You call this the god of etiquette?

Chapter 124 The Praying Merchant Comes to the Door
Minton Street is at the southeast corner of "Talek".

Due to the relatively early construction time, a large number of alleys have been opened up front and back.

As the "Taleq" continued to develop, especially during the period of the rule of the Black Rite, the road to prosperity and the development of the fur trade attracted a large number of traveling merchants and travelers, and also generated a large amount of market demand.

The homeowners on Minton Street seized the opportunity and rented out their houses, which were not worth a few silver coins. They themselves found ways to move to the west of the city where it was safer and the population flow was more stable.

Initially, these Minton Street houses were converted into hotels, which made a lot of money from traveling merchants.

Later, as competition in the hotel business became increasingly fierce, and the location of Minton Street itself was not convenient for travelers, a large number of houses were converted into warehouses.

Until now, Minton Street is still the main storage area of ​​"Talek".

A large amount of leather is transported south from the factory area to here, and then loaded onto trucks and transported outside the city.

The original north- and west-bound alleys were re-planned and used, and many were even widened.

The alley leading east to the wasteland in front of the city wall, originally intended to open up a new residential area, was inevitably forgotten.

The alley is narrow and winding, and you can see a few dilapidated houses scattered on both sides.

Large swathes of paint peeled off the exterior walls, revealing dull, bumpy bricks.

The stench floating in the air was even more unbearable.

Rotting garbage piled up at the entrance to the alley, emitting a sickening smell.

The black sewage in every corner also flowed slowly as if no one was around.

Only the faint sound of the wind blowing against the walls echoed in the alley.

Booth and Quinton were not deterred by the stench and solemn atmosphere of the alley.

They are the personal guards of the city lord, and they are also believers of the great god of etiquette.

Now they are responsible for checking this alley where fugitives are suspected of hiding.

Then they must complete their tasks carefully.

Rather, they hope to encounter some abnormal situations.

After all, there were four similar suspicious hiding places, and four groups of personal guards went to search for them, but there was only one prisoner.

It would be a pity not to be able to make meritorious deeds.

Booth and Quinton were even more worried that they would not be able to sleep at night if other animals in the team took credit for catching the prisoner.

Carefully crossing the piles of garbage, the two guards walked from the end of the alley to the end and took a general look.

There are four rooms in total.

Two of them had long since collapsed into disrepair, making it impossible to hide anyone.

The door of the other room was shaky and open, and there was nothing suspicious about it.

But that one in the middle of the alley?
Booth and Quinton looked at each other, then at the same time returned their gaze to the room with moss-covered walls and closed door.

Booth gestured to his teammates, then put his foot on the wooden door.

boom--

A loud sound followed, triggering a burst of shrill chirping and the sound of flapping wings.

A large amount of dust mixed with sawdust rose in the air, obscuring the view of the guard team.

wrong!

The two immediately became alert and exited the room, raising their fists and getting into a fighting stance.

The guards in Father Earth's time all used long spears.

Now, although the city guards still use long guns as their standard equipment, the guards were affected by the fighting style of the city lord and took the initiative to apply for the deployment of finger tigers.

Since the total number is not large, each pair of finger tigers is tailor-made according to the size of the guard's palm and fingers. It is made of precious fine iron and has been carefully ground and polished.

The four rings fit the guards' fingers perfectly.

Above each ring, there is a row of small and sharp spikes.

It gives great confidence to the guards whose vision is affected.

call out--

Suddenly, a voice sounded from the left side of the two guards.

Booth and Quinton reacted quickly, following the sound and galloping to the left.

Through the dust, I saw someone running out of the broken room with the open door on the left.

"Damn it!" Booth cursed subconsciously.

Unexpectedly, the prisoner also played tricks on them.

Apparently, he must have done something in that room with the door closed.

When the guards searched the alley, the prisoner would hide behind the door of a room with the door open or in some other blind spot.

If the guards go in directly, they will attack from a certain corner.

If you go to the "trap room" first, take the opportunity to escape.

Quinton was faster.

The moment he saw the prisoner escaping, he rushed over like an arrow off the string.

He was one of the best runners in the Guards and closed the distance to the suspect in a few breaths.

Due to the location and the obstruction of the garbage dump, the prisoner could only run towards the wasteland at the end of the alley.

There was little cover in the wasteland, giving Quinton good conditions for pursuit.

Da da da--

The boots hit the ground quickly, and the alternating sounds became more and more intensive.

At this time, the prisoner was about to run into the next alley.

boom--

The burly Quinton pounced and knocked the criminal to the ground.

The excitement and the rush of blood caused by the short burst of speed made his bronze face turn red.

He announced loudly:
"Rodney, according to the Tarek City Security Charter and the Tarek Resident Regulations, you have been arrested for 'terrorist attacks' and 'malfeasance in office'!"

As he spoke, he raised his body slightly and was about to clasp Rodney's arm.

Rodney was waiting for this opportunity.

To be honest, he felt that his luck recently was really bad.

Although he escaped from the prison in the north of the city through the protective suit and hook prepared in advance, he was unable to escape from the "Talek".

The height of the city wall of the prison in the north of the city is not at the same level as that of the "Talek" city wall.

Moreover, the latter has guards patrolling day and night.

According to the original plan, after completing his mission, he should have left directly from the south gate through the contact person of the Chamber of Commerce in the city.

But I don’t know whether it was because the guards were arresting people involved in the “Miscellaneous Moon Grass Auction” or for some other reason, but the planned contact person disappeared!

There was no response to the code Rodney left on the designated wall in Pylon Street.

In the end, he had no choice but to find a place to hide.

From time to time, I go to the code wall on Pylon Street to update my location.

However, every time he went there, he became more disappointed.

From beginning to end, there was no response from the wall.

Rodney even suspected that he had been abandoned by the Chamber of Commerce.

But he was loyal to the Chamber of Commerce and had made so many contributions to the organization. Even if the results of this promotion mission were not satisfactory and failed to save the lives of York and Jared, he still fulfilled all the requirements in the mission. Completely completed.

The specific outcome is not up to him to decide, right?
Rodney didn't believe that the Qi Sun Chamber of Commerce could give up a senior reserve member who was only one step away from being a "guest" because of such a level of failure.

But no matter what the truth is, all he wants now is to escape from this sinful city alive.

Then in the not-too-distant future, the light of human wisdom will be sown on this land again.

The devil's minions cannot trap him!

Rodney's eyes narrowed, and the moment the pressure on his body eased, he turned sideways and took out the Kurt-200.

boom--

The next second, Quinton's strong hands clasped his hands like iron vices.

Rodney, who lost control of his hands, smiled mockingly.Deafening gunshots rang out.

At such a close distance, the bullet easily cut through the cyan light that instinctively appeared on Quinton's body like a hot knife cutting through butter.

The powerful impact was accompanied by the sound of penetration, causing Quinton, who had just grabbed Rodney's wrist, to fall backwards.

"what!--"

Severe pain spread rapidly through Quinton's body at this moment, making his face look more ferocious than ever before.

On his right shoulder, blood stains continued to spread, and half of the leather armor was stained scarlet.

Rodney simply stood up, grabbed the gun and ran forward.

Although the second guard behind him was about to catch up, Rodney judged that the guard's speed was obviously slower than his own, so there was little point in shooting him.

Likewise, there is no need to shoot the first guard who falls to the ground again.

The alley ahead was only a few steps away, so escaping in and running onto the busy street was the first priority.

If you shoot now and miss, it will be equivalent to blocking your own actions.

Even if you get hit, it will definitely arouse the vigilance of those around you.

He wouldn't want to shoot in the city at all if he could help it.

The loud noise is simply reporting its position to everyone.

Who knows how many people were ambushed nearby by the guards.

However, what Rodney didn't expect was that before he took two steps, the familiar sound of breaking through the air came from behind again.

call--

boom--

There was another sound of bodies hitting the ground.

Quinton strikes again, knocking Rodney to the ground.

The impact this time was no less powerful than the last time.

Mud splashed from the ground fell on Rodney's face as his body was close to the ground.

But he couldn't care less about this gaffe.

A thought occupied my mind:
How can this be? !
Even if the target cannot be shot due to angle restrictions, at such a close distance, it is normal for the bronze-level guard to faint from the pain of the Kort-200's terrifying impact.

Why could this guard get up immediately and attack him?
He could even hear the painful sound of the guards behind him sucking in cold air as the wounds were being pulled.

At this time, Booth also caught up.

He quickly snatched the Kot-200 tightly from Rodney's hand.

At this point, Rodney knew that he had no chance of making a comeback.

He reluctantly wanted to turn his head to the side and lift it up, but Quinton held him firmly down. He could only see half of Quinton's face, which was clenching his teeth and dripping with sweat.

Rodney asked angrily:
"why?"

"How come you were able to stand up after being shot so close by the Kurt-200?!"

Veins popped out of his neck from the excitement.

He desperately needed to know the answer to this question.

The power of technology has no errors and no emotions.

It should be unbeatable!

When Quinton heard this, a smile appeared on his painful and ferocious face:
"idiot!"

"How can a cold bullet defeat my hardened body?"

After saying that, he wanted to laugh twice, but the pain radiating from his right shoulder made him choose to close his mouth.

Booth quickly cuffed Rodney's hands and feet, which was stunned, and then smiled at Quinton, who was breathing heavily and began to bandage himself briefly:
"Okay, Quinton, you have made a great contribution today, but don't be pushy."

"Can you still walk?"

"If that doesn't work, I'll escort the prisoner to the prison first, and then find two guards to take you to the clinic."

Quinton kept his hands on his hands and refused:

"I have nothing to do. I can just go see Dr. Walter later."

"It's up to you to send the prisoner to prison quickly!"

Booth nodded and was about to agree.

Sudden.

A powerful voice suddenly came from their right side:

"Sorry, I'm afraid I can't let you send Rodney to jail."

The two guards were startled and looked at the sound.

I saw a burly figure suddenly appear from the alley ahead.

He was tall and muscular, casting large shadows on the ground.

Thick black hair spread out on his stern face like dark clouds at night.

Those eyes were deep and fierce, shining with light as sharp as a sword, making people afraid to look directly.

There is also a horrific scar on the man's face, which runs across the right side of his face and extends from his right eye to his jaw.

The raised scars were like earthworms, making the whole person look extremely fierce.

The burly man wore a thick cloak, but what he wore underneath was not armor, but a shirt and trousers embroidered with exquisite patterns.

If you just look at his clothes, he looks more like a kid from a rich family traveling far away to experience life.

At this time, Quinton was in extremely bad condition. Booth naturally stood in front of Quinton and the cuffed prisoner, and yelled:
"Here are the city lord's personal guards arresting criminals in accordance with the "Talek City Security Regulations" and "Talek Resident Regulations."

"Please leave immediately!"

The burly man smiled faintly:
"Then that would be rude."

As soon as he finished speaking, Booth and Quinton suddenly felt that the atmosphere had changed.

The heart contracts violently involuntarily.

Everything fell silent.

Breathing becomes difficult.

Incomprehensible pressure is spreading!

call--

A wind blew from nowhere.

The wind was not violent, but it strangely blew the two tall guards to the ground.

dong dong——

The two of them immediately became silent.

Booth's face still maintained a vigilant expression, and Quinton still had the same ferocious expression.

"Sir, thank you very much for coming to rescue this subordinate!"

After being released from the shackles, Rodney lowered his head and thanked the burly man in the cape with great respect.

Not long ago, he was devastated, but now his heart was surging.

This gentleman has already mobilized, and the Chamber of Commerce will definitely take big action in "Talek" next!
And he may be lucky enough to participate!
The burly man nodded lightly:

"You have completed your mission, and the Chamber of Commerce will naturally not give up on you."

"Next, follow me to complete the organization's latest mission in Tarek."

Rodney's eyes lit up.

Now that his mission has been completed, doesn't it mean that his current status is that of a glorious "guest"?

The short former prison guard in the northern part of the city was extremely excited, and he felt like he was finally rewarded after all his hard work.

However, the current atmosphere is not the time to talk about this.

He suppressed his excitement and made a gesture that he was willing to go through fire and water for the Chamber of Commerce:
"My lord, where shall we go next?"

The burly man paused, then grinned at him, like a beast about to eat:
"City Lord's Mansion!"

(End of this chapter)