Warlock War

?In the center of Bihu City, a small city lord’s mansion made of light gray granite. Located on the first floor of the two-story city lord’s mansion, the living room is less than 50 square meters in the middle, and one side occupies half Long dilapidated pine table in the living room.

On one end of the long table, near the stairs, sits the flattering Yaheng Baker; on both sides of the long table sits the nobles and lords of Bihu City; on the other end of the long table sits an old elf.

You know, elves do not grow old. After a hundred years of puberty, the appearance of elves will hardly change anymore, and they will remain human beings around twenty years old until they die.

However, the old elf sitting opposite Yaheng Baker looked very old. He was leaning on the broken back chair, and he was about to bend into a parabolic back, struggling to raise his silver-haired, full head. The wrinkled face, which looked like a corpse, stared at the flattery Yaheng Baker who was on the opposite side of the long table.

This old man is the lord of Bihu City, a small city that is not much bigger than the hill city, but a hundred times more dilapidated. The Golden Family he belongs to has been the lord of this territory for generations and is an old-school aristocratic force born and raised in the area. .

Yaheng Baker has been silently observing Gegel King for nearly twenty minutes. The more you look, the smaller Yaheng Baker's eyes narrow, and the more you look, the greater the doubts in Yaheng Baker's heart.

Finally, Yaheng Baker said: "What the **** is going on Ge Gil, when I saw you last year, you were not like this, I know very well, you are fifty years younger than me, why are you so old? "

"Cough, cough, cough..." With an old voice, Ge Gil Jin coughed a few times, and spewed a large dark black and smoked thick phlegm, which was sprayed in front of him. On the tabletop of the table, seeing it, the table top was corroded by the thick phlegm he sprayed and a large black hole was formed on the edge, as if it had been burned out by concentrated sulfuric acid.

"You are poisoned, Ge Gil!" Yaheng Baker stood up abruptly and stared at the big hole on the table in front of Ge Gil.

"Yes..." Ge Gil replied feebly. When speaking, his head quivered twice, but with two slight tremors, there were countless long snow-white hairs, like snowflakes, from Ge Gil's Floating down on his head.

Looking at the sad look of Ge Gil Jin, Yaheng Baker asked him in a deep voice, "Who did it?"

Before Ge Geir could reply, a young man of the Elf race sitting on his right side said: "My father was poisoned by Downs Wharton. In the past 20 years, Downs Wharton has attacked countless times. Here, under the leadership of my father, we fought bravely and did not let Downs Wharton succeed. He was very jealous of my father, so he bought the assassin and poisoned my father."

"Hmm..." The old Ge Gil Jin smiled sadly after his son had finished telling his own experience.

"It turned out to be like this, hey," Yaheng Baker sighed and sat down in the back chair. Then, he whispered: "Ge Gil, what happened to you makes me regretful. The king has already ordered this. The area is my territory, and your family is now under my control. Since you are poisoned, don't do it, the lord of the city, leave it to your son. Can you do it well, Bishop?"

It turned out that the only son of Ge Gil to answer Yaheng Baker’s question was Ge Gil’s only son, Bishop King. He is a well-known dutiful son. Bishop has grown up under the care of Ge Gil. He is an outstanding young warrior. In addition, over the past few decades, he has been constantly fighting against the northern forces of Downs Wharton, and has been accumulating combat experience. It is estimated that he will soon Will grow into a general who can be on his own.

"My father is only poisoned and has not lost his ability to act. I cannot accept your appointment to become the lord of the city!" Bishop replied to Yaheng Baker. The content of the answer fully explained that he was indeed a genuine dutiful son.

"Okay," Yaheng Baker took a gratified look at Bishop, then turned his gaze to Ge Gil again, and said to him in a deep voice: "I'm here to discuss the tax distribution with you. Since you are now Let me manage, then, follow my rules. I only need 40% of the tax on your territory, and the remaining 60% goes to you. Okay, let’s talk about it. How much tax is there this year?"

"Not a penny..." Bishop once again replaced his father, returning to Yaheng Baker, replying with a tough attitude.

With a crisp sound of "pop...", Yaheng Baker slapped the table fiercely, and stood up angrily. The idea that Bishop had a good character just disappeared at this moment. , I am not a vegetarian, come here!"

Before the words were over, the five big and thick elven fighters who had been sitting behind Yaheng Baker all stood up at the command, ready to greet the disobedient Bishop.

It is because these high-level elven fighters suddenly stood in front of Yaheng Baker, so they saved his life by accident, just listen to the "swish, swish, swish..." The sound continued to sound, and I saw that silver darts reflecting deep cold light flew densely toward Yaheng Baker.

"Boom, boom, boom..." With a muffled sound, dozens of silver darts with thumbs thick pierced the pine wood tabletop in front of Yaheng Baker that was as thick as the city gate, and rounds of thick wrists were shot on it. Black holes.

"Ah, ah, ah..." With a few screams, the four brawny men standing in front of Yaheng Baker were pierced into sieves by the rain of darts, and even more than a dozen darts penetrated After the bodyguards hit Yaheng Baker's thigh, they directly discounted Yaheng Baker's right calf.

"Ge Gil!" Yaheng Baker lay down on the back chair behind him with a distorted face, stretched out his right arm and pointed at the old man across the table~www.readwn.com~ cursed: "You dare to count me! "

At this time, Bishop stood up abruptly and shouted at the door: "Come on, there are assassins!"

Immediately, Bishop quickly ran to the side of Yaheng Baker and kicked the back chair with one foot. Yaheng Baker rolled to the side in embarrassment. I saw another dart rain blasted towards the original back chair position. , The black granite tiles on the ground were beaten to powder.

At this moment, the bodyguards brought by the five surviving Yaheng Baker reacted, and quickly surrounded Yaheng Baker, took out their respective stainless steel tower shields, blocked them, and stared at them. All windows in the city lord’s mansion.

Bishop was also struck by a dart in his left forearm and took away a large piece of flesh on his arm. He was bleeding too much and his face was pale. He leaned on a marble column on the side of the house with a big head. Khan yelled in the direction of Yaheng Baker: "Lord Duke, this is not what we did..."

A lot of blood was lost. Yaheng Baker, who was about to faint, replied weakly, "I...know..."

At this moment, a circle of sharp circular blades with a big head flew out of a window and took the head of Yaheng Baker... (to be continued.)