"Is it fun to assassinate me when the Golden Sons are fighting each other?" Roland asked with a smile.
The muscles on John Junior's face twitched at once. He looked at Roland, his eyes gradually turning red and his body trembling.
In the end, he stood up angrily and threw the book in his hand on the table with all his strength.
There was a crisp crack.
Breathing heavily, the veins on John Junior's neck almost popped out. His beard and hair all rose, and he growled like a lion, "Roland, you've gone too far. I stay at home every day and don't even want to go out. What else do you want me to do? As the mayor, I've been pushed to this point by you, and you're still accusing me? Will you only be satisfied if I die? "
"I didn't want you to die." Roland smiled. "But now I suddenly feel that it's not bad for you to die."
John Junior's hands trembled and his teeth clattered.
His anger and grievances seemed to be overflowing.
Seeing that he wanted to burst out and kill but didn't dare to, Roland sneered. "Don't think of other people as fools. You want to stir up endless internal strife among the Golden Sons so that you can have a chance to develop again. But you forget that you're smart, and others aren't stupid. "
"I didn't!" John Junior finally couldn't hold it anymore and roared in exasperation.
"I can pretend that nothing happened this time. You should be glad that you didn't try to harm my family and friends." Roland, who was leaning against the door, straightened his body, and his eyes became cold. "But if there's a next time, you know the consequences."
Heh!
Roland left a sneer and turned to leave.
The door was closed again, and the room became dark again.
In the room, the muscles on John Junior's cheeks kept shaking, making his expression twisted and ugly.
His expression also changed from anger and hatred to helplessness.
Finally, he slumped back into the chair, as if he had lost all his energy.
Roland came out of the castle and saw the mayor's wife and daughter still having afternoon tea in the garden.
When they saw Roland, they stood up again.
Roland walked over and stood in front of them with a smile. "Sorry to disturb you."
They looked at Roland nervously, but the mayor's wife still extended an invitation with a bitter smile. "Mr. Roland, how about having afternoon tea together?"
"Thank you." Roland refused. "I still have some things to take care of. Next time I have a chance, I'll definitely talk to the two beautiful ladies."
"That's a shame."
Roland excused himself and left the garden.
The City Lord's wife sat down again and heaved a sigh of relief. "He doesn't have that kind of ferocious aura on him. He shouldn't be here to cause trouble."
"Actually, he's been quite nice to us. At least he didn't kill us and gave us all the money we needed." John's youngest daughter's eyes were still sparkling. "Also, didn't you say that Old Ford wanted to take over some of our family's remaining assets, but was stopped by his deputy chairman? You said that rules are rules, and if you don't agree, you have to beat the Magic Tower to the ground first. "
The City Lord's wife was silent for a while before she said, "But I'm afraid that your eldest brother will act recklessly! After all, he's the City Lord, and men are different from us women. We won't resign ourselves to fate so easily. "
The little girl heaved a long sigh. "I hope Big Brother won't act recklessly. Even Father can't beat them, so Big Brother can't. "
Roland, who was walking on the street, didn't know about this.
In fact, he was a little nervous just now. Faced with a widow that he created and the daughter of the deceased, he wasn't as calm as he appeared on the surface.
In his imagination, these two women should hate him as much as John Junior did.
But he didn't know that John Junior's family was really not very close to each other. Besides, more than a year of superior and peaceful life had worn away a lot of the hatred of the two women.
Most importantly, Roland had the power.
Roland observed the street as he walked.
The city was a lot cleaner than a year ago.
Ever since Roland, Hawk, and the others took over most of the power in the city, they carried out some limited governance work. For example, they built sewers and public toilets, and promoted the principle that diseases came from the mouth.
The results weren't too good, but at least they were effective. The whole city wasn't so dirty anymore.
Also, after falling out with Silver Wings, the position of sheriff fell into the hands of the Magic Tower, which was taken over by Vincent.
Vincent was a straightforward man. Although he always complained that the position of sheriff was a waste of his time studying and practicing magic, he had never been negligent in his duties. Over the past year, he had beheaded three minor nobles for their misdeeds, and at least eight hundred people who had their hands and legs broken for kidnapping and robbery.
The security of the whole city was a lot better.
This greatly increased the sense of security of the civilians.
The sense of security couldn't be seen or touched, but it did exist.
The pedestrians on the street were smiling more obviously.
Roland came to the base of the Black Sand Gang and walked straight in.
A few of his lackeys were scared to see him and ran upstairs to ask Gru to come down.
"Mr. Roland, long time no see." Gru was quite embarrassed to see Roland. Because they took the wrong side last time, the entire Black Sand Gang was now rather unpopular with the Magic Tower, but because the Magic Tower didn't announce that they had "abandoned" them, they had survived until now in a muddle.
But because of Sheriff Vincent's activities, the Black Sand Gang wasn't having a good time.
Roland looked around and fixed his eyes on Gru. He said, "I'm going to hold a banquet in the square in front of the Magic Tower tonight. Help me inform all the celebrities outside the mayor's residence, whether they are nobles, scholars, big businessmen, gang leaders, or even merchants who are temporarily living here."
"Tell them that I hope they'll all come tonight if there's nothing urgent."
"Rain or shine!"
Looking at the calm expression and hearing the last word, Gru nodded quickly.
He swallowed at the same time.
He had a feeling that something big was going to happen.
Roland then returned to the Magic Tower and asked everyone to prepare the food and drinks for the banquet.
Andonara was slightly confused. "When you returned from your study trip, it should be the local nobles who organized the banquet to celebrate me. Why are you treating them?"
"Because this is a Banquet at Hongmen."
With Language Proficiency's translation, Andonara understood what a Banquet at Hongmen meant.
Her eyes immediately lit up. "You're going to kill someone? Okay, I'll go sharpen my sword and slash whoever you want me to slash. "
At this moment, Christine also came over and asked expectantly, "Master, if there's a noble girl that you want to kill, can you not kill her first? Let me secretly suck some of their blood first?"
"No!"
Roland refused her decisively.
Christina pouted so hard that an oil bottle could almost be hung on it.
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