Chapter 2449

In a deserted valley with jagged rocks, Horace stood on a huge stone and looked anxiously to the East.

Fifteen minutes ago, he finally got in touch with master Fergus.

Young master Fergus promised to help him out of arrest for his years of loyalty.

He will get a new identity, far away from tuck City, and head to a small town on the northwest frontier where the Dixons have a branch company. He will become the new president of the company. After ten years there, he can return to tuck city.

With the energy of the Dixon family, he knows that this is what Fergus can do easily.

"Although it's a small border town, it's Dixon's company after all. There should be many beautiful young girls in the company, right?" Horace has begun to look forward to the next life.

A light spot appeared on the horizon, a flying car with dim light appeared on the horizon, and then it was in the twinkling of an eye.

There was no sign on the car, hovering five meters in front of Horace like a ghost.

Horace looked happy and jumped from the boulder to the ground.

The door of the express car opened, and a young man in black tights and sunglasses came out. He looked at Horace and said, "Horace?"

"Yes, I am Horace." Horace accompanied with a smile, some doubt in the heart why not Fergus's acquaintances to meet.

The young man in Black opened his bracelet and confirmed Horace's identity again. Then he looked around and gave a cold smile: "you've chosen a good place."

"It's a very secret place. It's not easy to find. I found it when I chose the scenery before." Horace was a little proud, but he urged: "we'd better leave as soon as possible. I heard that Charlie and Bart have been arrested. It's a long night."

"Where does your flying car stop?" Asked the young man.

"Right behind the stone." Horace waved and a flying car flew out from behind the boulder.

"Good, then we can go." The young man nodded, turned and walked towards his flying car.

"Do I have to change my bracelet now? Will they be tracked? " Horace followed the young man, raising his hand to show his bracelet.

Walking in front of the young man suddenly stopped, turned around, the hand has pinched Horace's throat, looked at Horace turned into a pig liver color face, shook his head and said: "no, young master said, if they can't find you, it's more trouble."

Horace stares at the young man who holds him up by the throat with one hand. He says in a hoarse voice: "he... He wants to kill..."

"If you don't kill yourself, they will soon find that you are afraid of committing suicide here, because you can't face the penalty of life imprisonment, which is reasonable." The young man shook his head and put more force on his hand to finish him completely.

Horace looks desperate. He already knows that Fergus intends to put an end to this incident. The dead will not speak and can bear all the blame.

In front of his eyes, there was no resistance and struggle. The other side was a level eight strong man who completely suppressed him.

Just then, a white light came down from the sky.

Ding!

A long slender black sword pierced into the stone.

And the man in black grabbed Horace's hand and was cut off with a sword.

Blood spilled on Horace's face. The young man let out a cry of pain, but he didn't care about the pain. A three edged short thorn appeared in his left hand and rushed to Horace who fell to the ground.

A figure came down from the sky, stepped on the waist of the man in black, kicked him away, and broke more than ten stone pillars and strange stones.

Three Leng short thorn did not pierce Horace's heart, but still left a bloody wound on his thigh.

Horace covered his throat and sat down on the ground, regardless of the pain in his leg. He looked at the black deacon who suddenly appeared in front of him with astonishment and joy. His voice was hoarse and said: "help me, I will say anything! I confess everything! Fergus is going to kill me. I've washed tens of billions of money for the Dixons over the past few hundred years. They're going to kill me

The man in black, dressed in a luxurious black gown, has a black gold mask on his face. Jin Gui is mysterious.

His sharp eyes turned to the young man in black who was crushed by the boulder and raised his hand to him.

"Bang!"

The young man in black exploded without warning. The huge explosion wave turned the stones within 10 meters around him into powder.

"The dead man?" McGonagall frowned. It was more vicious than hiding poison in his teeth.

The aftermath of the explosion was removed by Meg's wave.

Horace looked at the stone falling, but he was a little relieved.

He never thought that Fergus would send a killer to kill him, and he was still such a cruel man.

"Thank you for saving me, please take me out of here, as long as you can guarantee my safety, I will tell you everything I know!" Horace bows to Magna.

Judging from the strength of the mysterious man in black, he is at least a top ten, but I don't know which side he belongs to.

What Horace doesn't know is that there is a room named trial Horace on the micro push live interface, and the creator is the judge.

The live video starts with the killer in black pinching Horace's throat, and then the deacon in black comes down from the sky, cuts off the killer's arm and kicks the killer.

In the context of looking for Horace in the whole network, this live broadcasting room was found and instantly pushed to the home page.

"The trough! Horace, who was not found by the Bureau of investigation, was found by the anchor! "

"Trial of Horace? Is it a live trial, a lynching? "

"What a cruel picture! Is this the legendary death of plutocrats? How terrible

"I've brought all the Dixons with me. I feel that the number of the anchor is going to be gone."

"Please cut me a knife, I'll brush the rocket for you!"

Netizens were shocked by the bloody scenes of the dead man's self explosion, and also excited by the live content of the anchor.

"You're negotiating with me?" McGonagall stares at Horace.

"You know, I want to live. These are the only secrets left." Horace grinned, revealing the nature of the old fox.

"Unfortunately, I'm not interested in that." McGonagall shook his head, leaned over and slowly pulled the black sword out of the stone. His voice was solemn and indifferent and said, "Horace, you are trying your crime here today. In the past three hundred years, you, together with Charlie and Bart, sexually assaulted 362 women, including 62 underage girls, 18 victims committed suicide, and hundreds of victims were depressed, Do you plead guilty? "