"When our Gold Son is fighting in the internal battle, it's fun to send someone to assassinate me?" Roland asked with a smile.

The muscles on little John's face suddenly twitched. He looked at Roland, his eyes gradually turned red and his body trembled.

Finally, he stood up angrily and threw the books in his hand on the table with all his strength.

There was a crisp sound.

After a few breaths, the blue veins on the little John's neck were almost bursting out, his beard and hair were wide open, and he lowered his roar like a lion: "Roland, you are too much. I am staying at home every day now, and I don't even want to come out of the door. What else do you want me? As the city lord, I was forced to this point by you, and you even wronged me. Are you satisfied if I go to death?"

"I didn't want you to die." Roland smiled: "But now I suddenly feel that it's good for you to die."

Little John's hands trembled, his teeth creaked.

His anger and his grievances seemed to be about to overflow.

Seeing his appearance of wanting to kill people but not daring, Roland sneered: "Don't treat everyone else as fools. You want to provoke endless internal struggles from our Golden Son so that you can have a chance to develop again. But you forgot a little, you are smart and others are not stupid."

"I didn't!" Little John finally couldn't help it and roared out in anger.

"This time I can assume that nothing happened. You have to be glad that you didn't put your ideas on my relatives and friends." Roland, leaning against the door, stood up straight, his eyes becoming cold: "But if there is another next time, you will understand the consequences yourself."

Oh!

Roland left a sneer and turned around and left.

The door closed again and the room became dark again.

In the room, little John's cheek muscles kept shaking, making his expression distorted and ugly.

His expression also slowly turned from anger and hatred to powerlessness.

Finally, I sat back on the chair dejectedly, as if I had lost all my energy.

Roland came out of the castle and saw the lord's wife and her daughter still having afternoon tea in the garden.

When the two saw Roland, they stood up again.

Roland walked over and stood in front of them and smiled, "Sorry, I'm disturbing you."

The two of them were still nervous when they looked at Roland, but the city lord's wife still smiled and sent an invitation: "His Excellency Roland, how about having afternoon tea together?"

"Thank you." Roland refused: "I still have some things to deal with. I will definitely chat with two beautiful ladies next time I have the chance."

"That's a pity."

After Roland accused of guilt, he left the garden.

The city lord's wife sat down again and breathed a sigh of relief: "I don't have that kind of vicious aura on her body, so she shouldn't be here to find trouble."

"Actually, he is very nice to us, at least he didn't kill us, and he gave all the money he should give." The little daughter of the John family still looked a little light: "And last time I said that Old Ford wanted to occupy some of the remaining industries in our family, but was also stopped by his vice president? I also said that rules are rules. If you don't agree, you have to knock down the magic tower first."

The city lord's wife was silent for a while and said, "But I'm afraid your elder brother will do whatever he wants! After all, he is the city lord, and men are different from our women, so they will not accept their fate casually."

The younger daughter sighed: "I hope my brother won't mess around. Even my father can't beat them, so my brother won't do it."

Roland, who was walking on the street, didn't know about this.

In fact, he was a little vain just now. Facing a widow he created himself and the daughter of the deceased, his emotions in his heart were not as calm as they appeared.

In his imagination, these two women should hate themselves very much like little John.

But he didn't know that the family ties of the little John family were really weak, and the more than a year of superior and peaceful life had wiped out the hatred of the two women.

Most importantly, Roland has power.

Roland walked while observing the streets.

Compared to a year ago, the city is much cleaner.

Since Roland, Hawke and others took over most of the city's power, they have carried out some limited governance work, such as building sewers, building public toilets, and promoting the principle of diseases entering from the mouth.

The effect is not very good, but at least it is effective, and the whole city is not that dirty.

In addition, after breaking up with the Blade Wing Guild, the position of the sheriff fell into the hands of the Magic Tower, with Vincent as the other.

Vincent has a straightforward personality. Although he always thinks that the position of Sheriff is wasting his time learning and practicing magic, in fact, he has never dereliction of duty. In the past year, there are three little nobles who have been cut off their heads because of misconduct. As for the sneak attack and robbery, he broke his hands and legs and locked them in the cell, no one thousand or at least eight hundred.

The public security of the entire city has improved a lot.

This greatly improves the sense of security of civilians.

The sense of security is invisible and intangible, but it does exist.

The pedestrians on the street had obvious smiles on their faces.

Roland came to the Black Sand Gang's headquarters and walked in directly.

The younger brothers were so scared when they saw him that they ran upstairs and invited Gru down.

"His Excellency Roland, long time no see." Gru was embarrassed to see Roland. Because they stood in the wrong team last time, the entire Black Sand Gang is not favored by the Magic Tower, but because the Magic Tower did not announce that they would 'give up' them, he survived in a daze.

It’s just because of Sheriff Vincent’s activeness that the Black Sand Gang’s life is not easy now.

Roland looked around and his eyes fell on Gru, saying, "Tonight I will hold a banquet in the square in front of the Magic Tower. You can help me notify all the well-known people outside the City Lord's Mansion, whether they are nobles, scholars, big merchants, or gangsters, or even the merchants who temporarily live here."

"Tell them, I hope they'll have better come all if there's nothing important to do at night."

“Not tolerant of wind and rain!”

Looking at the calm expression and listening to the last word, Gru nodded repeatedly.

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 wine and delicacies needed for the dinner.

Andonara was a little puzzled: "You came back from studying abroad, it was probably the local nobles and gentry who organized a dinner together to celebrate it for me. Why did you invite them?"

"Because I'm a Hongmen Banquet."

After a well-versed language translation, Andonara understood the meaning of Hongmen Banquet.

Her eyes immediately became brighter: "You're going to kill someone? OK, I'll put on my armor and sharpen my sword. Then I'll cut whoever you ask me to cut."

At this time, Christine also came over, and the girl asked with expectation: "Master, if there is a noble girl to be killed, can you stop killing me and let me suck my mouth secretly?"

"no!"

Roland refused her firmly.
Chapter completed!