There was silence in the room, and everyone looked at Woodrow, at the guards with knives, and gradually with a hint of fear in their eyes, the stones in their hands fell to the ground with a click, and all eyes looked at McGonagall.

He killed Valk, he avenged everyone, can he keep everyone from being imprisoned in Basti now? There was a glimmer of hope in everyone's eyes, but more of them were despair.

No matter how powerful he is, he will definitely not be the opponent of so many guards, and it will be difficult to protect himself, let alone rescue them.

"What to do? What should I do now, Amy, they're in trouble because of us......" Rebecca looked at this scene, anxious like ants on a hot pot,

"Father, is he also a bad person? Is he also a bad guy wearing the clothes of the City Lord's Mansion? Amy asked with some confusion as she looked at Woodrow through the gap between McGonagall's fingers.

"Yes, it's a badass in the skin of a good guy, worse than the average badass." McGonagall picked up Amy from the back seat and hugged her in her arms, looking at the guards who were surrounding him with knives in hand, she didn't expect to encounter such a thing in the City of Chaos, it seems that the road to equality and harmony between the Grey Temple and the City Lord's Mansion is still a long way.

Among these guards, there are many first-class knights, although their strength is a little less than that of Valk, but there are many of them, and they themselves belong to the city lord, so their status is somewhat special.

Of course, in order to save her life, McGonagall will not be rigid enough to be restrained because her opponent is wearing the clothes of the City Lord's Mansion, but if you want to get out easily in this situation, it is easiest to let Amy make a move.

He had already taken some risks before, and although he only heard what he said, it was not good to show too much strength after all.

"There is no king in the city of chaos, only rules and order, Woodrow, are you afraid that you have forgotten who you are?" At this moment, a somewhat heavy voice sounded from not far away.

"Who?" Woodrow was slightly startled, turned to look, the guards parted to the sides, making way for a way, and Brandley walked towards this side with a calm face and a dozen people from the Gray Temple's Inspectorate and Inspectorate.

"Lord Brandley!" Woodrow's face changed, and a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, but the expression on his face quickly regained his composure, and he hurriedly stepped forward, and said with a sad face: "It turned out to be Lord Brandley, why are you here, there has just been an extremely bad riot here, that thug brutally killed my nephew, as well as his guards, the means are extremely cruel, this is my nephew who treats him as his own son, so even the corpse is incomplete, I was overwhelmed by grief for a while, and said something that should not be said, But today I must avenge my nephew and the dead brothers of the guards, and I must not let them chill. This guy, and these mobs, can't let them escape! ”

The miner's family looked at Brandley, their eyes lit up, and after hearing Woodrow's words, they gradually became angry, it seems that this person is just a raccoon dog with Woodrow.

Brandley looked at the bloody corpse, and the corpse that had been almost dismembered, his face became extremely solemn, and in broad daylight, such a terrible murder had occurred.

What surprised him even more was that the blood-stained people who were standing around were all women, children and old people, all of them were skinny, with blood-stained stones under their feet, and their angry eyes seemed to rush forward to tear them apart.

Everyone in the Gray Temple also showed surprise, they didn't expect to come to check the magic fire today, but they encountered such a thing, which is much more serious than the fire, and it involves so many people, it is not an ordinary incident.

"My lord, a total of six people died, and there may be a second-level knight, a third-level event!" A member of the Grey Temple stepped forward to inspect it, and reported.

Brandley nodded, and was about to take a look at what a vicious gangster must have been involved in such a case.

"Grandpa Balabala, are you here to catch the bad guys? They're all big bad guys, so get them up! At this moment, a soft and glutinous voice sounded.

Brandley was stunned for a moment, then turned his head suddenly, looked at McGonagall surrounded by guards and Amy in his arms, and couldn't help but say in surprise: "Boss Mai, little boss, why are you here?" ”

"Master Bradley, do you know them?" A sense of foreboding suddenly rose in Woodrow's heart, and he swallowed his saliva and asked tentatively.

"Does Amy's father know this adult?" Rebecca's face was full of surprise, and her mood today could be described as a thousand turns.

The eyes of the miners' families also re-emerged with a little hope, because of this person, things may have a different development.

"Unfortunately, we may be the thug he called the one who led the troubles and murders. Of course, I don't agree with this identity, and there is no excuse for the crime I want to add. McGonagall looked at Bradley and shrugged her shoulders, Grandpa Balabala was Amy's nickname for Bradley, because his name sounded a bit like it, and McGonagall couldn't help but laugh every time she heard it.

"We're innocent." Amy also spread her hands helplessly and shrugged her little shoulders.

Brandley looked at the broken corpses on the ground, and then at the neatly dressed, blood-dripping little Amy, who was holding in his arms, even the soles of his shoes were clean, and there was no way to connect them to the murderer.

Of course, what made Brandley believe even more was McGonagall's character and identity, the owner of a restaurant that was full every day, a father whose four-year-old daughter was already a third-level magician and worshipped two great magicians as apprentices, a hero who once helped kill the murderer of the fourth-level incident, a man who dared to face the fierce werewolf with a kitchen knife in order to protect the safety of his guests, it was absolutely impossible to kill people on the street for no reason, and do such a heartbreaking thing as a corpse, and it was in front of his own daughter.

"He's the owner of a restaurant in Aden Square, Woodrow, what the hell is going on?" Blandley asked as he looked at Woodrow with a serious expression.

Although it cannot be subjectively assumed that McGonagall and his daughter are innocent, but their status is very special, I heard that tonight's meeting between the two clans was held at McMill's restaurant, this matter must be properly handled, if the fault does not lie with them, it must not affect the progress of the talks between the two sides.