Chapter 102: The Red Token Baron’s Mansion
In a dark and dark alley.
The blazing flames rose up, burning the corpses and armors all over the ground unbridled.
The fire in Nanli gradually extinguished until everything was burned away.
Huo Jixing put away the long knife he was holding tightly in his hand, turned around and walked to Franky.
The reason why he didn't leave alive was because the gray wolf Franky would tell him everything next, including the imperial pension and the people behind it.
"It's your turn now, Franky!"
Huo Jixing squatted down, looking down at the trembling old man with calm eyes, stretched out his slender palm and closed it chin.
"Flame. Extraordinary.!"
Frankie looked at the handsome young man in front of him in horror. He resisted the severe pain in his body and squirmed, trying to stay away from him.
"I ask, you answer, do you understand?"
Huo Jixing patted Franky's old face, as if he was afraid of shocking the other person, and spoke with a soft smile.
This is very different from the rumored character of Gray Wolf Franky.
Insidious, ruthless, vicious and unscrupulous are the synonyms of the gray wolf.
Then why are you so humble and fearful in front of him?
He somewhat doubted whether he had made a mistake, but judging from the private soldiers and guards of the nobles who had just besieged him, the old man in front of him was indeed Franky.
Frankie licked his bitten lips and looked at the smiling face of the handsome young man. His heart gradually became cold because he could not see the slightest smile on the other side.
“Understood!”
Finally, he lowered his head in front of the handsome young man who looked like a flame demon.
Above the dark sky.
Scattered snowflakes were still falling, gradually covering the ground.
Area on the edge of slums.
Four or five inconspicuous wooden houses are crowded together. They may be too dilapidated and crude, and have not been inhabited for a long time.
Huo Jixing carried Franky to the third wooden house and looked at it with red eyes.
Seeing that no one was living inside, thick dust accumulated on the ground and broken wooden tables, and traces left by many thieves could also be seen.
Crunch!
Huo Jixing pushed open half of the wooden door, casually dropped Frankie to the ground.
He looked at the environment of the wooden house and walked to the edge of the innermost wall, where some garbage was piled up.
Pfft!
The red-gold fireworks ignited, and under exquisite control, fell into the garbage pile, burning away all the garbage and dust in front of them.
Then Huo Jixing came over, half-crouched, stretched out his hand and tapped lightly on the third old wooden board.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
"Solid?"
Huo Jixing frowned and looked at the pale Franky. When he nodded, he moved his fingers, gently poked through the wooden board, and carefully moved it away.
Under the plank.
It's a little bit of mud mixed with earthy yellow, and there's a layer of exactly the same wooden board.
"Same size, same thickness, and the same material." Huo Jixing looked at the arrangement in front of him, thoughtfully.
Exquisite design, unexpected location.
He somewhat admired Franky, who was indeed a rising hero in the slums.
Unfortunately, his greed has doomed everything.
Huo Jixing continued to pick up the second wooden board, and then saw a sealed brown wooden box surrounded by soil.
He stretched out his hand to sweep away the dirt, opened the wooden box, and found that it was filled with letters full of handwriting, with many messages marked on the back.
"No amount of gold and silver can guarantee that I can leave the capital of Noxus. Only these things are my hope of survival."
Franky has already given up struggling. The wrinkles on his prominent forehead and corners of his eyes have become denser, making him look older.
"Now that I am in your hands, I have lost all hope!"
He looked at Huo Jixing, at the wooden box in his hand, and spoke with a ferocious voice.
"These things, whether handed over to the Imperial Military Headquarters or to General Darius, are enough to execute Baron Calvin."
Huo Jixing raised his brows slightly, his eyes falling on that area. On the piece of paper, I started to read through it.
[The children in the almshouse were sent to Baron Calvin as required. ]
[Gang profits and dividends are sent to the guard of the Imperial Military Department. ]
[Received a request from Centurion Charlie, ambushed the caravan, killed fifteen people in the gang, and all supplies went to Centurion Charlie. ]
[The imperial pension is issued. There is internal information from the Imperial Military Department, and the pension is intercepted in advance. ]
Huo Jixing's eyes lit up and he began to carefully select the imperial pension letterhead and write his identity and address information on the back of the paper.
“This is.” Huo Jixing’s expression grew colder.
He looked down at the letter in his hand, then turned it over and saw the name——
Sheruba, Noxian veteran, slain.
“Tsk, tsk, Baron Calvin!” Huo Jixing was furious in his heart, and the red-gold Nanli fire appeared on his fingertips, almost burning the letter in his hand.
Shortly afterwards, he saw a familiar name again -
Tulio, the Noxian Shieldguard, had been killed.
"Ha!" Huo Jixing couldn't help it any longer and chuckled, looking coldly at the brightly lit Immortal Fortress.
"Baron Calvin, I will definitely let you taste the most cruel torture in the world!"
Seeing Huo Jixing put the wooden box back into place and walked towards him.
Frankie squirmed up, looked up at the handsome young man with a smile in front of him, and said with difficulty.
“Don’t forget my conditions, I want that guy Calvin to be saved forever!” Huo Jixing squatted down, stared at Franky’s old face, and nodded gently: “Don’t worry, I will abide by my conditions. The promise!”
This slumlord's hands are already stained with Noxian blood.
But Huo Jixing couldn't refuse the exchange terms he finally proposed.
The teacher is famous!
He needed what Franky had in hand, and it was also a preparation for self-protection afterwards.
And it happened that the conditions proposed by the other party were the same as what I wanted to do, so I agreed.
Huo Jixing carried Franky's body and walked out of the wooden house, along the alley and came to a quiet and uninhabited place.
Clang!
He pulled out the long knife from his waist, looked directly into Franky's bloody eyes, and gently slit the other man's throat.
Then, fix him at a high point with his eyes facing the Immortal Fortress.
“Remember, don’t close your eyes!”
"When the flames light up, it will be the fall of Baron Calvin!"
Snowy winter night.
Outside the capital of Noxus, on the flat and clean main road.
Huo Jixing walked and came under the high dark gray wall. As if he was remembering something, he looked at the location of the tavern he had been to before.
In my impression, the business was good and the tavern, which was crowded with people, completely collapsed. Traces of flames could be seen, and pieces of wood and stones that had cracked due to high temperature were scattered on the ground.
"It really doesn't leave any traces!"
Huo Jixing had to lament Baron Calvin's cruel methods, and he did not regard the mud-legged people in the slums as human beings.
In just two or three days, this tavern had been reduced to ruins, leaving only a desolate atmosphere.
Keep moving forward.
About tea time, Huo Jixing came to the dark gray high wall.
Compared with looking from a distance, the dark gray high wall in front of you is filled with a strong historical atmosphere and looks more solemn and mysterious.
The hanging red flags made a rustling sound in the cold wind, like the sounds of countless killings, telling the history of the bloody battles of the Noxian warriors.
In the middle of the dark gray high wall, a majestic and huge metal door opens inwards.
On both sides of the door were rows of armored Noxian soldiers guarding them. Their bodies were upright, and their cold eyes patrolled anyone who entered the city wall.
Huo Jixing stepped forward, the smell of blood remaining on his body seemed to attract his attention.
A column of Noxian soldiers came over quickly, led by a strong man wearing a heavy helmet. His eyes glanced at Huo Jixing, focusing on the long knife hanging on his waist.
"Identity?"
"The tenth commander of the Northland Battle Group!" Huo Jixing smiled, took out a bloody token from his arms, and threw it to the strong man in front of him. A handsome man.
After receiving the blood token, the sturdy man looked through it carefully, then his expression suddenly became solemn, and he respectfully handed back the blood token.
“No problem, you can go in.”
Huo Jixing nodded, took the bloody token, stuffed it into his arms, and continued walking towards the Immortal Fortress.
"Chief Commander, that guy has the same position as you, why are you so respectful?"
Looking at Huo Jixing's leaving back, a soldier guarding the city curiously asked his Commander long.
"What is that guy?" The strong man stretched out his hand and slapped the guarding soldier, and spoke in a solemn voice.
“Be respectful, the other person is a bloody elite, directly affiliated with General Darius’ ace battle group.”
"As for me, I'm just a non-commissioned officer guarding the city."
"Ah, in that case, the adults who just entered can directly join General Darius' Trifari Corps?" The soldiers guarding the city were surprised. said.
"Definitely."
The strong man looked at Huo Jixing's leaving back and said with envy.
The Trefari Legion is the most elite, most respected and battle-hardened military force in the Noxus Empire.
Most importantly, it was led by General Darius himself.
Cross the city wall corridor and enter the Immortal Fortress.
Huo Jixing stood there, looking at the majestic buildings in front of him like brilliant stars, and then he truly discovered the greatness of this majestic capital city.
As far as the eye can see, the dark gray stone bricks form a continuous wall, like dark clouds falling, with a heavy force coming towards the face.
Claustrophobic and narrow streets, stretching along the main roads, divide the city into different areas.
The streets on both sides are not the bustling and noisy shops that they usually look like.
Looking closely, you can see the densely packed walls in the dark light of the eaves. Almost all the architectural styles tend to be solemn and heavy, as if they are military fortresses guarding the central palace complex.
Looking around, Huo Jixing could see many pedestrians wearing all kinds of clothes even late at night. They were struggling to survive and running for a day's worth of daily necessities.
However, compared to the slums outside the Noxus capital, the environment and atmosphere here are much better, like the difference between heaven and hell.
Huo Jixing walked along the narrow street with a calm expression.
According to the address information provided by Franky, while asking passers-by, he came to the towering buildings near the central palace.
It is also the noble area within the Immortal Fortress.
“It’s not here anymore!” Huo Jixing stared at the brightly lit and gorgeous buildings and continued walking inside.
"Well, the noble Baron Calvin, we are about to meet!"
(End of this chapter)