The impact of the death of the King of Heaven continues to ferment, and the "Survivor Daily" in Golden Gallen Harbor is also following up on this matter.

On the one hand, the survivors of Golden Gallen Port were surprised by Janusz's miserable end, but on the other hand, they couldn't help but worry whether this would have an uncontrollable impact on the situation in Borneo.

To be fair.

What Janusz did was indeed a bit extreme, his murderous intent was even stronger than that of Lacy, and he was not shy about drinking and sex.

Not to mention public morality, this person's private morality is really not good. Although there are people in the alliance who have bad private morality, they will not engage in any forced buying and selling. It is always what you and I want.

However, objectively speaking, this rotten house in the empire was indeed kicked down by Janusz.

Just like Lacy copied the league's homework, he also learned the ruthlessness of his old team, the Legion, and performed it to a super level, almost destroying the "foundation".

It's just that now he died in such a careless manner, leaving only a mess on the ground and a ruined house waiting for people to clean up.

This is definitely not a good thing for those who have not yet built a new house.

Even if there are ten thousand bad things about the Xilan Empire, that rotten house can still be used as a shelter from the rain.

But these are all things for later...

The noodle shop near the port area was bustling with people early in the morning, and a group of diners were talking nonsense again.

"I knew he wouldn't die well!" The dock worker smacked his thigh and sighed sadly, with some doubts hanging on his thick eyebrows.

"This person is too murderous and will hurt others and himself!"

The hawker doing business next to him also nodded and looked at the headlines in the newspaper with regret.

"Governing a big country is like cooking a small dish, not a big cake. How could he be allowed to turn around like this?"

"It's still a matter of destiny. His appearance lacks a bit of domineering power. He can't hold down the throne, and he will be defeated."

"What is Wang Ba?"

"...Indeed, I think there is nothing wrong with him looking like a general, but it's a pity that he touched something he shouldn't have touched, and he had to pay for it with his life."

Since dead people could be fished out of the ever-flowing river beach every now and then, superstition became increasingly popular among the middle and lower classes of Golden Gallen Harbor.

It is difficult to say that there is no "fueling" from players behind this. After all, the locals are best at imitating others, and they have not yet reached the stage of taking the best of the best and discarding the dross.

But as a source of conversation after dinner, this is nothing more than a trivial matter.

Believers of the big-horned deer god can study physics, and the more flexible residents of Borneo naturally don't mind adding a "ghost god" and a "science god" among the thousands of gods.

Everyone was talking about it, and some school teachers who couldn't stand it rolled their eyes and planned to argue with these rough guys.

As a result, before this guy could say anything, the colleague sitting across from him reached out to stop him.

"Come on, you know it again, hurry up and eat some noodles, class will start soon!"

This topic goes on forever, and there is no way to figure out why.

The teacher also knew it in his heart, so he could only roll his eyes again, bury his head in silence and continue eating.

I just hope his students don't do this.

Count all the axioms on the head of numerology.

A certain man sitting in the corner of the noodle shop was also silent, quietly reading the newspaper while waiting for his noodles.

It wasn't until the side was served that he put the newspaper aside, took out the chopsticks from the bucket, and sighed leisurely with Kunal who was sitting opposite.

"This charcoal burns red and turns to ash easily... Kunal, we must take this as a warning."

Kunal was stunned for a moment. Seeing that his boss said something he didn't understand again, he thought hard for a while and asked.

"Are you... feeling sorry for Janusz?"

He remembered that his boss said that it would be great if someone could knock down this rotten house like the Empire.

As a result, the flowers planted were not successful, but the willows and willows were unintentionally planted to provide shade. There was no improvement in Lashi, but the gunpowder barrel in Saifan Port exploded first, and even burned half of the province of Borneo.

Asin shook his head.

"No, it's a good thing if he dies and it's good for everyone. It would be a big trouble if he doesn't die."

But from this point of view, the real cause of this guy's death may not be simple. It may be caused by the power of the Legion or the Alliance operating behind the scenes.

As for the operation behind this, it is not something that a small person like him can know.

Asin knew very well.

Although he held the cotton business in two states, even a certain captain of the Black Panther Army politely called him "Lord", and the warlord leader had to look at him twice, but in front of those real big shots, he

Still can only be considered a small person.

But little people also have their own way of survival.

That's taking advantage of the situation.

After a pause, he said again.

"Now that the Borneo State is established, Abu Saik is the leader, advocating constitutional rule. There is an external alliance to bring the warlords of all parties to cease fire, shelve the dispute, and the guns are unanimously directed at the army that is planning an invasion... If the states of Borneo Province can really achieve unity, even if

It's mixed with water, which is a good thing for us."

Kunal said respectfully after hearing this.

"Boss, do you have any orders?"

Asin said in a slow voice.

"I hope you will make some preparations, pick a few smart brothers, go to places like Xifan Port and Tiandu, and develop some members for our Assassin Gang... Remember, before expanding the business from Leopard State and Tiger State

Before you go out, you must take a look at it first, so as not to become someone else's cannon fodder."

"yes."

Kunal nodded seriously and remembered every word the boss said.

Although he didn't understand the twists and turns, based on his past experience, he was right to follow the boss's instructions.

Asin also nodded.

At this moment, the corner of his eye suddenly fell on the newspaper he had placed on the table.

Or to be precise, it fell on the line he hadn't had time to read just now.

Mr. Rat went to the Mammoth State.

And we also need to run newspapers and universities.

This matter was quiet in the Port of Golden Gallen, and the heat was completely overshadowed by Janusz's death.

But when he saw this, Asin couldn't help but smile.

He knew very well that he was just a rat in the sewer. Even if he knew some words, all he could do was hide in the corner and dig holes.

Although he has no education, he knows very well how important that thing is.

Now the light of ideal finally shines through.

Compared with the death of a hero, his arrival made him truly feel that there might really be hope for this land...

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"Hahahaha! Good death!!"

On the swollen Yongliu River, the north wind ruffled a cheerful cheer.

Looking at the blood-stained throne on the newspaper clippings, Wu Tuo laughed heartily, and his appetite improved as well.

"It's a thing that can be stabbed by a thousand knives! How can the throne of this emperor be something that you guys can sit on! Let me see who dares to sit on it! Whoever sits on it will die on it!"

The eunuch standing aside had a flattering smile on his face and raised his thumb in praise.

"Your Majesty is wise! The power of that pillar connects to the earth's veins, and the earth's veins connect to the palace of Tiandu. Only a body like your majesty can withstand this kind of power!"

Wu Tuo smiled, satisfied with the compliment, but as if remembering something, he shook his head and clicked his tongue in regret.

"...I just pity the people of Tiandu. They don't know what is good and what is good. They fall with the thieves and suffer all these crimes in vain."

If only they had grown stronger bones, showed some loyalty, and followed his imperial guards to fight the bandits, they would not have ended up in the situation they are in now, becoming thieves.

He has asked the Legion for help.

And his allies also agreed to his request and are sending more troops to Sails Harbor, preparing to kill the mob.

The Legion will not let them go.

Those Weirant people kill people with great ferocity! Cutting off their heads is like killing a chicken!

Even if they change their names, it's useless. Who doesn't know that they are the old subordinates of the "Sky Bandits"?

By the time the legion completes its deployment at Sailsport, these thieves will all be dead!

Thinking of this, Wu Tuo finally felt a little calmer in his heart, but he felt a little distressed, after all, it was his own people who died in the end.

But he soon shook his head and drove the trace of unhappiness out of his mind.

As an emperor, you should never act like a woman and care about the gains and losses of one person in a city.

Now the pus and blood of corruption has seeped into the empire's veins.

Only when the blood flows into a river and the pus and blood is completely drained can Xi Lan be saved!

And just when Wutuo was imagining that the so-called "Borneo Kingdom" would collapse in front of the artillery fire of the Legion, Captain Oletwan, who received the telegram from the "Borneo Kingdom", looked confused.

[Warning to the Legion, we are a federation established by the reformers of the old Gray Wolf Army. Because we despise the brutal behavior of Janusz and his henchmen, we have raised troops to attack them!

Now that Janusz and his accomplices have been executed and the sky is under our control, we are willing to resume diplomacy with you as the "Borneo State" and discuss matters including Saipan Port, etc.

Many matters...

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The telegram arrived at the Governor's Palace in the morning and was delivered to the military base at noon. The content was very long, filling three pages.

But Olet just read the first two lines and couldn't help laughing.
To be continued...