Chapter 467

This h-gang came fast and walked very fast. After knocking people down and smashing things, he didn't hesitate. He turned around and disappeared in the nearby streets and alleys. Next, an even more amazing scene happened. The gang h had just walked for a few minutes when the nearby pedestrians saw that the gang h had gone far away and was ready to help the injured movers,

More than a dozen carriages from the police station of roon came from the streets, and dozens of uniformed policemen controlled the scene.

"How did the police get here today?" In Montero's restaurant, an old man who was drinking alone muttered in a low voice with some doubts

"Yes, how did these policemen get here today? Last time, the H Gang on Helen Road had a shopping mall, which was three blocks away from the police station. It took them half an hour to get there."

"Half an hour? Last time I was blackmailed by H Gang, I called the police and they only came here for three hours! "

The old gentleman's words ignited the atmosphere in the restaurant in an instant. You all complained about the bureaucracy and tardiness of the roon police station.

All of a sudden, Connor's eyebrows wrinkled slightly and glanced out of the window at the street. Then he immediately took advantage of the opportunity that the customers in the restaurant were discussing fiercely and no one noticed him. He turned to Varga behind him and said quickly, "a group of church judges are approaching here. Go to the safe house first and wait for me, Let's go together. It's too big a goal. It's easy to be targeted! "

Warga knew that as a psychic wizard, Connor was far more powerful than himself and could detect farther places faster. He nodded to Connor without any doubt, then called the waiter to pay for the bill, then took out a bill and threw it on the table, then put on the top hat and left the restaurant in a hurry.

After drinking all the red wine in his glass, Connor called the waiter and paid for his meal. Then he slowly arranged his coat and walked out of the Montero restaurant to the opposite way to valga. Knowing that there was an arbitrator coming here, Connor dared to be so big because he found that the arbitrator's attention seemed to be entirely on James trading company.

Connor is sure that the gang h attack was a premeditated trap, but the target of the trap is not Connor Ferguson, but James trading company

Based on Connor's understanding of the roon police station, it is impossible for them to go out at such a speed. The nearest police station to the Felix building is five streets away, Under normal circumstances, it takes only 15 minutes to get on the road, but from the appearance of gang h, leaving, to the appearance of the police carriage, the total time is not 10 minutes! And this is the west side, not the east side. There will be no police patrolling here, so it is obvious that this is a conspiracy against James trading company.

"In case of emergency, block the streets! All of you guys, show me your papers! "

Just when Connor walked out of the two streets where the incident happened and thought he was safe, the two teams of roon gendarmes carrying rifles blocked the street with a murderous spirit. A j officer of the gendarmerie with the rank of lieutenant J stood at the corner of the street and called out in a high voice:

Connor's eyes ignored the gendarmes of ordinary people who could only scare, Instead, they went over the gendarmes and looked behind them. Behind them, seven men in plain clothes were carefully looking at the pedestrians blocked in the street.

When he felt the spiritual power sweeping over him, his heart sank. He never thought that there was a team of church arbitrators here. Although he was shocked, there was no fluctuation on Connor's face.

Under the gaze of several arbitrators, Connor quietly stood in the queue to check the documents. He can only do so now. If there is only one or two arbitrators at this time, Connor is confident that with his strength, he can leave quietly, but there are seven arbitrators here now, Although the accomplishments of these seven arbitrators are lower than that of Connor, the absolute advantage in number makes it impossible for Connor to leave here without disturbing them.

Taking advantage of these seven people's mental strength on others, Connor quickly touched his pocket, and then quietly put his own certificate in the pocket back into the space ring. Before he came, he was disguised and changed his face. Now, in this picture, he obviously can't use the certificate belonging to Connor Ferguson, According to the Convention, even if you don't have a certificate to prove your identity and bribe yourself, you can get by.

After standing in line for more than ten minutes, it was finally Connor's turn to be examined. A middle-aged Mediterranean man with the title of chief J glanced at Connor, then stretched out his hand and said without expression: "where's your certificate?"

"I've forgotten my ID when I'm away from home. I hope it's convenient for you." He took a shilling note out of his pocket and put it into chief J's hand. Connor whispered:The chief J felt the touch of the money in his hand, looked at Connor deeply, didn't say anything, just waved his hand, indicating that Connor could go. However, at this time, a church arbitrator in blue, standing behind the gendarmerie, suddenly came to Connor, and then pointed to Connor and said, "come here!"

In such a sudden situation, Connor's eyes narrowed immediately. If he was right, the blue robed arbiter who let himself pass seemed to be the highest one among the seven arbiters. He had the highest level of intermediate wizard apprenticeship. Did he see his disguise when he let himself pass?

Just when Connor was thinking in situ, the middle-aged chief justice of Mediterranean J, who had just received Connor's money, thought Connor was scared. He didn't know whether he was afraid of Connor's involvement or whether he had morality in his heart. He accepted Connor's money and knew that he had to work for Connor. In a word, he bit his teeth and stepped forward. After bowing to the blue robed arbiter, he said, "my Lord, I've checked this person, no problem! "

Glancing at the Mediterranean j-chief who spoke for Connor, the blue robed arbiter immediately snorted and burst out his spirit. Suddenly, the Mediterranean j-chief, who was just an ordinary man, was hit hard, and his ears and nose were overflowing with red blood