Chapter 267

Name：Reaper can become stronger Author：qie kai de ning meng
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"Sorry, Lord Morris, the assassin escaped."

When he came to Prince Morris's car, Varga bowed slightly and looked low.

"It doesn't matter. You didn't leave for my safety. Otherwise, it's not difficult to catch up with and kill the assassin with your strength after you showed your secret skills." Duke Morris waved his hand and looked at those who had been guarding both sides of the street, but seemed to notice something in the thin middle-aged attack. Lin Zhenyi suddenly turned his head and looked at the high platform, Lin Lichuan happened to look at Lin Lichuan. After seeing that she was just a strange noble guard, she was slightly stunned, frowned slightly and looked away.

"What's the matter, captain?" Meng Xiaotong, standing on the side of Lin Zhen's clothes, noticed her strange look and asked suspiciously.

"Nothing." Lin Zhenyi shook his head slightly, fixed his mind and focused on the next ceremony.

In full view of the public, Howard, dressed in gorgeous ceremonial robes, climbed the platform step by step. There was no one around him except a tall, thin and serious old man.

Even miser and Elle can only stay on both sides of the platform more than ten meters away from him, and they are also close to their respective guards.

After standing on the high platform, HOD glanced across the audience. When he passed miser and Elle, he paused a little, followed by moving away, and shouted in an ambitious and dignified tone:

"Sacrifice, start!"

With his voice falling, the Lishi on both sides of the high platform worked hard again to beat the huge drum, and the low, thunder like rush of the drum immediately spread away.

It seemed that in response to the sound of drums, there was a sudden sound of neat, steady and powerful footsteps in the distance.

At the end of the street, a team of about 1000 soldiers, dressed in brand-new red and brown uniforms and armed with guns, formed a long square array. They walked out slowly from the corner of the street. Looking from a distance, the whole square array was as neat as if it had been cut with a knife.

The orderly footsteps trampled on the ground, and a very rhythmic sound of "Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua" came. The crowd began to cheer. From time to time, people on both sides of the road threw out the already prepared petals and fell in the square, but they could not stop the soldiers' steps. They walked slowly towards the central square with firm steps.