Chapter 372: Injustice

"My life!"

In a shop full of lights, feasting and music, the young man was sitting on the sofa decadently, holding a glass of wine weakly in his right hand, and sighing almost in despair.

Opposite him, a man slightly older than him was hugging a woman with heavy make-up, and he kept saying nasty jokes in broken Mandarin, and the woman laughed in agreement from time to time.

This is exactly what Friedrich List and his companion McKinley did.

Last night, people from the church raided the hotel where they were staying, searching for so-called wizards and witches from room to room, causing a lot of restlessness there.

McKinley knocked on Lister's door in the morning and found that he was a little delirious, talking about women and antidote repeatedly.

Lister recounted to him what had happened that night.

McKinley expressed sympathy for him on the surface, but in his heart he thought that the kid was probably having some kind of sexual dream.

undress? normal. With a dagger to the neck? The taste is quite heavy.

Take him to Huajie to relax, and when you go back, ask Boss Todd for reimbursement in the name of treating business partners to dinner, haha.

So there is this scene now.

"My life! It's just about to begin and it's about to end!"

After drinking a few glasses of wine, it made Liszt even more sad, and now his whole body exudes negative energy.

"guest…"

Like McKinley, Liszt also sat beside a beautiful woman, who was smiling awkwardly at this moment.

She tried her best and failed to make this sighing guest happy, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration in her heart.

And she couldn't understand the Aldo language that the guest was talking to himself.

"Liszt, you really are!"

McKinley on the opposite side couldn't stand it anymore.

"How can you treat the beautiful lady next to you like this?"

As he spoke, he cast a "wink" at the woman next to Liszt, causing her to smile coquettishly.

"Okay, stop complaining about your **** dreams, and look more at the beauty in reality!"

Liszt held his head and said in frustration: "I'm not joking with you, if I don't ask that woman for the antidote, I really have to die!"

McKinley snorted: "You are so dreaming that you can't tell the difference between fantasy and reality! I asked the waiter, and until I got to your room, I didn't see any women coming in or out of the hotel!"

"Ah!" Liszt opened his eyes wide, "I told you, that woman is a demon..."

"Shh!" McKinley quickly covered his mouth, "Don't mention that word, although I don't know how sensitive it is to witchcraft, but we'd better be careful!"

He looked at the two ladies accompanying the wine, their expressions did not change, and he was relieved to confirm that he could not understand their Aldo words.

"You don't really believe that there are some demons... what? I think it's the gangsters who took refuge in the church who want to find an excuse to extort money from us outsiders!"

Liszt looked solemn, and whispered: "Believe it or not, a woman appeared in my room last night, and I am sure that the church's actions are 100% related to her!"

Seeing Liszt repeating it again and again, McKinley was also a little shaken in his heart. Could it be that what he said was true?

The sound of shattering cups and plates suddenly came, destroying the atmosphere of Yingyingyanyan in the store.

Everyone in the room looked towards the source of the sound.

I saw a table there was overturned, and a drunk man next to him was drinking madly.

He held a wine glass in one hand, and grabbed a woman by the collar with the other.

"Drink! If you want to drink, give it to me!"

A few men beside him were booing, looking at the woman's body wretchedly.

The poor woman seemed to be a little delirious, but she still stretched out her hands and kept pushing.

"What? Don't give me face!"

The assailant pushed the woman onto the sofa, grabbed her by the hair, and yelled: "I spent so much money, you have to do what I ask you to do!"

The woman's hair was torn by him, and she screamed in pain, but the people next to her burst out laughing.

Such a scene happened in front of my eyes, but no one in the lobby stepped forward to stop it, and a few people left with a sigh.

"It makes no sense!"

Liszt was about to go, but was held back by his companion McKinley.

McKinley asked the two hostesses in Kowanese, "What are the identities of those people?"

The two hostesses watched what happened to their sisters, their bodies trembling, but their faces were helpless.

Hearing McKinley's questioning, one of them said: "Guests, don't mess with them. Those people are members of the church's purification team."

Purification team? Both Lister and McKinley frowned, hearing the name of this organization for the second time.

"Is it a purification team for a witch hunt?"

"Yes." Another hostess said fearfully: "If you provoke them, maybe you will become a suspect in their mouths! You will... be burned at the stake."

Lister and McKinley were very surprised. Even though they knew that there was a witch hunt here in Jiaowan, they still thought that what happened last night was just a small probability event. The impact has been extensive, especially on civilian life.

McKinley sighed: "I haven't encountered it the last time I came to Nessburg. I didn't expect it to be only a few months..."

He tightly grabbed Liszt's sleeve: "Don't be impulsive, do you want to die?" This guy actually wanted to go to justice, did he drink too much?

"Let me go!" Liszt looked sad and indignant, "I can't get the antidote anyway, why don't I sacrifice myself vigorously for justice!"

With a sudden force, he broke free from McKinley's hand, rushed to the side of the assailant, and shouted fearlessly at the opponent who was a head taller than him: "Are you still a man! How dare you bully a woman?"

The other party stopped torturing the woman—her face was bruised and purple ~www.readwn.com~ and she could no longer see her original appearance—turned around and glared at Liszt. Woke up a little bit.

A rude voice came to my ears: "You foreign red guy, what were you talking about just now?"

Out of righteous indignation just now, Liszt used the Aldo language.

"I...I said...you...you as a man can't...you can't do this to a woman."

Liszt switched to Jiaowan language, and because of his lack of proficiency and the fact that his momentum was suppressed, he stammered out these words.

The other customers in the lobby looked at the foreigner who couldn't even speak in shock. Some admired, some were ashamed, some disdainful, and some felt that things were going to make a big fuss and run away.

"Hahaha!"

After a brief shock, the perpetrator's accomplice burst out laughing.

"Quintus! You are despised by this Aldo!"

"Let this Yankee teach Quintus how to be a gentleman."

"I like watching the hero save the beauty the most."

The accomplice's banter made the assailant, known as Quintus, flush in the face, and he was clearly unhappy.

Quintus waved his fist: "Boy Aldo, it looks like I have to teach you how to obey the rules—Uncle Quintus's rules!"

Then he clenched his fists and his knuckles creaked.

Liszt swallowed his saliva, sobered up from the wine, he realized that he was a little too impulsive.

McKinley, run yourself.