"Put the fucking guns down!!!"

Ernst was irritable.

As far as he could remember, he hadn't been so excited for many years.

Looking at the large number of soldiers lying outside the [Road of Grace], Ernst wished he could kill the leaders!

But someone helped him realize this idea first.

Luo Minghai had been shot before he arrived.

At this time, Luo Minghai was leaning against the wall, his thighs were covered in blood, and his face was a little pale.

The bullet hit his thigh.

Not fatal.

Although he did not die, many soldiers of the Luo family died.

Ernst's men finally managed to control the situation.

"Where's Freed!?"

Ernst yelled at his adjutant.

"He said... he's heading this way!"

The adjutant was also a little frightened when he saw Ernst who was almost going crazy.

"Such a big thing happened, and he's only just coming here?!"

Ernst raised his eyebrows, his eyelids twitching with anger.

Just then, a car suddenly drove over.

When the brakes were applied suddenly, there was a harsh friction sound.

Fried got out of the car in a panic. When he saw the scene in front of him, his eyes widened and his face was filled with shock.

"W-What the hell is going on?"

Ernst looked at him.

Seeing this, the anger that was already uncontrollable burned even more fiercely!

Fried's general uniform was so messy.

It was obviously put on randomly.

With the collar open, you can see a large area of ​​chest hair!

Looking at the red strawberries on Fried's neck, anyone can imagine how happy he was before he came.

"What...were you doing just now?"

Although Ernst knew the answer, he still couldn't help but ask through gritted teeth.

"Commander, I, I'm resting at home!"

“What a restful rest!”

Ernst wanted to glare Fried to death!

He knew that Fried had given up.

Fried is a man of some ability.

However, both Ernst and Fried knew that the general's position had come to an end.

So Fried also showed with his actual actions that he accepted it!

But now, you admit it too damn thoroughly, don't you?

The east side of the city is in such a mess, and yet you're still oblivious to what's happening outside, completely immersed in the happiness of your own big bed?!

"No, Commander, didn't you ask me to watch them?"

Fried lowered his voice and said, "I just arranged for Walton to bring people to guard here. How did it turn out like this?"

Fried is innocent.

I will do whatever you ask me to do!

Besides, I have been playing badly before, and you have accepted it, haven’t you?

No one wants this kind of thing to happen.

You can't blame me!

"etc!!"

Suddenly, Fried let out a strange cry and ran in one direction.

The blond man named Wharton fell in a pool of blood.

There was a deep bloody hole between the eyebrows.

"Wharton!"

Freed squatted on the ground and pulled Wharton's body to his side.

His eyes were bloodshot and he trembled for more than ten seconds before he slowly raised his hand, wiped Wharton's face, and closed his eyes.

Then he stood up.

Ernst saw the anger in his eyes.

"Fried..."

"Where's Luo Minghai?"

Freed scowled.

"Fried, wait a minute..."

"I can't fucking wait!!"

Fried pulled out his service pistol from his half-pulled waistband: "He dared to kill my people, why shouldn't I dare to kill him?!"

Ernst didn't know how to persuade him.

Wharton died here, and the murderer must be from the Luo family.

Fried sought revenge on Luo Minghai, and there was nothing wrong with it.

But the problem was that he had just spent a lot of effort to separate the people on both sides. If Fred lit the fire again now, there would be no way to end it.

Killing Luo Minghai is easy.

But in the current chaotic situation, what Ernst needs is stability.

First ensure the safety of your own family, and then deal with the rest of the things slowly.

When Ernst thought of this, he finally reacted.

There's no movement from Glasag yet!

[The Road of Grace] was so chaotic here that he almost forgot about Grasag.

"Fried! Someone wants to kill Grasag now! I don't care how much resentment you have in your heart, you have to endure it now!"

Ernst patiently comforted Fried.

Unexpectedly, Fried said without hesitation: "It must have been Luo Minghai who had someone do it!!"

Ernst was stunned.

Given Fried's current mood, it is normal for him to put the blame directly on Luo Minghai.

But is it possible that he guessed right?

"No news from Grasag yet?"

Ernst asked the adjutant beside him.

The adjutant hurriedly said, "Let me ask."

He made several calls in succession.

After a while of communication, his expression became even uglier.

"Commander, something seems to have happened."

"What?!"

Ernst felt like his head was about to explode. Why was there so much bad news on such a harmonious day like Peace Day? "What happened?!"

"Someone activated the [Plasma] in General Grasag's mansion!"

The adjutant swallowed hard, "High-level dark [Effect]."

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