"Let me go! Bariston, if anything happens to my granddaughter, I've had enough life. When the time comes, don't force me to take things too seriously!"
Alissad glared at Bariston and threatened.
The expressions of many Khalasar ministers showed slight changes.
Apart from members of the royal family, Khalasar is the most powerful of the two marquises.
As one of the two marquises of Khalasa, if Khalisade showed his intention to rebel, it would undoubtedly be a bad situation for a national struggle for Khalasa.
Bariston subconsciously looked at Jiang Nan and found that Jiang Nan was looking at him indifferently. He suddenly became angry and looked at Halisad with cruel eyes and said: "The Marquis of Halisad is openly threatening me and threatening my life."
Security has had an impact! The king will judge Khalisade in public!"
With that said, Bariston took out his pistol and shot Alissad without hesitation.
A blood hole the size of a thumb appeared on Halisade's forehead, and his eyes were filled with disbelief. He never imagined that Bariston would dare to attack him and kill him in public.
Isn't he afraid of the power of his own marquis and the riots?
However, these are no longer the situations that Halisad considers.
Halizad felt that his eyes were blood red and his body was as weak as any.
"thump!"
Khalisade fell down soon.
A pool of blood formed around Halissad's head.
"Hoo ho ho!"
Bariston was breathing heavily, and the veins on his forehead bulged.
Even though Bariston would be so decisive in his attack, when Bariston actually killed Khalisade, the pressure that swept over him almost swallowed up Bariston.
Bariston naturally understands the consequences of killing Khalisade.
But I understand in my heart that the pressure that Bariston is facing at this moment is so huge.
But if time goes back to before killing Khalisaad, Bariston will choose to take action against Khalisaad without hesitation.
After all, killing Khalisad would only cause khalasar riots.
And if Jiangnan is angered, the entire country will undoubtedly perish.
In contrast, killing Khalisade is the best strategy.
Ababa stood behind Bariston, patted Bariston on the back, and said: "I will deal with the Halisad forces. Just concentrate on dealing with them in Jiangnan! They are with you.
And in front of all the ministers of Khalasar, if you are so disrespectful, you must be very angry! Barryston, please stop being impulsive!"
Bariston nodded and said: "I know! Now that you have taken action against Halisad, as for the people who belong to their lineage, you can remove as many as you can before they react!"
Seeing that Barriston was so cruel, Ababa nodded silently, said hello to his confidants, and then stood upright behind Barriston.
When the other Khalasar ministers saw such a scene, cold sweat broke out on their backs and their whole bodies became stiff.
"Grandpa! He's dead!"
When Mrs. Romande saw Halissad lying in a pool of blood, her pupils were slightly dilated. For a moment, she seemed to have forgotten even the pain, and she opened her mouth blankly.
Molche's pupils were also constricted, with a look of disbelief on his face.
As the son-in-law of the Bolshe family, Molche is naturally very aware of how powerful Khalisad is in Khalasar.
It was because he knew so well that Molche couldn't believe that Bariston would directly kill Khalisade.
Bariston is not stupid! But why would he do this?
Molche turned back blankly and looked at the expressionless Jiang Nan.
That's right, the appearance from Barriston and all the subsequent deeds all proved that Barriston came here just for them.
What is the identity of these seemingly young young people that makes even Bariston, the next Khalasar, so fearful?
Even if Molche tried hard to figure it out, he still couldn't figure it out.
Jiang Nan and Feng Ying did not show any signs of abnormality because of Barriston's extraordinary behavior.
It seems that it is reasonable for Bariston to make such a decision.
"Barriston, find a place, it's time for us to have a good talk!"
Jiangnan took the lead in breaking the deadly atmosphere.
"Okay! Please come with me."
Bariston forced a smile on his face and said.
Everyone present looked shocked again.
Especially those palace guards who have no idea of Jiang Nan's identity.
"Oh my god, he dared to call Balliston by his first name!"
"Do you want to scold him out loud?"
"You are looking for death! Haven't you seen that all the palace ministers are so silent?"
They were communicating with each other with their eyes, looking at Jiang Nan full of awe.
"Lord, what are they going to do?"
Feng Ying looked at the other city defense soldiers who had survived and asked softly.
This question made the soldiers of the city defense department, who had breathed a sigh of relief because of Bariston's arrival, feel excited again.
No one is blind. For the sake of Jiang Nan and others, Bariston dared to kill the Marquis Halisade.
If Jiang Nan said anything about wanting them to die, they would definitely not survive.
then.
"Sir, we were ordered by the captain to take action against you! It was not our original intention to take action against you! Sir, please have enough power to bypass us once! We will never dare to do it again!"
"Yes, I don't dare anymore, we don't dare anymore!"
This group of city defense soldiers knelt on the ground and begged humbly for mercy from Jiang Nan and others.
Bariston and the khalasar ministers behind him felt very humiliated when they saw that one of their own was begging for help from others in order to survive.
But he didn't dare to say anything out loud, he just kept this account in his mind.
When this incident is over, these guys will know who is the boss no matter what.
"They, forget it!"
Jiang Nan said softly.
This group of city defense soldiers immediately knelt down to express their gratitude.
Jiang Nan ignored them and walked towards Bariston.
Seeing that the dust had settled, Feng Ying and Bai Haoming also followed Jiang Nan's footsteps.
When Ed and others followed Jiang Nan, they entered Bada Clothing Store and greeted Bai Ling and others.
Wait until the people disperse.
There are only traces of the war left in the slums of Moore, which symbolizes how tragic the previous war was.
Madame Romande was sitting on her knees with dull eyes.