The Pirate: The Black Duke

When the middle-aged noble saw King Janosh, he immediately ran over and knelt down in a panic: "Your Majesty Janosh..."

Before he could finish his words, King Janos roared: "Guard, guard..."

But nothing happens outside the door.

"All your guards have been transferred out to solve the prisoner's riots." Moser looked at King Janos' extremely angry gaze, and laughed: "Now let's solve the personal grievances!"

He turned his head and glanced at Meester, then stepped away.

"Private grievances?" King Janos was stunned. The bloody sword in his hand struck the floor with a sharp clanging sound. He turned his head and glanced at the crowd, then walked to the name just now. Next to the Nian nobleman, he directly raised a sword, the blade was sharp, and the cold light flashed.

With a snorted sound, blood flowed from the blade that passed, and the head of the middle-aged nobleman was chopped off. King Janos said coldly: "It is unforgivable to dare to bring the enemy into the palace."

The middle-aged nobleman didn't have the slightest time to react. He didn't even howl and died immediately. His head was tumbling on the cold floor like a leather ball, and scarlet blood sputtered out.

"Do you still know me?" Mestre stepped forward and looked at King Janos with indifferent eyes.

"Who are you?" King Janos frowned when he looked at Mestre's face. He felt that there seemed to be a familiar feeling on this guy, but he couldn't remember it.

At this time, he knew very well how dangerous it was, but as a king, Janos still maintained that fearless majesty.

"It's been normal for you not to know me for many years." Meister said softly, "Even when Victor saw me for the first time, he didn't recognize me, let alone you."

"Who are you? How could it be possible to kill Victor?" King Janos still didn't believe it.

"I'm Meester!"

When Mestre said his name, King Janos was stunned again, and then stared at Mestre with a sullen look, as if thinking of something.

"It turns out that it's you, a bitch slave..."

King Janos sneered and continued, "You should have been killed directly back then."

"It's a pity, if you kill me, there won't be such a wonderful performance tonight."

Mestre lifted his steps and walked over gently. King Janos took a bloody sword and slashed towards Mestre, but he was knocked out by Mestre when he raised his hand.

With a sneer, King Janos let out a violent howl. The baton in Mestre's hand was divided into two. One of the short batons was directly inserted into the back of King Janos' palm and nailed with a bang. On the marble floor.

Thick blood slowly flowed down, and King Janos howled painfully.

"Guards, kill these people...Ah!"

King Janos roared weakly, but he howled in pain because of the pain in his palm.

The few noble ministers who were kneeling saw this scene and immediately prepared to flee, but a revolver suddenly appeared in Moser's hand, bang bang bang... After several consecutive clear fires, the ministers' eyebrows A scarlet wound appeared, and all were killed by one blow.

After seeing this scene, King Janos understood what kind of lunatics they were. It was lawless to kill the minister in front of the king in the palace.

"You know what I'm going to do when I come back this time, so don't be lucky." Meester looked at King Janos condescendingly, with a sullen smile on his lips.

"Dare you!" King Janos growled in a low voice, "You bastard..."

"Hahahaha...In this world, there is really nothing we dare not do..."

Meester laughed immediately, "Let me, the bitch slave in your mouth, teach you what it means to cut grass and root out!"

After speaking, the baton in Mestre's left hand was nailed directly to the other palm of King Janos, and with a sneer, his other palm was nailed in the instant that scarlet blood was ejected. In the floor.

King Janos suddenly felt a stronger piercing pain, and began to struggle violently, while howling in horror...

"You even hurt the king of the countries that the world government joins, and the world government will definitely not let you go."

He also hoped that he could use the name of the world government to scare off these guys.

"Hehe... the world government won't care about you rebels who are secretly colluding with the revolutionary army."

Meester said coldly, then drew the baton out, snorted, a large swath of blood sputtered out, and King Janos howled.

Meester ignored it, shook the bloody baton in the air, and all the blood was shaken off.

"Counter...rebels?...ah"

King Janos struggled for a while before he could understand what Mestre was saying, and after a bitter breath, he asked and roared back.

He felt a heart-wrenching tingling passing through his palm, as if he was about to tear a nerve.

"Don't you know... The third earl raised by your royal family secretly colluded with the cadres of the revolutionary army [Lightning], and it has been known to the CP9 members."

Meester said with a smile, and then told the plot that was designed that day.

"You...you talk nonsense, you are framed and framed..."

Indeed, as King Janos said, this is framing and framing, but it is a crime that cannot be eliminated. For the world government, it would be better to kill by mistake. Any existence related to the revolutionary army will be subject to the world government. Obliterate.

Thinking of this, King Janos was shocked. This was definitely an act of conspiracy planned a long time ago, but even if it was framed, it would not be easy for the three earls to collude with the revolutionary army to connect with the royal family. of.

He sneered: "Even if the three earls did things privately, it has nothing to do with our royal family."

"Innocent!" Meester sneered. "Who doesn't know that the Three Earls are the three most loyal dogs of your royal family. Without the instructions of their masters, how can a dog dare to make its own way."

Having said this, Meester paused for a while, and continued: "It seems that you don't give up if you don't produce the final evidence."

A photo appeared in Meester's hand.

King Janos was taken aback when he saw the figure in the photo, "How is this possible?"

"fake!"

He roared weakly.

What appeared in the photo was the scene of him chatting and shaking hands with the revolutionary cadres [Lightning], which seemed to have reached some kind of agreement.

With the existence of this photo, coupled with the secrets detected by CP9, the royal family of Lei Ting was nailed to death for colluding with the revolutionary army.