Chapter 145 Disloyal Slaves

This night in Sacramento was not destined to be peaceful.

Gerald pulled a stool and sat on the balcony. He sat there, looked ahead, and calmly thought of something.

He had no intention of going to sleep.

At that time, there was a huge urgency in his heart.

In the early morning, something was happening in another direction of Sacramento. At that time, sand and stones were flying everywhere. In the forest, all kinds of sounds burst out from time to time. Then, a figure dressed in black clothes and holding two sabers shot out from the forest and fiercely smashed into the ground. At that moment, the ground collapsed, and a deep pit appeared on the ground.

"Watchman No. 2 of Night Watch sucks." In the darkness, a faint voice sounded.

Yes, the figure that flew out was Carolyn.