After climbing over the wall and walking through the bodies of the patrol guards, Marceau rolled one of them over: "The Living Dead, his long-standing shooting skills are good."

"I have been hunting in the hunting grounds with my grandfather since I was six years old." The young man in the headphones replied with a little smug satisfaction.

Marceau smiled. Panny and Jiuye had already led the team to hide in the bushes and walked out of the corner a team of patrol guards. The six people did not expect any uninvited guests. Only one of them sniffed and seemed to have noticed something, but this was just his last thought. The musketeers equipped with muskets beat them into honeycombs in an instant.

Jiuye quickly jumped out of the grass and started to advance with her squad. Bullets shot from high in the rear hit a servant who heard the sound and killed him at the corner.

"Slow down, our guests don't mean to end the meeting immediately." Mingen's voice came from the headphones. The girl is still on the combat boat. She will command the battlefield as observers: "Anne, Yuan, your movements are slow, Yan, Asami, a team of patrol guards leaked from Anne and Yuan's area. They will enter your sight from your Jiuye in fifteen seconds, ready."

"I'll deal with them." Yan replied this sentence, concise and efficient. Marceau looked at the pocket watch as he flipped through the flower bed. Twenty seconds later, Yan's voice sounded in the communication channel: "End the battle."

"Good done, Yan. By the way, Babalim, are your rabbits okay? I saw a little thing fall down."

"Sorry, Sister Mingen, my companions are a little nervous." Babalim's voice was filled with some apology.

"If you do too much of this kind of thing, you will get used to it." The laughter of Xingzi and Shayaga came from the channel: "We have arrived at our location."

"We've arrived at the location, too." After Marceau said, he leaned against the exterior wall of the house and brought Panito to the windowsill. Panito looked at the scene inside the window: "It's great, it seems that they're still in the mood."

So he pushed the grassland elves to the windowsill. Marceau brought the remaining dozen grassland elves to the main entrance. The corpses on the stairs showed from one side that the sharpshooter was not lazy. Marceau took the explosives handed over by the grassland elves and stood on both sides of the gate with Jiuye.

"We're in place." This is the reward of Anne and Round.

"We've entered the kitchen and it seems they are not going to leave guests for a late-night snack today." This is Homo and Asami's answer.

"Babalim has entered the basement and has found the tunnel entrance that was confirmed before. The trap is being demolished." This is Babalim's progress.

"Someone stood up."

"Get to act!"

With the sound of the window being smashed, Marceau and Jiuye put the explosive board on the door at the same time and leaned against the safety area outside the door frame. Marceau and Jiuye took out the shocking grenade again, which did not emit a strong light, but directly used sound explosions to kill the target. The elementalized cat and the girl kicked the broken door and threw the grenade out. At the same time, they raised the musket in their hands. The cat opened fire at the guard who was still struggling not far away. While killing him, the musket in Jiuye also pulled the trigger, and the bullet penetrated the head of the deformed nobleman.

The grassland elves and kittens who jumped in from the window began to catch people. Most of the nobles were quickly caught, and the remaining stubborn resisters were naturally directly knocked down by guns. For these rebels, Marceau and the girls had no mercy at all. Several grassland elves guards walked over and ended their pain with bayonets.

At this time, Mingmei had already landed. The girl came in with a team of guards. She took the one-handed revolver handed to her with her right hand and grabbed the hair of the half-sized boy who was pushed out by the guards with her left hand. She dragged the half-sized boy like this and came to the old man who was forced to kneel to the ground and forced to raise his head with her hair.

"Mr. Paul Zelfi, do you still remember Miss Sophia?" Mingmei asked with a smile.

"Don't treat my grandfather like this! You damn foreigners!" The half-old boy who wanted to bite Ming Mei's hand was hit hard by Ming Mei with the handle of the revolver. The handle of the small blade cut the boy's face open, and then the two kittens couldn't wait to cut his hands back.

"Remember, she is my grandmother. You must not have heard of any secret treasure left by foreigners. You want to get any benefits from our Fields family." The old man used his eyes to signal his grandson not to be impulsive, and he said to Mingmei at the same time.

"It seems that you don't know why we are here. You shouldn't forget your assassins a few days ago." After Mingmei said this, the originally silent nobles immediately struggled, but after being beaten to death several times, these guys had to calm down.

And the old man frowned: "Your reaction speed is amazing."

"We foreigners have an intelligence network of our foreigners. Mr. Paul, the technology in your hands is too dangerous. We must take them back. This is not business or bargaining, do you understand?" After Mingmei said that, she pulled the firing needle of the revolver and adjusted it to the firing state.

"But my grandmother told me that the technology of the living dead was developed by a foreigner." The old man was a little calm when he said this: "And, I don't think you should be asking me for trouble."

"That's right, in addition to wondering how you got the Crazy King's technique for making the Living Dead, we also want to tell you a proverb about us outsiders who have grudges. Don't be overnight." After saying that, Mingmei walked behind the half-birth boy and pushed the revolver in her hand to the half-birth boy's head: "Compared with your assassination, I don't want to get the secret of why you have this technique. After all, like you, we all believe in eliminating evil, so you have the last time to say goodbye to your grandson."

"You dare to kill the nobles!" someone screamed.

"Sorry, I will mercifully adjust your shooting list for the guy who interrupted my emotions." After saying that, Akimi turned around and pulled the trigger at the guy. The middle-aged man leaned back with a standard, and then fell heavily to the ground, truly accomplishing what it means to die in a pool of blood.

"You will be retribution!" a guy in a dressed look shouted.

"We're waiting, but before that, you're doing the first day of the lunar calendar and we're doing the fifteenth day of the year. Now it's our turn." After saying that, Mingmei pulled the trigger at this person.

After beating this guy to death and confirming that no one would disturb him, Mingmei turned around and looked at the old man: "Mr. Paul, do you know? We should have been friends. We all have business dealings. We should have made money together... It was you and your friends who messed up all this."

As the words fell, Akimi pulled the trigger and the bullet penetrated the back of the half-baby's head, turning his forehead into a complete past.

The two kittens let go of their hands, and then one of them took out a piece of wire with rings at both ends. They walked to Paul, put the wire around his neck, and began to pull.

"As the mastermind, I want to avenge ourselves and the innocents who have been made into living dead by you, so I'm sorry, you'll have to die a little more painful."
Chapter completed!