Chapter560 The Jade Collars methods of doing things
"Dingle bell, ding bell, ding bell~"
In Mickey's exquisite cabin, Mickey, who was dozing on the counter, was suddenly awakened by the bell hanging on the wooden door. Just as he put on a smiling face to welcome guests, Mickey found that there was no ghost at all between the opening and closing of the door. There was only a moment.
There was a bit of cold night wind, and the man couldn't help but shiver.
"Did I see it wrong?"
After rubbing his eyes to make sure he didn't see anyone walking in, Mickey was about to lie down and take a nap again. There weren't many guests at night, and he wasn't going to waste all his time staring at nothing. Anyway, he had enough money to make.
, a broken body is the biggest loss.
What's more, in the affluent Zaun, who would risk going to jail to commit a crime?
Just as he closed his eyes in contentment, Mickey suddenly heard a language that he seemed to understand but didn't understand.
"Human, I want to buy you a watch, please give me a price."
"Watch? Wait..."
Finally noticing something, Mickey stood up from the stool and looked down at the counter. Two dwarfs less than one meter tall were trying to raise their heads to look at him with serious faces, and they couldn't help but be surprised.
Yodels always mean some kind of trouble. This kind of immortal magical creature seems to be the legendary naughty elf that makes all beautiful things a mess. Even if there are Yodle hunters, there will always be more.
The yordles somehow sprang out from behind the yordle hunters and rescued the yordles.
Some people have also tried to kill these little things in some terrible way, but the operation always failed due to some inexplicable accidents.
All in all, this little creature that is difficult to kill has always been synonymous with trouble.
"Um, yordles? What do you want to do?"
In response to the human shopkeeper's question, Heimerdinger raised his eyes and said seriously.
"This is a scientific journey spanning two worlds. I came from the magic field, but I saw a scientific order different from magic in this city. The rationality and machinery here deeply attracted me, so I wanted to
Take a closer look at the basic components of this order, and precision tools for recording time can often represent whether a technology has reached the forefront of the world. Perhaps the scientific order here can bring me more inspiration..."
Mickey's eyes widened and he looked at Heimerdinger who was chattering away in confusion.
"Huh? What are you talking about?"
"Hey, please don't get me wrong, we just want to buy a clock of that style."
Looking in the direction pointed by another squinty-eyed dwarf, Mickey raised his eyebrows. Hanging on the wall was a mechanical pocket watch specially made by Zaun, which is also a very famous one in Zaun.
Foreign trade goods.
"You mean, you want to buy [Eternal Sound]? Hey, listen to me, the price of this thing is not..."
"[Eternal Sound]?? You said this pocket watch is the eternal sound?"
Before Teemo could say anything, Heimerdinger opened his eyes seriously and interrupted Mickey.
"I think you don't understand what eternity means at all. Nothing in this world can be called eternal. Even the sun and moon in the sky will fall one day. The concept of eternity can only be applied to some kind of cycle.
, in the energy flow of life and death, the total value of this energy is constant, but it is in a dynamic change when observed from the outside. Strictly speaking, this is not eternal, it can only be said to be a kind of balance.
I want to know how this pocket watch called the 'Eternal Sound' embodies the attribute of eternity. Does the hands move forever or does the clock exist forever? Or is this pocket watch made of some kind of super material that I don't know about?
It's made, if possible, please allow me to take it apart and take a look."
Seeing the big-headed yordle pull out a big wrench from somewhere, Mickey was stunned for a moment.
"Yordle, are you serious?"
"Of course you are serious. Science is a priceless treasure. If the eternity you talk about is truly eternal, then its value will be immeasurable."
Not understanding what the big-headed yordle was saying at all, Mickey scratched his head and tentatively raised five fingers. Since he said it was a priceless treasure, it shouldn't be a problem for him to add three more silver coins.
"For five silver coins, this pocket watch is yours. Once the money is available, you can dismantle it or investigate it. You can do whatever you want with the pocket watch."
Heimerdinger nodded. Heimerdinger was very satisfied with his successful negotiation skills. The confident yordle looked at his good friend Teemo. Heimerdinger's trust made Teemo scratch his head in embarrassment. The furry kid stretched out his little hand and put it on his bag.
After rummaging around for a while, under the expectant gaze of the Mickey store manager, he found two palm-sized green and purple mushrooms, and handed them over on tiptoe with all his strength.
"Are these enough? I finally picked them in the forest."
Mickey's expression froze, and he was fighting against Teemo's poisonous mushroom.
"Peng!"
The two little kids rolled and fell out of the closed store door. Teemo's small bag whirled and hit its owner's head, popping out a conspicuous big bag. The wrench made a beautiful parabola and fell into the black sky.
The delta area passed between Merdinger's legs. The dizzy Heimerdinger obviously did not notice the fatal crisis that had just passed.
"It doesn't seem to work. We need money for human transactions."
A somewhat embarrassed Teemo got up from the ground, dusted off his bag, and rearranged his equipment.
"Money, how can we make money?"
Heimerdinger put on his glasses again, only to see the store door open again, and then two green things were thrown out from his thick, hairy arms.
"Yordles! Take your rotten mushrooms with you! Get out of here!"
Two explosive poisonous mushrooms flew closer and landed directly in front of the yordle. Teemo's eyes widened and he shouted.
"Hold your breath and run with me!"
The voice fell.
"Bah!"
The mushroom exploded directly on the ground, and a green poisonous cloud with paralyzing toxin slowly spread, letting the residents around the store enter a sweeter dream.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! There was a suspicious scolding in the distance, and Teemo picked up Heimerdinger and ran until he was out of the encirclement of the searchers.
"Heimerdinger, I think we're in trouble."
Sighing, Teemo prepared to check the blow dart that was contaminated with paralysis poison.
"What happens next..."
The panting Heimerdinger was pulled by Teemo and continued to run away before he finished speaking.
"Anyway, let's hide it first. I know a good place."
…
North of Zaun, wealthy area, Adrian family mansion.
On the balcony of the second floor, Patrick Adrian lit up the fine cigarette in his hand, leaned on the leather sofa and took a comfortable puff. The smoke after passing through the lungs slowly rose in the air, and it merged with the southern part of Zaun.
The factory exhaust gases are collected in one place.
While the man was smoking, a lady wearing a luxurious dress came over, hugged the man's cheek from behind, and whispered in his ear.
"Lord Partridge, the people from the Emerald Territory are here, saying they want to see you in person."
"Oh? My baby, who is here? In such a loud tone?"
With a giggle, the woman kissed Partridge lightly on the cheek.
"I heard from my servant that the woman who came here is named Kelsey. I took a look with a looking glass on the second floor. She is a beautiful woman. Do you see her or not?"
"Kelsey, this name seems familiar..."
Just as Partridge was frowning and thinking, a deafening roar came from downstairs, and the entire villa trembled in the light of the sky, giving people the illusion that it would collapse at any time.
Partridge was stunned, and the lady screamed and shrank to the ground.
"It's bad! Lord Partridge! The people from the Emerald Territory are coming!"
The dead man who was responsible for guarding the mansion rushed to the balcony to find Partridge. The frightened dead man made Partridge come back to his senses, which was a little unbelievable.
"Where are Zaun's law enforcers? Where are the escort troops? Didn't they stop the people from the Emerald Territory?"
"Those Noxians didn't care about Zaun's soldiers at all. The law enforcement team that came were all forcibly disarmed by the soldiers of the Emerald Territory. Lord Partridge, we are no match for those guys at all. They... they
…”
"What's wrong with them? What do you think?"
Under Partridge's questioning, the dead man collapsed and said.
"They don't take us seriously at all!"
As they were talking, a group of soldiers came from downstairs. The leader was a man about 1.9 meters tall. He held a special revolver made by the Emerald Collar in his left hand, and casually carried a bloody long knife in his right hand. He was dressed in dark red.
The light skeleton armor looked extremely flamboyant, and it was obvious that the knife had just seen blood.
"Patrick Adrian, right? Miss Kelsey invites you."
Before Partridge could give a reply, the man turned the gun and pulled the trigger.
"Peng!"
The bullet that escaped from the gun shot through the dead man who was preparing to fight for his life. The man's head shattered like a rotten watermelon, sprinkling a piece of red and pink melon flesh.
The lady squatting behind Partridge could no longer use the high-pitched voice that penetrated the world to increase her courage. The woman who triggered the self-protection mechanism rolled her eyes and fainted. Only Partridge, who was awake, slowly accepted it.
cruel truth,
Just a moment ago, the guard next to him was still a breathing human being, but in the blink of an eye, he turned into a corpse.
Isn’t this Zaun, the place with the best security in Runeterra?
Why would someone dare to kill people randomly in broad daylight?
"How could you do this? How dare you do this!? This is Zu'an, not you..."
"Peng!"
The hammer hit the primer, and the second bullet flew past Partridge's cheek, punching an ugly hole in the exquisite and ornate stone tiles of the balcony, and the scattered gravel scratched the right side of Partridge's face.
, making the man have to swallow the unfinished words back into his stomach.
Why doesn’t Jade Collar’s strange short gun need to be reloaded?
"Miss Kelsey doesn't have much patience. If you still can't understand what's going on now, I think you should reflect on whether there is something wrong with your head. I am best at repairing broken heads."
Leaning the hot barrel towards Partridge, Night Blade Killer smiled coldly and tightened his left index finger.
"Now tell me what your choice is."
In this situation, Partridge knew that he had no choice at all. All the way down from the fourth floor, the originally splendid mansion decorated with various antiques and art murals turned into a bloody battlefield.
Yes, for Partridge, the scene in front of him was a battlefield that he would never dream of. Compared with the scene in front of him, the scene where he assassinated his brother was like a three-year-old child playing in the mud. It was ridiculous.
At that time, he felt that he had done something important enough to be recorded in history.
There were dead people everywhere, broken limbs being thrown on the ground casually. The dead soldiers trained by the Adrian family who spent a lot of money were slaughtered like wild dogs on the roadside. Sophisticated weapons and Zaun rifles had no effect at all.
any defensive role.
The nauseating smell made Partridge vomit out, having never seen such a scene before. When Partridge was embarrassed, the Night Blade Killer who was leading the way showed a little more patience.
He punched Partridge in the abdomen, causing Partridge to vomit all his breakfast, and then very considerately handed him a glass of water.
"Remember to rinse your mouth after vomiting. I don't want Miss Kelsey to say that I brought a piece of shit in front of her."
He was forced to sit down on the sofa in his home. Partridge, who had just finished vomiting and was seriously injured, weakly raised his head. Directly opposite the long table, sitting at the main seat was an exquisite girl who could not be described in words.
Apart from the cold eyes and expression on his face, Partridge couldn't find any flaws in either his appearance or his clothing.
Far behind the girl, there was a trembling man staring at him with gritted teeth. Partridge was sure that he did not recognize the standing man.
"Sir Patrick, please allow me to briefly introduce myself. My name is Kelsey Jarrist, and I am the commander of the Meteor Fleet. I am here just to deal with the matters of the Adrian family... Wait a moment."
Noticing her subordinates running from the door, Kelsey turned her head and heard that he was humane.
"What's wrong?"
"Miss Kelsey, Zaun's law enforcement team asked us to release him, and also asked us to hold him captive and provide an explanation for this operation."
Partridge was overjoyed, but his face remained calm with his head lowered, waiting for the rescue of the Zaun law enforcement team.
To Partridge's surprise, Kelsey just sneered.
"Tell those Zaun people that this is a family matter of the Emerald Territory. We only temporarily detained members of the law enforcement team and did not harm any unrelated people. It is not Zaun's turn to intervene in the Adrian family's affairs.
In addition, inform the Meteorite that the magic energy main cannon is being charged to its maximum power and is targeting the waters of the Isthmus of Zaun. Before blasting, I want to know whether the isthmus of Zaun can withstand the Meteorite's shells."
"As commanded."
The soldiers who informed him had left. Kelsey turned her attention to Partridge again and gave him a friendly smile.
"Sir Partridge, before we speak, how about you listen to the cry of the earth?"
