Wandering Knight Start: I have a simple data panel

"Damn it!"

At the corner of the street, four young people eating normally had cold eyes.

The boss heard the commotion and came out to clean up.

"Dear guests, please give way first. Don't be like these northerners."

A young man in the lead picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup, and said with a smile: "Okay!"

Several people took their food and watched the boss move the table to the roadside.

They were just like ordinary diners, eating while watching the motorcade swaggering through the market.

The soldiers from the Lionheart Kingdom arrived first and roughly opened the way with their rifle butts.

"Everyone get out of the way."

Some who were too slow to dodge were knocked directly on their backs and staggered.

The others quickly shrank back when they saw it, for fear of being hit.

The four young people also stood sideways, forming a flanking stance.

Little Count Jefferys knew nothing and was still enjoying the beauty's service.

The carriage is getting closer.

Snapped!

The young man threw the bowl he was holding on the ground and reached for the gun from his arms.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Little Earl Jefferys trembled all over and slipped directly into the carriage.

He keeps practicing and his reactions are very fast.

"There is an assassin!!"

As soon as the soldiers of the Lionheart Kingdom reacted, the Earl's Guards had already rushed towards the target.

Rand Knight put down the gun in his hand, casually ejected the magazine, and inserted four more bullets.

Duke Harrington was the slowest to react and was still driving with inertia, when he heard the Rand Knight whisper: "Too slow."

He looked over in horror. Knight Rand sensed this. He tilted his head to look at him and said slowly in the foreign language he had just learned: "Actually... the gun is fast and accurate within seven steps."

Hold the grass! ! !

Duke Harrington stood up angrily: "Catch the assassin!!!"

With him sitting so close, he didn't think the assassin would avoid accidentally hurting him.

He might even be one of the other party's targets, but it's just a matter of course.

All four assassins were killed with one shot.

Rand Knight's marksmanship is as accurate as his swordsmanship.

All the surrounding onlookers were arrested, and the unlucky boss was pushed to the ground with a look of horror on his face.

Seeing that the situation was under control, little Earl Jefferys immediately started shaking again.

"All dead."

The guards who had inspected the body returned to report.

It's a pity, but little Earl Jefferys knows that in that case, the priority is to ensure his own safety.

"Rand, I swear, when I go back, I will give you all the wine in the cellar."

Your Excellency, the Earl, actually feels scared. He has been too restless these days.

It was almost, almost capsized in the gutter.

Rand Knight said thank you, which was an unexpected surprise.

Turning his head, His Excellency the Earl was furious.

Even if you die, you can still find evidence.

As long as it exists, it will definitely leave traces.

"Let's go back to the warship."

His Excellency the Earl immediately turned around and did not forget to pack up the white girl and take her away.

He left the guards on the shore and began to search for the person behind it.

If you can find it yourself, then eradicate it.

If you can't find one, then wait for the Lion Heart Kingdom to turn over a batch of scapegoats.

Anyway, the fright that His Excellency received cannot be ignored.

This is a good opportunity to make use of the topic.

Immediately, the vicious Earl Guard began to arrest the suspects.

Look for them along the way and shoot anyone who resists.

It’s true that the person died. Did he stay in a hotel or take a car? Where did he come from?

There are always some traces to be found.

Those at the scene of the incident were all caught on the warship and tortured.

The poor stall owner was beaten to death.

However, there was not much progress. Except for a few informants arranged by various forces on the scene, no one was related to this matter.

It was like a group of passionate young people carrying out a spontaneous attack.

It’s just that not many people believe it.

However, the Earl Guard went on a rampage and countless innocent people were captured.

Just as the troops of the Lionheart Kingdom were about to reason, the parked war patrol suddenly started to move.

A round of artillery fire was fired directly and indiscriminately at the port, and all objections disappeared.

The local council quickly convened an extraordinary meeting, and Councilor White had never felt such a headache.

He regrets it now. The introduced tiger can eat people!

The parliament quickly discussed a charter, first to appease the frightened Lord Count, and then to find the murderer, and if he couldn't find it, he would bring in a few scapegoats.

Sanger accepted the task honorably and followed Congressman White on board the ship to negotiate in person.

At the pier, several huge gun pits were still smoking, which was scary to see.

The warehouse on the shore was hit by a shot and completely collapsed.

This is just a round of bombardment. If this invincible fleet were to unleash all its firepower, no one would want to see that scene.

The opponent's fist was so big and hard that he could only lower his head.

Congressman White boarded the warship with a heavy heart. It was his first time here.

But he wasn't in the mood to visit at all. If he couldn't avoid it, he definitely wouldn't come.

When he got to the deck, he saw no one, but heard a sound of play.

When I looked up, I saw that the 'severely psychologically injured' Earl was playing in the rubber swimming pool, and a bunch of white women in cool clothes were playing with him.

Congressman White is slandering. Is this what you mean by being seriously frightened?

If this is considered a serious shock, he is willing to be shocked himself.

The attendant who led the way felt that it was too much and couldn't help but explain: "The earl is psychologically traumatized, and finding some women to entertain him can quickly restore his mental state."

Well, this is very "reasonable".

Councillor White didn't want to get entangled in any form on this issue.

"Your Excellency, I'm very sorry to scare you. We promise to find the murderer.

Can you let your guards stop their activities now, and let us be responsible for tracking down the murderer."

Earl Jeffreys climbed out of the water and lay down on the lounge chair.

"Did you catch the murderer behind the scenes?"

"No, but..."

"If you don't catch it, then my guards will help. Is there a problem with that?"

Councillor White wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Earl Jeffreys.

He could only look at Councillor Sanger for help.

The latter really didn't want to wade into this muddy water. He stood up with a stiff upper lip and ignored Councillor White's eyes.

"Brother, I will give you an explanation for this matter. You can do whatever you want. I support you."

Little Jeffreys smiled and pointed at Sanger and said, "You have a conscience. If you speak for them, I will throw you off the boat today and let you swim back."

Congressman Sanger was sweating coldly. He almost couldn't stand the pressure.

"Well, I know you are in trouble. If you agree to a few conditions, I will let you investigate this case by yourself."

"No problem, you say." Congressman White agreed immediately. This was no longer the time for bargaining.