The Black Duke of the Pirate

When the middle-aged noble saw King Janos, he immediately ran over in panic and knelt down: "Your Majesty Janos..."

Before he could finish his words, King Janos roared: "Guards, guards..."

But there was never any response outside the door.

"All your guards have been mobilized to resolve the prisoner's riot." Mozer looked at King Janos' extremely angry eyes and chuckled: "Now let's resolve personal grudges first!"

He turned his head and glanced at Meister, then stepped aside.

"Personal grudge?" King Janos was stunned for a moment. The bloody sword in his hand tapped on the floor, making a crisp sound. He turned his head and scanned the crowd with his eyes, and then walked to the middle-aged man just now.

Next to the young noble, a sword was raised directly. The blade was sharp and a cold light flashed through it.

With a puff, blood flowed from the blade of the sword, and the head of the middle-aged noble was cut off. King János said coldly: "How dare you bring the enemy into the palace, you will not be forgiven."

The middle-aged noble had no time to react at all, and he died immediately without even uttering a howl. His head rolled like a rubber ball on the cold floor, and scarlet blood spattered out.

"Do you still recognize me?" Mestre took a step forward and looked at King Janos with indifferent eyes.

"Who are you?" King Janos frowned as he looked at Mestre's face. He felt that there seemed to be a familiar feeling about this guy, but he could not remember it.

He knew very well how dangerous the situation was at this time, but as a king, János still maintained his majesty without fear.

"It's been many years, so it's normal that you don't recognize me." Meister said softly, "Even Victor didn't recognize me when he saw me for the first time, let alone you."

"Who are you? How could you kill Victor?" King János still didn't believe it.

"I'm Meister!"

When Mestre said his name, King Janos was stunned again, and then stared at Mestre with a sinister look, as if he remembered something.

"It turns out it's you, this cheap slave..."

King Janos sneered and continued, "I should have killed you directly back then."

"It's a pity that if you kill me, there won't be such a wonderful performance tonight."

Mestre raised his steps and walked over gently. King Janos slashed at Mestre with a bloody sword, but he was knocked away by Mestre as he raised his hand.

With a sneer, King Janos let out a violent howl. The baton in Mestre's hand was split into two, and one of the short batons was directly inserted into the back of King Janos's palm, with a bang.

On the marble floor.

Thick blood slowly flowed down, and King Janos howled in pain.

"Guard, kill these people for me...ah!"

King Janos roared feebly, but howled in pain several times because of the severe pain in his palm.

Several kneeling aristocratic ministers saw this and immediately prepared to escape, but suddenly a revolver appeared in Mozer's hand, bang bang bang bang... After several consecutive crisp firing sounds, the ministers raised their eyebrows.

There was a scarlet wound on all of them, and they were all killed in one blow.

After seeing this scene, King János realized what kind of lunatics these were. Killing ministers in the palace in front of the king could be described as lawless.

"You know what I'm going to do when I come back this time, so don't take any chances." Mestre looked at King Janos condescendingly, with a sinister smile on his lips.

"How dare you!" King Janos growled in a low voice, "You cheap slave..."

"Hahahaha... In this world, there is really nothing we dare not do..."

Meister immediately laughed, "Let me, the slave you call me, teach you what it means to cut the weeds and root them out!"

After finishing speaking, the baton in Mestre's left hand was directly nailed towards the other palm of King Janos. With a hiss, and with the scarlet blood spurting out, the other palm of his hand was nailed.

in the floor.

King Janos suddenly felt a more intense and piercing pain, and began to struggle violently, while howling in terror...

"You actually hurt the king of a country that is a member of the World Government. The World Government will definitely not let you go."

He also hopes to use the name of world government to scare these guys away.

"Haha...the world government will not pay attention to you...rebels who secretly collude with the revolutionary army."

Mestre said coldly, and then took out the baton. With a pop, a large amount of blood spattered out, and King János howled.

Meister ignored it and flicked the bloody baton in the air, and all the blood stains were shaken off.

"Anti...rebels?...ah"

King Janos struggled for a moment before he understood the words in Mestre's mouth, and after breathing heavily for a while, he asked and yelled back.

He felt a heart-wrenching pain in his palms, as if the nerves were being torn apart.

"You don't know yet... the third earl raised by your royal family secretly colluded with the revolutionary army cadre [Lightning], and it has been known to the members of CP9."

Meister said with a smile, and then told the plot of the day one by one.

"You...you are talking nonsense, you are framing..."

Indeed, as King Janos said, this is a frame-up, but it is a crime that cannot be evaded. For the world government, it is better to kill by mistake than let go. Any existence related to the revolutionary army will be punished by the world government.

obliterate.

Thinking of this, King Janos was frightened. This was definitely an act of seeking the country that had been planned for a long time. However, even if it was framed, it would not be so easy for the three counts to collude with the revolutionary army to be connected with the royal family.

of.

He sneered: "Even if it is something the Third Earl does in private, it has nothing to do with our royal family."

"Naive!" Meister sneered, "Who doesn't know that the three counts are the three most loyal dogs of your royal family. Without the instructions of the master, how can the dogs dare to make their own decisions?"

At this point, Meister paused for a moment and continued: "It seems that you really won't give up until the final evidence is produced."

A photo appeared in Mestre's hand.

King János was suddenly stunned when he saw the figure in the photo, "How is this possible?"

"Fake!"

He roared weakly.

What appeared in the photo was a scene of him and the revolutionary army cadre [Lightning] talking, laughing and shaking hands. It seemed that some kind of agreement had been reached.

With the existence of this photo and the secrets obtained by CP9, the charge of the Reading royal family in colluding with the revolutionary army was finally nailed.