Strauss, a black marketeer in Innsbruck, has a strong enough network of connections within both the count and the castle guard.

He made his fortune selling illicit drugs in his early years, but as the epidemic began to spread within the principality, a quarantine area in the city was established. Quarantine is almost intimidating to the general population, but Strauss is keenly aware of the business opportunities.

The medicines that were supposed to be distributed to patients in quarantine were not allowed to be delivered to patients in quarantine because most of the city guards were scientifically illiterate and feared that they would catch the epidemic if they entered the quarantine area.

Strauss took the task on his own initiative, so that the City Watch could hand it over. And the drugs that were transported into the quarantine area, because everyone was rushing to get them, naturally had a price.

In other words, buying goods at zero cost and sending them to the quarantine area for sale at a high price is not a panacea, this is simply a money grab, directly from the infected family.

It didn't take long for such a good day to happen, and some people also discovered this profit chain, so the garrison had a reserve price for drugs, and at the same time there were competitors in the quarantine area to sell goods, and it was said that the origin was not small, and Strauss could not afford to offend.

After some negotiations, the price of drugs has gradually stabilized, whether it is exported by you or me, all the prices are uniform, and everyone can make money. If you lower each other's prices and fight a business war, isn't it cheaper for those patients?

That morning, Strauss climbed out of his mistress's arms, dressed, took an antibiotic as a prophylaxis, and set out to inspect the drug sales.

"Thirty-six boxes were sold early in the morning?" In his own shop, he asked incredulously, looking very ugly.

Although sales have been declining recently, according to the usual data, at least more than 100 boxes have to be sold in the morning...... Now it's down two-thirds all at once!

After taking stock of the warehousing and sales situation, and confirming that it was not the clerk who was lying about the false accounts, Strauss was already furious, this must be a competitor who is messing with me!

He then began to visit his competitors from house to house, only to find that their shops were also crowded, and just as he was confused, Strauss received an invitation.

"There it is." When he arrived at the designated place on the invitation, he saw that the former competitors and bigwigs had already arrived, and he looked at the long line in front of him with a gloomy face.

"Business-stealing?" Since everyone was there, he didn't bother to bother, pointed to the long line of stalls in front of him, and asked straight to the point.

"Do charity." Someone replied with a cold face.

"Charity?" Strauss never thought in his life that it would be associated with the word "charity": "They are obligated to distribute medicines? Impossible! Drugs have a floor price, where do they subsidize the cost? Vicious competition for sure! Grab the market for free first, and then raise the price! ”

"People don't sell drugs at all!" A certain big guy said impatiently, "People directly activate extraordinary abilities, do you understand?" Treat patients with supernatural abilities! ”

"The Transcendent?" Strauss's mouth couldn't close. If there is a word more distant from his life than "charity", it is probably "transcendent".

Haven't these guys always been on top? How would you come to a place like the quarantine area to do charity?

"It's not! How can these transcendents ......," Strauss blurted out, "what are they trying to do?" ”

"Let's be happy." Someone said.

"Then you don't care?" Strauss asked.

"We've got you covered." The other big guy said, "Look at the ground over there. ”

Strauss looked over and saw several thugs lying on the ground, their hands and feet chopped off, and they could only crawl along the ground weakly.

Every time they climbed a certain distance, the infected people who were waiting in line for treatment came out and kicked them back, as if they were listening to their wails to vent their anger.

"I heard it looks like someone from the Knights Hospitaller." One of the bigwigs said, "Think about it, knight. How can we fight? Just you and my thugs? It's okay for them to bully ordinary citizens, right to the knights? Forget it. ”

"I don't have to fight." Another big guy said, "It's not good, won't we come to Yin?" Hey, I'll show you a good show later. ”

So the other bosses all showed interested expressions.

There are more and more people in line, and Eleanor, who is maintaining order, is also in a hurry, but fortunately, these infected people are very obedient, after all, the other party does not need money for free treatment, and if the trouble is blacklisted, there is no place to cry.

Under Eleanor's command, everyone quickly formed an S-shaped folding line, waiting for treatment in an orderly manner.

Occasionally, someone who had recovered from the treatment probably thought she was the leader of the knights (after all, this girl looked the most knight-like on the scene), and they would come over with a thousand thanks, and give some coins and eggs to show their gratitude, and the gifts were almost piled up under the flag.

Eleanor looked at the happy smiles of these healed people, and couldn't help but feel a heartfelt sense of satisfaction in her heart.

Suddenly, the crowd dispersed in a panic, and two thugs rushed over with a dead old woman, shouting viciously:

"What you Knights Hospitaller! Quack! My mom took your medicine, and when she got back, she couldn't afford to die! ”

The crowd was in an uproar. For things like food and medicine, which involve entrance safety, the vast majority of people would rather believe in it than believe in it.

Now that there is a case of "taking drugs and eating dead people", everyone immediately hesitates, wondering if there is really a problem with those drugs?

"What's going on?" Medea walked over, thinking that Aske had guessed correctly again, and sure enough, someone came out to make trouble, so she sneered, "You said that your mother died after taking our medicine?" ”

Neuropathy, our medicine is all sugar pills! The acting is really pompous.

Of course, the two gangsters also knew that it was a sugar pill, and the bigwigs had already sent someone to pretend to be infected to investigate, but in this case, the other party couldn't tell the truth anyway, so they were naturally happy to pretend not to know, pretending to be angry and continuing to yell:

"Mother didn't eat in the morning, and her body has always been very strong, but she just came to take your medicine, and when she came back, her heart beat faster and her face turned blue, and she died not long after! It's not your medicine's problem, but whose problem? ”

"Do you dare to swear to God? You're right? Medea stared at one of the thugs and suddenly activated her mind-control abilities.

"Of course!" The thug was also accustomed to swearing, and when he raised his finger and said, "I swear to God that everything I say is true!" Today, you must give an explanation, otherwise Lao Tzu will smash your harmful shop! ”

"Big brother." The other thug who was under control suddenly spoke, "You're going too far." ”

The gangster who was still swearing just now was stunned when he heard this, and his face suddenly showed a confused expression.

Hey, bro, you're not right, right? That's not how the script given by the employer is played!

Before he could recover his senses, he was punched hard in the face, and the whole person was knocked to the ground.

"I can't stand it anymore." The controlled thugs had empty eyes, but the words they said were righteous, "People responded to God's call to treat patients for free, but big brother, you took other people's rotten money, and came over to smear others when you carried a corpse!" Are you not afraid of Hell in the future? ”

This righteous and awe-inspiring line was actually said by the gangster, so that most of the surrounding people immediately believed it.

And the thugs who were beaten on the ground got up, never dreaming that they would be betrayed by their brothers, and suddenly showed a fierce expression of "you are dead".

It's just that he is naturally not stupid enough to start infighting here, you must know that the infected people around him are already angry, and if he stays here, he is afraid that he will continue to be beaten, so he hurriedly ran away with a smear of oil on the soles of his feet.

Bosses in the distance: ........................

"This is a good show you're going to show us?"