Chapter 624: The last stage (on)

Wuritanashun was wrapped around his neck by a long tentacle and lifted up into the air.
Some noble ladies of the Knell family were so scared that they fought with their teeth and slumped on the ground one after another.
I don't know when, that glamorous woman changed her appearance, her face was more like a snake than a human being.
At this moment, messy footsteps came from outside, and puppies rushed into the hall, forcing the members of the Kner family hidden in the cabinet, behind the sofa, and in the shadow of the corridor, and dragged their clothes to patio.
Izsha's long snaketail slid across the ground, and the tentacle wrapped around Uritanashun's neck, leaving the hall like a dead dog and entering the courtyard.
The remaining puppies stepped forward slowly and forced Amanda and others out of the palace step by step.
The veteran was sitting on the stone platform by the fountain in the center of the vestibule. He stared at the night sky without stars. He was stunned. He didn't know what he was thinking. He was still wondering why the sky was getting dark so quickly. So fast, people are totally unprepared.
He sat there, sipping his cigar bit by bite. The sparks on the cigar's head were bright and dark, especially in the quiet night. His body seemed to melt into the night, cold and quiet.
He gives people a kind of coldness that strangers don’t enter, but makes Uritanashun, Amanda and others feel a little hot. It does not come from the temperature on the cigar head, but because he is a person with a hideous face. The only person in the group, maybe...the one who can decide their life and death.
Amanda said, "What do you want? Speak out."
Aros was silent, still looking at the night sky, the cigar was half-burned, and the ashes fell.
Izsha threw Uritanashun under the steps. He recovered his body and looked at the people walking out of the hall coldly.
They include old people and women from the Knar family, as well as Surbaggio's confidantes, several military officers, and even aristocratic youths of fifteen and sixteen.
The searchlight in the corner of the courtyard is turned on. A layer of silver frost spread over the mottled ground and buildings, including the faces of Amanda and others.
They have different youths, different experiences, and different positions. At this moment, they have the same expression-fear.
Wuritana took a sigh of relief. Threatened: "Lord Surbaggio will not let you go... His Majesty the King will not let you go."
He was right. Tang Fang was really hitting Will's face by doing this, but no one with a temper would tolerate such behavior. If there were no accidents, His Majesty the King would definitely declare war with "Morning Star Casting".
Such words are a threat. It is also an inspiration.
The noble lords of the Knell family gradually straightened their waists, and stared coldly at the man smoking cigar on the stone platform by the fountain, thinking that he was very bad, as if he had never smoked a cigar in eight lifetimes.
Some people even regarded the veterans as Tang Fang, because until yesterday, they had never cared about "Morning Star Casting", and naturally they didn't know any Captain Tang.
Amanda Krivart straightened up and stroked the dust on her sleeves. Straighten out the forehead hair, like a haughty black swan, said in an arrogant voice: "What do you want. I can give you wealth? Woman? Status? As long as you say a word, I can help you. Get it."
She was obviously asking for mercy, but she seemed to be rewarding. Obviously a prisoner, but there is a kind of arrogance of a master.
Izsha walked in front of her, staring at her slightly aging face with unencumbered eyes. Calmly said: "I want your life."
Amanda was a little surprised to see the Phoenix tattoo under the collar of her uniform. Because it looks like the national emblem of the Phoenix Empire.
This is not glory, on the contrary. It's a shame.
They are unique to Morrisnu.
Amanda was puzzled, could it be that the terrifying snake girl in front of her was Morris slave?
It turns out that she is such a cheap breed, a hybrid, a product in a test tube, and an animal that is not worthy of being called a "human", a tool used to vent human desires.
Your lady is proud, proud, that comes from her innate superiority... Until I was interrupted by Izsha’s "Take your life", then she realized her current situation and said loudly: "Will I die? You will To pay the price for this, my child will lead the fleet to razor the'Dilal', and then kill you all and feed the dogs."
Izsha smiled very rarely.
Amanda swept across the group of dogs who were groaning on the left and right, thinking that just now was silly.
The veteran threw away the cigar with only his butt, and said in a deep voice: "If you mean Sulbaggio, he has already taken a step ahead of you."
When he spoke, his old face was always looking up at the space at a 45-degree angle, as if he was not interested in looking at her.
Amanda took a step back, her body trembling slightly, her expression full of disbelief.
How could her son Surbaggio die? He could not die! With a hybrid warship escorting him, he should have galloped into the stars and the world, how could he die? She didn't believe it, she didn't believe it anyway.
Uri Tanasun said: "Why? Why do you want to do this?"
He couldn’t understand why Tang Fang wanted to intervene in the affairs of "Aradère". It would not do him any good to kill Surbaggio. On the contrary, it was possible to erect such a great enemy as Turanx United Kingdom. What a wise man should do, in his opinion, the strong can only get more benefits if they unite with the strong, and to ally with the weak can only separate their own cheese.
He knows that there is a saying in Huaxia Civilization, which is called "the right of each other", which is generally used to describe marriage matters, but it is also applicable to relations of influence.
People should get used to looking up, and don't bow their heads. This was a word of admonition from his father when he was a child. Therefore, when he grew up, he always wanted to climb up, climb up, never look down. With many cleverness and flattery, he came to the point where he is today. Become a powerful man.
Such him, in any case, could not understand why Captain Tang did this. The Knell family had no conflict of interest with Morningstar Casting, and doing so was destined to be a result of both losses.
Wealth, women, power, enjoyment... When a person regards these things as lifelong pursuits, as everything in life, everything he sees. Everything that comes to mind is labeled "interest".
Such a person naturally does not understand anything other than "interests", just as pigs in captivity are used to become food on the human table. People like him are the most loyal servants of "interests" and carry forward this spirit. Popularize to the whole society.
Bad money drives out good money... It's really sad.
If Bai Yue was here, he might sigh with emotion, "God has abandoned mankind."
Izsha is not Baiyue, she imprisoned him in a chamber inside Behemoth.
She hates his chatter.
The real Izsha is a "person" with no temper, because "she" has no story, no experience. Naturally, there is no temper. Now that it is transformed by the interstellar system and merged with Morris slave's memory, negative emotions such as hatred and pessimism will naturally arise. When a person realizes that he has been living in deception and oppression since childhood. How could it be so innocent and bright as a flower.
She became like a piece of ice, liked the cold and quiet, and hated someone buzzing around her ears like mosquitoes, buzzing over, making people irritable.
Only when facing Captain Tang, she will melt into a puddle of clear water.
For the interstellar system. She knows more and knows more than people like Claire and Zhou Ai. That is her hope. It is also the hope of all Morris slaves.
She looked at Wuritanashun and bit her white-marked lips, and said, "Because you deserve to die."
She is repeating what Tang Fang said.
Wuritana had a long way to figure out the hearts of those in power, and said: "Is it Philips? Or Meng Haoyu?"
"Is there a difference?"
Wuritanashun thought about it carefully, whether it is Philips or Meng Haoyu, there really is no difference. If Tang Fang did not arrive in time. Perhaps more people will die on the west coast.
Sulbaggio's brother Gil Hassan walked out of the crowd. He raised his proud head and said: "This is politics."
Unlike his older brother, he inherited the cruelty in Amanda Krivat's bones. On the other hand, he inherited Congreve's hard spirit, even in the face of such a situation, he still insisted on the truth he believed.
Although Surbaggio died, he is the legal heir to the duke, and he still agrees with his brother's approach.
This is politics. It is a cruel and realistic thing that is piled up with human lives and blood.
There is nothing wrong with Surbaggio’s approach. If it were him, he would definitely do it more powerfully, because Congreve spoiled those officials and used the civilians to make flowers. Isn’t it just a shop outside the airport of Norburg Is it a scenic wall made up of human heads? It's really outrageous that someone dared to engage in demonstrations. It would cause trouble to the government.
The veteran crushed the cigar by his feet, closed his head, and walked towards the courtyard gate with his c-14 piercing hand.
The iron boots made a muffled sound when they stepped on the ground, and occasionally a stone was crushed and made a harsh sound.
Izsha quietly whispered: "Politics... governance?"
She followed the veteran and walked outside the door. The cockroaches on both sides of the courtyard followed closely, and the knife stabbed the flowers on her back. There was a soft rustle, and the night was particularly ear-piercing.
The puppies backed slowly, their hideous faces gradually melted into the night.
Everyone in the Knell family looked at each other and couldn't figure out why the insect swarms were coming so fiercely, as if they were asking for sin, why they suddenly left, giving people a feeling of thunder and rain.
Gil Hassan was startled first, then excited, and finally proud. He thought very much that he used one sentence to repulse that snake girl's million soldiers.
"This is politics", a short sentence, five words, but it is very powerful and connotative, and it is a social philosophy.
No one can change it, so people can only roll around in the dirty quagmire, and no one wants to jump out. Anyone, even with unworldly power and resources, cannot compete with the general trend of the world, with the accumulation of history, and with the social rules established over thousands of years.
Isn’t he proud of that he was able to defeat others without fighting? Not to be proud of?
Once Sulbaggio died, he was the new duke, a legendary hero, who used one word to quit the Captain Tang Longevity Corps.
Amanda Krivart woke up from her absence, the sadness in her eyes was replaced by a smile on her lips.
Surbaggio is dead, Gil Hassan is still alive, and more importantly, she and most of the Knorr family are still alive. Gil Hassan will succeed the duke. Continue to implement the new counter-reform policy and continue the unfinished business of Surbaggio.
As for the "Morning Star Casting" between Captain Tang and him, one day she will pay the price for today's humiliation. She vowed in the name of Krivat and the Knell family that she would never let him go.
She believes. The Supreme Council will never swallow its anger and ignore Burwell's killing by Tang.
She has even more reason to believe that Sange Will will use the mobile man domestic princes to oppose the "Morning Star Casting" to attack Henrietta from the side.
Wuritanashun walked out of the searchlight range, squinted to the courtyard gate, and saw the last puppy leave. He walked up to Gil Hassan with very brisk footsteps and said, "Lord, they have gone far."
He was a qualified slave, a smart dog, and Surbaggio died not long ago. Before the first seven, he started looking for a new owner for himself.
A few people expressed their doubts that the snake girl, and the man sitting on the stone platform by the fountain, would really retreat because of a word from Gil Hassan? Although that sentence is very shocking.
Aros and Izsha did leave, and took a black transport plane to the sky. The flame from the engine shook lightly like a candle in the night wind. Slowly sink into the clouds.
The army of king insects began to retreat, like balloons made of flesh and blood, slowly rising into the sky.
Uritanashun stood beside Gil Hassan. Showed a flattering smile.
Amanda Krivart sneered looking at the night sky.
Gil Hassan lowered his head and glanced at his clothes. He felt that he didn't fit well and should be changed.
The air guards and the brood lord twisted their bloated body, and under the support of the swarms of flying dragons, they sank into the depths of the clouds.
At this moment, two shadows passed from low altitude. Immediately afterwards, Amanda Krivart suddenly felt a smell of smell. A large mass of slime fell from the air and splashed all over her.
Not just her. Gil Hasan, Uri Tanasun, and other members of the Knell family are all within the scope of the mucus.
Gu Gu...
As a strange cry went away, the two shadows burrowed into the depths of the dark clouds.
The searchlights on both sides of the courtyard flickered a few times, like bidding farewell to the insect swarm, or have other meanings, such as the unwillingness to disperse the souls and return, such as the death of the gods, and the scythe that was lifted accidentally interfered with the world. Things.
Wuritanashun tore through the mucus with his hands, carefully checked his body, and found that everything was intact. Without thinking about it, he immediately went to help Gil Hassan to dispose of the smelly liquid that had stuck all over his body.
Amanda Krivart felt that she was dirty, and she vomited a few times, only to force out some acid water.
Her body, which had just been cleaned, was contaminated with a lump of worm fluid, which made her feel like being strong. Thinking of the bath in the palace, I tried to break free from the sticky thing, staggering all the way to the bath in the middle of the palace.
As she ran, she cursed Tang Fang loudly. Of course... She is a noble lady, and she doesn't know how to use crude words, at most, "Smelly boy, countryman, rubbish, bastard, go to hell..." and so on.
A duchess who can think of the allusions of the "Ten Clan", a poisonous woman who can laugh at a 7-year-old girl whose neck was chopped off by a butcher knife, and a wicked woman who raises a male favor after her husband's death is less than seven days. She doesn't even know how to curse. .
The bath is not far away, and you can see the sparkling water and the aroma of rose petals, without being dissipated by the stench of the insects.
She doesn't like taking cold showers, and naturally she doesn't want to soak in cold mountain spring water. She likes hot springs, milk baths, and the blood of young girls. Hot springs are good for the body, milk can keep the skin tender and smooth, and the blood of a young girl keeps her young forever.
However, at this moment, she had no choice but to do it, because compared to the cold spring water, she hated the insect saliva sticking to her body, which made her sick.
Throwing her black high-heeled shoes under the eaves of the gallery, she ran into the palace barefoot, jumped into the water with her clothes, and slammed the cold water on her face, flushing the slimy dirt into the pool, floating in the rose petals. , Colorful, like a pot of porridge.
It is very uncomfortable to take a bath in clothes, the water is cold, and she has not been served by a handsome male pet, which makes her very uncomfortable.
Fortunately, she is still alive, facing the swarms of insects and retreating all over her body. Compared to life, a momentary upset is nothing. Anyway, the old thing is dead and there is no ashes left by the nuclear bomb. In the future, she can do whatever she likes to do. No one dared to slap her anymore.
Randomly sort out the sticky material on her hair and shoulders~EbookFREE.me~ She walked out of the water, twisted her waist in front of the mirror, and felt the smell of water lotus.
She is very satisfied with her body. Under the care of countless nutrient solutions and beauty products, the 70-year-old looks the same as the 40-year-old. It is the years of burning passion. How many times did she feel worthless for herself, marrying a man 10 years older than her, wasted her precious youth.
Not only that, the status and wealth of the Klivat family in the Duchy did not increase significantly due to her relationship, which made her very dissatisfied, and was ridiculed by some people in the family, saying that she was a piece in the Congreve collection. The collection, seemingly precious, has no value. Because as long as Congreve is not dead, she will remain a collection, not an auction item.
Fortunately, the wife of Congreve gave birth to a mentally retarded child and died without illness for some reason, giving her two sons hope for success. So she has always endured the madness and wildness in her heart, forced herself to indulge in a sea of ​​words, read many books... In fact, in her opinion, that kind of life is no different from being in jail.
The physical prison is not terrible, but the spiritual prison is terrible.
Now that Congreve is dead, whether it is Surbaggio's succession or Gil Hassan's reign, she can do whatever she wants to liberate the thoughts that have been imprisoned for so many years. (To be continued)