Gordol was angry and extremely frightened at this time. He couldn''t believe that prando would deceive him to stand at the window and tell him that the big boss was coming. He couldn''t believe that prando would not hesitate to take out his pistol and shoot him. This shot won''t kill him. Shoulder injury is difficult to threaten a person''s life. This is the knowledge he has mastered through countless times of practice. He could clearly feel the bullet in his shoulder, and it was the great force generated by the bullet in his shoulder that made him lose his balance - near the window.

    The fear of tilt and stagnation kept gordol struggling, but it also accelerated his fall out of the window. He rolled and fell from the window. The wind roared and sneered in his ears, just like those tycoons with contempt in their eyes, which made him particularly unhappy. The breath of the earth became thicker and thicker. He had smelled a trace of soil in the wild wind. The next second, with a crack, everything was calm.

    People watched in horror as their heels stepped on the gordol whose head had been broken, his body twisted and tilted slowly, and then slapped on the ground. Even if gordol''s head is hard enough, when his heel can step on the back of his head, his end is doomed.

    The blood splashed far away, and some white things were scattered and broken, like milk under the bed in midsummer, shaking and rolling out far away, stained with dust and soil. The red when the hot blood dispersed pierced the black-and-white picture. After a short silence, people burst out screams and angry shouts.

    Gordol is dead!

    Prang''s multi-faceted, solemn and indifferent walked to the window and properly inserted the pistol into the holster. He cut off the last trace of pity in his eyes with his own ruthlessness. In his heart, he kept looking at gedor who collapsed on the ground like a pile of rotten meat, and the only thing left in his heart gradually disappeared. He thinks it''s not boss''s fault, nor his own fault. It''s gordol himself. He''s not good, is he?

    We are just tools. When the tools are not easy, we can only change one.

    "I didn''t expect it, did I?"

    The feeling brought by the slight sound was like the wind generated at the moment when gordol fell from the window. Prando trembled in his heart. He didn''t know whether there was such a process when gordol fell. His scalp was slightly numb and his back neck was stiff. He pulled out the pistol that had just been inserted into the holster. But before he looked back, an arm was pressed on his shoulder.

    He saw a side face. It was Hugh. At this moment, countless thoughts flashed in his mind, and his eyes narrowed gradually. His eyes were sinister and determined. Just when he wanted to make a decision, xiuen turned his head, looked at him and met his eyes.

    "Do you want to frame me?" Sean laughed. "Maybe it''s really interesting?"

    Prando, who was called to break his mind, was like being drenched in a bucket of cold water. He did have this idea. If xiuen forced gordol to death in order to get some information, it would undoubtedly be the most perfect ending. People would have enough motivation for all these things - xiuen was an agent stationed in tenell city by the police investigation bureau, Perhaps he saw the opportunity to return to the center from gordol, and made a cruel confession to gordol regardless of other people''s obstruction. Facing xiuen''s cruel torture, the tight lipped gedor chose to use death to keep the secret in his stomach, so he took the initiative to jump down from the upstairs.

    First of all, Prandtl can clean up his troubles, and let the big boss know that he is really doing his work. At the same time, he can push xiuen to the opposite of some big bosses, don''t he?

    On the surface, Sean seemed to have nothing to do. He was either fooling around with hot girls or drunk all day, but prando never relaxed his vigilance and vigilance towards Sean. He can pretend he doesn''t know about small things and let xiuen mess around, such as stealing his wine and drinking, such as stealing his paradise, but in major events, he is absolutely strict. Even prando sometimes wondered whether this appearance of Sean was his real performance or whether he was waiting for the opportunity.

    After all, Sean was once a big man and did big things. He must be unwilling to be demoted to such a place. Will anyone think that tenell, a city within the influence of the old party, is a breakthrough point to break the defense of the old party in kanles?

    This is not impossible. If we can take advantage of this opportunity to pit xiuen again, his superiors, whether they exist or not, will be disappointed with him and abandon him, and he will gradually disappear in people''s sight until he disappears forever.

    The plan was perfect, at least one second ago, but prando didn''t think so after xiuen broke it.

    "Why do you think so? We are friends!" prando put the pistol back into the gun bag, and the smile on his face is like a angry flower in midsummer, which can reflect the sunshine.

    Xiuen meaningfully patted him on the shoulder and leaned down to look downstairs. At this moment, Prandtl had an impulse that was almost uncontrollable. He wanted to push xiuen down. But after all, he didn''t dare to do so, because xiuen was really different.

    The Imperial Guard defense investigation bureau is different from other institutions. In fact, there has been an unspeakable situation in the Empire since the feudal monarchy, that is, the vast majority of regions have a tendency to get rid of central control and become vaguely independent, but they have not really become independent. At that time, the aristocrats were too powerful. The history of aristocrats ruling a region can often be traced back to 500 or 600 years ago.

    In such a long rule, people living in aristocratic territories often only recognize the rule of the aristocracy over them, not from the rule of the emperor. In order to change the situation that the royal family began to feel fear, there was the imperial emergency special action team, the predecessor of the imperial police investigation bureau. Officially, the work of this team is to deal with the rescue work of some natural disasters and the prevention of natural disasters.

    But the actual function is to monitor the nobles everywhere. Once there is a sign of independence or rebellion, it is necessary to assassinate the nobles as soon as possible. The imperial emergency special action team has completed many missions in more than 100 years, the most surprising of which is the death of imperial Duke guevaren. The newspaper and the official caliber were highly unified. Duke guevaren took his family on a field trip after the rainstorm. He accidentally encountered a mudslide, and then the family returned to the embrace of God.

    The special action team rescued guevaren''s grandson from the disaster. In the next 20 years, the Duke''s grandson died early because he was proficient in eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, and completely buried guevaren''s surname. As for how the truth is no longer important, what is important is that the deterrence of this department has long been rooted in the hearts of many big people.

    After the "rebellion" of the new party, the imperial emergency special action team was not banned, but fully absorbed by the Imperial Guard defense Investigation Bureau, so that there was a saying that the "rebellion" of the new party was actually tacitly approved by the emperor and the royal family. Their purpose was to change the increasingly dangerous situation and avoid the collapse of the Empire. As mentioned above, it doesn''t matter what the truth is. The important thing is that prando knows that even if xiuen is an asshole, he can''t fight xiuen.

    Once xiuen dies, the police investigation bureau will never send another person. It may be a "scavenger".