Wu Lai doesn't mind responding to violence with violence, because in an era where if you don't kill someone, someone else will kill you, being soft-hearted to the enemy is equivalent to helping the opponent stab the knife into his own throat.
In Wu Lai's previous memory, he had undergone rigorous practical training in all known combat methods and was proficient in them all, but what he disliked most was long-range sniping, and what he liked most was close combat - he liked this kind of combat method that could make his adrenaline rush.
This is also the most satisfying way of revenge.
The seven thugs were "woken up" one by one, and then, accompanied by swords, daggers and crossbows, they came to the yard. As for the two sleeping companions who were recruited from nowhere, they were knocked unconscious by the Daishan boy.
Although Kakun slept on the first floor, he was the last one to arrive in the yard because he was the one who was injured and had trouble sleeping due to the heavy load, so he was carried out.
Three torches were lit in the yard at some point. In the light of the torches, Kakun saw his other six companions, the four Daishan boys and Wu Lai.
When they saw clearly what Wu Lai and the others were wearing, the seven people understood everything.
Four crossbows were aimed at the seven people from three directions, so no one dared to say a word. They had all seen the power of this kind of crossbow, and they all knew that anyone wearing such clothes was no different from a killer god.
"I didn't expect you to come so quickly." Ka Kun said vaguely, and one of his companions shouted loudly - "Kill us if you want to, we are all single anyway, it doesn't matter!"
"Not convinced?" Wu Lai frowned and took a step forward.
"Humph." Someone answered him with a cold snort.
"Do you think my methods are too despicable?" Wu Lai took another step forward. "Compared to what you have done, I think I am much more noble."
"We are just following orders. If you have the guts, go and vent your anger on the people above you!" Someone said this. He obviously didn't want to die, and he still had some resentment.
"Of course we have to find it, but we have to settle the matter on your side first." Wu Lai took the third step and stood right in the middle of the yard.
Seeing him like this, the four Daishan teenagers became worried at the same time. Wu Lai was now standing in a very dangerous position - the six murderers around him formed a fan-shaped encirclement around him. Once they suddenly attacked, Wu Lai would be surrounded in an instant.
"Give their weapons back to them!" Wu Lai's words stunned Ka Kun and others.
"Yes." Although the four Daishan boys hesitated for a moment, they immediately sent two of them to the corner of the yard to bring over the seized weapons - "Any orders from the young master must be followed immediately, and you are absolutely not allowed to ask for reasons, let alone doubts." Vulture and Puya have imprinted these words into their souls.
Soon, the seven swords and hammers thrown on the ground were picked up, and even Ka Kun, who was lying on the steps, was stuffed with a dagger by his companions. For some reason, when Ka Kun got the dagger, he suddenly felt calm.
Wu Lai slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, holding a rapier in his right hand and a dagger in his left. He spread his legs and gathered his strength: "Come on, let me grant you the honor of dying in battle, soldiers."
Ka Kun was stunned for a moment, then he thought about it and sighed deeply in his heart, since the other party could come to him so quickly, how could they not know the identities of them.
Kakun's six companions had no time to think about it, but rushed forward at the same time, slashing or stabbing with their swords, sweeping or smashing with their hammers...
When they moved, Wu Lai moved too, not backward but forward, facing the slashing, stabbing, sweeping and smashing of swords and hammers.
His speed was so fast that the six people were stunned. His figure actually left a shadow in the cover of the firelight, and he instantly inserted himself between the two thugs. At the same time, a sword light as dazzling as fire exploded.
"Swish", the tip of the sword fiercely scratched the neck of the murderer on the right.
"Puchi", the dagger cut through the left rib of the murderer on the left and went straight to the heart.
After a successful strike, Wu Lai twisted his waist and changed his steps. He turned his body and thrust the rapier in his right hand forward fiercely, piercing the temple of a gangster. He flipped his left wrist, caught the right wrist of a gangster holding a hammer and swung it fiercely. With a scream, the heavy hammer fell to the ground, and the man holding the hammer staggered to the ground, covering his almost completely severed right wrist.
Wu Lai moved again and slashed with his rapier diagonally. With the sound of "clang", a long sword that was swinging at him was fiercely deflected. Wu Lai shook his wrist and pushed the tip of the sword forward. The rapier went straight through the man's throat and protruded from the back of his neck.
When the sound of wind came from behind him, it was too late to draw his sword and stab back. Wu Lai decisively dropped his sword and rushed forward. Just as he jumped out of his position, a heavy hammer hit his cloak. This was obviously extremely dangerous. If Wu Lai was a little slower or the hammer was a little faster, the back of Wu Lai's head would have been smashed to pieces...
The cloak was hit by a hammer, and Wu Lai's forward body was not only pulled to a sudden stop, but also his center of gravity was dragged to the left... Just as the four Daishan boys were about to pull the trigger to shoot the hammer-wielding murderer, Wu Lai's left wrist turned and twisted again, quickly cutting the cloak straps, turned around and took a step back, and with another shake of his left hand, the dagger shot out...
With a "puff" sound, the man holding the hammer dropped the hammer and covered his face - the dagger hit his right eye, and in an instant, blood flowed out from between his fingers.
Since it was already garbage time for the fight, Wu Lai didn't mind showing off his skills. He immediately leaped up, turned his leg in the air and did a beautiful roundhouse kick, and the front of his foot "sent the dagger hard" again...
"Cool, right? If you want to learn, I'll find time to teach you tomorrow night." Wu Lai said to the four Daishan boys while picking up the cloak.
"So cool!" The four young men from Daishan were both surprised and happy. They were surprised because they had been training for so long and thought they could be considered masters. But today, after seeing Master Wu Lai's skills, they realized that they were still far behind. They were happy because Master Wu Lai actually offered to teach them.
Wu Lai dusted off his cloak and walked towards Ka Kun.
"You're the only one left," said Wu Lai.
"I know." Ka Kun nodded. All six of his companions were killed in less than three breaths. How could he expect to survive?
"Take up your dagger. I don't like killing cowards." said Wu Lei.
Kakun nodded again, grabbing the dagger and saying, "Can I ask you a favor?"
Wu Lai nodded slightly. Just for Ka Kun's calm attitude, he was willing to give him some respect.
"I have a wife and children at home. Once I die, they will have no one to rely on. So, could you please pass this to them, okay?" Ka Kun pulled out a palm-sized leather bag from his waist with great effort and handed it to Wu Lai tremblingly.
Wu Lai didn't answer: "What's in it?"
"There are more than 30 gold coins and a gem." Kakun's face was full of pleading. "They are very pitiful. They have been with me for so long and have suffered a lot. The children are still very young."
"Tell me the address and I will deliver it to you." Wu Lai nodded.
"Thank you, thank you." Ka Kun's eyes lit up. He struggled to hand the leather bag to Wu Lai while thanking him. When he finished doing this, many beads of sweat had already seeped out of his forehead.
"I'll do it myself, thank you, thank you." Ka Kun said as he put the dagger close to his neck. Wu Lai frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then turned around.
Kakun's left hand moved violently, and a huge blood groove suddenly appeared on his neck, with blood gushing out.
"Thank you..." Kakun struggled to look at Wu Lai's back again, his body twitching and shivering uncontrollably...
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George was very angry because he felt deeply humiliated - yesterday, the Duncan family arranged for people to kill Henry's family without even a single notice, killing more than 30 people and causing an uproar in the city. Then, Woolleglindo killed seven more people in the city, adding fuel to the fire. When these two parties were making such a fuss, they obviously did not take him, the Governor of Lovington, seriously.
What frustrates him the most is that he clearly knows who did it, but he cannot do anything against the two parties. The Duncan family is his backer, and he has no direct evidence from Woolleglindo. So, even if the humiliation is unbearable, he can only endure it. Besides, today is not a suitable day to get angry, because Deputy Chairman Kevin actually took the initiative to attend the meeting. Although he kept saying that he was just listening, the implication of supervision was obvious. So he should focus his main energy on Woolleglindo's governance review.
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To be specific, the consul's deliberation is just a name, it is more like a debate in court - the meeting parties ask questions about some of the consul's practices in the process of governing, and the consul answers. Of course, they will also selectively pick out some accusations against the consul and ask about them. The consul also has the right to defend himself in public. The final result will be judged by all members of the meeting. For someone who is "airdropped" like Woleglindo, the noble council of the city-state of Lunvington will report the deliberation situation in writing to the Supreme Council, and the Supreme Council will make the decision. If he is "self-selected" by Lunvington, once the meeting determines that he has seriously neglected his duties, 90% of them will be dismissed on the spot.
In Woolley's view, this was an accountability, and he knew that he would be George's first target.
"Fire at me." Wu Lai glanced at George who was sitting on the main podium and muttered to himself.
At the same time, Kevin glanced at Wu Lai casually...
When the meeting bell rang, George stood up with a smile, bowed and nodded respectfully to Kevin, and then turned to everyone: "Members of the Noble Council of the City-State of Lunvington, let us welcome the respected Lord Kevin, the second chairman of the Supreme Council of Assyrian Nobles, with warm applause."
The applause was as enthusiastic as George expected, and Kevin also felt very happy...
When the applause faded, George raised his voice and continued, "Lord Kevin's presence at the meeting is enough to show that the Supreme Council attaches great importance to and cares about Lunvington..."
"The special envoy of the Supreme Council has arrived!" A loud voice suddenly interrupted George. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw twelve soldiers in leather armor and tasseled helmets, holding ceremonial flags and striding in with their heads held high. After all of them entered the meeting place, a tall figure walked in slowly, with six people in a row on each side.
When he saw who was coming, a smile flashed across Wu Lai's eyes.
There was a commotion in the venue because the people who came were more or less strangers to them.
"Why is he here?" Kevin frowned and said to himself.
"Lord Kevin, let me go to greet him." George said. The guard of honor just shouted "The Supreme Council's special envoy has arrived". According to the rules, he, the Governor of Lovington, has to lead the team to greet him. Even though they are in a meeting now and can handle special matters, they cannot lose their manners.
"Well, go ahead." Kevin waved his hand, a trace of doubt arose in his heart, and he couldn't help but guess.
Kevin was the second in command, and no matter who the special envoy of the Supreme Council was, he could not be more powerful than him, so there was no need for him to move. However, the others on the main stage did not dare to do so, and they all followed George. The main stage was empty with only Kevin left. It was so embarrassing.
At the same time, all the participants in the venue stood up to express their welcome.
"Oh, I didn't expect you to come, respected Vice President Ibe, no, it should be Special Envoy Ibe." George and Ibe are quite familiar with each other, and now Ibe is a special envoy, so there is no way he would be stingy with his enthusiasm.
"Look at what you said. I have wanted to come to your city of Lovington for a long time, but I have never been able to make it. Fortunately, when Chief Connor was selecting an envoy this time, I volunteered." Ibe said with a smile.
"Then we have to get drunk together a few times this time." George laughed and suddenly changed the subject, "I wonder if the special envoy came here this time for something important..."
"It's not an important matter. It's just one or two small things. Don't worry, it will only add icing on the cake for Lunvington." Ibe glanced at the venue and smiled slightly. "Second President Kevin is here too, right? It's a good opportunity. How about I come and sit in on the meeting?"
"Of course you're welcome." George said with a smile, but he was worried in his heart. The Supreme Council would send special envoys to Lovington once or twice a year just to go through the motions, which was nothing more than a demonstration of leadership. The people who serve as special envoys have always been selected from idle members. Ibe, the vice-president of the Civic Academy, suddenly came to join in the fun, which was obviously a bit abnormal.
"Thank you very much. I'll go say hello to the Deputy Prime Minister first." Ibe nodded with a smile and walked towards Kevin.
The incident of the envoy's sudden arrival was over quickly. After taking a glance at Kevin and Ibe who were talking and laughing in a low voice, George cleared his throat and raised his voice: "Now, let's begin the deliberation of the town governors. The first person to be evaluated is Saltmarsh Town Governor Wuleglindo!"
George's announcement immediately caused a small commotion in the venue. In previous years, the evaluation was always in the order of near to far, so why was it the opposite this year? You know, Salt Marsh Town is on the edge of Lunvington.
"Saltmarsh Town Governor Wuleglindo, please come to the front." The messenger servant shouted loudly.
Wu Lai stood up with a smile on his face, and glanced towards the main stage intentionally or unintentionally, and happened to meet Ibe's gaze. Immediately, the corners of Ibe's mouth curled up slightly.
You old man, you didn't even tell me when you arrived yesterday, which scared me so much that my heart was pounding. What if George and his gang beat you up without you noticing? How can you face me again? Wu Lai muttered to himself as he walked.
After Woolley stood at the defense platform, George took the review paper handed over by the attendant, opened the first page, glanced at it, and raised his voice: "Woolley Grindo, I now ask you the following questions with the authority granted by the Assyrian Supreme Noble Council..."
Sadly, George's words were interrupted again - "The temple envoy has arrived!" Another loud voice spread throughout the venue.