Chapter 49 Control

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Six on the left, seven on the right.

After the two gestures were completed in an instant, a dazzling brilliance bloomed in Jason's hands.

Ah ah ah ah ah!

The unsuspecting attacker rolled over, covering his eyes.

The darkness in front of Jason's eyes gradually dissipated. Although it has not completely faded away, the blurred figures can already be seen.

that's enough!

Jason charged towards the attacker who could use the arcane technique.

The short-handled wide-blade machete in his hand slashed straight down.

puff!

After a knife, the other party stopped rolling, and there was no sound.

However, the screams did not stop.

It wasn't just this one attacker who was enveloped by the [Flash Technique], there were several around.

Without pausing, Jason took one knife at a time, one knife at a time.

After quickly learning about these sudden attackers, Jason discovered that Raymond, who had been shot several times, did not die.

The other party's eyes widened, staring blankly at the night sky, his chest undulating slightly.

Glancing at Raymond's injury, Jason, who thought he couldn't handle it properly, turned his head and walked towards the attacker who could use secret techniques. Behind him, 'Sniper' Raymond raised his hand with all his strength. Weakly fell to the ground.

His gaze towards the night sky became more and more empty.

Jason carefully searched for the loot.

Unfortunately the result was unsatisfactory.

Except for 20 dels and 3 dels, the opponent had a dagger and a flintlock pistol on his body.

It's just normal stuff, without any fragrance.

Jason stood up disappointed,

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Search for other attackers.

Except for the weapons, even the coins are pitiful.

More than a dozen people add up to only 4 Dels.

The clothes of these attackers are also very tattered. Although they are local people's clothes, they are mainly dirty and shabby. Only the user of the secret technique is slightly better, but it is also better. It can only be said that it is clean.

"Which force is this?"

Before finding the exact imprint, Jason couldn't judge at all.

Fortunately, footsteps sounded in the distance.

Little Lid brought someone.

Gerrard's valet took over the rest.

"what!"

Little Lid was surprised when he saw Raymond the Sniper.

Obviously, he was surprised by the tenacious vitality of the other party.

"There's a living mouth here!"

"Rescue this first!"

Little Lid shouted at the people behind him.

Then, he quickly took out a brand new coat and put it on Jason, who was in ragged clothes.

The whole process is very skilled.

Obviously not the first time this has been done.

"My lord, please go back to 111 Durham Street."

"Let me do the rest."

Little Lid said softly.

"Um."

Jason nodded.

He doesn't do everything.

Because some things are left to professionals, far better than the amateur.

The carriage is already ready.

As Jason got into the carriage, the two followers followed on horseback.

The surrounding guards watched the carriage go away at the same time.

Strength is always the capital to win the respect of others.

And fighting side by side will speed up the process.

...

Just as Jason rode back to 111 Durham Street.

Gerald, who kept receiving messages, had a gloomy expression on his face.

He rang the bell in the room.

Unlike others, this bell leads to the old housekeeper Lid's room.

About two minutes later, Lid appeared in the study on the fifth floor in a housekeeper's uniform.

"Why did you give the invitation to Jason."

Gerald asked in a low voice.

"Yes, Lord Hans's order."

The old butler said truthfully.

Mother?

Gerald was taken aback.

The man in charge of Hans Harbor thought a lot, not only the negligence of the old butler, but also some of the testing methods that the old butler used.

Either way, he can understand.

Although still angry.

However, he never thought of being his own mother.

"Mother why did she do this?"

"Jason is my cousin!"

"It's her only nephew!"

Gerald asked impatiently.

The voice seemed to be raised a little because of the emotion.

However, Gerald did not think that the old butler would answer him.

So, after he finished speaking, he was going to ask his mother directly.

But what the Hans harbour manager didn't expect was that the old butler spoke again.

"It's exercise!"

"Master Hans is training Your Excellency Jason!"

"That one can't stand it anymore!"

"The harbour of Hans is far more dangerous than any moment - young eagles cannot spread their wings without experiencing wind and rain."

The old butler said word by word, earnestly.

Gerald looked at the old butler.

After a while, the frown slightly loosened.

"is that so?"

Gerald muttered to himself.

"certainly."

"Your Excellency Jason is the only nephew of Lord Hans."

"Also your cousin!"

"Because of this, Mr. Hans doesn't want your Excellency Jason to have an accident!"

The old butler nodded.

This reason in line with expectations persuaded Gerrard.

Then, the head of the Hans Seaport started to think seriously.

"Jason's strength is good, but it is also good, and there are still some ways to deal with it..."

"And those secret techniques cannot be practiced in a short period of time."

"Some rare items?"

Gerald murmured.

Looking at Gerald in this state, the old butler couldn't help sighing in his heart.

Known child Moruomu.

Lord Hans completely controlled Lord Gerald's inner thoughts and knew how to persuade his son.

And Lord Gerald...

There are some things you don't experience for yourself.

can never be understood.

The old butler, who was thinking silently in his heart, started to prepare dinner for Jason according to Gerald's instructions.

Gerald went downstairs.

He was ready to meet his cousin in person.

Although there is still some recklessness in the details, but the same fighting style as him makes the Hans harbour master very happy.

I think this is proof of blood ties.

The same tall, muscular body.

Same fighting style.

Although the looks are not similar, that's enough, isn't it?

When he passed the second floor, seeing those 'relatives' who were flatteringly looking at him, Gerald's eyes immediately showed disgust, especially when compared with his cousin, the disgust became more and more intense.

He didn't expel these guys directly, which was the greatest tolerance.

However, he also asked Little Lid to investigate these people again.

He always felt that these people came to cheat food and drink after careful disguise.

The gate at 111 Durham Street.

Denise was already waiting here when Gerald came out.

Denise, who was sitting on the steps with her hands on her knees, looked at the door quietly, like a dog waiting for its owner to come home.

After the carriage appeared in the field of vision, Denise jumped up and rushed towards the carriage.

Looking at the swaying sarong, Gerald always had the image of a wagging dog's tail in his mind.

Shaking his head, Gerald smiled and walked down the steps.

Jason saw Denise, and he saw Gerald.

This made Jason, who had just finished eating and remained happy, smile.

But the next moment,

The person who appeared in the field of vision made Jason frown.