Taking the Hex pressure lift familiarly, Chai Anping left Zaun and returned to Piltover.
"I don't know how well Caitlin and the others are collecting evidence."
It can be said that the Hood family has replaced the Myrdalda family as Demacia's number one hatred target. It would be a great pleasure to be able to dethrone them from their position as Piltover's oligarchs!
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Bennett controlled the magic carriage and parked it on a street outside the territory that belonged to Urgot.
"Master, please wait here."
Dan Patrick smiled and nodded: "If you ask me, Bennett, you are too cautious. There is nothing for us to plunder."
"Be careful." Bennett bowed and closed the car door.
Dan Patrick was playing with a small and exquisite doll in his hand, and his attention seemed to be quickly attracted by the slight flaw exposed on the joints.
Bennett put on a bowler hat, covered his face with the brim of the hat, and walked steadily to the front of the factory.
"who?!"
The guard in the dark immediately pointed his gun at him.
Bennett sighed secretly, and then raised his hands in preparation: "I am not your enemy. Let me meet your leader. He must be looking forward to meeting me."
…
I don’t know what Bennett secretly showed the guards, but he actually got the approval for admission—Urgot’s order.
The tall and tall Patrick's servant followed a reformer and walked towards Urgot's temporary residence.
Said to be a residence, it was actually just a workshop temporarily converted by Salisbury into a place where Urgot could rest and help him repair his equipment.
"Chief, I have brought the people!"
"Um……"
Urgot opened his gray-green eyes.
"Which Alchemist Baron sent you?" Urgot said. Bennett's very Noxian appearance made him a little startled, and then he changed his words: "Noxian?"
Urgot, who looked down on Bennett like a little giant, smiled coldly - when he escaped from the sinking hook, he relied on the help of a war mason. Of course, he later pushed down the spy who was unaware of the changes in the top brass of Noxus.
into the abyss.
Noxus?
He has long lost his loyalty to this country that betrayed him!
Bennett didn't know Urgot. When Urgot was a powerful figure, he was just a young general fighting on the battlefield.
"Yes, I am..." Bennett was about to reply when a flat doll suddenly came out of his pocket.
"Um?!"
Bennett had no idea when he had one of these dolls in his pocket!
The doll's face is painted with horrific makeup, which is extremely eye-catching.
"The Crying Man of Noxus? Haha..." Urgot laughed heartlessly. He recognized what the makeup on the doll represented. This was a terrifying nursery rhyme unique to Noxus.
Legend has it that anyone who hears the Crying Man will be taken away and turned into another Crying Man.
"You are the executioner, right?!"
The Crying Man's mouth suddenly opened, and what came out was Dan Patrick's voice.
"Master..." Bennett smiled bitterly, and then picked up the little man with both hands.
"Executioner..." Urgot chewed the word: "Yes, it was once, who are you? Such a young voice does not seem to belong to someone I know."
The Crying Man bowed respectfully: "This junior is a member of the Patrick family. His name is Dan Patrick. When he was a child, he had the honor to meet you in the palace."
"I see, Patrick, I remember that your grandfather Colclough was very highly regarded by the emperor. Trayton is your father?"
"Exactly."
The Crying Man obediently sat down in Bennett's palm.
Urgot put the machine gun in his hand on the mechanical leg and sneered: "Tryden and Swain have always been at odds with each other. You must not have been doing well after he came to power, right?"
Bennett broke into a cold sweat when he heard this. This was not what he should hear...
Speaking of which, the Patrick family has indeed lost all the right to speak in the capital since being assigned to Longmen Port. Even though Longmen Port has a superior geographical location and abundant financial resources, it is definitely not as good as Patrick's right to speak if he is rooted in the capital.
Dan Patrick was silent for a moment, and then he laughed softly. Inexplicably, Bennett's mind flashed to the way his young master's eyes narrowed into slits when he laughed.
"To put it this way, the executioner doesn't seem to be doing very well either."
Dan Patrick smiled softly, but as his servant, Bennett could hear a hint of anger in his young master.
At this time, both sides are just trying to figure out why the other party is here and what its purpose is... After the earthquake in the Noxian hierarchy, they both lack sufficient sources of information about each other.
The blank identity makes both sides a little wary - in case the other party has already reconciled with Swain, the party that relents first may be targeted by the war masons soon.
Touching his belly made of steel gates, Urgot grinned and laughed at himself: "I know that Swain can't let anyone who is on the wrong team go, so I am a lost dog, and the result is obvious enough."
He made the relationship clear: "Anyway, as the executioner, I have already been buried by Swain, so you Patrick...should not become the pillars of the empire. Of course, if you are willing to kneel down to Swain and offer
My proud back is flattering and begging for him to trample on me, maybe I can get his forgiveness!"
As a revenant who crawled out of Zaun's underground prison, he had nothing to lose.
"Ah--"
The crying villain controlled by Dan Patrick covered his face and twisted around, looking a little coy, but Urgot immediately pointed the machine gun at the villain's head.
"Don't play tricks, junior." He sneered.
"Hahaha, I'm sorry." Dan Patrick sat down again shyly and obediently: "I just feel ridiculous and happy because I can meet the same loser in a place like this. I really can't control my emotions.
Please forgive me, Mr. Executioner."
Urgot kept his gun pointed at the villain and Bennett's chest: "No need to play these children's tricks. Don't embarrass your grandfather. Just state your purpose directly. Maybe I will watch."
Help you in honor of your grandfather."
"Help?" Dan Patrick's voice regained a touch of calmness and elegance:
"No, although we are both bereaved dogs, our situations are still very different! I came here not to seek your help, but to give you, the former Noxian executioner, a help.