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Roger gritted his teeth and said, thinking about the death of his father ten days ago, and thinking about the lifeless body he just saw. He couldn't help but landed with hateful fists one after another. Suger's body. +++Mobile reading visit m.lightnovelpub.net

"Enough, Roger, if you hit him again, he will be dead." Anora watched and saw that his emotions were almost vented, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "There are media reporters over there, and you can't kill him. It's now!"

Roger paused for a while, slowly lowered his hand, looked at Sugel's red, purple and bruised face, and asked indifferently: "Are you going to give up or die?"

"I'll give up, give up!" Suger knows the current affairs well and immediately begged for mercy: "As long as you don't kill me, I will return the throne to you immediately."

Roger curled up his lips, grabbed his neck and stood up, shouting loudly, "Suger is defeated. Those who immediately put down their weapons can forgive immortality. If you insist on resisting, kill him!"

"Stop it all, stop it!" Sugel shouted after him.

The fighting ceased, only the endless river of blood flowing on the ground showed the cruelty of this war. However, after all, the dust settled.

After Suger was imprisoned, Ryan immediately led the people to clean up the battlefield, and Gretel was responsible for appeasing the frightened reporters and the people. By the way, he screened the messages that could be properly sent out on the camera, and it was not conducive to the erection of Roger. All positive videos are deleted.

Roger and Anora immediately left the palace and rushed to bury the old king.

Because the old king has always been low-key, happy and quiet, and doesn't like the excitement, even though he successfully seized the throne, Roger did not reorganize the funeral, but let his father enter the land for peace.

Returning to the royal city, it would have been an accident. Roger Ma kept holding a meeting of nobles, so as to pull down those who had submitted to Sugel.

Anora had nothing to do, so she naturally went to Sugel in the dungeon to ask about Gilgood.

There was not enough light in the dungeon, and a faint smell of blood wafted through it. Anora frowned and walked to the cell at the end under the guidance of the bodyguard.

Across the iron railing, a person can be seen lying on the bed with his back to the door, motionless, and it seems that the figure is Suger.

"Sugar," Anora raised his hand and tapped the iron bar, trying to get his attention: "I have a few questions for you."

Suger ignored her, but obviously heard her voice because his body trembled slightly.

Anora frowned and asked directly: "Seven years ago, Irene Frank sent someone to overthrow the Gilgood family. Did you help her?"

Suger's body was shaking more severely.

Anora stared at Sugel's back, her doubts growing. Even if he has been defeated, he was once such an invincible person, how could he tremble with fear because of her few words?

"Something's wrong, you open the door to see him." Anora took a step back and ordered the bodyguard.

The bodyguard took a step forward and took out the key to open the cell door. Just as he was about to lean in, a stern shout came from the corner.

"Anora, you bitch, go to hell!"

I saw an unkempt, blood-stained woman shouting and rushing out, with the weapon in her hand aimed directly at Anora, and she was about to pull the trigger immediately.

Before the bodyguards had time to react, Anora squatted short, supported her with both hands on the ground, bouncing up, raised her hand to twist the woman's arm, and was about to knock down the gun, but she heard a "　" sound. There was a loud noise, and the gun in the woman's hand went off.

A bullet penetrated the woman's skull, and blood gurgled out, she fell to the ground, revealing a twisted face.

It's Irene!

Why is Irene here? Also stupidly died in his own hands!

There was a "cock" in Anora's heart. She rushed into the cell and turned the man on the bed who was shaking like a sieve... Where is Sugel, he is clearly a middle-aged man with a face full of fear!

Seeing that things were revealed, the middle-aged man "poofed"

Kneeling down on the ground, desperately begging for mercy to Anora: "Don't kill me, I was forced to, forgive me!"

"Who are you? Where's Sugel?"

Seeing that the darkness under Anola's eyes was almost condensed, his expression was even more frightening. Wherever the middle-aged man dared to lie, he immediately trembled and said, "I am his stand-in. He locked me here and pretended to be him, and escaped by himself. ."

Okay! Suger not only has a stand-in, but also has extra energy to escape! The current scene is completely reversed!

"Do you know where he fled?" Anora asked again.

The middle-aged man shook his head desperately: "I'm just an insignificant stand-in, I don't know anything, please let me go!"

Yes, how can one learn more about a chess piece used to replace the dead? But the truth that was so close at hand disappeared again, making Annola's mood hit the bottom. She didn't want to be soft-hearted, and coldly ordered: "Kill him, and then throw him into the sea with the Miss Frank's family to feed the sharks! "

"No! I don't want to die!"

The middle-aged man wailed desperately, but Anola ignored it, turned and left, and then the sorrowful wailing stopped in the sound of gunfire.

It was late at this time, and the gusty wind screamed, mixed with raindrops, falling down.

Anora looked up at the dark sky, stood blankly for a while, suddenly missed her parents!

They should blame her in the sky, right? Obviously we have caught the murderer, but let them escape again and again, going round and round, just can't find out the truth!

She is useless! Too useless!

"Nora! What are you doing?" Accompanied by a worried voice, a warm dress was draped over her shoulders, and the familiar arms wrapped her around her, and the rain on her face disappeared.

Roger held the umbrella and saw her face covered with water marks. He was immediately distressed, and his distressed voice was immediately lowered by eight degrees: "Why are you crying? Who bullied you?"

"You were busy just now, I didn't bother you," Anno grabbed his hand tightly, and said with a choked voice: "Sugar ran away!"

"Running?" Roger was incredulous at first, then he lowered his face: "Have you sent someone to chase?"

Anora nodded.

No matter how sad, she still did not miss the things she should do. When she came out of the dungeon, she had already informed Ryan that Sugel had escaped.

Ryan immediately arranged for manpower to search along the road, but there was no news to return for the time being.

"Don't worry," Roger lowered his head and gently rubbed her damp hair with his chin: "As long as he is still alive, we can get him back sooner or later. Now you go back and take a shower first, and then take a good shower. Rest, okay?"

"What about you?" The body temperature passed from him comforted Annola's heart to a great extent. She calmed down and felt ashamed that she was too dependent on him, while worrying: "Is the meeting finished?"

"It's over, I'll accompany you to rest." Roger walked forward under the umbrella, holding her hand, passing through the corridors, and coming to a milky white palace: "This is my underage. The residence has been taken care of by someone for these years, so let's rest here tonight!"

"Okay." There were clean clothes in the palace, exactly the size of Anora. She took a suit and went into the bathroom to wash. When she came out with a suit of water vapor, she saw Roger sitting in front of the sofa with a bowl on the coffee table in front of her. Hot soup.

"Why don't you blow your hair?" Roger sighed softly and handed over the thick soup first, "You got rained, this soup keeps out the cold, drink it while it's hot!"

"It's okay, I'm in good health and won't get sick." Thinking that she had brushed her teeth, Annola really didn't bother to do it again, so she said to him: "You are also exposed to the wind outside, you drink!"

Roger had no choice but to let her sit down on the sofa on the other side, then took the towel in her hand and wiped it carefully. After wiping off the water floating on the surface, he took the hair dryer again, and moved his fingers slightly awkwardly between her hair.

His movements were very gentle, and Anora used them very well. With his head outside his hands, he fell asleep without knowing it.

Roger caught a glimpse, funny and distressed, and when her hair was completely dried, he bent down and prepared to put her on the bed to sleep.

However, as soon as he applied the force, he felt dizzy for a while, and he almost couldn't stand firmly. Fortunately, the dizziness passed quickly, and he stood up straight quickly.

Anora seemed to feel a little bit, but didn't wake up, rubbed her soft face on his arm, found a suitable angle, and fell asleep again.

Roger looked at his trembling fingers, his heart aching.

It turns out that his body is so useless!

In fact, Roger had met Shaoji before the meeting of the nobles, but she had nothing to do after detoxification, and suggested that he go to the hospital for a full-body examination to see which internal organs were damaged, and then determine the future treatment plan with the dean.

And these things are no longer what she is good at.

After shaking his mind, Roger carefully hugged Anora, gently placed it on the bed, and then washed himself, then went into the bed, and hugged her in his arms extremely reluctantly.

How long can you hold her like this? In case he is really dead soon, can he selfishly circle her around?

He can't!

Heartache was wringing, and Roger almost stayed up all night.

However, Annola slept well all night, and saw her parents in her dream. After waking up, she suggested to Roger that she wanted to go to her parents’ grave and worship.

If it was usual, Roger would definitely be reluctant to part with her, at least he would have to stay with her, but thinking of Shao Ji, he stayed on the grounds of being busy and sent another three teams of elites to accompany her to protect her.

Despite the lack of energy, Roger pretends well, and Anora is not suspicious. After all, the dust had just settled, and it was normal for him as the heir to be unable to get away. So after telling him not to be too tired, he left by himself.

Watching Anora leave, Roger ordered Gritt to come, and he changed his clothes and waited for him.

As soon as Gritt appeared, his face was shocked and said: "Oh, brother, I heard that Miss Annola is out, you are not accompanied, did you suddenly change sex, or empathize?"

After speaking, he found that Roger was dressed in unusual clothes, and he was also wearing a black mask to cover his face. Only a pair of eyes were exposed outside. It could be described as tightly covered, and he was even more surprised: "You are What kind of dress?"

"Glitter, take me to the hospital for an examination!" Roger stood up.

Gritt's face changed: "What do you mean? Where did you get hurt?" Don't blame Gritt for being surprised, after all, when they lay face to face yesterday, Roger was obviously fine!

Roger didn't want to say too much: "Check first, and I'll tell you later."

Greet was very acquainted, so he stopped asking. Seeing him, he knew that he did not want other people to find out about his illness, so he quietly took him to his private hospital and called the executive director directly. Checked inside and out.

There were some inspection results that I could not come out on the same day, but there was the boss of Gretel, so he rushed all the way, but half a day, all the inspection sheets were placed in front of the dean.

The dean looked through a few casually, his face became cold and pale, and his expression was also astonished. After reading all of them, there was only a sigh. "What did the patient eat?"

"Stop selling it, say it quickly," Seeing him like this, knowing that the result was not good, Gritt's heart sank, and then impatiently urged, "What's the matter with him?"

"From the esophagus, to the stomach, liver, spleen and other organs, all have been damaged to varying degrees," the dean glanced at the side sitting next to him, his face dull, without a word, and said carefully: "According to common sense , Add up these damages..."

As the dean said, he began to hesitate again.

Glitt was frightened when he heard it. He was really impatient now, and slammed his palm on the desk: "If you have something to say, what kind of man is he hesitating?"