You call this the god of etiquette?

Chapter 104 Brain Flower

The moonlight shines through the thin clouds, illuminating the outer wall of the tannery palely and hazy.

The smooth and shiny wall protected by wall paint shone faintly like satin.

Jingyu Leather Factory stands just east of "Talek".

The night wind gently blew through this huge castle-like factory building, making a low and subtle trembling sound.

It exudes a chilling atmosphere in the coldness.

After carefully peering upward, you can find that part of the factory wall inside the wall is not covered by the towering outer wall.

Instead, rows of windows that are not closely spaced are exposed.

These windows blocked the penetration of moonlight, like silent and dark eyes.

No sound could be heard except the whisper of the wind and the night bugs.

The predictable dead silence that shrouded the interior of the factory made people feel a heavy feeling.

If Iger had not received the news and was just passing by, he would never have thought that there was a moongrass transaction going on within the tannery at this time.

Of course, now that he had this preconceived concept and then started to observe, he did find a lot of suspicious things, even if his perspective was limited in the shadow of the alley corner.

Although "Talek" has never implemented a curfew, there are still obviously a lot of "passers-by" on the streets.

The leather factory area at night was full of leather factory workers who "volunteered to work overtime" or were stranded due to "night shift" and other reasons, but most of them were in a hurry and strode westward to leave the factory area.

After all, the basic lighting in the factory area at night relies on the moon. The ground is divided into large areas of darkness. Combined with the overall silent and depressing atmosphere, it is really difficult for people to think about leaving behind.

The thugs who were suspected of being passers-by were different.

They are unremarkable at first glance, wearing plain, dull-colored clothing.

They were scattered around the Jingyu Leather Factory, walking back and forth silently in the night, scanning the surroundings with vigilant eyes.

It seemed like they were trying to stay as low-key and secretive as possible.

But once there is noisy noise or the sound of carriages and horses in the distance, they will immediately focus on the source of the sound.

The tension was so tight that it was completely unbelievable that they were just ordinary passers-by hanging around here.

However, after the danger caused by the noise was eliminated, they returned to their original seemingly aimless walking state.

There was no communication or eye contact between them, as if there was no connection between them.

It's just that every once in a while, the same people will "accidentally" walk to the same position.

There seems to be an invisible force controlling these "pedestrians" on the streets at night.

Everyone has specific tasks and responsibilities, and maintains a secret balance in cooperation with each other.

Iger was grateful for his foresight and did not adopt Lambert's advice and directly sent guards to surround the entire tannery.

Because if fewer guards are sent, it will be impossible to control the entire Jingyu area.

If there are too many, the noise will be bigger.

With the vigilance of these "passers-by", it is naturally impossible not to notice it.

If the drug dealers were frightened away like this, the losses would be huge.

However, he would not just give up his advantage as the city lord of "Talek".

On the one hand, he has sent city guards to surround Clapham's residence in the central area of ​​​​Talek.

On the other hand, at this time, eight personal guards including Lambert, in groups of two, divided into four directions, were already lurking in the corners and alleys near Jingyu.

As long as the distance is close enough, even if the drug dealers react, there is a high probability that they will not have time to escape.

Therefore, now Iger has actually met the minimum requirements for this operation——

That is to say, no one on guard was alerted before seeing Jingyu's outer wall.

At the same time, there was no movement from other directions.

This shows that the guards of other groups have also successfully taken up positions and squatted outside the Jingyu factory area.

As for the situation that they were solved silently, Iger felt that it was impossible.

All eight personal guards are believers of the great god of etiquette. Not only have their strength reached the fine bronze level, but they also mastered [Elegant Skull Crushing] under the gaze of the god a few days ago.

They are a team of believers carefully selected by Igor to perform the task of fighting.

Therefore, Ige does not want his random actions here to lead to premature exposure of this plan, and in the end, it will not be fully accomplished.

Time passed by minute by second, and another "passer-by" passed by the corner of the street where Ige was.

However, this time, the gray-clothed "passerby" who had been patrolling suddenly felt blessed and looked carefully at the shadow on the right.

Brow wrinkled.

It always feels like this shadow is a bit unnaturally dark.

He slightly adjusted his original path and turned to the right.

swiftly—

next second.

A hand wrapped around his throat with a faint sound of breaking through the air.

He subconsciously wanted to alert his surrounding accomplices by shouting, and his hands instinctively grasped the iron-like palm holding his throat.

However, the huge pressure coming from his throat made it extremely difficult for him to even breathe, let alone make a sound.

Ige just watched the face of the man in gray in his hand turn red first, and then turn purple.

Finally, until he fainted, Ige gently placed him on the ground.

It was this opportunity that Iger was waiting for.

Although there will be some overlap in the routes of these sentinels, overall, they are still responsible for a small section of the road.

Now that he has dealt with the man in gray, he can gain a short and valuable infiltration time.

As for whether to kill this man, Ige actually had some thoughts in mind when he was lurking.

With his status in "Talek", even if he "accidentally" killed a few passers-by, it would not be considered a big deal.

But that doesn't mean he kills so easily.

According to Eagle's judgment on the strength of the man in gray's counterattack just now, the man lying quietly on the ground in front of him should be in the stage of promotion from dark iron level to fine bronze level.

It is estimated that he will slowly regain consciousness after being paralyzed on the ground for a while.

Yig spared him not out of mercy, but out of justice.

This man in gray has not violated any of the "Taleq Resident Regulations", nor has he committed any criminal behavior from just now until now.

Then, no matter how suspicious he looked, Igo would not take his life just like that.

This is the code of conduct he has implemented while serving as the city lord of "Taleq" for more than two years, that is, the supreme arbiter of "Taleq".

Ige looked around again and waited until a "passerby" at one end of the street disappeared around the corner. The other one turned his back briefly to adjust his direction. Then he flashed, stepped over the outer wall of Jingyu Tannery.

Eric had already arranged the place for him to climb over the wall in advance.

There is another candidate location to the north of the factory area, and Eric has also made preparations.

When Eagle landed, his boots made contact with the soft soil on the ground, making almost no sound.

He quickly identified the direction and ran straight towards the gate of Jingyu's factory.

The purpose of mobilizing personal guards is to have them stay outside the factory to block and monitor any fish that slip through the net.

As for Ige himself, after entering the factory, he had no intention of hiding his whereabouts anymore.

There are countless open and hidden sentries arranged in the factory area, and due to their location advantages, it is almost impossible for Iger to avoid them all.

In this case, it is better to rush into the scene as quickly as possible and catch the drug dealers off guard.

Sure enough, as he got closer and closer to the door, the human voices covered by the tall factory buildings began to become clear and loud.

Something is indeed going on in Jingyu Leather Factory.

Ige was very fast and it took him less than half a minute to rush to Jingyu's open front door.

The strong light that caught his eye made Ige, who had been sneaking in the night, feel a slight discomfort in his eyes.

But he quickly adapted to the light and saw everything in the factory clearly.

Fur nail machines, mixers, dye vats and other equipment were pushed to the edges of the factory, while the stone cutting tables used to separate the furs were moved to the center.

At this time, two open boxes were placed on the dark cyan cutting table.There are five glass tubes inserted in each box.

Although Eagle couldn't see the specific color of the liquid in the glass tube, he could easily smell an unusual smell permeating the air.

It's an intoxicating aroma.

It's not too ostentatious but hard to ignore. It permeates the air, dancing gently like a scent that soothes boredom.

But Ige felt the malice hidden in it.

It's an overwhelming fragrance that seems to corrode and occupy people's will!

This is not the first day that Ige has dealt with the moongrass. Of course, he has also seen the moongrass oil before.

It is an extract obtained by grinding a large amount of milkweed, mixing it with a high degree of spirits, filtering and evaporating it.

Compared with ordinary moongrass, grass oil is much more addictive.

Not to mention smoking it after lighting it, even the aroma of the grass oil itself is enough to fascinate many people.

The people in the factory seemed to be affected by this aroma and became excited and excited.

They sat in rows of chairs and shouted loudly. Under the guidance of a short brown-haired host, they kept shouting out quotes.

It seemed that the brown-haired host was the factory manager Jared.

And here, there is no doubt that it is the auction for the Mystical Moon Grass transaction.

The atmosphere of the auction was so enthusiastic that they did not notice an uninvited guest appearing outside the factory door.

But the two strong men in black standing guard outside the door certainly noticed it.

When they saw the intruding Ige, they were stunned at first, then they realized what they were doing, and immediately shouted and asked:

"Who are you? What are you here for?"

Eagle glanced at them.

The lights in the factory shone on his calm and confident face, causing the brains of the two thugs to come to a standstill.

After a few seconds, the thug standing on the left came back to his senses first. His eyes widened in disbelief, and he raised his right hand tremblingly, pointing at Ige, unable to say a complete sentence at all:

"You. You are"

Ige's expression remained normal, but his hands were already moving forward like lightning from left to right, grabbing the heads of the two thugs.

The thug on the right also reacted at this moment.

His eyes were pleading, as if asking Ige to let him go.

But Iger wasn't going to give him that chance.

The person who was guarding the entrance to the trade fair for the absolute poison, Mystic Moon Grass.

There is no pardon!

His left and right hands suddenly moved inwards.

boom--

The two heads hit each other, making a loud noise that was unimaginable that a human skull could make.

"what--"

"what--"

The sound of skull impact was quickly overshadowed by two overlapping screams.

It was as if the most vicious evil spirits in hell were cursing in unison.

Even the attention of the auctioneers and Jared who were bidding against each other were attracted by the scent of grass oil in the factory.

Only then did they realize that the transaction site had been broken into by an uninvited guest.

However, Ige was not moved by the shouts at all. He continued to move his hands inwards and moved his steps.

clack clack-

Accompanied by the heartbreaking sound of bones being crushed.

Large swaths of flesh and blood spilled from the skulls of the two thugs to the ground.

The sound of splashing liquid made everyone in the factory feel creepy.

But Ige felt as if he was suddenly enlightened after listening to fairy music.

Looking at the red color on his hands and the ground, a certain nerve in his brain seemed to be forcefully stirred.

Delight!

He felt an indescribable pleasure!

As the city lord in the past few years, although he has enjoyed the taste of power, he has never felt the joy from the heart again.

Now it seems that there are only two things that can bring true happiness -

Serve the gods.

Offer blood!

The blood stained Iggy's expensive boots, but his mood was getting higher and higher.

Flowing red.

It is indeed the most beautiful red!
Unfortunately, after a while, the paint ran out.

Iger stared at the shriveled paint buckets in his left and right hands with disappointment.

Can't help but sighed lightly.

The two corpses swaying in the wind were thrown to both sides like garbage.

Ig felt that he really loved and hated the enemy's head.

It is obviously a redundant thing, but it can produce exquisite works.

But if you really use it for painting, the capacity is often insufficient.

But fortunately, my painting has been completed!

He seemed to be interested in the painting, so he stared closely at the people in his factory. Called by a strong sense of mission, Ige bowed slightly towards them.

Such etiquette appeared in his dreams countless times.

There is no doubt that the gods gave him important tips in a clever way——

After completing the painting, you should salute the audience like a performer taking his final call.

This is the training a skull-crusher should have!

Looking at the audience who still had no reaction and stared at him with their mouths wide open, Ige's face froze.

Then he realized that he hadn't introduced him yet.

The aroma of moonweed oil in the air mixed with the rising pleasure in Igor's head, making his temples throb.

His face also began to spasm uncontrollably.

His voice became jumpy and joyful.

Like a child proudly introducing his toy:

"This is...my work."

"This is a pair of white ferns!"

After speaking, he grinned and waited for the sound of applause.

one second, two seconds
No applause?

Sweat beaded on the foreheads of the audience, and their bodies were trembling.

Three seconds, four seconds.
No!

applause!

Ige's face suddenly darkened.

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(End of this chapter)