Jerez looked at the road leading to the farm and expected that bastard east to drive the truck quickly, but he didn''t notice that four cars were coming fast on the opposite road. There are few such motorcades on Louis street. After all, this is a suburb. The reason why the suburban streets still have names is that a woman named Louis died here during the patriotic war.


    The war must have killed people, but the woman named Louis was different from ordinary sacrificial citizens. At that time, there were two wounded imperial soldiers lying in her room, and she was treating them. When the federal search team searched here, it was reported that the wounded were seen in this street. When Ms. Louis''s house was searched, she refused the federal search on the grounds that her family members were women.


    All similar stories will not have a perfect ending. The woman was finally shot in public, and the two wounded soldiers did not escape the end of sacrifice. After the patriotic war, in order to set up some examples, the Empire named this unnamed Street Louis street to commemorate and cherish the memory of these characters and their deeds that once illuminated people''s hearts in the war.


    No matter what the name of this street is, it is a remote place. There are no groups of skilled women, nor girls who still sweat and take off their clothes in cold winter. It is like the edge of all cities. It is poor and no one pays attention.


    The truck in the distance had a contour. Jerez breathed a sigh of relief and was safe!


    At this time, a series of cars sounded behind him. At the moment when the four cars came together, Jerez''s companions suddenly threw Jerez to the ground. PIU''s sound, the newspaper box behind Jerez shook violently for a while, and then sprayed out the broken newspaper pieces. A gunshot startled the whole street. Not many people on the road immediately ran into the houses, closed the door, pulled down the curtains, and then silently waited for the gunshot to calm down.


    The speed of the car was very fast, and Jerez and his men rushed back to the house while fighting back, but even so, four of their men fell dead on the steps back to the house. Four cars stopped outside No. 71. The people in the car didn''t get off. They kept pulling the trigger directly at the house. The bullet easily penetrated these not so thick wooden walls, and there were big holes and small holes in the outer walls.


    The approaching truck suddenly turned around and ran out of the city without looking back. At this time, these fugitives have no concept of "collective" and "honor". That everything else is false, only to keep their own life is true.


    A series of gunshots exploded, and sawdust flew off the outer wall of the house, like snow. There was some counterattack at first, and soon there was no counterattack. At this time, the talents in the car quickly got down, carefully approached the house and surrounded the house.


    Dulin sat in another car parked across the road. He calmly watched the battle with serious strength gap. Muncy smiled contemptuously. "Mr. Dulin, these folk armed forces are not our opponents at all. You don''t have to take risks to come to the scene. Just find a place to wait for news." major Muncy was very happy, He found three skilled girls to compete with each other yesterday. Although he was defeated in the end, his mental pleasure and physical relaxation made him smile more.


    Not only him, but also the soldiers he brought out. In the military camp, let alone compete with a woman. Seeing a woman is enough for them to relax for several days. Who can come up with a non combat task and go ashore to find some girls to relax, talk about ideals and life, and get to know each other deeply? It''s so cool! And they know very well that they can get such treatment, and all the expenses come from Mr. Dooling, so they work extra hard today.


    Under such circumstances, Dooling appeared in the slum of montre and walked on the road.


    A more prestigious guart woman in the slum accompanied Turin. The woman named Sophia was 47 years old. Poverty and cheap clothes could not hide her unique temperament. Her husband died in the patriotic war. Since then, she has taken on the responsibility of supporting her family, never remarried and raised her children alone. She not only handled her family affairs very properly, but also helped other compatriots as much as possible, which was respected by everyone.


    Even the meager pension given to her husband by the Empire, she took it out to help people living in difficulties. People respected and loved her.


    It''s just that Sophia seldom takes the initiative to fight for anything and always pays silently, so Du Lin really didn''t know there was such a character here at the beginning.


    Durin didn''t expect such a woman to be recognized and respected by most guaertes in Montel. He felt something unspeakable about this place. It seemed that the two selected characters made him feel a little "not suitable". The merchant''s nature of sebre made him take risks for his own interests, which prompted Dooling to lose five of his men.


    And the once again selected Ms. Sophia, Dooling doubted whether she could do what she wanted.


    They went to a forest behind the slum. Many people with some reputation among the local guards gathered here. They talked and watched sabre, whose hands were wrapped in gauze and tied to the ground, whisper. When Dolin and Sophia arrived, people involuntarily made way for them to walk into the crowd.


    "This is Mr. Dooling, from illian. It''s a pity that the last letter sent by Mr. Dooling was preempted by sabre. I haven''t heard of it and caused some losses. I''m very sorry for this.", Sophia calmed the whole forest with a word. She gave up a step to reflect Dooling''s position, and then said: "Mr. durin has brought some news. I think it should be decided by everyone, not by one person!" she glanced at Sabre with a dead face. "Let''s listen to Mr. durin."