The immortal black snake just wants to live simply

"Evidence? What evidence do you want me to ask? Do the wounds on the bodies of Team [-] and Team [-] that have not yet cooled down count? Does the location where we found these bodies count? Does even one of them provide us with clues? ?! The corpse is on the street in their neighborhood! You should remember the tragedy we saw that day!"

"Uh uh..."

"Just want to vomit. I saw it with my own eyes, and I also knew the previous owner of that head. I vomited all afternoon."

"...Why do they treat their fellow citizens like this? It's so cruel."

"Ha, you're right, they never deserved to be human beings... Now, can you understand that they deserve what they deserve?"

"..."

"What are you still doing? Take action quickly!"

"But she is crying... Her husband has died of ore disease, and her child is only ten years old. Can such a lonely and helpless person really be a murderer?"

"Why can't I explain it to you! They are all the same kind of people, you know? Even if this woman and her child haven't made any mistakes, they are all in this together."

"So are these people all bad people? Just because they are all Tara people... If the people in front of you are not Tara people, but other Victoria citizens, will you still insist on treating them as thugs?"

"..."

"If...I mean if, from the beginning, there were no discriminatory bills, and the people of Tara could earn the same amount of coins and have the same medical opportunities as other people...wouldn't the ensuing conflict be the same? will happen?"

……

In the banquet hall at this time.

"Ahem, ahem... Mr. Colonel, I think there must be some misunderstanding."

"Baron Bolton, you are wrong. There is no misunderstanding between us at all. I am fully aware of your private dealings."

"The people gathering here today are just some of my relatives and friends. I can vouch for my own reputation——"

"Please shut up, Sir. The honor you inherited from your ancestors is worthless in my eyes."

"How dare you say that! Do you know who you are talking to? Watch your identity, Colonel Hamilton!"

"I am not the one who insults the reputation of you so-called nobles. Who is enjoying the status and wealth given by Victoria, and secretly colluding with the most despicable rebels... I am starting to get tired of this nonsense. The scum should be with the outside world. Like a scumbag, he cried bitterly in the firelight while repenting for the mistakes he had made."

Just as the cold middle-aged officer in military uniform said, there were bursts of crying outside the window, and dots of firelight reflected on the glass.

He has surrounded the entire Tara neighborhood.

He is using force to intimidate ordinary residents.

Colonel Hamilton drew his cavalry sword from his waist.

He could no longer waste time on pointless interrogations.Now, right here, these scum must explain where their manpower is hidden!

"I want to find a lawyer! I also know the mayor and several council members... let go, you have no power to trap us like this!"

The factory owner who controlled more than a dozen steel plants wiped away cold sweat and tried to protest against the other party's behavior.

Colonel Hamilton looked at the businessman who was still quibbling impatiently and chopped off his head with a knife.

The cross section was flat, with blood splattering everywhere.

"Oh my god...why do you want me to see such a cruel scene?"

The noblewoman covered her eyes, while the others were also frightened by Colonel Hamilton's resolute actions.

Their wealth and status seemed to have lost their effect at this time.

Baron Burton was also afraid of Colonel Hamilton's terrifying methods, but he still hesitated whether he should confess everything about this banquet.

After all... Shenchi is a chess piece in the Iron Duke's hands. If he confesses, he will also die.

Then why don't you delay it for a while longer...

At this time, Colonel Hamilton turned his attention to the two people wearing the uniforms of the Capet Group, and then passed Jeston and locked on Seamus.

"Seamus Williams...that's good, I was going to find you before you went on and on about inciting those idiots."

Of course Colonel Hamilton knows the other party... After all, the Captor Group has always been the focus of the Victoria military.

So as the person in charge of the Capte Group in Xiaoqiu County and also the great poet of Tara... Colonel Hamilton will definitely pay attention to the other party.

The lies about Tara in the opponent's hands were, in the eyes of Colonel Hamilton, more troublesome than the ghost troops.

It is something that will promote the birth of one ghost unit after another.

……

"I don't think I have incited anything. I can't even understand why you are here. Even though according to the "Temporary Supervision Law", as the supreme commander of the Xiaoqiu County garrison, he does have the power to guard the entire city... But Are you ready to face the trial of the Victoria Court Martial? The Temporary Control Act has never been your capital to take human life lightly."

Seamus looked at Colonel Hamilton, who was slowly walking toward him step by step, and the cavalry blade that was still bleeding in his hand, and he couldn't help but feel a hint of timidity in his heart.

But after noticing that the [Debt Collector] still maintained a calm demeanor, and thinking of the instructions he had received from the bag, he gave up the idea of ​​retreating.

【Trust the boss! 】

After all, the boss is always right.

……

Jeston looked at the Victoria soldiers who were pointing their weapons at him.

'Is this what [the boss] said happened?It was a bit nerve-wracking to be approached by Victoria's soldiers... But fortunately, they didn't invest many troops here. '

Jeston put down the red wine glass in his hand.

'Did most of the troops be sent to search the neighborhood... That's right, after all, it doesn't take many troops to just arrest these drunken people. '

While thinking, Jeston quietly activated his Origin Stone skills.

'But with just these people, I can still complete the boss's task. '

After all, if you are not strong enough, you will not be able to serve as the [debt collector] of the Capte Group.

Individuals and organizations that dare to owe money to the Capte Group do not have many fuel-saving options.

'What, the bonus this time is quite easy to earn...'

Jeston thought with some satisfaction.

But soon, he noticed something was wrong.

What gave him the crisis was not Colonel Hamilton with the cavalry blade, nor the horns and bagpipes, nor the Victorian soldiers with crossbows pointed at him.

Everyone looked out the window in unison.

Is that... a small flame?

……

Five minutes ago, not far from the banquet hall, the ghost army had quietly appeared.

They are already preparing for a full-scale counterattack.

Now that Victoria's soldiers have taken the lead in attacking, continuing to hide is not an option... What's more, Shenchi has received help from many locals this time.

Colonel Hamilton's guess was actually correct. It was indeed the locals who were helping the deep pool infiltrate.

After all... why would the people of Tara, who have been oppressed by Victoria, reject an organization with the title of 'Liberating Tara'?

……

Capt, the only one not wearing the uniform of the Ghost Troops, smiled and encouraged with a doggy look.

The fighting between the Victoria soldiers and the ghost troops on the streets and the wailing of civilians could not make his smile fade away at this moment.

"Leader! The senior officers of the garrison are there now. This is a great time to eliminate them!"

"There are also some local people who are showing kindness to us. They know some details about us. What your subordinates mean is that for the sake of the overall situation, we cannot be left alive."

"Leader, just think it's for your subordinates, for the deep pool, for Tara...use your Origin Stone skills there!"

Mandela, who was standing next to Capt, half covered her face with one hand.

That's right, Capt doesn't seem to know that the leader in front of him is a stand-in, a shadow... or something, it seems that Capt made a mistake.

At least Mandela felt that Ravshini did pretend to be a leader... which was right, after all, she had been pretending for so many years.

Those partners didn't know that the leader of Shenchi was actually someone else, and it was naturally inseparable from Ravshini's skill in disguise.

But unfortunately... fakes are fakes after all.

A disgusting counterfeit.

What's more, seeing Capt in such a dog-legged manner made Mandela feel extremely sick... and the more she looked at Ravshini, the more unhappy she became.

Although I knew that Capt's compliment was probably not sincere, but...Mandra was just unhappy!

If the other party sincerely compliments the real leader, Mandela can barely accept it, but...Capt's behavior does not have the humility of a servant, but the transgression of a traitor who is trying to use power for personal gain.

What's more, Ravshini is a fake.

'This faker who shamelessly takes over the glory of the leader by having a face exactly like the leader! '

……

Ravshini originally didn't want to pay attention to that annoying Felin.

But when she heard the words 'subordinates', she was shaken.

She is the shadow.

Shadows have no consciousness of their own.

She slowly raised the staff, and bright yellow light gathered at the tip of the staff.

A huge energy burst out from the depths of the night.

The fire didn't really burn. From the statues to the city hall, all living things were instantly and silently reduced to ashes.

And Capt watched the scene in front of him silently.

'Draco's bloodline... is fascinating. '

……

'Hmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~'

'I just purchased the protective device through the group's internal channels! '

'I scrimped and saved to buy it...and it ended up being this bad? '

'I just bought the equipment before this operation! '

At this time, a Jaston's face lost its calm smile.

Chapter 284 Jeston: It doesn’t matter, I will take action!

When the ghost troops attacked and defeated the garrison, they were in the factory of Capte Group.

"Uncle...manager, can't we leave yet?"

"Go? Why go?! Leave this factory that can protect us? Don't you look at the chaos outside... Those soldiers are killing Tara people, and those thugs are killing Victorians, if Mr. Seamus hadn't let us We are doing team building in the factory tonight, do you think you can survive until now?! You have been affected a long time ago."

"...But now the noise outside is no longer so noisy. Those who call themselves the Ghost Army are cheering. They seem to have won. Aren't they fighting for us Tara people?"

"Listen up, you idiot! Even if it seems like the thugs are dominant outside, are you sure you won't be killed by the remaining soldiers? What's more, the crossbows on the battlefield don't care whether you are from Tara or not. ...And remember! Not all of your colleagues are from Tara. What will they do when those thugs come in? Why are you so selfish?"

"But manager... don't you want to have your own city one day, and we Tara people can hold our heads high on the streets and never be treated unfairly again!"

"Shut up! For the sake of you being my nephew, I won't hold you accountable for your words that violate the "Capital Group Employee Handbook" this time. The group strictly cracks down on such ethnic antagonisms, which will harm the working environment. The concept of reducing work efficiency...but if you continue to talk nonsense, then don't blame me for being ruthless."

"But we are still Tara people after all... For us, isn't Deep Pool the savior who leads us to break the shackles that have oppressed us Tara people for hundreds of years?"

"Haha, only hopeless wastes will seize everything in front of them, even regard the uncertain duckweed as life-saving straw, and regard those false and empty words as truth without seriously considering the other party's purpose... What you say to you How much do you know about the respected Deep Pool?”

"..."

"What did they bring for you? Is it sufficient food, strong shelter, or the so-called...dignity?"

"Uh……"

"No, at least not now... In my eyes, they and the so-called garrison are just the same thing. They only bring death and turn our home into ruins, just like it is now!"

"...But even so, they will lead us to drive away the oppressors, and how can there be no sacrifice in war?"

"The sacrifice at least has meaning...but can you see the meaning? I can't, at least not yet."

"..."

"All I know is that this war has ruined my life...my otherwise stable life."