The two wharves along the Naser River are one of the busiest areas in the 5th arrondissement, and several cargo ships take advantage of the night to dock at night, including many marine sailboats with pointed bottoms and high sails.

Less than 100 meters from the pier, there is a modest restaurant with broken tables and chairs that sit and stagger, but the grilled steaks sold are not cheap at all.

Charles sat at the window, watching the stevedores on the dock in the distance remove the cargo from the cargo ship like ants, and opposite him was the lame boy Quinn, who was munching on meat.

"The goods in your store are not bad, although you can't get rich, you can't be poor, why can't you afford to eat meat?"

"After my father died, my mother's illness became worse and worse, the family's savings were spent, everything of value was sold, and some money was owed, and I had to pay it off as soon as possible, or else...... It's never over......"

Quinn gobbled up his words while obediently answering Charles's question, the fight just now was quite hard, as long as he chewed the meat with his right tooth, it would hurt his heart, and the pain was so painful that he remembered the lesson deeply.

Quinn ate the last piece of grilled steak and said a little dejectedly, "Actually, I might ....... It's not over yet......"

“.......”

"So you're going to kill the lone wolf before you starve to death to avenge your parents, right?"

Quinn shook his head, "Killing a lone wolf can't avenge my father, but the lone wolf took over my share of the debt from someone else, and he let go of the cruel words, not allowing those brokers to introduce business to me, and to use the blacksmith shop left by my father, me and my brother to pay off the debt, and the debt will be due in less than a month, but I don't have the money in my hand......."

"My father died at the hands of the Ailans, but I have to find a way to make money every day to hand over to the Ailans and my enemies, is there really no god in this world?"

Tears trickled down his cheeks, and Quinn lowered his head, trying in vain to hide his vulnerability.

"Then before you used me to deal with the lone wolf, you didn't think about whether I would be killed by the lone wolf?"

"In the fifth arrondissement, people who dare not walk under the street lamps are not easy to mess with, you walk very calmly in the dark, like my father, I think you can do .......it" Quinn wiped away his tears and looked at Charles timidly, like a little beast that had made a mistake begging for mercy from the Tiger King.

Looking at the child in front of him who was forced out of the extreme idea of 'killing people and destroying mouths' by loan sharks, Charles was angry and hateful, but he really couldn't be ruthless to kill him, Quinn's expression when he ate meat just now couldn't hide Charles's perception, his teeth really hurt, but his stomach was really hungry.

A child would rather skip meals than pay off his debts, he obviously knows the power of loan sharks, and when he knows that he can't pay off his debts, he also thinks of the method of killing the creditor with a knife, and the young Quinn has a sense and decisiveness that is not in line with his age.

Maybe it's a seedling that can be trained.

"Since you are from the Southwest Gang, then the Ailans killed your father, why don't you go and ask them for help?"

Quinn's eyes darkened, and he said lonely: "My father was killed when the Southwest Gang was fighting for territory with the Elans, and our Southwest Gang lost, and it was not until the end that the people from the Military Intelligence Agency came forward to suppress this matter, and Colonel Carmon said that in the near future, it is impossible to fight the Ellans again......."

"Since the death of the Marquis of Lorraine, our Southwest Gang has been divided, and many people have defected to the new Bayari, leaving only those of us who have a relationship with the Marquis, otherwise we will not be targeted by the Alans, and we will not be able to beat those hillbillies in the North Sea......"

"Who is Bayari? and a veteran?"

He said that he was also from the Southwestern Front, but Camando did not know him or recognize him, and the two had a fight that day, and soon after the Alans came to grab the territory. ”

Charles had some guesses in his heart, "Since you have a relationship with the Marquis, why don't you go to ...... Count Bayonne for help?"

"We ...... It's just that they have all received the favor of the Marquis, but the Marquis has never sent us, nor has he acknowledged us...... Camando said we can't go and cause trouble for Lord Count Bayonne, he's hard enough. ”

Charles was silent for a few minutes, then stood up and walked out, "Take me to see Camondo, although the gray wolf is dead, your share of the debt will naturally belong to me, and you will have to do things for me to pay off the debt in the future." ”

“.......”

The place where Camando lives is far away from the wharf by the Nase River, and from this aspect, it can be seen that the current status of the Southwest Gang in the Fifth District, whether they can interfere in the smuggling and trading on the wharf, is an important sign of the strength of the various forces in the Fifth District.

Obviously, the Southwest Gang has been squeezed out of the ranks of the mainstream forces in District 5.

"Little Quinn, who did you bring here?"

There was still some distance from the large courtyard in front of us, and the sound of inquiry was heard in the dark night.

"Uncle Lawn, his own man, he has come to find Colonel Carmon. ”

"My own people, what kind of people are there now, not the dogs from Bayari, right?"

"Uncle Lawn, don't talk nonsense, this gentleman...... Owning the badge of honor of the Battle of Aquitaine...... "Quinn had just seen Charles' murderous side, and after hearing Lawn's words, he couldn't help but shudder in his heart, and he quietly looked sideways at Charles, but the night was too dark to see Charles's expression.

"The badge of honor for the Battle of Aquitaine? Are you sure you know that?"

An old fellow with a musket came out of the side of the courtyard gate, and looked at Charles suspiciously, looking at his squinted eyes, which seemed to be not very good.

"Come in with me, and may he bring us some good luck, the Battle of Aquitaine...... What a nostalgic moment of glory!"

The three of them walked into the large courtyard, and Charles saw two other sentinels hiding in the dark, and saw that their hiding methods were okay, and if someone rushed in, they would inevitably be caught off guard.

The large courtyard was very wide, and there were people living in the houses on all sides, Charles took a cursory look, and found that it was mostly old and weak, and when he saw Lawne walking in with the two of them, most of them just glanced at it numbly and stopped paying attention, and the entire Southwest Gang's station was filled with a lifeless twilight.

"Colonel Carmon, there's a gentleman who wants to see you! He has a badge of honor for the Battle of Aquitaine!"

"Come in!"

A calm voice sounded, the door to the hall opened, and an ordinary-looking man sat on a chair in the hall, looking at Charles calmly.

Charles walked into the hall on his own, leaving Quinn and Lawne Sr. outside.

"Stranger, can you show me your badge?"

Instead of immediately beckoning Charles to sit down, Camando offered to see Charles' badge first.

Charles found himself a chair and sat down, pulling out his badge and placing it on the table.

Camondo picked up the badge, looked at it carefully, and said: "There are a total of nineteen people in the Southwestern Front who have this kind of badge, and I know each of them, where did you get this badge?"

"Someone else sent it!"

"Someone else gave it away? This is the highest honor of a veteran, who would give it away?" Camondo's eyes were already full of doubt.

"It's mine...... My father gave it to me, and I used it just to prove that I was my own person, but in fact, I came to do some business with you. Charles did find the badge from the relics of the Marquis of Lorraine, but he really didn't know what it meant.

"Business?

"This kind of business!"

Charles took out a bottle of spiritual power potion and put it on the table, and said lightly: "You can drink it and try the effect, maybe it will be useful for your current injury!"

Camondo looked at it suddenly, and the momentum on his body instantly rose, but after more than ten seconds, it fell again.

"I'm hurt, but don't think you can threaten me like this!"

"I didn't threaten you, I'm here to do business with you, this is a bottle of powerful healing and recovery potion, the market guide price is eighteen louis, the OEM price is fifteen louis, I will give you a preferential price of ten louis, I can give you three hundred copies of OEM every month, what do you think?"

Camondo asked with a calm face, "Kim Louie?"

Charles nodded.

Camondo's face quickly turned red, and he roared angrily, "Isn't this a threat?