Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel? - v14 Chapter 53 to kill someone, or kill someone

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Jack stared silently at the scene in front of him, the corners of his eyes twitching, and his facial muscles were twitching like an epileptic seizure. The reactions of other people were not much better, and these people who were used to seeing life and death acted like children who saw the dead for the first time.

Actually, you can't blame them either. It's just that the sight in front of him is beyond imagination.

Five naked women were locked in the basement, their skin unnaturally pale, and two of them even began to shrink into the darkness in fear when they saw the light outside. What they eat is five basins, which are piled with dog food.

If that's all, it's still acceptable. But the real problem is that there are five other chains, and they are not locked by living people, but five rotting corpses. That almost fainting smell came from them.

"Damn... Damn, crazy, nightmare for a lifetime!"

Jack heard Tari cursing on the side, he didn't say anything, he didn't know what to say.

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"Go and inform the brothers in the east of the city and get them ready. I want them to control the Tritog gate to the southern gate, and make all actions to ensure the safety of the civilians as much as possible."

"What about the people near the port? Damn it, I sent people over an hour and a half ago. Why haven't I responded yet? Didn't I send them horses?"

Bach Jonas, Captain of the Novigrad Guard, Patrol Captain, and Commander-in-Chief of the City Guard was standing in front of a Novigrad map issuing orders. He has never experienced a war, but he still has the most basic logical thinking.

The Tritog Gate and the Southern Gate are the top priorities, these two places are the closest exits from the shanty towns and slums. As long as you keep it here, no gang members can escape.

The barracks to the west is near the port of Novigrad, where the gangsters take root. There are a lot of casinos near the port, and it is also the location where they will send people to focus on marking.

"Henrietta!"

Bach's loud voice even reached the door, and after the man had left, the previously twisted, burned-out house came back again. Everything looks like an illusion, but whether it is or not is still up for debate. At least Bach was willing to believe that was true.

And he does want to do something.

A man opened the door and slammed in. Panting, but not Henrietta, he came in behind the man and asked briefly, "You're looking for me?"

"Wait a minute—damn, Ellio, what's taking you so long? Why are you so tired, didn't I give you a horse?"

The man called El Rio had soft blonde hair, but he was soaked with sweat at this time. Breathing heavily, he said with difficulty: "The... brothers in the port, have already set off. I lent them a horse to communicate with each other. I came back, sir."

Bach scolded: "Damn, if I'm still alive after this, I must lift the ban on horses in the city. Which idiot designed it?"

"It's Councilman Mr. Escalade, sir," replied Henrietta. "The one who said you were a stubborn old man and should have been thrown into the kennel."

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Bach glanced at him and said nothing to his words. Turning to another matter: "Back to the point, Henrietta, I want you to take someone to the bank owned by Alphonse Willy near the Piazza del Patriarch and find him, no matter what you do, find him."

"No matter what this old madman is crazy about and wants to go to war with the other three giants, we can't let him continue to ignite the war. It doesn't matter if the gangsters die, there are still many civilians living in Novigrad. As soon as there is news, you Just let me know, understand?"

"Understood, sir."

Henrietta turned quickly and left, Bach trusting his abilities. He knew what kind of person his subordinate was, so he was very at ease with him.

"Elrio, what did you see when you ran back?"

"It's nothing, sir. The wealthy area around the Pilgrim's Square is quiet. No one's making trouble here—" Ellio gestured feebly. "—but you should really go and see the shanty towns, which are burning more than the fires outside the city seven years ago."

Bach was taken aback: "What? God **** it, could it be that they burned the house down?"

"Almost, sir. Another group of Alphonse Willie's reported to us. Said they had found a woman who had been trafficked..."

Speaking of which, Ellio licked his lips and said in confusion, "They look angrier than us, sir. Seriously...don't you think that's a little too weird? It's like we've switched identities with this gang."

Bach was silent for a while, then waved his hand vigorously: "Don't mention these, have you rested?"

"Almost there, sir."

"Then get out of my room with your lazy ass, El Rio. Go and tell the brothers, we will start immediately, and we will support the brothers in the east and west of the city in two ways. As for the mayor and councillors... ...let them die."

"Got it, sir, let the mayor and councillors die."

El Rio nodded, then ran out the door, shouting, "Death to the mayor and councillors!"

"Fuck you! Ellio!"

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"It's hard to imagine that here and outside are two worlds."

Geralt, who had changed into clean clothes, was sitting on the bed. Their hotel was near the Elector's Square, and they had to cross the Gregory Bridge to get there. If the main square is said to be a wealthy area, then this is a noble area.

He didn't hear any screams here, it was very quiet outside the window, only the laughter of women and the sounds of men drinking from downstairs, but it was too subtle to be subtle, not the words of the witcher , is inaudible.

"It's two worlds here and out, Geralt. Elector's Square is on an island, and if it weren't for the St. Gregory Bridge, it probably wouldn't belong to Novigrad."

"Maybe—wait, what are you doing here?"

Geralt looked at He Shenyan who had opened another portal, frowned and asked, "Have you found the time point in BC?"

"Not so fast, my friend. I'm just going to kill someone right now—oh, almost forgot, I haven't told you yet."

The mage nodded to him: "I suspect that there is a mage organization behind the whole thing. I will explain the details to you when I come back, but we may have to meet in Kermohan. All in all, I have to kill someone, or kill someone. Hopefully I don't make the scene too ugly, but no one else should know about it."

He stepped through the portal.

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