Chapter 10, The Mysterious Person

With a loud bang, a massive sign supported by an iron frame on the roof of a shop fell completely down, and the police officers who had been sheltering under the sign were immediately struck, caught directly by the falling sign

Suddenly, a gunshot caused the chaotic battlefield to fall silent. In the midst of the crowd, a tall and robust miner was seen clutching his chest as he collapsed to the ground, the pickaxe in his hand clattering to the ground with a sound.

He became somewhat anxious, but the handgun pointed at him left him with no way out

The resounding slogans echoed throughout the area, as the crowd shouted slogans while slowly advancing forward. In the blink of an eye, the police horse-drawn carriages that obstructed the road were toppled and destroyed, leaving only a pile of iron frames and wooden pieces

The officers who arrived first were confronting the crowd, and as soon as the officers armed with batons over one meter long arrived, the demeanor of the original officers immediately became arrogant.

Heller could only raise his hands high, pointing at this thing of his, which is certainly not a toy

However, those police officers struck down by the tiles can be considered fortunate. At the same time the tiles fell, another horse-drawn carriage was startled, and the fleeing officers were almost directly in the path of the collision. Aside from one or two who narrowly escaped, the other officers either fell under the hooves of the horses or were crushed beneath the wheels.

Upon considering this, Hel let the old man lead the way to his friend.

This is a warning: anyone who intends to resist will be dealt with ruthlessly

The gun was returned to the bag, and the package was stuffed back into its original place. What made Hel feel embarrassed was that a sweet, sultry whimper had already begun to ring in his ears, yet he did nothing at all.

Just as Hel was about to leave the alley with the package in hand, he heard a rapid sound of footsteps coming from within the alley

The individuals at the forefront of the crowd are all armed, yet their weapons vary widely. The most suitable weapons appear to be walking sticks and canes used by the elderly. The most intimidating weapons are the pickaxes and fire axes, typically wielded by miners. However, a greater number of people are equipped with kitchen implements such as brooms, long-handled spoons, and frying pans.

A person dressed in a high-ranking police officer's uniform, with a golden badge on his shoulder, stood atop a carriage by the roadside, shouting, with a smoking handgun in his hand

"No, please don't do that. I swear, I am definitely not a thief," Harlan quickly said

The voice of this mysterious person sounded somewhat hoarse, with a heavy nasal tone and a deep timbre. All these elements combined to give the voice a sense of maturity, even a feeling of weariness.

The gunfire finally rang out, and those officers already knew they were facing a formidable opponent

"Just now, I was among the crowd of the parade. Do you need me to continue explaining?" the young woman asked with a smile, her face leaning closer to Hel.

Gazing at that charming face, Hel's heart wavered; this was undoubtedly an irresistible temptation

The mysterious man's lips curled into a slight smile, for his prey had already fallen into the trap

"How is it going with https://mhetushucomcom? Don't you like it?" a young woman asked softly

After changing into a new set of clothes, the previously imposing mysterious figure in black transformed back into the largely unnoticed "Fallen Race" Hel

The woman's panicked reaction was entirely within Hel's expectations; however, her subsequent response was absolutely beyond what he had anticipated. She swiftly drew a palm-sized handgun from the bag hanging in the crook of her arm.

Regarding the old man's insistence, Hel could fully guess the reason. In fact, even for him, that girl was quite important. After glancing at the officers, he decided to take a risk.

However, that enchanting nasal tone, which evokes endless imagination, is indeed very useful. The hurried footsteps that seemed so urgent just a moment ago have now come to a halt. After a brief moment, those footsteps gradually faded away, scattered and distant.

Her voice sounded particularly sweet, filled with an ambiguous feeling

I want to save people, but unfortunately, I do not have the necessary tools, " Hel said, deflecting to the old man beside him.

Murdering to silence is the best choice, yet he feels unable to bring himself to do such a thing

Half an hour after Hel left, more police carriages gathered and rushed in from all directions, with officers armed with batons jumping down from the carriages

The reason why Hel possesses such courage is that he suspects the officers are not much stronger than those passionate patriots; they are also a group of rabble. Moreover, not all of these officers may genuinely wish to serve the Beirut authorities, so with sufficient intimidation, there is an eighty to ninety percent chance of breaking their will.

Seeing that the two sides had already confronted each other, Hel felt a slight sense of relief; however, he did not have high hopes for those impassioned patriots who had gathered temporarily.

Time passes swiftly, and the number of police officers arriving from all directions is increasing. Although their numbers are still far fewer than those of the demonstrators, the pressure they exert on the demonstrators is becoming increasingly heavy

On one side is a crowd that has gathered temporarily, while on the other side are well-trained police officers. One side has the advantage in numbers, while the other is equipped with superior weapons, capable of both offense and defense.

The mysterious figure seemed to completely disregard the approaching danger, still standing on the rooftop, loudly addressing us: "What you just witnessed is also a warning. To those working for the Beru people, I can understand your feelings. How many of you truly care for the Beru? The reason you are here is merely to secure your livelihood; why go to such lengths, fighting to the death against your own compatriots

He gently tapped his gloves with a riding crop while asking the other officers: "I believe everyone here is a true Asian, and there is no need for us to harm one another"

Those fortunate individuals standing at the entrance of the shop have the chance to escape a calamity, while the others are all like ripe wheat in autumn, being plowed down by the massive iron frame

The police officers and the crowd faced each other, with neither side daring to act rashly. The officers were hesitant to escort the captured individuals to the police vehicle, while those confronting the officers also did not dare to advance or take any action.

Was your performance just now a bit too excessive? What if those people come over without a care?" Hel continued to ask

Hidden among the clutter was a gray package. The mysterious figure in black glanced around to ensure no one was watching, swiftly removed their current outfit, and then took out another set of clothes from the gray package to change into.

Helr was in a state of panic, looking around. The walls on three sides were over ten meters high. Although they could be scaled, it would require time.

More than twenty officers simultaneously turned their guns, all pointing at the mysterious individual, while the other officers pressed against the street edge, moving closer in that direction

With a startled cry, a woman stepped back a few paces, her expression one of alarm. The woman appeared to be in her twenties, wearing a pink round-cornered hat, and her short, fiery red hair lent a touch of boyish charm to her delicate face. She was dressed in a long dress covered in pink polka dots, and Hel believed that it was certainly not her own attire

A group of officers escorted a girl out of an alley, stopping about ten meters from the entrance where six prison vans were parked. The prison vans from Miss Conn were all reinforced with iron bars, with doors opening at the rear. Not only were there locks on them, but also a bolt for additional security, making it nearly impossible to escape from inside.

"This is easy to prove. Go back and retrieve what you have hidden, do not think of being clever," the woman said, still holding the gun.

My warning seems to have had an effect

The sound of two crisp "pops" echoed like thunder in the ears of the crowd, as the only two remaining officers were seen rolling on the ground with their hands covering their eyes, having long since discarded their pistols

He certainly would not let this excellent opportunity slip away; he swiftly extended his left hand, seized the handgun, and firmly wedged the hammer with his little finger

He walked over to the pile of clutter and lifted the package.

"Can I consider this a form of extortion?" Hel asked with a grimace.

Just as Hel felt fortunate to have succeeded, a sharp scream rang in his ears. The scream was extremely brief, cut off not only by Hel's hand but also by the woman, who tightly covered her mouth with her own hand.

Hale was completely at a loss, but he at least knew one thing: now was definitely not the time to refuse

The people surrounded by the police quickly assisted the injured and carried the deceased away.

The people who were surrounded witnessed this scene, yet they were filled with exhilaration. In the eyes of these individuals, the mysterious figure in black, whose identity and name were unknown, was undoubtedly a hero

Having returned to his true self, he suddenly felt an immense sense of relief; at this moment, he was no longer the all-powerful hero.

I have a friend who lives nearby, and you should be able to find what you need there

"Do not concern yourself with that person; apprehend the one distributing flyers and the one inciting trouble, and put them in the police van," commanded another officer holding a handgun.

The gathered police officers blocked both ends of the road, encircling the crowd.

The woman quickly glanced at the red and illustrated book, but could not look away again

The woman did not respond, but instead took out a key to unlock the back door of the alley, and then asked, "Do you want to come in?"

More than twenty handguns were suddenly aimed at the mysterious figure, but that figure was faster than they were. Large pieces of tiles cascaded down like a waterfall, startling the officers into retreating.

I merely wanted to take a shortcut, and I did not expect it to be a dead end, " said Hel, quickly putting on an innocent expression.

The officers who arrived later were equipped with batons that were not the same as those carried by the earlier officers. Instead of the ordinary ones that are over one foot long, they wielded batons approximately one meter in length, resembling long swords, with the tops of the batons covered in jagged, wolf-like teeth

"With a passionate heart, please cherish your freedom and life. Take a moment to reflect on how you can truly help Yafa. It is not essential to be filled with fervor; as long as you understand that the blood flowing through you is still that of Yafa, that is sufficient. Therefore, I urge you to release all those who have been captured."

The officers surrounding the crowd were already filled with trepidation, and the prolonged wailing clawed at their hearts like sharp talons; however, what terrified them even more was the sudden silence that followed.

To all of you who are equally passionate, I have a warning that you may not be too eager to hear: do you really think that shouting a few slogans will compel the Beirutis to withdraw from here? In this world, everything is based on strength

The old man still refused to let go of Hel, as that girl was too important to him

The officers immediately fell into a state of panic. Aside from hastily blocking the road with police carriages to prevent the approaching crowd from getting close to the prison van, they could only send a few officers to fetch reinforcements with a carriage.

The mysterious man in black had been secretly following the girl until she broke free from the officer's control, at which point he turned and left, quickly slipping into a narrow alley.

The officers appeared somewhat hesitant; they merely escorted the few individuals who were initially apprehended for distributing flyers towards the police van, yet they did not dare to take any action against the crowd that had gathered.

Upon witnessing this scene, neither Hel nor the old man dared to act rashly. At that moment, an unusually loud noise came from a distance, as if a large crowd was rushing towards this place

Herl's hand did not leave that slender waist, as such opportunities for advantage are rare

Looking in the direction from which the gunfire sounded, one could see a mysterious figure dressed in a black shirt and black leather pants, wearing a black cloak over it. He had black fencing gloves on his hands and was wearing black knee-high soft leather boots. Even his face was concealed by a black scarf. He stood atop the roof at the street corner, holding a smoking handgun in his hand.

But it is already too late, as the sound of footsteps approaching from a distance can be heard.

A sudden whinnying of horses startled everyone, as a police carriage was seen with four horses unexpectedly spooked, galloping wildly.

At this moment and in the library's vicinity, in the place where the mysterious figure had vanished, seven or eight shadows broke through the tiles and fell from a height of three stories. As these individuals soared through the air, they emitted a long, mournful howl, which abruptly ceased the instant they hit the ground

What Hel did not expect was that the woman before him was more rational and logical than he had imagined. She did not lower the gun; instead, she raised it slightly, aiming directly at Hel's head, and said: "Whether this is a dead end, you only need to take a look from where I stand to know."

I merely hid some things in that pile of clutter, Hel said helplessly

In no time, there were injuries; many people were left bloodied from being struck by batons. As for the police, a considerable number were also injured in the melee, especially those unfortunate officers who confronted the miners. It was already a great fortune for them to preserve their lives.

In addition to the prison van, several black police carriages were also parked on both sides of the road

The window on the second floor of that shop revealed the silhouette of a mysterious figure, who was holding a riding whip in his hand

After a cloud of smoke dissipated, no one could be certain whether the mysterious figure in black had been hit. Among the more than twenty armed officers, one stepped forward to give orders. However, the scene that had just unfolded, ravaged by the iron framework, was truly terrifying. To this day, most officers still feel a lingering fear, which is why they are all hesitating.

At this moment, he only wanted to lead the woman to the side of the clutter, attempting to divert her attention. Heller was absolutely confident that he could seize the gun, but what hesitated him was how to deal with this woman

A hoarse yet magnetic voice resounded once again above the heads of the crowd, this time very close, almost directly above the officers holding guns.

It is very comfortable, but why do you want to do this

Aware of his situation, Hel hurriedly stuffed the package back to its original place. He pretended as if nothing had happened and walked out of the dark alley

In an instant, the scene became utterly chaotic; a hand-to-hand combat, never before witnessed in the recently concluded war between the two empires, erupted on the most prosperous commercial street of Miskon

The two individuals maintained a distance of one meter at all times, and the woman's caution left Hurst with no opportunity to take advantage.

The mysterious person spoke while staring at the approaching police officers, showing little concern for those officers who had their handguns aimed at him

From all directions, the sound of sirens suddenly erupted, and more officers emerged at once from alleys, street corners, and roadside shops. Each of them held a shield the size of a pot lid in their left hand to protect their bodies, brandishing batons as they charged into the crowd, dividing it into several sections

Ensuring that everyone has exited, Hel left those two sweet lips

There are police officers everywhere on the street, and with such conspicuous items, you certainly won't be able to go far before being stopped. Let me help you keep them safe. When you need them, just come back to me to retrieve them

"This does not prove any issue." The red-haired woman commanded in an extremely firm tone: "Open it."

This all-black outfit was borrowed from Mr. Hobbes's friend. The reason he chose this location to change clothes is not only because there is a pile of clutter here to conceal his package, but also because it is very secluded. This alleyway is unlikely to attract any visitors, and although there are two back doors on either side, it is generally rare for anyone to use them.

This alley is not deep, and at its end, there are piles of debris. Everyone knows that there cannot be a passage there. Given this, your identity appears very suspicious. Perhaps I should call the police and have them investigate to see if you are a thief

At the corner of this narrow alley, there is a dark passageway that is five meters long. This passageway is just over one meter wide and is flanked by the rear walls of two mansions. At the end of the passage, various items are haphazardly piled up.

At this moment, no one intends to defy the orders of the mysterious figure in black. As a cheer rises, those who were originally held by the police push aside the officers beside them and move towards the crowd. The police at the street corner in the distance have also opened a passage.

However, their suffering has not yet come to an end. That heavy iron signboard was unexpectedly tied to the galloping carriage by a rope. The enormous iron frame immediately plowed through the ground like a large plow, causing all the other police officers hiding around the street corner to share in the misfortune.

A few minutes later, a dense crowd slowly approached from the eastern end of the road, their imposing presence resembling an army about to head into battle

Everything proceeded as expected. The police officers who dared to approach were now partially gathered at the corner of the street across from me, in a corner I could not see, while another group circled around and crept up from behind me

At his feet, beside the carriage, a row of more than twenty officers stood, each holding a handgun, pointed straight at the crowd

Perhaps the besieged individuals became aware of this, and suddenly a slogan arose from the crowd: "Down with the traitors of the nation, down with the lackeys of the Beirutis, let the Beirutis go back."

If that is the case, I will no longer consider your feelings. The young woman gently blew into Hel's ear and said with a laugh, then she swiftly took the package that Hel had been hiding.

Hale could only grit his teeth and unwrap the package, revealing a neatly folded set of black clothing inside, with the black silk scarf placed on top.

Hale was pondering how to respond when suddenly the woman, using the hand that had just covered her mouth, pulled his hand down. Before Hale could react, a pair of enticing red lips had sealed his mouth, but soon a smooth tongue gently pried his lips apart.

Some evade quickly, while others evade slowly. Those who evade slowly are currently convulsing among the rubble, which consists of tiles that have fallen from a height of nearly 10 meters. The quantity is substantial, and each tile weighs over half a kilogram, making them undeniably fearsome weapons

Once again, a gunshot rang out. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the officer standing on the carriage fell down, a clear bullet hole visible on his temple