Orc Tyrant

In the evening of the next day, the same meeting room, the same group of people, but the atmosphere became more anxious, and the news from Tai Yang had been confirmed.

Before long, they will have to face the onslaught of the Ork army, and the offensive is still led by the white tyrant himself.

No one can be nervous. Since dawn, there has been a large-scale evacuation of people in the north of the city. In order to ensure that the precious tears can be transported away, the city government blocked the railway station and ordered all locomotives.

The upper-class people have long been running at odds and ends, and now there are basically only soldiers left in the city, workers and refugees who don’t know where to go.

"What kind of infidels, it's just a bunch of troublesome ghosts."

Frankie murmured and tapped his fingers **** the tabletop.

He is in a bad mood now. Last night, he met the guard who escaped from the dead. He has no effect on what that guy is called. It seems to be Varus, or something else?

This is not important, what is important is that his property in Taiyang has almost been destroyed, and all his wealth is gone!

"It's just a mob! For the sake of the Father! What's the big deal?"

"Their organization is obviously beyond the scope of the mob. In addition, the police have seized many pagan totems and artifacts. The epidemic of infectious diseases in the slums is also spreading, and there are rumors that the dead are resurrecting."

A man in a white robe and glasses said that he is the official in charge of urban health.

"Those epidemics can cause large areas of abscesses and ulcers on the body. It is not clear what the causative factors are, and the mode of transmission is also unclear. Big interference."

"Thank you so much, wise doctor."

Franksky waved his hand, hiding the irony in his voice, the pain behind his eye sockets became more and more unbearable.

"If you allow, my lord."

The medical officer in charge spoke again:

"I hope to go back to the health care center. When you summoned me to attend the meeting, I was preparing to perform an operation on an infectious patient."

"Okay, okay, you go quickly."

At this moment, Ye Jian, who had been looking outside the window, turned around blankly, and the room fell into a dead silence, and his serious appearance made the silence grow.

Franky felt his stomach clumped together.

"I've heard enough."

After a few minutes, Yeblade finally spoke, and his voice made Frankski flinch.

The mayor of Salt Lake City licked his lips, and a drop of sweat rolled from his cheek.

The spy nightblade exuding overwhelming courage looked at the local nobleman from the other side of the room, his face seemed to be wearing an expressionless cold mask.

"In the past few years, your governance policy has directly led to the deterioration of local security, making it incapable of responding to current threats. This shows that as a mayor, your incompetence is obvious and intolerable."

Ye Blade's accusation hung in the air, and no one at the long table dared to make a sound.

Franky felt the world in front of him was shrinking, and his heart quickly jumped out of his throat. His eyes were circling the table in front of him, but no one except the deputy mayor dared to meet his eyes.

"I...this...maybe we...have misinterpreted the...severity of the situation, but nothing can't be corrected, I assure you."

His voice seemed hollow and weak even in his own ears.

"Salt Lake City is facing the danger of anarchy and rebellion. The security of the city is deteriorating. The current situation is unacceptable. The time for pimping with each other is over. Franky, I judge you to ignore your responsibility. Your authority will be temporarily replaced by the administrator before the more competent mayor takes office."

Detective Night Blade's voice is more like a notice than a trial.

"I now declare that Salt Lake City will begin martial law and enforce a curfew, and it will continue until the war is over and the city is safe again."

Franksky's face turned pale, and he felt his chest tense.

He tried to speak, but couldn't find a suitable word. First, his mouth was closed and then closed tightly in panic.

But when everyone thought that the matter was over, Yabane pulled out the pistol from the holster and aimed it at the former mayor. Before that, Franksky had never been pointed at by a weapon.

He felt a warmth coming from his pants, and realized that he had just pulled his pants, and the local nobleman felt ashamed that he would be afraid and panic when faced with his gun.

"You—you can't—"

"Of course I can."

With the other hand, Ye Blade took out a secret note from his arms. The red ink on it was pressed with a peculiar symbol, which was the emblem of the Shadow Prince.

"According to the rights granted to me by the Queen and the Prince Regent, I am hereby dismissing the mayor of the Frankssky Salt Lake and executing punishment."

"no, do not want……"

The pistol made a loud noise, and then three bullets passed through Francsky's forehead and exploded in the back of his head.

The former mayor’s body was thrown back to the ground, the chair was also pressed under his body, three bullet shells fell on the marble floor and made a pleasant clinking sound, and the muzzle was still emerging before the pistol was retracted into the holster. Light smoke.

Ye Jian walked forward along the edge of the table, and the sound of footsteps wearing boots echoed loudly across the room.

Then he pushed the corpse away with his heels, straightened the chair, and sat down at the table.

"My order, all local militias and defenders withdraw into the city."

He said to all the pale faces and people who stared at him in fear and shock:

"Cut off all traffic in and out of the city, then set up armed checkpoints along the main roads and declare an indefinite curfew! Any individual who still appears on the street after the curfew time will be shot and killed at once, while ensuring the safety of the armory, without me. No one is allowed to enter or leave! All the young and middle-aged people should be gathered together and incorporated into the militia, and the wooden sticks will be distributed for training first, and the weapons will be distributed after Ouke arrives.

His eyes swept across the table, his eyes stern.

"We have a lot of work to accomplish, and I am not here to play those little political games with you. I am here to defend the empire and to avoid a disaster... if possible."

Franky's blood accumulated under him into a puddle, and shocked silence surrounded the room.

No one dared to move, the pungent smell of gun smoke mixed with the smell of blood.

"Salt Lake City is on the verge of destruction."

Ye Jian ends with this sentence:

"The monarchs present are the only hope to save it."

Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!

Then, the room exploded and turned into a purgatory full of loud noises on the spot.

When the impact of the blast tore through the conference room, everyone in the room was killed in an instant. The marble floor exploded into millions of small fragments, and the windows broke outward. The shock wave shook the entire mayor’s residence, from the broken windows. The fireball ejected with greasy black smoke.