The Lone Wolf of Tomorrow's Ark

Entering the villa, Phoenix first took a look at the very luxurious decorations in the corridor, then moved to the ear of the horn, and whispered:

"It's really easy enough, you can come in just by relying on something that can prove your identity."

"This also shows that there are not many people invited tonight. Only for this kind of secret gathering, they will not use invitation letters, which are very cheap to them."

"Hoho, so that's the case. Speaking of which, I have never attended any formal banquets. I heard that even the knives and forks have to be divided into three sets at more formal parties. Is it true?"

"Uh... yes, I chose to be a soldier just because I couldn't stand these red tapes."

"You've worked really hard too."

"Actually, it's okay, and besides..."

Having said that, Bugle turned his head and glanced at Phoenix, who was wearing a dress and holding a lady fan to cover his face, his cheeks turned red immediately, and he said in a low voice:

"The clothes really suit you."

"Oh, telling a man that a women's dress suits him well, is it a compliment or an insult? If it weren't for the rumor that the Scamanders family had an extra son-in-law the next day, I wouldn't bother to change such a cumbersome one." A black dress is ok...but black silk is nice."

"Hei Si... Goo..."

Hearing Phoenix's words, Horn subconsciously looked down, but she almost couldn't come back.

Considering that there is a possibility of fighting with the cadres of Shenchi tonight, for the convenience of movement, the dresses of the two of them are short skirts that can reach the knees, which results in the calf parts of the two of them being exposed outside .

And Phoenix's legs are naturally his familiar silk stockings, after all, they are used to wearing them, so bare legs are really not uncomfortable.

This also caused the horn to have an urge to reach out and touch it on the spot when facing Phoenix's perfectly proportioned black silk legs, but fortunately the willpower of the soldier played a role at this time, and the horn Pulled back from the brink of death.

"Huh...huh..."

After trying his best to hold back the impulse in his heart, the horn couldn't help panting heavily while leaning on the wall with one hand, which made Phoenix feel a little embarrassed for a while:

"Uh... Horn? Are you okay? Is there something wrong?"

"No, no, it has nothing to do with you. It's just my own problem. Don't worry, I'm fine. Let's go, let's go to the lobby first."

After saying this, Bugle tried hard not to turn his head to look at Phoenix, and directly pulled him into the banquet hall.

A very common banquet configuration consists of three long tables with various tableware and a bunch of desserts and high-end ingredients that ordinary people cannot afford.

There were only a dozen or so people attending the banquet, and they all paid great attention to the so-called face. No one touched the meals that seemed to whet the appetite. Even if they were empty stomachs, they only held a glass of red wine , walking in the banquet hall, not knowing what to chat with other people.

Seeing this scene, Bugle frowned slightly, and whispered to Phoenix:

"Most of them are local dignitaries in Xiaoqiu County. They are basically Tara people. Some of them don't look like local people. They should come from other places."

"Then these are all supporters of 'ghosts'?"

"Not all of them, at least there is an exception over there."

"Ok?"

Hearing the horn, Phoenix looked up at the place she was pointing at, and saw a tall man surrounded by several people. He was not handsome, and he was wearing a simple windbreaker and The scarf has a strong sense of intellectuals on it.

Seeing this person, Phoenix tilted his head, then picked up a small plate of puffs from a table, and asked while eating:

"who is he?"

"Seamo Williams is a great modern poet, and he is also well-known in Londinium. Although he was born in Tara, he likes to write poems in Victorian."

"Hmm... I'm a little curious about his relationship with Jeston, distant cousin?"

"Jeston... who is it?"

"Don't worry, it's just a foreign iron maker who is still in prison."

"Uh... well, by the way, do you want to go up and have a chat? Mr. Williams is also an anti-war person, maybe the other party has some good opinions?"

"I'm not interested, Bugle. Although it sounds cruel, the current history tells us that there is no war in this world that can be stopped by literature. Only strength is the real truth. He may be using his own way Do something as much as possible, but for me, he and I are completely different."

Speaking of it, Phoenix seems to have always had such a slight prejudice against those who engage in literature, and he doesn't like to be close to such people. He doesn't understand why, but it's definitely not because he has done too many things in his previous life that require understanding the thoughts and feelings of poets or authors. The problem, well, definitely not.

After saying this, Phoenix didn't care about the horn's reaction, and walked directly to the dining table, and began to enjoy those desserts that looked very high-end and not easy to make. For him, it was just a trip anyway. He doesn't need to develop any connections here, so why not eat more.

Thinking of this, Phoenix was also completely rude, using the fan in his hand to cover up, and began to quickly eliminate those small desserts he liked. Of course, he didn't go too far to the point of direct CD, but slightly reduced it by a third It’s just the quantity, hehe.

"Well... this strawberry cake is really good, and the sweetness is also very moderate. It's my favorite type, but unfortunately it can't be packed, um... I'll see the next one... I'll go! Ah, sorry..."

"Boom."

It may be because he was too involved in looking for desserts and didn't notice the surrounding situation. As soon as Phoenix moved a step, he felt that he bumped into someone. I offered to apologize.

Immediately afterwards, Phoenix heard the other party's voice full of age:

"It's okay, this beautiful lady. I also have some responsibilities. I shouldn't be standing by the table to create."

Hearing this, Phoenix looked up and found that the other party was the great poet he didn't want to deal with at all just now, Seamus Williams.

"Ah, it's you, uh...Mr. Williams?"

Out of politeness, Phoenix simply made a skirt-raising ceremony, and the other party also smiled and said:

"Don't worry, I'm just an ordinary person. It seems that you don't like this banquet very much, ma'am?"

"After all, it's a group of people bragging about each other because of their livelihood. I don't want to hear such nonsense. Having enough to eat is obviously the real important thing in life."

"Ahahaha, I agree with that, and I'm about the same. If Mr. Baron's invitation wasn't too...enthusiastic, I should have read a book at home tonight."

"Looks like you're a victim too."

"Indeed, but in this case, who isn't..."

Speaking of this, the two of them have no more topics to continue for the time being, and Phoenix is ​​also planning to continue eating his own food, but at this moment, there is only a sound of 'bang', and the door of the banquet hall is suddenly kicked open , Then several soldiers in Victorian uniforms rushed in and quickly surrounded everyone.

"Ah! What's going on here?"

"What happened? What happened to this group of soldiers?"

"Are you pointing weapons at us? Do you know who we are?"

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The appearance of these soldiers really made everyone present panic, but Phoenix silently pushed Seamo towards the corner and said in a low voice:

"Hidden, sir, it's not for you cultural people to participate in it."

Chapter 810 The Seventeenth District in Turmoil

"What... what?"

Hearing that Phoenix suddenly said a word without beginning and end, Seamo was a little surprised for a while, but he didn't take the initiative to go over to ask again. As a smart person, he naturally understands the priority of things, as far as the current situation is concerned Look, it is obvious that the local soldiers who suddenly broke into the banquet hall are more important.

"Let me out! What right do you have to detain me?!"

"Too bold, believe it or not I will withdraw all investment in the military!"

"Get out of the way, damn it!"

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Facing the questioning from everyone in the banquet hall, the soldiers didn't say anything, but kept silent, holding weapons in their hands to be on guard at any time for every guest who might plan to forcefully leave.

In this way, the two sides fell into a stalemate for a while, until a few seconds later, there was a slightly loud footstep at the door again, which also attracted everyone's attention.

I saw a man wearing a high-grade military uniform and a coat with a badge on it stepping in. His cold eyes looked at everyone present wantonly, without a trace of emotion, as if what he was looking at was not Xiaoqiu County. The rich and powerful are just some cats and dogs.

This person is Hamilton, a paranoid and crazy colonel.

After confirming the number of people present, Hamilton tightened his gloves, and then announced unceremoniously:

"Ladies and gentlemen, you are now under arrest!"

"what?!"

"What right do you have? We obviously didn't do anything!"

"I must report to the military court! This matter is endless!"

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Hamilton's extremely strong words naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of most people, and he didn't care about the incompetence and rage of this group of people at the moment. He just turned his head slightly, looked at the horn wearing a dress, and said indifferently:

"Meet you again, Scamanderros."

"Huh? You don't seem at all surprised that I'm here, Colonel?"

"I wasn't surprised from the first time I saw you. You were destined to hang out with these Tara scum because of your cheap sympathy you learned in expensive etiquette classes."

The horn is not stupid. Hamilton's words seem to be mocking, but they revealed some information invisibly, and the horn naturally discovered it. Then he glanced at Hamilton with a little contempt and said:

"...No wonder...you followed us."

"I prefer to call it reasonable control. In addition, you don't need to get involved in the matter here. Go back to your Londinium as soon as possible."

After all, they are all serving as Victoria's troops. Hamilton didn't seem to particularly want to freeze the relationship, so after saying a few words, he ignored the horn, turned to look at those powerful and powerful people who were serious, and said:

"You're hiding quite deep, aren't you? I'm curious, why are you so bold? Could it be that you thought that the insignificant sneak attacks a few times ago put Xiaoqiu County completely under your control?" ?!"

In fact, Hamilton is now lying. Although the previous sneak attacks by the deep pool troops did not cause too much loss of vitality, the trauma caused to his own heart is real.

He is a bastard with severe regional discrimination, yes, but this does not prevent him from being a good officer who is compassionate to his subordinates. Hamilton remembers the life of every soldier who died in battle, and he can even accurately tell the birthday of each soldier, and this, It is also his greatest confidence to stand here and question these traitors in Xiaoqiu County.

Facing Hamilton's questioning, the host, the baron, walked up while wiping his cold sweat, and said awkwardly:

"Wait... Colonel, I think there must be some misunderstanding."

"No, Baron Bolton, I don't think there is any misunderstanding between us. I also know exactly what dirty business you are doing in private."

"No, no, I can use my reputation as a guarantee that the people attending the banquet here are all my relatives and friends..."

"Please shut up. The honor you inherited from your ancestors is worthless in my eyes. After all, it is not me who insulted your noble reputation. Who is enjoying the status and wealth given by Victoria, and is secretly with you?" The lowliest of rebels allied?"

"This... this is pure slander."

Facing Hamilton's anger, the baron's face turned pale, and he wanted to refute something, but he seemed so powerless, and Hamilton didn't seem to want to hear any nonsense, so he said directly:

"Let's go here! The scum should be like a real scum, weeping bitterly in the firelight and repenting obediently!"

After Hamilton's words, the night outside was a little fiery red, which was also mixed with the cries of many people, and the person leaning on the window horn clearly saw what happened outside, and then his face was full of anger , questioning Hamilton:

"What are you doing? Why are you targeting civilians?!"

Looking around, the Tara gathering place in the seventeenth district is already full of dazzling flames. A large number of Tara people are being driven and gathered by the local troops. Everyone's home has been searched, as if searching for something very Important wanted criminals in general.

Hamilton attacked the [-]th District. Although it is not known whether there were casualties, there is no doubt that the deterrence of this move will definitely leave a psychological shadow on many innocent people living in the [-]th District.