Chapter 645: Whose pot?

"Is he still alive?"
In the empty front hallway of the Blackfire Castle, Beiruf asked in a low voice, beside him was the expressionless Shabal.
But he did not respond.
All the warlords hurried to the inner court, and when they stepped into the exclusive court of Guk, they saw the corpse of a hawk-like enchantress standing in front of the closed door.
"Bird, is he still alive?"
Beiruf asked, and behind them, there was a red figure approaching at high speed.
Liya looked up at him, she was just deep in thought, her thin body was paler than before.
What happened today shocked her.
"Yes."
She replied.
"Beluff leader, he is still alive and seriously injured. It is completely lucky to survive, if there is a bullet just-"
"I was thinking that it was not lucky."
Grak stepped forward and said aloud, his voice shaking the hall.
"The boss's strength made him survive this insidious assassination, nothing—"
"Yes!"
Liya interrupted each other sharply.
"Why not? We believe that he is an invulnerable who never makes mistakes. We believe that he cannot be defeated by death and his energy is endless. We should worship him blindly and count on him to conquer the world alone. -"
"You noisy bird!"
Grak said angrily, with a threatening expression.
"I never said that!"
"are not there?"
Liya greeted each other's eyes without fear. During the time around Guk, she already knew enough about the qualities of these Ouk warlords.
"Really?"
She glared at Grak with almost unabashed contempt, a butcher that made countless people frightened.
With the end of the war, most of the Oaks stopped the conflict and bloodshed that lasted for several weeks, which was a good thing.
But Grak is a very aggressive and stubborn guy. He insisted on continuing to clean up the traitors. God knows how many massacres he has carried out.
Liya does not support his ideas, but she has no formal influence in such military decisions. She once advised Gukdo to listen to Beiruf's ideas.
In her view, Grak is too narrow and radical, and is not suitable for participating in the planning of this big strategy. Beiruf is more wise, more reasonable, and more detailed.
She suggested that Guk send Grak to the border, which is more suitable for him.
Guk did not take her advice.
Liya stepped forward to the warlord several times taller than her and tapped the blood-stained sculpture on his breastplate with a thin wooden stick.
"To learn to be honest, Chief Grak."
She said:
"Is this honest?"
She knocked again.
"No, it’s not, maybe I didn’t keep my duty, because I’m just a servant, and you’re the top character of Okri, but Grak, we have our own strengths, if you intend to stick to your oath of allegiance, then To accept him first is not omnipotent, your boring praise sounds more like a false flattery! He is extremely powerful, but he is only powerful, I counted thirty-five cartridge cases and bullet holes in the room, if Any bullet hit his head, any one, he was already dead, and now this conversation will be very different."
"Your mouth smells--"
Grakton muttered, but his momentum weakened, and he would be surprised if the other boys of the legion were there.
"What went wrong today, leader?"
At this moment, she turned to Mangul and knocked again, then asked.
"Perhaps it was Guck who ordered the killers to come in, Mangul leader, he gave such an order, and no one thought to question, do you know what it means? It means he made a mistake."
Mangul glanced at Beiruf, but before he could speak, the warlord had read his instructions and he stepped forward.
"No one here doubts your words, Liya."
He is the only warlord who can call Liya’s name, not because of his respect, but because of his good memory.
"You are really choking this day, as we all saw it, you should probably have a good rest."
Liya glared at Mangul again, then sighed, nodded, and turned away from here.
"I don't understand why he values ​​her and her words!"
After the door closed, Grak growled.
In the hall's porter stood more than a dozen guards and bosses, at least all of which were large-scale war gangs, as well as some close followers of Gook.
Some of them smiled, Mangul did not, nor did the guards.
At this time, the tech master Okimide and the five entourage entered the room from the southern entrance. They stopped suddenly after seeing the warlords and leaders gathered here.
"Boss."
Dajiba raised the hood on his head, revealing a large number of instruments and equipment hanging on his head.
"I'll take a look at the situation of the overlord."
"He is still alive, Gear Boy."
Beiruf said:
"He will survive."
Okimide took a long breath and nodded.
"No thanks to you."
Grak suddenly made such a statement that surrounding Oak suddenly felt the offensive gesture in the words.
"What?"
The red warlord turned around and looked down at Gu Ke's master technician, like a tank pointing the muzzle at the target.
"You messed up!"
He snapped.
"Where did you go? Where did your toys go? Your scanning instruments? Your monitoring methods? I haven't forgotten the Sculpt you played last time!"
It turned out that after learning the truth about the chaos of the Black Fire Legion, Gook asked Okimide to get out something that could identify that kind of transformation. He did indeed get a set in a short time, including scanning and testing equipment, But I don't know why, this time it didn't work.
"This boss--"
Okimide stuttered.
"My scanning equipment was disturbed, no—"
"Excuse me!"
Grak interrupted the other with contempt.
"I want to cut you directly."
"I don't think you can."
Beirug laughed and plugged in.
"It's not up to him to talk about responsibility--"
"Shut up, Bellow!"
Grak turned his head and said angrily.
"It's not your responsibility to point fingers!"
"There is nothing to argue, it must be our fault."
Mangul, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, his voice coming from the loudspeaker of the huge helmet, his armor covered with blood, Guk's blood.
After the room door was broken, it was he and several colleagues who brought the overlord here.
"He said he won't need you for the time being."
"I didn't make excuses, we should have insisted, and should have checked carefully, no matter how normal they seemed."
"How did they do that?"
"The body quickly disappeared, and we didn't have time to check it."
"A kid becomes another?"
The only warlord Shabal who was knocked down on the battlefield whispered in whisper that he was actually a victim earlier than Guk, and he was also terrified of those deformed killers.
"What are the boys now?"
"It has become something that can be killed.
"I told you to shut up!"
The door of the inner court suddenly opened, and the enclosed air converged into a gust of wind, just like the moment when the coffin opened.
It was full of blood and burning smell, and the room in front of them was quite dim, with only a faint light from the brazier illuminating it.
Step by step, Guk came to the door of the house, and he glared at them like a wounded beast that appeared from the nest.
He gasped heavily, his torso, neck and side face were covered with callus padding and fixed seals, followed by the painful boys Gulas and Mogdrogen.
"This wall--"
He hissed:
"Not thick enough to block your mouth!"
"Boss."
Beiruo stepped forward and said:
"You must have a good rest—"
"I'm still alive."
Guk repeated what the opponent said before.
Mangul stepped forward, kneeling on one knee, head down, and other guards followed suit.
"Get up, don't blame you."
Guk waved his hand, and they all stood up.
"But I can't just lie in bed during the recovery process, Grak, Beiruf, Shabal, Mo...you're fine, the rest of you, you need to conduct a comprehensive investigation of all the boys."
"Yes, boss."
"I don't want to be held accountable this time~EbookFREE.me~ Mangul, I don't plan to hear any punishment anymore, I want to know how they sneaked in so that we can prevent this from happening again It happened, figure out exactly how the deformed potion came from, how it works, and where more rigorous monitoring is needed? What steps need to be improved? Are there any enemies lurking around us?"
The warlords nodded one after another, as did Okimide.
"head."
Mangul said in a deep voice:
"I will immediately let the heads of the staff begin to investigate-"
"Do not."
Guk shook his head.
"You come to do this, don't give it to other bosses, personally supervise, and let Kunde Laka temporarily take over the work in your hands."
"That one?"
"Yes, that guy, understand?"
"Got it, boss."
Mangul answered, but he clenched his teeth.
"You think I'm insulting you, Mangul?"
Gook gasped for a while, and his wound was still bleeding.
"Do you think I have degraded you with this worthless job? I replaced you with a guy without any prestige and reputation? You are the leader of the guard, and it is not only I who want to defend, I don't understand How can this task deserve you?"
"Sorry, boss, I will complete it seriously."
"of course."
Guk nodded.
"The others returned to their respective positions, assisted Mangul in any way, and tried your best to eliminate the panic and tension caused by the incident in the legion."
"Only a few bosses know about the assassination"
Shabal added a sentence, but Guk glanced contemptuously at the other party. .
"In any case, there will always be leaks, I know some guys have broken their mouths."