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Anora’s anger accumulated on her chest, she wished to die with the demon now, a little bit of reason passed, she pinched one of her thighs, but this pain was not comparable to the pain in her heart. +++Mobile reading visit m.lightnovelpub.net

"I don't understand what your Highness meant. My relatives are in Apocalypse. There is nothing to do with me here."

Roger sneered, moved his hands away from her shoulders, turned his back to her, and announced in a cold to cruel voice:

"Since it has nothing to do with you, then I don't have to worry about it. The untouchables here are really unsightly... Take advantage of the cleanup tonight."

The cold voice was like babbling from the depths of hell. Annora looked at Roger's uncertain face and couldn't tell if it was a temptation to her, but he didn't give her time to think.

Almost as soon as Roger’s voice fell, the dark night sky was illuminated by helicopter searchlights as if day. A huge buzzing sound hovered over the city, and the wind blowing from dozens of helicopter propellers made Anora unable to open her eyes. Chu.

Her snow-white skirt and long brown chestnut hair fluttered up and down with the wind, and her thin body under the night sky looked like a butterfly that would take the wind away at any time.

She clenched her fists tightly, her nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, and her brain was running fast. Although she did not know how her identity was exposed until now, this situation no longer allows her to entangle this. .

If she didn't admit that she was Nora Gilgood, Roger gave an order, and this devastated city would once again be devastated.

And she admits that she is Nora Gilgood, Roger will surely cut the roots, and that family hatred will never be hated.

She is only three steps away from Roger. If she fights for a fight now, she might have some chances of winning, but even if she makes the move, her identity will inevitably be revealed at that time. King Tyra must be furious, and the people here are still not immune.

After thinking about it, she is doomed to lose no matter how this battle is counted.

She was not as cruel and cruel as Roger, the more she worried, the more restrained she was.

"His Royal Highness is going to razor the whole city to the ground just by his own pleasure?" Anora's voice was surprisingly calm, without any emotion.

Roger was a little disappointed when he didn't hear the answer he wanted, but his temptation had just begun. He believed that Nora was a kind person. If she were Nora, she would definitely not use the entire city to bet against him. A possibility.

"Why not? The people in this city are displaced, can't eat enough, don't have enough clothes, people die every day, and the bones are left unattended, and they rot with the soil, and the breeding germs go to torment the living people, such a place. It's just a purgatory on earth, and it can only be reborn if it is completely destroyed."

Roger’s voice was unusually indifferent, as if he had fallen into his own great plan. The chilling confidence made Anora tremble uncontrollably.

"I kept it before, just to look at Nora's face, thinking that if she is alive, if she can come back here, she should still shed a tear and smile for those ants." Roger walked silently. Going behind her, wrapped her hands around her soft waist, and pressed her chin gently behind her head.

Continued in a cruel and seductive voice: "But if you are not, then there is nothing worthy of nostalgia here. Rather than let them lose all their human dignity here, it is better to make an end for them instead of waiting forever. The'Guardian' who will never appear again."

Protector?

The former Gilgood family is indeed the protector of this land. Their ancestors have guarded the city for generations, allowing the citizens to live in peace, but happiness disappeared overnight with the demise of the Gilgood family.

Now, can she really use the lives of these people to gamble, betting that a demon will mercifully let them go at the last minute?

And is his so-called "affectionate" true? Or was it just an excuse to lead her to appear?

If it's an excuse, the scene is a bit past.

But if it is true, how to explain the genocide?

Nora fought inwardly, and his calm eyes fell on Roger, trying to see the true way of thinking in his heart. But she can't see and understand anything!

But she knew that even if she couldn't protect this place, she would have to drag the people who ruined everything to their backs! Since there is no way out, let Roger be buried with all of this!

"I hate being threatened by others. Perhaps the An family is not as rich and wealthy as the Tyra royal family, but the backbone is a little bit rich, and the big deal is gone. I believe Prince Sugar will thank me for helping him. , Will also keep my family."

Anora smiled slightly and glanced at the helicopter hovering above her head. Taking advantage of Roger's loss of consciousness, she had already touched Roger's forehead, and a series of movements were silent, but with fatal danger.

Roger also looked at her with his eyes facing each other. Her eyes were stubborn and uncompromising. He couldn't help but hook his mouth. "Interesting, how much do you think you have? Do you think Sugel will really help you?"

"It probably only takes less than a second to pull the trigger." Anora looked at Roger indifferently, "As for how Prince Sugar would do it, that's a matter of hindsight, naturally someone behind him will take over."

"You don't know how to shoot at all." Roger looked around in a circle, "What will happen if you do it now?"

"It's just a ruin that has long since disappeared in the long river of history. It is the honor of this land to be buried with the noble Crown Prince Tyra." Her eyes were firm, and she did not flinch.

"If you do it now, I really can't survive this distance, but in the next second you will be beaten into a sieve by them."

"If I was afraid of death, I wouldn't do it."

"If I can die with you, I don't mind." Roger sneered, his eyes flowed with affection, and the words spoken in the next second made people shudder. "But if everyone in this city is You and I will be buried, will you be willing?"

Anora hooked her mouth, and there was a layer of water vapor in her eyes for a moment, and in a flash, her messy hair was blown on her face.

"I think they are willing." Anora's gun hand trembled slightly, but he did not deviate from the target by a millimeter from start to finish.

"I swear to my own life in the name of Crown Prince Tyra, Nora Gilgood’s life can be exchanged for theirs. Doing this is just for you to admit your identity. Is it so difficult for a person to admit your identity? ?"

Roger looked at Annola with puzzled eyes.

Anora smiled slightly, and she was also puzzled, "His Royal Highness has the answer in her heart, why bother with the answer from others? I will give you the last chance to let them quit, or die here together?"

Although she had a smile on her face, the chill in her voice made Roger vigilant.

"I just want to know why you hate me." Roger said.

"Heh—" Anora smiled, "Your Highness is worried."

At this moment, she absolutely cannot admit that she is Nora Gilgood, otherwise these people will only die faster.

This is a bet, whoever persists to the end will win, she is not afraid of death.

But she didn’t want to dying and still hurt the people here. These people have lived to now show that Roger has no interest in them, so as long as Nora does not appear, they can at least keep

Previous life.

Anora looked at the shivering mother and daughter hiding under the wall not far away, trying to push back the tears. At this time, she absolutely couldn't show herself.

Years of suffering have made people here have a keen sense of danger, and a battle as big as tonight may make the whole city unable to sleep peacefully for a few days.

"Nora, put down the gun and they can live."

"Their life or death has nothing to do with me, I only care about myself."

Anora said, turning her wrists, and holding Roger's neck with her other hand, dragged him back into the helicopter parked aside.

The surroundings were quiet, Roger was in Anora's hands, and no one dared to do it.

Roger was very cooperative. Seeing that Anora showed no signs of compromise, he could only give up. He waved his hand to evacuate the people. At the same time, he also removed the confinement of the city, and the night sky returned to deathly silence again.

Nora's hatred for him was deeper than he thought, so he almost guessed the answer.

"You don't think that I ruined this city?"

"Does it have nothing to do with me?" Anora sneered.

It was she who watched him leave the castle with her own eyes, and the castle collapsed behind him with her own eyes. Everything she had was buried here.

Roger half leaned on the seat while restraining her. The driver in the front row was a bit confused about the current situation, but looking at the gun in Anora's hand, he did not dare to act rashly.

"Since it has nothing to do with you, why do you point your gun at me?" Roger looked at Annola in his spare time, his tone was not as cold as before, "Since you keep saying that you have nothing to do with the people in this city, and Why should you be so annoyed?"

Annola curled her lips in disdain, and said in a cold but charmingly charming tone: "I'm furious? I just don't like being threatened with a gun to the head."

"Oh?" Roger gave a meaningful glance at the gun in her hand, which clearly meant that there was someone else who was pointed at the head with the gun now.

Anora looked at him with a naive and innocent look, but her eyes were full of murderous aura: "If it weren’t for your Royal Highness to send me here in the middle of the night and transfer so many helicopters to face me, the safety of life would have been so severely affected. Threats, of course I have to protect myself. Of course, if your Highness is willing to calm down and talk about it, there are still talks."

"If I really want their lives, why make it so complicated? Just send someone to razor this place to the ground." Roger sighed, his tone filled with helplessness, "I know I can't let you go for a while. Trust me, why don't you go somewhere with me?"

Anora looked at him carefully, his eyes were very sincere, and there was some truth in what she said, but she still couldn't completely let go of her guard, after all, he was a trick for a while, who knows which sentence is true and which sentence is. false.

Seeing that she hadn't spoken, Roger knew the doubts in her heart. If she didn't give her some strong proof, she would never believe him.

"Let me get up." Roger raised his eyebrows and motioned to Anora to remove the gun.

Annola rolled her eyes, pointed at his gun and said, "Is your majesty looking stupid?"

Are you kidding me? Let him go, how is her safety guaranteed? In case he comes back on a whim and the helicopter comes back, then she really can only stare.

"Don't worry, otherwise, I can give you the phone so that I can't contact others, can you be a little more relieved?" Roger raised his hand and stretched it into his pocket.

"Don't move!" Anora put a gun to Roger's head, freed a hand and searched in his jacket pocket. "Where is it?"