in the banquet hall.

Holding a glass of red wine, Edmond Dantès chatted with people with ease. His profound knowledge and gentlemanly demeanor made him quickly integrate into the upper circle of the imperial capital. His witty words made people laugh while also bringing them closer Relationship.

Perhaps due to his own high-level golden rule, the initial location where Edmond was thrown by King Solomon was a deep mountain cave with a large amount of treasure hoarded. Such a familiar scene made him not know what to say.

As the saying goes, money can make the miller push the ghost.

Under Edmond's sophisticated design, he opened up the situation in the imperial capital in less than a week, and used the laws of the empire and the unspoken rules of the nobility to become the 'Count of Monte Cristo' again.

Although all actions were not for revenge, Edmund still did so, even better than before.

Just when Edmund had just reached a cooperation intention with several wealthy businessmen, there was a greeting from far away from the entrance of the hall.

"Count of Monte Cristo, I didn't expect you to come to this ball. How is the residence settled? I have arranged it not badly."

Edmund turned around when he heard the sound, and saw a middle-aged nobleman with a curly beard striding forward, so he greeted him with a smile.

"It's Earl Jon. The mansion you introduced to me is very good. I am very satisfied. Next time I have a chance, let me thank you very much."

Edmund raised the goblet in his hand as a signal as he spoke, and Jon who came also took a glass of red wine from the waiter, and the two of them touched the glass and took a sip of the wine to show their friendship.

"Well, the taste of this wine is really bad. It feels so cheap that it doesn't deserve to appear at this dance."

Jon frowned as he said that, apparently he was not satisfied with the organizer's preparations. Seeing this, Edmund also agreed, and responded:

"I still have a lot of fine wine in my family. If Earl Jon is interested, you can come and taste it together."

Jon's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he was obviously very interested in it, and replied with a smile:

"Oh? Then I have to find a chance to bother you."

While the two were talking, a lady led a blond-haired little girl to Jon's side, and he quickly introduced to Edmund:

"This is my wife, Ellie, and this is my daughter, Arya, who is 11 years old."

Edmund greeted Mrs. Yili, and magically took out a piece of high-end chocolate and handed it to Arya, which made the little girl exclaimed again and again, and instantly showed admiration in her eyes.

"By the way, why didn't I see your dance partner? Based on the conditions of the Count of Monte Cristo, there should be many beautiful noble ladies who recommend themselves for invitation."

Edmund didn't pay much attention to Jon's joke. He turned around and waved, and soon saw a noble lady with silver hair and blue eyes strolling over from the crowd.

She was dressed in a luxurious white dance dress, showing unparalleled nobility in every gesture, her fair skin was as smooth as milk, and her beautiful appearance was as delicate as a porcelain doll.

Just a smile can heal all living beings, a look can fascinate people, and every step has a different style to attract people's attention, just like the queen who dominates the whole ball.

Looking at the woman walking slowly, Jon realized something, turned his head to look at Edmond with clear eyes, and asked in surprise: "This is your partner? God, I never knew the imperial capital Which one of them has such a rich young lady?"

"Yes, this is my dance partner, Miss Marie Antomanette, a princess from the Western Kingdom."

Edmund responded calmly, he has long been immune to the charm released by Princess Mary, and his own iron determination cannot be corroded by anything.

Edmond met Queen Mary on the way to the imperial capital, more precisely, it should be in a robber's den with hundreds of bandits.

Obviously, the place where Mary's deceitful person descended was completely blamed on King Solomon, and once this matter got out, it is estimated that several heroic spirits would come to the door and try their best.

Although she has a more natural personality, Mary is not stupid at all, so she protected herself well before Edmund's arrival, and there was no tragic drama in the old book.

For the reason that everyone is French, after killing all the gangsters, Edmond brought them to the imperial capital together, and his identity was directly made up as a princess from the west, otherwise it would be impossible to conceal his identity as the Queen of France. Elegant aura.

Although not as good as Edmund in skills, Mary knows more about life than Edmund.

Therefore, she was in charge of all the decoration arrangements in the mansion, and the two of them also reached an agreement on internal and external affairs, and began to live in the aristocratic circle of the imperial capital.

"Edmond, what's the matter? I was chatting happily with my new friends just now, and I plan to invite them to my house for afternoon tea in a few days. Will you agree to my little wayward request?"

Mary walked up to Edmund and asked softly, with a lively and bright smile on her face, and even a naughty charming voice when she spoke.

"No problem, I will prepare everything in advance, now I want to introduce some new friends to you."

As Edmund said, he turned slightly sideways to reveal the Jon family behind him, and introduced:

"This is Earl Jon. Our mansion was bought thanks to his matchmaking."

Upon hearing this, Mary looked at Jon's family, and thanked them generously. As a queen, she was familiar with this kind of communication between nobles, and soon found a common language with Madam Yili.

Seeing that the two ladies were chatting speculatively, Jon raised his hand and invited Edmund to go to other places together. The two men with goblets walked towards the place where the rest of the nobles and businessmen gathered together, intending to take this opportunity to get to know more more friends or more business deals.

At the same time, in the chaotic slums outside the imperial capital, a new batch of heroic spirits descended.

Chapter 313 Napoleon of Crime

In the pitch-black sky, as the space set off subtle and invisible waves, a round door resembling a wormhole appeared there, at least more than 60 meters above the ground.

After a while, a figure fell out of the wormhole. He tried to step on the ground with his feet, but he didn't expect that he would step on the ground, and fell straight down from the sky, causing the sound of 'huhu'.

"King Solomon, remember it for me!!"

The fallen person yelled fiercely, then controlled his body to change postures in the air, and finally landed firmly on the ground without making any excessive noise.

"It's a perfect landing. Fortunately, every time I use the treasure, I have to jump very high."

Having said that, the person squatting on the ground stood up, perhaps because he got up too quickly, only to hear a crisp 'click' sound in the darkness, and a burst of pain was transmitted from his waist to the brain through the nerves.

"Well, as expected, I'm still old, and my waist is bad."

Under the bright moonlight, a gray-haired, well-dressed old man held his waist with his backhand, a little pain flashed across his face, and his eyes were full of regret and regret for the passing time.

Obviously, his old rival can show up in a young posture, but this is the image of who made himself famous.

Skillfully knocking on his lumbar spine with his fist, old man Moriarty slowly stood up straight, looked around by the moonlight, looking for something while observing the environment.

Compared to the bustling and tidy aristocratic and wealthy districts of the imperial capital, the outer slums are really messy and messy, and they are simply a den for livestock.