Before the sky was getting dark, Matthew was awakened by the loud and noisy ringtone of the mechanical alarm clock.

He took a deep breath and sat up from the bed.

After a while of daze, Matthew lay on the pillow beside him, intoxicated, and took a few deep breaths. Then he carefully picked up a few chestnut-colored long hair from the pillow.

"Oh, my goddess!"

Matthew wrapped a few long hair around his fingers, as if he was back to the crazy lingering last night.

He really couldn't imagine that the "goddess" who was so proud and so arrogant in school, would sneak into his rented apartment yesterday and take the initiative to devote himself to him!

What a wonderful and indescribable madness that was.

"My goddess...your will is an oracle to me."

Matthew sighed heavily, jumped out of bed reluctantly, rushed into the bathroom and quickly washed up.

The apartment he rented was not large, about 300 square feet, and the bathroom was furnished quite simply. On the wall above the sink, a mirror about three feet long and wide and covered with water vapor spots reflected Matthew's tall and toned body, with even muscle lines like running water.

Change into a tight fencing suit, put on a wide cloak outside, carefully load two exquisite double-tube flintlock guns, and carefully wear a fine steel-forged sword.

Matthew looked at his handsome face in the mirror, stretched out his hands, and made a victory gesture towards the mirror: "You can do it, Matthew... the chief fencing player of the competitive swordsman of the Fourth University of the Imperial Capital, you can do it."

"A playboy who bullies others with power... Kill him and leave the scene safely, and you will get the love of the 'goddess'! Not only the body of the 'goddess', but also her fiery and fanatical love!"

"You can do it...especially, I heard that the 'goddess'' has a million yuan property?" Matthew made a playful face: "Wow, the million-dollar goldmark's property? I won't have to fight for this life, right?"

"I can do it without having to make a living by making a living. I can be a romantic musician according to my own heart, live in seclusion without worrying about food and clothing, and then one day, I will write a masterpiece of the past, which will make a splash and become famous in Medland!"

"Maybe, one day, I will be favored by a princess!"

Matthew clenched his fists tightly and murmured to himself seriously at himself in the mirror: "So, Matthew, work hard! Struggle! Must succeed!"

With a frivolous whistle, Matthew rushed out of the bathroom, grabbed a top hat and buckled it on his head, opened the door and strode out.

When he went out, Matthew tilted his head and thought for a while, threw the key to the room on the floor of the room, and then pulled the door heavily onto the room.

Whether today's action is successful or failed, the key to this apartment is useless.

If he fails, he will naturally die.

If successful, will he still need to return to this simple, narrow, low-level apartment with cold winters and extremely poor sound insulation?

Following the stairs to the downstairs and opening the heavy door of the apartment building, Matthew came to the familiar breakfast stall on the roadside, bought a large piece of black bread, a large piece of bacon and a large sausage, and after adding double the roasted cheese, he chewed it in big mouths while calling a taxi cart.

"Imperial Capital South Station, please hurry up. I'm going to welcome friends from afar." Matthew smiled brightly and explained to the coachman vaguely.

The train Qiao was riding gradually slowed down, and the steam locomotive, one after another, sprayed a large amount of white high-temperature steam at the front. With the sound of "bang sniffing," the long train gradually drove into the civilian railway station south of the imperial capital, Heidra Fort.

It was raining lightly in the sky. The Imperial Capital South Station has been a long time ago, and there is no ceiling on the platform that can shelter the rain.

Qiao walked out of the carriage and was hit by Xiaoyu, who was slightly cold, and his mood became more and more gloomy and melancholy.

The gray sky, the gray clouds, and the gray light, the "harsh wind and rain" swayed down, sticking to the head, the face penetrated along the collar, and then the whole body was wet and cold by the moisture.

This is a different climate from the passionate and brilliant Tulun Port. In Tulun Port, even if it is a storm, it is clear and transparent, and full of enthusiasm is like a young girl dancing wildly.

And what about Heidra Fort?

The rain here is like chronic poison sprinkled by a resentful woman in the deep boudoir, and it hurts your soul and body in a quiet way.

Joe hated the weather in Fort Heidra almost the first time.

"It's so bad!" Qiao's nose itched. He couldn't help sneezing, and then started yelling in annoyance.

"The weather in the imperial capital is pretty good... If you go north, it will be snowy in October." Marcos followed behind Qiao with a giant axe on his back and asked in a low voice: "Joe, if you have the chance, you should travel to the north. A real man should see the huge waves and huge icebergs, and hunt several giant beasts in the ice field with his own hands!"

Qiao raised his head weakly and sighed heavily: "Oh? Maybe, have a chance? I began to miss Tulum Port... Ah, Tulum Port, which is sunny all year round, should I wear swimming trunks, bask in the sun by the swimming pool, and enjoy the iced juices."

The soldiers of the Blood Axe Team carried large and small bags of luggage and walked out of the carriage.

Their tough aura, unified uniforms, and a neat queue quickly attracted the attention of the police and military police on the platform.

A team of policemen ran over quickly under the leadership of several military policemen.

Lan Mujin brought a few people to meet him. He took out the document bag given to Qiao by the court clerk, took out the documents inside, and showed them to the gendarmerie.

A middle-aged man who was like Qiao, with the rank of a first-class police lieutenant hanging on his shoulder looked at Qiao from afar, and then deliberately raised his voice: "Welcome to the imperial capital, this is a good place... Remember, don't cause trouble in the imperial capital, otherwise no one can save you!"

Qiao curled his lips and turned around, too lazy to pay attention to these poor-eyed colleagues in the imperial capital.

Looking at the eyes of these guys, they regarded Qiao and his group as suspects... After hanging out in the Tulun Port Police Station for so long, Qiao was very familiar with the eyes of the old detectives.

The trailer at the last few trains were opened, and more than a hundred war horses snorted, walked out of the trailer anxiously and came to the platform.

Qiao whistled hard, Xiaobai cheered, and trotted all the way to Qiao, pressed his huge head against Qiao's head, and then rubbed it hard.

The soldiers of the Blood Axe War Chapter, Joe's family guards, and a team of policemen from Tulum Port, led by Billy all left the train. Several station dispatchers ran over, waved small flags, and directed the train to slowly drive away from the platform.

Mr. Sigens stood on the platform, and Baku stood above his head, waving a golden golden mark with his hands and feet.

"Guide, guide, we need a guide to take us to No. 158 Qingsong Street..." Mr. Si Gengsi waved his thin cane and shouted loudly: "A golden mark, we only need a guide!"

On the platform, a young man with long hands and long legs and quick movements rushed out. He took two steps ahead of his other competitors and grabbed Mr. Si Gengsi, took off his felt hat with a hole on his head, and bowed deeply to Mr. Si Gengsi.

"No. 158, Qingsong Street, I am familiar with that place. It was originally the branch campus of the Imperial Capital Intermediate Vocational College. Three years ago, after the intermediate Vocational College merged into the Imperial Capital Second University, it has been idle and no one uses it."

Several competitors behind the boy retreated in disappointment.

The boy added to Mr. Si Gengsi with the unique smile of the winner: "Qingsong Street is a good place. The surrounding neighbors are well-off homes with good conditions. The public security is very good, especially several old shops with a century-old history, with all kinds of delicious food."

Mr. Si Gengsi smiled with satisfaction. He pointed to the boy and said with a smile: "It seems that you are really familiar with No. 158 Qingsong Street? Then, take us here, this golden mark is yours!"

The young man smiled and bowed to Mr. Si Gengsi again and said, "Call me Einstein, respected gentleman... Einstein is willing to serve you. No one is more familiar with the streets and alleys of the imperial capital than me..."

Under the leadership of the young Einstein, Qiao led a large group of people to leave the platform in a mighty manner.

Due to the documents presented by Lan Mujin, the station arranged a VIP passage for Qiao to avoid the bustling passengers leaving the station.

Walking out of the heavy metal gate, a wide and unusual square appeared in front of Joe.

Before Qiao could see the scenery in the square clearly, a group of torn children burst into laughter and laughed, stretched out their hands to grab Qiao's clothes.

"Master, give some money, Master!"

"I'm going to starve to death, give me some money, rich uncle!"

"Do you need a strong master? Give some money, I know where the best girl in the imperial capital!"

More than a dozen children surrounded Qiao, and their hands naturally reached into Qiao's pocket, and then they pulled them hard to touch them.

However, Qiao's money was all in the dark bag on his chest, and these children were too short to touch Qiao's chest. They touched him several times, but they couldn't even touch a copper cob.

Joe was at a loss by these children.

Ya, Sigens, Lan Muji, Lan Liguo, and even burly giants like Marcos were surrounded by at least five, six, seven or eight, and seven or nineteen children, with little hands touching and grabbing them.

No one dares to move!

Qiao even raised his hands high!

These children have fragile and tender bones. Qiao and the others are afraid that if they accidentally sneeze, they will kill a small piece!

"What is this for? What is this for? Don't touch it randomly, bastard, I'm a policeman, policeman!"

Joe screamed a little hysterically: "I warn you, you are attacking the police...attacking the police!"

The surroundings were filled with idle people watching the fun, travelers, and some people who didn't know what to do for no reason. They laughed loudly and mocked Qiao and his group for their embarrassment.

Matthew walked out of the crowd.

He pulled out the two short guns hanging around his waist, less than ten feet apart, and he pulled the trigger to Qiao's head and chest.

'Bang'!

'Bang'!

'Bang'!
Chapter completed!