The Exorcism Inspector in Marvel World

The reconnaissance team flew back to the front of the first family meeting hall. A servant came over to take the reins of the flying dragon. The reconnaissance team leader looked back at his men, "Thank you for your hard work. You go back and wait for me first. The banquet and the girls are all gone." Ready!"

The men cheered for joy. This mission was too simple to complete, and it was a bit unsatisfactory. Isn't that what people who go back have a good meal and a good meal, and live by licking blood from the edge of a knife, love these the most?

Someone shouted, "Captain! Do you want to treat me this time too?"

The work of the reconnaissance team is to gamble with one's life. Bet that the enemy will not be discovered when detecting it. It requires strong teamwork. Everyone in the team is like a brother and has a very deep relationship.

The investigation captain was drinking water. Hearing this sentence, he squirted out a mouthful of water, "Which of you said that? Didn't I pay for it last time? Do you think I am a banker? How many times have I paid for this! Do you want me to pay for it again? Do you still have any conscience?"

The men who shouted loudly said, "We have no conscience! Last time in the Coliseum, we were defeated by the crazy Khan!"

"My conscience goes to little Josephine! And her snow-white thighs!"

"My conscience...I was born without a conscience..."

The scene was chaotic for a time, and the servants' faces were ugly. This is the first family after all. Behind it is the sacred Round Table Council. Sitting inside are all the slave owners of the major colosseums. You are a group of miscellaneous soldiers. What are you shouting about here? Aren't you afraid of death?

So the servant secretly pulled the detective captain's sleeve and pointed to the conference hall.

The reconnaissance captain was a smart man and immediately realized that this was not a tavern. He yelled and said to his subordinates, "You are shouting without even looking at the place. What is this place? You dare to act wild here! Go back." , all the expenses are calculated on my head, and I don’t know who is the leader. With you soldiers, I will be in trouble for eight lifetimes!"

Everyone laughed quietly, winked at the investigation captain, and then all mounted their wyverns and left.

The investigation captain adjusted his shirt, cleared his throat, and walked into the conference hall.

The conference hall is a huge circular building, made of whole blocks of obsidian. It is reinforced with magic and cannot be damaged by natural disasters and earthquakes.

When you walk into the hall, you will see thirty-six flags hanging on the wall. Each flag has the emblem of each major Colosseum painted on it. The flags are hung on stone pillars. There are thirty-six pillars in total. Symbolizing the Thirty-Six Colosseum of Saint Haig City!

In the center,

There is a giant round table, but this round table is not made of obsidian, but made of Tiangang rock. Tiangang rock is white and flawless. It is a very rare rock. It is only produced in Antarctica. However, Tiangang rock is very fragile and hard. Far inferior to obsidian.

There are six chairs placed around the Tiangang rock round table.

Sitting on the chair facing the door is none other than the city lord "coward" Feijir!

There are now rumors in the city that the city lord has aged and turned into a cowardly guy. There are also rumors that he deliberately killed Hai Ming and other three slave owners, and the rumors about him are very bad.

Only Master Fei Geer felt that he was in trouble and couldn't tell, but he firmly believed that his judgment was correct, because among everyone, he was the only one who had dealt with Deadpool face to face, and knew that this guy's strength was bottomless.

Sitting on the round table were the owners of the six largest colosseums in the city, and also the largest slave owners at present.

The positions on the round table are not fixed. Only those who have made the greatest contribution to the city are qualified to sit here. They also need to be elected by ballot. The electors are all citizens.

But the ones who can really decide the seats are the owners of the thirty-six colosseums, as well as the slave owners, big and small.

Although the votes of ordinary citizens are very important, they only account for 30% of the decisive role in the election. The major slave owners can also play a 30% role. The remaining 40% depends on the differences between the masters of the Thirty-six Colosseums. It’s a game.

The detective captain himself is also a slave owner, and he also takes photos of the trade, but he does not have the power to launch wars or go out to plunder. Slave farms... are the slave owners' nickname for the villages of "lower races" in the underground world. , this is the core of the slave trade, and the detective captain is not qualified to rob slaves by himself.

According to the older generation, the rules must not be messed up. The slaves in the slave farm need to recuperate and recuperate. They must not exhaust the lake to fish. After a large-scale plunder, they must be given a chance to reproduce. Anyway, they are as capable as worms. As long as they are given Leaving a root behind, these lower race creatures will multiply again sooner or later, and another wave will be harvested at that time.

The reconnaissance captain can only follow the slave owners of the Colosseum and follow the power of harvest. After the slaves are plundered, they will be distributed according to quotas based on military merit. This is how all the slave owners in the city are attached to the Colosseum. of survival below.

The investigation captain happened to be affiliated with the Scott family, so the first thing he did after entering the door was to bow to Father Feige, "Master! I have fulfilled my mission. I have conducted a thorough investigation. Outside There is no trace of the enemy in the city."

Father Feige asked cautiously, "Are you sure?"

The investigation captain stood up and saluted, "You are distrustful of my professionalism! It is an insult to me! I dare to guarantee it with my personality! There is absolutely no living thing hiding in the city, not even in the mouse holes!"

Master Feijier's face became more and more ugly, and the expressions of other slave owners each had their own wonderful expressions.

Zora slave owner touched Master Fei Geer with his elbow, pointed at the reconnaissance captain with his little thumb, and gloated, "Haha... This dog is challenging you. Brother, your upbringing is not strict, this dog The same thing is afraid of forgetting who they are eating behind. This kind of trend cannot be encouraged. We, the masters of the Colosseum, are different from these bastards. We fight among ourselves. That is our Thirty-Six Fighting Beasts. What are these parasites talking about in the field? If you insult one of you, you insult all of us."

Master Feijier resisted looking at Zora slave master. Could he not understand this simple truth? A bunch of guys who are worse than pigs and dogs really think they have Alzheimer's disease.

But now the situation is stronger than others, and there is nothing you can do about being humiliated in front of others, but you can't take it out on others, and there is no problem in taking action on the investigation captain.

"Bullshit! Who are you talking to?!" Master Fei Geer slammed the table, "Do you want to rebel?"

The reconnaissance captain now also thought that he had lost his temper. No matter what Master Feijier said, he was still the current city lord. Even if he lost the election in the future, his status would be far higher than his own. Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on his back.

"Lord City Lord! Please forgive me! I just finished my mission and I haven't adjusted my emotions yet!"

The investigation team leader decisively gave in, knelt on the ground, and begged for mercy.

Master Feijier's face improved a little, and he said softly, "So it turns out that your mood has not been adjusted properly. Well, then, you go find Domar, get fifty lashes from him, and ask him to help you adjust." mood."

Domar is the executioner of the Scott family, the first family. He is ruthless and ruthless. He is said to have no blood and no tears. His blood vessels are filled with cold and perverted liquid. Everyone in the city is afraid of him.

The investigation captain's face turned pale, and he was upset that he had gotten too carried away. He had carried out a life-threatening mission, received no reward, and had to receive fifty lashes for nothing.