Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 169 Death

Sir Fox looked at Yingwu's naval lieutenant in front and saluted himself, then lowered his head and pulled out a blue briefcase from the black briefcase he had taken, walking two steps forward and handing it over with one hand.

The Navy lieutenant looked at the instrument extraordinarily, but how could he be so clueless? Sir Fox was very dissatisfied with his nose “humming” and didn't get up to pick it up. Because he had to get up and lean forward before he could get his hands on this blue file bag that was handed to him by a Navy lieutenant named Abraham, and it looked like he was bowing to his knees and bending over to salute this Navy lieutenant.

You can't take two more fucking steps! Why don't you put it on the desk and just hand it to me and don't put it down? Did the Viscount Venice specifically ask you to do this, try to humiliate me or let me bow my head to you? It was easier to think about people when they were old, and Sir Fox waved at the door, indicating that the housekeeper, Wolfe, stood next to the door, would pick up the file bag from the hands of the Navy lieutenant and hand it over to himself.

Strange, how this Navy Lieutenant looks a little familiar, seems to have seen it somewhere in general, especially his smiling, non-smiling fishy eyes, always felt familiar, as if he had made a very impression... Sir Fox had a little suspicion in his mind, he was sure he had not seen this Navy Lieutenant in front of him, where did this familiar feeling come from?

The housekeeper, Old Wolfe, walked up to the Navy Lieutenant in a far-fetched fast-paced fast-paced fast-paced fast-paced position, reaching out unprotectedly to pick up the file bag, ready to be delivered to Sir Fox. Just something he didn't expect. The Navy lieutenant suddenly had one side of his body. He didn't get it. He leaned forward. The blue document bag in the Navy lieutenant's hand landed. He reached forward with his right arm and bent over. He had wrapped his neck and pulled the whole man in front of him.

With a button on his left hand, his body sinks to the next level, “snap” a very slight crisp sound, the housekeeper old Wolf has been twisted his neck, he fell on the black carpet without a single hum, only his limbs are still slightly moved unconsciously...

Sir Fox stared at the tragedy in front of him. Was it too fast, a second or two? Sir Fox felt himself just blinking twice and his housekeeper fell to the ground. Most importantly, he didn't make any screams, only that slight fracture sounded in his ear...

Looking up at this Navy lieutenant, staring at himself with his dead fishy eyes, Sir Fox suddenly realized that this Navy lieutenant who came here was not a messenger at all, but a killer. The so-called emergency documents were deceptive and the only purpose was to get close to himself...

At this moment Sir Fox, agile as an elderly person, pushed the backrest chair backwards and extended his hand to the ringing rope hanging from the wall behind him. Usually he calls someone to the study and needs to pull the backrest chair backwards and reach out to pull the rope. As soon as you gently move the rope, the copper bell hanging from the corner of the wall outside will make a rushing “clang bell” sound, then the servant will hear the crisp bell push the door in...

It may be more convenient to scream, but Sir Fox cannot guarantee that he will not be able to scream because he has been on fire for a few days and his voice is a little mute. And when you're older, your lungs aren't viable enough to make that loud sound. Besides, he knew how sound insulated his study was, because he was worried about being eavesdropped on, but he instructed the craftsman to do the best sound insulation decoration for his study. He couldn't hear any movement inside even when sticking to the door of the study, so he was worried that he couldn't hear it outside just screaming...

But Sir Fox would regret very much that he shouldn't have moved the bell string to the wall, which would have been much more convenient if it had been hanging from the desk as it had been. But Sir Fox used to run into this ringing rope so often at work that the servant outside would always push the door in and ask him what he had to say and interrupt his thinking, which made him angry to move the ringing rope to the wall...

Just two or three centimetres from the bell rope, Sir Fox's heart was frozen and desperate. Because the lieutenant had jumped over, one hand grabbed his arm and the other strangled him.

“Bar Ta” was another crisp sound of fracture, Sir Fox's right hand, which stretched out to try to ring the bell, hung down softly. The severe pain of dislocating his arm caused Sir Fox to blush suddenly, his eyes almost highlighted the orbit, and the whole person, like a dying struggling fish, wanted to jump out of the backrest chair.

Unfortunately, the hand that strangled Sir Fox's throat was like a big iron clip, not only without Sir Fox screaming out loud, but could not even jump twice on the chair.

“Why... why... To kill me, you... Who are you, Pie? Sent...” Sir Fox made an ineffective resistance with his remaining left hand and an iron clip that strangled his throat, interrupting the question, and at this moment he forgot the pain in his right hand: “to. At least let me die. He's dead. Understood...”

The lieutenant laughed with a ridiculous cleft mouth and revealed a white tooth: "You're very lucky, Sir Fox. I really didn't want to kill you like this, but at the very least I had to let your family die, suffer and die like a stray dog who had only been spit on. Unfortunately, the plan didn't change quickly, and two stupid good men did it with responsibility for my sake, forcing me to endure their good intentions and bad deeds, forcing me to settle the bill with you before I left here..."

This sarcastic tone of speech and that white tooth finally reminded Sir Fox of the impression in his mind: "Yes. It's you, Gram. Claude...”

“Congratulations Sir, you have answered correctly, but unfortunately there is no reward.” Claude's face had a smile on it: “I had a good plan, next year is Election Year, and I'm going to put you in line so you can no longer be a National Assembly member. As long as you don't have that name, and I'm sure a lot of people will be interested in your big estate, and find someone to expose some of your scandals, then a lot of your close friends will be too scared for you. By then, all I have to do is destroy your family and take nothing. Unfortunately, I received a conscription order to leave, so I had to visit you at night to rest. ”

“Actually, I shouldn't have said so much crap to you. The villains in the movies always die of so much crap that there is nothing left for the protagonists to do earlier. Unfortunately, there are no movies in the world. Goodbye, Sir...”

With his hands staggered and his hands twisted, Sir Fox's head twisted 180 degrees and turned to the front of the backrest.

Good, no blood, but Sir Fox's feet slipped twice and Claude smelled like shit urine. Looking down, Sir Fox's thin pajamas on his lower body are all wet...

Pick up the blue file bag on the floor, put it back in the black briefcase, tidy up the officer uniform on his lower body, make sure there were no omissions at the scene, Claude went to the study door and opened the door.

As Sir Fox's personal maid, Serna is also responsible for warming the bed for the jazz. Of course, there are no beds warm now, but the jazz likes to let Serna sleep with him. It's easier to tell her something in the middle of the night. Secondly, Sir Fox is in good health, and occasionally, he can take pleasure in it. Most importantly, Serna has a violent body and Sir Fox sometimes likes to have a hand job on her...

Just fell asleep and was woken up by the housekeeper. Serna was also in a bad mood. After dealing with Sir Fox for half a day at night, the old man just got excited and handed over the gun. He was excited and Serna was upset, but his status was low and he didn't complain about anything. She fell asleep and was woken up. She was instructed to stand outside the study door and wait until Serna leaned against the wall, beating her arrears.

However, this Navy lieutenant who came in the evening as a messenger gave Serna a vibration. He looked very cheeky and handsome. Not only was he a soldier's masculine steel, but he also had an aristocratic temperament. If he replaced the jazz with this Navy lieutenant, he would certainly have a wonderful night to remember...

Sherna, who was thinking absurdly, suddenly found the studio door open, and the Navy Lieutenant stepped out and stood in the door and said, "Okay, Sir, I'll go back and get my life back, you and the butler will discuss it. If something doesn't feel right about the plan, go back to the Viscount and discuss it, but it's pretty much the same. ”

Serna looked at the Navy Lieutenant and saluted the study, then stepped out and closed the door, turning to smile at herself: "Miss Serna? Hello, Sir asked you to take me out, he and the butler still have something to discuss...”

Serna did a maid's service: "I'd be happy to help you. Please follow me, Lieutenant. ”

Unfortunately, the journey from the second floor to the front door was too short, and Serna would have liked to have walked over an hour if possible. She had slowed down as much as she could, but only to know that the young Navy Lieutenant had just been transferred from the King to this new naval base in White Deer City and was currently serving as Viscount Venice's deputy.

And his name was Abraham, 25 years old, unmarried, what was his surname, and Serna suspected that he was from a noble family, because he was so polite that even a maid could feel his gentleness and thoughtfulness. For example, just out of the main building, after a night breeze, the young navy lieutenant deliberately stepped up her footsteps to help her keep out the wind so that she wouldn't get cold dressed in thin clothes.

Serna hurried to tell the lieutenant that the jazz was going to the county in two days, so she was lonely and bored and empty in the estate. If Lieutenant Abraham is available, she can take the lieutenant around here in White Deer City. It would be perfect to guide her, but also to help the lieutenant familiarize herself with this new place...

The young lieutenant had a gentle smile on his face and his footsteps were not slow. He did not give Serna a promise until he came to the gate: "Okay, if I rest in two days, I will definitely come and ask Miss Serna to be my guide, and by the way, invite Miss Serna to dinner to thank you...”

Looks pretty good, Serna is in a very happy mood. Think about what happens after dinner and you'll understand. So Serna hummed the happy little song back to the front door of the study. But the jazz and butler didn't come out, so it didn't seem to be settled yet. It's not like this hasn't happened before, who doesn't know that the Wolf Butler is the first belly of the jazz. I just hope that I don't stand outside overnight. That's what Serna thought. She stood in front of the study and fell asleep against the wall...

“Pushing”, Sherna, who slept against the wall, fell on the ground. She touched her forehead and climbed up from the ground. Luckily, she fell asleep and didn't feel painful, but her head hit the ground a little dizzy. But how long have I been asleep? Serna looked out the window and found that it was still dark and woke up because she couldn't stand down and fell asleep for a long time.

How come the jazz and butler aren't out yet? Strange. Doesn't the old man want to sleep? Why don't I go in and ask them if they want a night snack? That's a good excuse. Anyway, Serna is also a close servant of the jazz, a warm bed companion, and usually a little bit more proud of the jazz. And the jazz has already worked on her once tonight. Why should I give her a face? She won't get angry because she didn't get permission to go into the study...

So Sherna knocked on the door and waited a few seconds before pushing the door in: “Sir, do you want something to eat...”

“Ah!!!!!!.......” The sharp scream broke the silence of the entire Fox estate...