Chapter 247

"I'll f * cking kill them all!"

Wang Quan was high tonight.

How should he put it? He was beginning to understand what the Snake Skin Monster was thinking.

Humans were really interesting.

Tonight, he was specifically looking for imposters to make his move.

Of course, he would observe the other party before making his move.

How dare any Tom, Dick, or Harry pretend to be Masked Rider Blackfeather. How dare they!

Although Wang Quan said it didn't matter to Ichiro Kenike, Wang Quan was actually very narrow-minded.

Anyway, he just killed his way through.

The nobles pretended to kill six or seven families.

The merchants pretended to kill more than twenty families.

There were also some "lively social groups in Paris," which Wang Quan killed quite a few of.

Of course, Paris was an international metropolis, and there were no gangs.

The French government called them "lively youths of the suburbs."

Why was it interesting?

Because when Wang Quan chased another group of people, he found that they encountered another group of "Masked Rider Blackfeather Pirated."

The masks and dressing styles of these two groups were different.

The noble subordinates that Wang Quan followed all wore clothes of poor quality, and they were all black. From the clothes to the masks, they were all the same.

Although it was different from Wang Quan's original, it wasn't the "evil god" version.

There were seventeen or eighteen people in this group.

There were more people on the other side, about twenty.

But the quality was uneven, and the way they dressed was hard to describe.

The leader was a woman, wearing a dark red woolen trench coat, which was 80% similar to Wang Quan's original.

Moreover, her trench coat should have been modified, with a hood on top.

Under the hood was a pure white mask with a bird's beak. This mask was whiter than Wang Quan's bone-like mask, as if it was made of metal.

In place of the eyes were two round glasses, and behind the glass was a pair of amber eyes.

Under the trench coat was a white shirt, khaki trousers, and dark brown boots.

She held a thin sword in her right hand, and an extremely gorgeous dark gold and mahogany flintlock in her left.

Judging by the quality of her outfit, she didn't seem to be a commoner.

But the group of "Blackfeather" behind her was different.

There were all kinds of them.

There were all kinds of birdbeak masks, some with hats, some without hats.

There were even people wearing straw sandals and coarse clothes, covered in soot.

Wang Quan sensed that this motley group wasn't very strong, and there were only three Extraordinaires among them.

Surprisingly, the strongest among them was the woman leading the group.

Her strength was about 0.2 Sword Pool. Of course, that was only limited to physical strength.

The remaining two were not worth mentioning. Added together, it would probably be 0.1 Sword Pool.

The seventeen were all Extraordinaires, and their strength was.

All seventeen were Extraordinaires, and their strength was average.

Apart from the leader who had strength close to 0.3 Sword Pool, the rest were basically around 0.15 Sword Pool.

These fellows were the retainers of a count, and had been brought to Paris from his fief.

Hmph, it seems that there are also undercurrents among the higher-ups of France.

On the other side, Wang Quan also had an impression of the twenty or so "pirated copies".

Ichiro Kenike had mentioned before that many of the "Blackfeather" in the slums had gathered together and formed a group.

At first, they were protecting the slums or fighting crime, but then … they seemed to want to cause trouble.

At this stage, Ichiro Kenike didn't even need to do anything. Someone was already on the move.

Perhaps before he could even finish thinking about it, the other party would already be done.

Now that the two groups had bumped into each other …

Vaguely, the side with fewer people had surrounded the side with more people.

It seemed like the spark was going to be extinguished tonight.

"Forget it. That's their business. It has nothing to do with me."

Wang Quan just felt that they were using his name to do bad things, but he didn't get to enjoy it. Instead, he had to take the blame. That was why he was pissed.

What if he was pissed?

He would take revenge and let them know that not any Tom, Dick, or Harry could pretend to be him.

Strictly speaking, both sides were pretending to be him. They were both targets of Wang Quan's attack.

But sure enough, people had their own inclinations.

Humans were interesting.

Wang Quan laughed at himself and then jumped down.

The two sides were confronting each other when they suddenly saw a "Blackfeather" in a navy coat jump out.

Both sides were cautious and didn't make a move.

At this time, he dared to jump into so many people alone … He was either crazy or absolutely confident in his strength!

"Who are you!"

The nobles were the first to ask.

"You are pretending to be me, and now you ask me who I am?"

Wang Quan smiled, then he raised his claws and crossed them under the mask. He said lightly, "It's just a" Blackfeather "passing by. There's no need to remember me.

"Because …"

Wang Quan appeared behind the leader of the nobles, holding a head connected to the spine in his hand.

Behind him, the headless body of the leader of the nobles fell forward.

"You have no future."

In just ten seconds, Wang Quan had killed all seventeen of them. They were all dead!

Raising his hand to shake off the blood on his claws, Wang Quan turned around and watched the "Blackfeather" in the slums through the two black holes of the mask.

Then he slowly walked to the front of the "Blackfeather" in red while they were on guard.

Hmm, this girl was not short, about 1.7 meters tall.

Was Wang Quan 1.79 meters or 1.81 meters tall?

Either way, the gap between the two was not that big.

"What can I do for you?"

The woman's voice was clear, and the words she used did not sound like someone from the slums.

They all heard what she said.

She was the real "Blackfeather".

Even if she wasn't, with her ability to kill the seventeen Transcendents, it would not be difficult for her to kill the twenty-three people on their side.

But they were also in the wrong. After all, they had used her name to do many things …

Now it depended on what her purpose was.

If they really wanted to pursue the matter, then the three Transcendents would risk their lives to stop her and give the others a chance to escape.

But other than two or three people who were slightly cowering, the others did not have the intention to escape.

Even if they were trembling in fear, they did not have the intention to escape.

Wang Quan did not waste any time and spread his hands. "Please give me money."

"Huh?" The woman in red was dumbfounded.

"Shouldn't I pay you for using my name? You know what portrait rights are, right? You are using it for commercial purposes. "Wang Quan said confidently.

The main reason was that the world was still in the early stages of capitalism and industrial revolution, and it was basically barbaric.

Otherwise, after it stabilized, the copyright police would appear.

For example, Disney, or Nintendo.

Looking at the way this girl dressed, she was obviously the kind of person who should not be in the slums.

Also, the tone of her voice and the way she spoke, as well as her subconscious movements and posture, she was obviously a child of an aristocratic family.

And from the voice and the eyes behind the mask, she was not old.

Heh, what a hot-blooded aristocratic girl who betrayed her own class!

Wang Quan was very pleased.

Although there would not be a class that betrayed the interests of the class, as expected, no matter which world it was, there would be individuals who betrayed their own class.

There was Ah Q who wanted to be Master Zhao's dog, and naturally there would be individuals who betrayed the aristocracy and the capitalist class.

For no reason, Wang Quan's mood suddenly improved a lot.

"You should have money." When this person was happy, even his tone became more relaxed. "How about it? As long as you give me money, I can help you do what you want to do. If the difficulty is high, you only need to pay more. Very fair, right?"

Ichiro Kenike needed to find a reason for himself, and so did Wang Quan.

He did not want to be a saint, but he could let his temper handle things that made him unhappy. This kind of thing was still something he could do.

And with the reason of "pay more", he did not need to participate in it.

At least he was not thick-skinned enough to call himself a "revolutionary."

The red coat "Hei Yu" was silent for a long time, then slowly said: "I have no money."

"That's impossible." Wang Quan laughed. "You're telling me you don't have money with your clothes? I'm not an idiot. "

The woman took a step back and slowly took off her hood, and a head of dazzling blonde hair that was as dazzling as the sun slanted down.

She slowly took off her mask, and behind it was a devastatingly beautiful face.

"My name is Sephina, and I am the illegitimate child of Viscount Rafa. My mother was only a maid in the viscount's house, and she was kicked out after she became pregnant with me. I have no money. "

She said calmly, "This equipment was given to me by my sister, Sephina. She is the first in line to the viscount's throne."