PFC Chapter 129 Breaking in
Chapter 129 Breaking in
"what!"
Fituos, who was leisurely enjoying himself in the city lord's mansion, turned ashen-faced upon hearing his subordinate's report, and so angry that he spilled red wine on himself.
"Those bastards!"
"It must have been those bastards who did it!"
Fitus rose from the recliner while cursing, slapped his enforcer on the shoulder, and said angrily.
"Suppression!"
Suppress them immediately!
"Suppress them immediately!"
Fitus was well aware of the seriousness of the matter. To put it nicely, it was a minor disturbance; to put it bluntly, it was an internal strife in the city, a rebellion by the rebels!
If the higher-ups find out, at best you'll be demoted for dereliction of duty, at worst you'll lose your head!
The enforcement captain took a deep breath. He knew the seriousness of the matter, so after receiving Fituos's order, he immediately set out with most of the guard force to the center of the riot!
"Hurry up!"
"The city lord said that this suppression must be carried out swiftly, and anyone who disobeys will be executed immediately!"
In the law enforcement bureau connected to the city lord's mansion, a large number of armored soldiers ran out. Most of them looked quite nervous because this was their first time suppressing an internal rebellion, and they were unsure of how to face the civilians in the city.
This scene was witnessed by the Freedom Society members hiding in the shadows. They were just waiting for these guys to leave before they stormed in and killed the remaining people and the city lord.
But before they could even begin, another argument broke out within their ranks.
"Why!"
boom!
The rabbit suddenly shoved the middle-aged man against the wall, its crimson pupils, visible through the eye holes of its mask, filled with disbelief.
The middle-aged man let out a muffled groan; clearly, the rabbit was quite strong.
"What are you doing?"
Do you know what you're doing right now?
Even as the rabbit forcefully pushed him against the wall, the middle-aged man remained calm. He spoke indifferently, seemingly trying to force the rabbit to let go as the captain.
"I don't know what I'm doing, but I know you don't value the lives of those slaves!"
"If I had known beforehand that you were using slaves to lure the enemy, I would never have agreed to this!"
The rabbit's eyes were filled with anger and disbelief. She hadn't saved the slaves to use them as bait; she genuinely wanted to liberate them.
She knew all too well what fate awaited the slaves if things were exposed. The middle-aged man's actions were tantamount to pulling them out of their cage of freedom and pushing them toward their graves.
"Whether you agree or not, these are my orders, and as my team member, all you need to do is obey!"
"Everything I'm doing is for the greater good. Believe me, those slaves won't suffer too many casualties, as long as we act quickly!"
The middle-aged man spoke with a cold look in his eyes, but Rabbit couldn't stand it any longer and punched him in the face.
boom!
"What are you doing!"
Seeing this, the man with the big knife immediately stood up, while the chameleon also looked at her with a malicious gaze.
"I'm abandoning this operation!"
Despite the hostility from her team, Rabbit was not afraid at all. She gave everyone an angry look, and then without hesitation, she left the place and headed to the battlefield of the riots!
The alleyway only returned to quiet after the rabbit left.
"I suggest we teach her a lesson; this bitch is getting more and more unruly."
Watching the middle-aged man rubbing his face, the chameleon licked its lips, its eyes full of amusement.
However, the middle-aged man did not fall for his trap. Faced with the chameleon's offering of fire, he simply said one thing.
"Let's get started. As for this matter..."
"I will report this to my superiors."
After the initial conflict, the group quickly got to work. After the rabbit left, they were left with four members.
They are a middle-aged man, a big knife, a chameleon, and the silver slave who was rescued from the slave market.
Four Silver-ranked individuals are a force to be reckoned with anywhere, and now that they have arrived at the poorly defended City Lord's Mansion, they are naturally going to wreak havoc on the battlefield.
After entering the city lord's mansion, they split up and the middle-aged man led a team of three to kill Fituos.
The chameleon teamed up alone, explaining to the middle-aged man that the three of them were strong enough, and he could use this time to search for Fituos's collection.
As the city lord, Fitus must have a considerable collection, including both money and items, which could provide a significant amount of resources for their Freedom Society.
The middle-aged man agreed to the suggestion after only a moment's thought. In any case, the chameleon wouldn't behave itself if it followed them, so it was better to let it wander around on its own than to waste time watching it during a fight.
Moreover, even if he commits a crime like this, he won't bear much responsibility; it's entirely fair to say that the chameleon insisted on leaving alone.
The group quickly began to move within the city lord's mansion, killing every servant and soldier they encountered. They slaughtered them one by one, leaving the entire mansion covered in blood, resembling a living hell.
And soon, Fitus will become one of these many corpses.
.................
tread!
In a secluded passage with few people, a chameleon, now transformed back into a beast's head, is carrying a person along.
"Are you sure this is here?"
Seeing the trembling maid, the chameleon chuckled evilly. He stuck out his long tongue and slid it across the maid's face, a sight that made one want to vomit.
"Others may not know, but I've been working here for over ten years. Lord Fituos... often comes this way, so I guess it must be here..."
Feeling the nauseating, slippery sensation on her face, the maid closed her eyes in fear, but she quickly opened them again, trembling.
She knew that if she couldn't lead this demon to Lord Fituos's vault, she would suffer the same fate as her sisters, being pierced from top to bottom by that disgusting tongue in an extremely perverse and grotesque manner.
Just like a barbecue skewer!
"arrive!"
After walking for a long time, the maid finally saw a sturdy-looking door, and she finally breathed a long sigh of relief.
"This should be the place. I often see Lord Fituos coming this way."
The maid moved her stiff body and looked back at the chameleon, her face pleading, wanting the chameleon to let her go.
However, to her own disbelief, this devil actually kept his word and nodded, letting her go.
The maid tried to take two steps, and when she realized that the chameleon didn't intend to stop her, a look of joy instantly appeared on her face. This feeling of surviving a disaster was so exciting!
However, the maid was overthinking things. Would this sadistic maniac really let her go so easily?
Obviously not!
As the maid walked away and was about to disappear from the chameleon's sight, the chameleon suddenly revealed a playful yet manic expression.
call out!
A long, red tongue suddenly shot out from his mouth, its target the maid's back!
He wouldn't let the maid off so easily; she was a living toy. He wanted to pull her back under her terrified gaze and then torture her slowly.
Hehehe!
Just as the chameleon's nerves were becoming increasingly frenzied, and he was even feeling smug about it, a similar long tongue flew from his upper left.
call out!
Snapped!
The two long tongues collided, instantly blocking the chameleon's attack and thwarting his plan to torture the maid!
"what!"
The chameleon cried out in pain and swiftly withdrew his tongue. At the moment of impact, he felt as if his tongue had been struck by lightning, causing an intense, sharp pain that still tingled slightly even now.
"who!"
He had no time to pay attention to the panicked maid who was running away. He looked up to his upper left and saw a tall, thin figure standing on the top of a building.
The man didn't reply immediately, but slowly retracted his long tongue that had just been used in the attack, and then, under the chameleon's tense expression, said:
"Cuck!"