Release that Witch

However, the snake tooth did not expect, the more unbelievable thing is still the next message of the speaker, so that he can no longer move his feet.

“Five days later, the second week of the first month of spring, the City Hall will distribute relief rations in the square! Everyone can get two hot porridge here, one in the evening, the city people, thanks The mercy of His Royal Highness!"

When the words came out, the crowd suddenly rioted.

"God, Gore didn't even lie, there is such a thing in the announcement!"

"Yeah, I want to confirm it."

"I didn't get it wrong? Every day there is a porridge?"

"You come too? Isn't there a lot of wheat and dried meat in your house?"

"That is also two free, Guardian adults are not allowed to come to lead, you have not heard what people say, everyone!"

“Adult!” Suddenly someone asked loudly, “Is the porridge really free? When will it be sent?”

This is also the concern of most people. Everyone stopped talking about it and looked at the nobility.

The latter waited until the expectations of the crowds were reached, and they did not panic. "Yes! Mai porridge is really free, and will continue until the end of the demon month! Tell the news to more neighbors. And friends, the promise made by His Royal Highness will be realized!"

Hundreds of people boiled in an instant, but the snakes still couldn't believe their ears.

What does it mean to eat for free? They can temporarily get rid of the threat of Kanash, no longer have to worry about starvation in the cold snow, not just them, all mice can easily get food, so that the king and belly can not control the tail below Now!

Kanash will never sit back and watch this happen. What will he do? Send people to disperse the crowd, stir up the porridge scene... Or buy the city hall officials, pour the porridge into the Chishui River?

However, Snake also noticed that the prince of the prince mentioned in the speaker's mouth three times and five times, that is to say, this time the request for relief rations is the legendary four princes, not the former Duke or the five major families. Will he let these rat kings feel guilty, or is it really different from other nobles?

He didn't want to trust any nobles, and the scene in which white paper was cheated was still vivid.

But there is another voice in my heart that keeps asking myself. If it is true, what if it is true?

Fortunately, this doubt did not last long, because the elk deacon on the stage has begun to preach the next message. He originally thought that these decrees were just new tricks that the lords wanted to toss out the city people, and they had nowhere to live. It is irrelevant. As a result, the first two messages made him extremely unintentional, and the third message pointed to the mouse group.

"City people, listen, your good days are coming!" The speaker first stabilized the noisy crowd with a sentence, and then said one word at a time, "Five days later, that is, from the day of porridge, His Royal Highness will launch a crackdown on crimes at the Long Song Fortress, including the removal of the Black Street organization, the fight against theft, and all the illegal acts that threaten the lives and property of the city! By then, don’t stay in Black Street or go to Mixed places such as pubs and casinos to avoid unnecessary harm!"

"The order of the fortress needs to be maintained by all the citizens. Now the City Hall is recruiting staff, including security personnel and police officers. I will explain the recruitment requirements in detail below!"

The snake tooth has no more thoughts to listen to. He drilled out of the crowd and ran to the bonfire. "Come, let's go back!"

"Have you finished?" Kwai took his hands and reluctantly said, "You also bake hot and go."

"No, let's go now!" he said anxiously.

"What happened?" Joe heard something wrong.

"I explained to you on the road," Snakes slammed. "We have to hurry back, or we will wait until Kanash first hears from others, and we will die!"

......

The gathering place of the rats in the West District is located in the depths of Wuwei Lane, in a two-story private house.

Kanash is a fierce and sturdy one, and his temper and means are as brutal as the face. The snake tooth has seen him nail a man who has messed up things to the wall, and then smothered with a whip. Plus he controls the food supply of several mouse groups in the neighborhood, no one dares to have any disrespect in front of him.

The same is true of the snake tooth. He carefully squats in front of the other party and repeats the message he has heard.

“The big man of the city wants to start with us?” Kanash frowned. “What is this wind blowing?”

"...not the city owner," Snake said cautiously. "The man said that he has always been His Royal Highness."

"You know a fart!" He took a sip. "A big aristocrat is not good at someone else's territory. It is a long-song fortress, not a border town or a king. There is no approval from the elk family. What is he? Can't do it. What about the nominal Western guardian? Just look at who is sitting in the castle. What kind of king is also nominally leading the Grey Fortress? Who cares about his orders?"

"You are right," said a woman around Kanash. "More, even if the above changes, it doesn't matter much to us. The nobility is a nobleman, the mouse is a mouse, don't look at both." In a city, in fact, it can't be considered a kind of person."

"The mouse is a mouse? I love to listen to this." Kanash squeezed the woman's ass. "But the second news is a bit strange. According to the past, the nobles want to put a good reputation on the grain and will inform us in advance." And it’s a limited release, but how do you sound that they want to feed the whole city?”

No one can answer this question, but Snakes know that at this time everyone's mind is thinking about the two bowls of free porridge.

"Will it be... the lord above wants to scrape the benefits from the **** adults?" The woman chuckled.

"Who knows," Kanash shrugged. "I will go to the boss when I will meet. This is only relevant to the nobles."

The so-called blood hand is the king of the Western District. I heard that he is very close to some small nobles. In a sense, he can no longer be regarded as a sinister mouse, but an "underground aristocrat" without a title. In fact, every king has a similar path.

When I think of it, the snakes can't help but vent their anger. He knows that Kanash's little lover is right, the nobles have existed for hundreds of years, and the mice are the same. No matter how the above changes, the underground world always has its own rules... His Royal Highness is also a nobleman. What can he change?

"Right, I know what you are thinking about," Kanash said with a sneer. "Want to try the porridge from the City Hall? By that day, everyone must stay in this room, no one can go. Did you hear it? If someone dares to take me on the table, I promise that he will not be able to eat anything forever!" (To be continued.)