"Hey, man, did you hear that? There's a riot in the Beggar's Nest, and almost all the gang leaders have been wiped out, even the City Guard. ”

"What?!really?

"It's said to be a thirteen-year-old boy named Benny!"

"The god of justice is above! A thirteen-year-old boy became the ruler of a beggar's nest?

"Shhhh ”

"That's right, and since Benny came to power, his gang has begun to produce potions that have never been heard of before, and many nobles and merchants have flocked to them. ”

......

Inside Neverwinter's most luxurious inn, Moonstone Mask, many guests are talking about what happened on that crazy night not long ago.

Neither the titular ruler of the city, Lord Nasir, nor the Winterless Nine Guards who were loyal to him, could have expected such a situation.

So much so that when they wanted to talk to the underground king of the beggar's nest, they didn't know where to find each other.

No one knew that after establishing an effective control system, Zhang Cheng quietly moved out of the beggar's nest and bought a house in the port area in a more covert way to ensure that no one could easily find him.

There is no doubt that he exploited the misconceptions of people's habitual thinking.

After all, in the past, almost all gang leaders would put their nests in the beggars' nests, and take advantage of the large number of poor people and the intricate sewers to hide, so most people would mistakenly focus on the beggars' nests rather than other urban areas.

Standing on the balcony of the second floor of the new house, Jesse looked condescendingly at the busy sailors and coolies, and asked without looking back, "Is this your plan?"

"That's right! I'm not one of those stupid idiots who like to show off in front of the weak, and to make others fear me by venting their violence. The real gang should be like a shadow hiding in the shadows, where everyone knows it exists, but can't find where it is. If anyone dares to betray, then this shadow will quietly go out and execute the informer. We should be using fear, people's fear of the unknown, not bloody and brutal violence. Zhang Cheng sat on the sofa and replied nonchalantly.

"Sounds reasonable. Where did you learn this?" Jesse walked back to the room with a light step, picked up a good bottle of rum from the cupboard and poured himself a glass.

"Books, as a carrier of knowledge, can find answers to almost any question in them if you are smart and patient enough. With that, Zhang Cheng threw aside the parchment scroll he had just finished reading.

Obviously, what is written on this piece of paper is nothing else, but the profitability of the Beggars' Nest Gang in recent times.

Thanks to the formula he provided, in just two weeks, the profit from buying potions has reached 10,000 gold coins, and if it weren't for the limited raw materials, the scale could continue to expand.

"Reading?" Jesse rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Spare me! I would begin to get sleepy at the first sight of too many words, and I would fall asleep in a few minutes at most. By the way, there's a mage named Mandaon who's been asking you about your whereabouts lately. ”

"Mandaen?" Zhang Cheng subconsciously frowned.

"Yes! He is said to live in the Black Lake, has a rather luxurious estate, and is the kind of bastard who is rich enough but never gives to the poor. Without thinking, Jesse told the information he had found.

Zhang Cheng patiently listened to these contents, and the corners of his mouth immediately turned up slightly: "Interesting! Send me a message, just say that at ten o'clock tomorrow night, I will wait for him at the Xidi Tavern in the dock area." Also, don't forget to keep order, and whoever dares to break the rules I have set will cut off his head and hang it on the highest part of the beggar's nest. ”

"Don't worry, those poor creatures have been scared out of your hearts and don't dare do anything out of the ordinary. But I don't understand why you're targeting the temple of the God of Justice? Jesse drank the wine from the glass in one gulp, then asked with a full hiccup.

"To take full control of the beggar's nest, we must first extinguish the hope of the poor and make everyone aware that no one or God can help them. Unfortunately, the existence of that temple is the last light in the darkness, so we must destroy it. Okay, go ahead, and if there's nothing important, it's better not to come to the docklands to find me. Zhang Cheng waved his hand and motioned for Tieflin to leave.

"Understood!"

Without saying a word, Jesse put on his hood and gently pushed open the bookshelf on the wall, and slipped into a pre-dug passage into the intricate sewers.

It didn't take long for her to emerge from the corner of a house in the Black Lake District and run straight in the direction of Mandaun Manor.

......

Two and a half hours later, an unsigned note was finally delivered to the mage through the guards and butlers.

"The guard said it was from a man covered in a cloak, and judging by her figure, it was supposed to be a woman. The old butler politely explained.

"I know who she is and who she's working for. Mandahn's eyes narrowed, and he unleashed a cloud of flames in his hand, burning the note clean.

The old butler seemed to notice something, and asked cautiously, "My lord, that kid named Benny, could it really be your ......?"

"Shut up! That's not something you should get involved with!"

Before the butler could finish speaking, Mandahn immediately shouted a loud scolding, an expression of anger and shame on his face.

"As you wish!" the old butler hurriedly bent down and bowed. "But I need to warn you that so far, you don't have a child who can inherit the family business, so having an illegitimate child is actually a good choice, at least Master Benny has proven his talent, hasn't he?"

"I said, shut up, you don't have to worry about my business! As for Benny, I'm going to meet with him in person before making a decision. You see, his mother was just a lowly commoner, and she ran away with another man behind my back. I'm not even sure if that kid is mine or not. Mandahn was visibly a little grumpy today, kicked over the vase in the corner, and headed straight for his bedroom.

When the old butler saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh softly, squatted down and muttered to himself while picking up the debris scattered on the ground: "Great noble god, please bless Young Master Benny, don't let him wander outside." Otherwise, the family may perish because there is no heir. ”