"Isn't that a threat? You're blackmailing!"

Looking at Camondo's face that turned red because of anger, Charles was also a little unhappy in his heart, he had long been accustomed to selling spiritual power potions at a premium these days, and now it was almost half price, and it was actually said to be blackmail, Lao Tzu, a seventh-rank three-talent transcendent, would blackmail you, a ninth-rank knight?

Wouldn't it be more direct and effective for me to knock you out with a stick or beat you half to death?

Look at what the spiritual power in your body has become like if you don't rescue you, will you be useless?

"I don't care how you know about my injuries, I won't accept threats and blackmail, for the sake of this badge of honor, you can go!

Camondo threw back the badge of honor for the Battle of Aquitaine, and gave the order to expel the guest with a grim face.

Charles finally got angry, and his figure flickered over the table, and Camondo felt only a flash in front of him, and before he could react, he felt breathless.

Charles grabbed Camendo by the neck and said coldly, "I can pinch you to death as easily as a bedbug, do you think you are qualified to be worthy of me to threaten you?

Camondo erupted several times in a row, but he couldn't break free of Charles's palm at all, he looked at Charles in horror, and the fear in his heart couldn't be suppressed.

Fear makes people weak, but as long as it is controlled, it is a spur and motivation, as a veteran who has experienced countless lives and deaths on the battlefield, it has almost become instinct to fight back while controlling fear, but now Camando just can't do it.

"Are you...... Median ...... What the hell are you...... Who is it?" Camando was choked by the neck and spoke hoarsely like a duck.

Charles let go of his palm and pushed Camando aside, making it himself in his original chair.

"Don't ask me any more questions, my patience has been exhausted by you, now you will listen to whatever I say, or I will kill everyone here!"

Charles is really impatient, he finds that as his strength increases, he becomes more and more irritable when facing the weak, if it was a few months ago, he should not have slapped Little Quinn, nor would he choke people's necks at every turn.

"We in the Southwest Gang are all soldiers, and soldiers will not give in......"

"Don't mention any more soldiers to me, look at the way you are still soldiers in this poor state? If your spiritual power is damaged, you can't even afford to buy healing and recovery potions, don't tell me that you can't buy healing and recovery potions in the fifth district. ”

Charles interrupted Camondo's words irritably, he was just trying to find a reasonable way to enter the black market, but knowing that this house of old, weak, sick and disabled people had received the favor of the dead ghost father Marquis of Lorraine, and because of this favor was squeezed out by that Bayari, he knew that he was involved in trouble again.

Originally, Charr didn't care, it was okay to establish a stable stronghold in the black market, and it could be counted as a hidden hand, but look at what kind of goods these are? Cripples, old men, children, women, just a leading transcendent or a hard-necked coercion.

To train a stupid girl with a bucket waist into a top-brand Oiran who captivates the city and the country, the old bustard doesn't know how much blood to vomit!

"Now, drink that potion!

Charles raised his chin slightly, and his unquestionable gaze fell on Camondo, making the latter's heart both frightened and tangled.

I'm a boss, okay, don't you want to lose face?

"What the hell are you ...... Isn't it...... Your own people?"

After Camondo finished saying this sentence with difficulty, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, this was already the strongest resistance he could make, if he was casually slaughtered by Charles because of this sentence, then this was the last insistence and swan song of a former soldier.

“............”

The murderous aura on Charles's body condensed, but in the end, it didn't come out, and Sen said solemnly: "That badge of honor says everything, if you still don't understand, I'll kill you and replace someone who understands to sit on your chair!"

Carmondo didn't hesitate any longer, picked up the bottle of potion, lifted the cap, tilted his head and drank it.

Camondo has been in charge of the Southwest Gang for nearly ten years, and his vision is sufficient, and the identity of this middle-level transcendent in front of him may not be clear enough, but the Medal of Honor of the Battle of Aquitaine is real, and his strength is beyond doubt, he can really kill himself with his own hands.

If he dies, how will the orphans of so many brothers outside live? The Southwest Gang provoked so many enemies when they were in the limelight, and now they are all waiting for themselves to fall!

A small vial of potion was in his stomach, and Camondo waited and prayed silently, praying that this was not one of those rumored evil potions, and if it were, he might not even be able to die.

After a moment, Camondo's body trembled slightly, looking like a child frightened by extreme fear, and like an addict who was extremely excited about taking too many drugs.

And in Charles's spiritual power vision, he clearly saw that the chaotic spiritual power in Kamondo's body was slowly smoothing out, and although it did not return to the standard strength of the ninth rank, it finally stabilized.

After a long time, Camando opened his eyes suddenly, and after pursing his lips for a long time, he held back a sentence: "Eighteen golden louis?"

Charles said lightly: "The market guide price is eighteen gold louis, I will take ten louis of the foundry fee, as for how much you sell, I don't care, but this money is not yours alone, it belongs to the property of the Southwest Gang, you want to use this money to grow the Southwest Gang, understand?"

“........”

"Ming...... White, I'm an understanding person!"

Camando wanted to say that he didn't understand, but he was afraid that he would burp into a corpse when he finished speaking, and Charles had just said, "If you don't understand, I'll kill you and replace someone who understands to be your chair." ”

But Camondo really didn't understand why Charles was ....... So stupid?

Camando was seriously injured in the gang fight some time ago, and the injuries on the surface recovered quickly, but the spiritual power in his body was strongly shocked, and the spiritual power disorder occurred, after taking a variety of spiritual power potions in a row, not only did it have no effect but became more and more serious, and in recent days he has felt the omen of the collapse of spiritual power.

Although Camando is not of high rank, he is also a senior transcendent, and he knows that there are only two ways to save this situation, the first is that the middle and high-level monks in the Dawn Church or the Church of Light will personally sort out their spiritual power for themselves, and the second is to ask those potion masters in the Academic Tower to prepare a god-level potion that can heal spiritual injuries for themselves.

But these two roads Camando can't go, he doesn't know the middle and high-ranking monks, and he can't get paid to hire a high-ranking pharmacist, a few days ago, the military intelligence bureau came forward to settle the trouble of the Southwest Gang, and has taken most of the wealth of the gang.

In fact, just a few days ago, Camondo had arranged for his wife and children to leave the Fifth District under the pretext of visiting their grandmother, and took refuge in a small farm he had bought in his hometown in advance, so that if he really died, it would not harm his family.

But now, eighteen golden louis potions have solved his injuries, and if he hadn't personally experienced the whole process of his spiritual power gradually stabilizing, Camando would not have believed it anyway.

This is not a powerful healing potion at all, right! Eighteen gold louis can buy a potion that can cure spiritual disorders? You go directly to the top of the academic tower and talk to the president of the Occult Research Association!

You are humiliating the dignity of a senior pharmacist!

As for going to church, forget it! The stakes are rusting in the church's warehouses, and the people of Flenss have not seen the scene of burning people in the streets for a long time.

"Your Excellency, is this really a powerful healing and healing potion?"

"Well, it's a powerful healing potion of perfect quality!"

Charles nodded very affirmatively, because in the stardust that Her Majesty' exchanged for him about potions, it was the 'perfect quality' that was used to evaluate the spiritual power potion of this quality.