Before the man's shocked expression could even show on his face, he was lifted up in the air by the burly Lumba!
Thales and Little Slippery were both surprised when they looked at everything outside the window.
"Why would he..." The little slippery man shrank in fright.
"Quiet, keep watching." Thales observed the situation calmly and stopped his naughty remarks.
When a strange man suddenly encountered a crisis, he reacted very quickly and stretched out his hands. A dagger and an awl appeared in his hand instantly, and he handed them to Lumba!
But his arm was only halfway extended when another person clamped it firmly from behind.
He had met Thales several times and was one of the five Exter generals who had escorted him to Longxiao City. Lord Tuleha, the "Fire Knight" of the Black Sand Territory, appeared behind the strange man.
He held the man's struggling arms with an indifferent expression.
Lumba continued to strangle him, expressionless.
"You!" The man who couldn't breathe widened his eyes. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't.
The next second, Tuleha turned his hands.
"Kala!"
The sound of muscles dislocating could be heard.
The man trembled desperately, closed his eyes and moaned in pain.
Tuleha let go of his hand, the man's arms fell limply behind him, and the dagger and awl also fell to the ground.
Ding dong!
"I gave you a chance." Lombard said coldly.
"What?" The man struggled to say something from the corner of his mouth, sweating coldly.
"Have you ever heard of a saying?" Lombard said coldly: "If you treat others as a fool, you must be prepared to be treated as a fool by others."
The man muttered desperately.
Lumba loosened his hand slightly.
"Traitor!" After getting a breath of hard-won air, the man gritted his teeth and said with a ferocious face: "We have arranged so much for you, but you..."
But his words could not continue, and Rumba strangled his neck with force again!
"I've had enough," the expression of the Grand Duke of Black Sand was still as cold as ice for thousands of years, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent: "Sari Dun's hand, the thread held by Comas, and the efforts of the gangsters,
It is the Black Sand Territory that is betting everything, and it is my troops who control the situation. Top-secret intelligence and cover, including the most critical disaster, all rely on those people from the south!"
"Except for talking, you bastards have done nothing!"
Disaster.
Those people from the south.
Hearing the key words, Thales took a breath in a daze.
Everything was still going on outside the car, with Lombard strangling the other man's neck, and Lord Tuleha standing behind the man, watching with cold eyes.
"You obviously don't want to pay anything, you fan the flames and add fuel to the flames, but you just want to sit back and enjoy the results." There was a chilling murderous intention in Lombard's voice.
"And you actually dare to threaten me?" The Grand Duke raised his eyes slightly, and his tone suddenly rose, "What gives you so much confidence? Those secret arrows of yours lurking in the gutter? The shady silverfish? The bastards who feed on garbage.
?”
The man struggled desperately, but could not utter a word.
Thales in the carriage took a few breaths, put aside his chaotic thoughts, raised his head and continued to look outside.
Lumba's expression began to change, he gritted his teeth and his eyebrows gathered into peaks.
"Do you think you are smart? With your pervasive intelligence penetration and despicable conspiracy, you happily play with the superior princes and nobles, arrogantly play with the long-standing national power, and you are still proud of yourself and enjoy the fun of playing chess behind the scenes.
?”
"However, you are neither a secret department nor a dark room," Lomba lifted the man higher, his eyes full of hatred: "You are just a nest of rats that have been running around for hundreds of years, worse than a disaster."
"Do you think I'm that idiot from Perfit? I'm just at your mercy?" The Duke of Black Sand's language changed from rude and cold to a furious question, but his tone remained surprisingly calm and indifferent: "Do you think I'm really cool?
Are you magnanimous enough to tolerate you putting your hands into my army and laying secret spies in my territory?"
Lumba narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's fun to control my magic gun troops and play with my officers, isn't it?"
The man stared with a pair of eyes filled with surprise and fear, and his arms hung down weakly.
Grand Duke Heisha continued to use his terrifyingly calm tone and said terrifyingly ferocious words: "You thought that when I found you, contacted you, and negotiated with you, didn't I want to tear you into pieces every moment?
, completely destroyed?”
Tuleha seemed to feel Thales's gaze. He turned his head sharply and looked at the prince.
The little slipper couldn't stand his gaze and shrank back to his seat in fright.
Thales was slightly startled, but he still gritted his teeth and observed the scene outside the car under the extremely oppressive gaze of the Burning Knight.
"And don't think that I don't know. You talk nice, but secretly you are still continuing to infiltrate my influence," the Grand Duke said coldly: "You are a bunch of bastards who only eat garbage in the gutter."
"The stars drove you out of the country. It was Kessel who was too kind." Lumba gritted his teeth, and the ravines on his face gathered into a scary outline: "If it were me, I would kill every dirty rat like you
Dig out from the darkest pit, no matter the cost, no price, no sacrifice.”
The man seemed to have forgotten to breathe. He stared at Lumba blankly, even struggling less.
The Grand Duke continued to speak, and even Thales in the distance felt a chill in his heart when he heard it:
"I will put every noble who has secret contact with you and have illicit affairs with you on the noose, and tear every villain who has an affair with you into pieces. Wherever my flag goes, I will make every one of you...
You can't hide, you can't escape, you can't live."
"I will drain the air you breathe, empty out the nutrients you absorb, and destroy the dens you live in. I will bury all of you gutter rats in the north until everything about you is eradicated."
"No pest can survive on my land," Lomba gently released his grip on the opponent's throat, his eyes flashing with majesty and murderous intent: "Whether you believe it or not, I will do it inch by inch.
, find each and every one of you one by one, and then kill them all from top to bottom."
The Grand Duke closed his mouth gently, his eyes still stern.
The man's lips trembled and he trembled:
"Shadow Master...Shadow Master will not let you go..."
Hearing this, Lumba raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a fierce and meaningful smile: "Do you think I will let him go?"
"He is in Longxiao City, in the Spear District, isn't he?"
The man was stunned.
Thales adjusted his breathing and remembered what he had just seen and heard.
assassination.
Sarriton.
Disaster.
Those people from the south.
Perfit, magic gun.
And..."Shadow Master".
Lumba suddenly let go of the man who was lifted up in the air.
The man fell to the ground, gasping for air.
"And you..." The Grand Duke slowly squatted down and showed an almost non-existent smile in the man's frightened eyes.
"Hey……"
"Let's do it, we are all aware..." The man closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate, showing an expression that looked like he was about to die:
"The shadow is immortal and will follow it forever."
After hearing this strange sentence, Thales exhaled softly and confirmed what he was thinking.
But in just the next second, another dramatic change occurred in the field.
Lumba suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the man's stripped left arm.
Then he held the opponent's shoulders firmly!
"Kala!"
Amidst the man's screams, Rumba let out a deep laugh.
Thales' eyes widened.
One second.
Two seconds.
The man covered in cold sweat opened his eyes.
He found that he was still alive.
He was stunned.
The man breathed in a daze, moved his left arm that had just been attached, and then looked stunned.
"Don't be too nervous, son-in-law," the Grand Duke patted the man on the shoulder and whispered calmly and calmly: "I was just joking with you."
"We are partners after all, aren't we?"
The man codenamed Dawzi stared with disbelieving eyes. He turned back and glanced at Lord Tuleha behind him.
However, the latter remained expressionless.
"You should look at your face," Rumba laughed, "you'll laugh at yourself."
The drill boy turned his head suddenly and looked at Lumba in disbelief.
"You, you...just...why!" He gasped in surprise.
"It doesn't matter, just report all this to your master," Grand Duke Lombard patted his face again, with a chilling smile on his face: "This way, he will understand my attitude."
The man looked at Lumba blankly, as if he no longer recognized this lord.
"Be good, reattach your right arm yourself," Grand Duke Lombard stood up and looked down at him condescendingly: "I will take that boy away until your master figures it out..."
The man remained motionless and seemed stunned.
"Also, don't hold a grudge against me," Lumba turned around and said calmly: "You know, you make too many jokes."
Lumba turned back and lowered his head slightly, with a strange color in his eyes:
"There's always a time when you really mean it."
The man gritted his teeth and lowered his head.
The next second, Lumba stepped forward and left without looking back.
Tuleha followed without saying a word.
The slightly panting man was left behind.
It was as if the dangerous conversation just now had never existed.
Thales watched this scene in amazement, watching Lumba and Tuleha walking towards the carriage.
In his ears, the conversation between the Grand Duke and his subordinates came again.
"With the help over there, we successfully captured the last gate in front of the Palace of Heroes," the Fire Knight's voice was steady and simple: "The Palace of Heroes has been isolated by us."
Lumba nodded slightly.
"Our rumors are very effective. People from the Garrison Officer and the General Order Department have sent troops into the shield area. Prime Minister Lisban has also begun to work hard to control the spread of the news - before we are exposed, this will help us a lot." Picture
Leha said calmly.
"According to your plan, we still have three hours."
"Very good," the Grand Duke expressed his approval calmly without changing his expression: "But your expression is wrong... Is there anything else I need to know?"
"There was an accident," Lord Tuleha nodded slightly, his voice deepening: "We captured Grivet, but Nicolai ran away."
Lumba frowned.
Upon hearing the news, Thales was also stunned.
Fallen Star, Nicolai.
He is still alive...
"I remember you brought the Rising Sun Saber?" the Grand Duke asked in a deep voice without stopping.
"Yes, but someone accidentally broke into the battlefield," Tuleha said in a calm tone, seemingly not bothered by the failure of the mission: "Although we surrounded him with all our strength and left him a lot of memories, the intruder still carried
Nicolai stood out from the encirclement."
Years of tacit understanding prevented Lombard from asking any more questions. He simply asked one word:
"who?"
Tuleha's answer once again stunned Thales.
"An ordinary-looking man with superb skills," the Fire Knight said softly, "with a strange black sword."
Thales' eyes were fixed on the car door.
The sins of the prison river flowed away like an ebbing tide, taking away his extraordinary hearing and leaving him exhausted.
The next moment, the Grand Duke of Lombard opened the door and boarded the carriage under the fearful eyes of the little slicker.
Thales rubbed his sore head to relieve the aftereffects of the Hell River Sin, and adjusted his thoughts that had become increasingly chaotic due to the information he had just overheard.
He exhaled and whispered to Lumba, who was sitting in the carriage with a cold face:
"I thought you were going to sell me out."
Lumba turned his head and looked directly at Thales.
"You are worth more than you think," the Grand Duke said calmly, "The buyer needs to go back and discuss the price."
Thales sneered mockingly.
"Those who have caused disaster for you," the second prince asked intentionally, "do they know how you plan to deal with me?"
Faced with Thales's temptation, Lumba just snorted, turned back, and did not answer.
"Okay," Thales sighed as he looked at the flawless Rumba:
"What are you going to do next?"
Hearing this, Lumba narrowed his eyes.
"Next step?"
The Grand Duke sighed softly, his eyes seemed to be burning with fire: "Go and save this country."