The poker master who was galloping helplessly found that his two legs could not outrun the twelve legs of three horses.

Although Balu, who was still being pulled tightly by himself, also had two legs, this kid was like a person who was pulling sideways in a tug-of-war, not only did not help his speed, but also disrupted his rhythm.

At the end of the long street, there were two roads, left and right, and by this time the poker master had dragged Balu to this point, the carriage had disappeared.

"Say!" Master Poker glared at Baru.

"Say, say what?" Balu said as he gasped.

"Which side?" The poker master was also tired, and let go of one hand and put it on his waist.

"I, how do I know? You madman, let me go! Baloo's two swarthy hands tried to resist.

"You bastard!"

Master Poker threw a back drop and knocked Baru, who was a head taller than him, to the ground.

"Boom!"

Dust splattered.

"Ouch ......"

Balu wailed in pain.

"Say, which way to go!" The poker lord stepped on Baru's chest with a bold foot.

"Left, left...... Hey...... "Balu was really scared, "I've already said it, you, you just let me go, I don't want the banana money......"

"You're still thinking about banana money?" "You bastard didn't say that no one can eat and drink for nothing here?" So what's going on with that carriage just now? How many bananas does that bad peach blossom eat? Do you want money? ”

"Ouch, ouch, you lighten, light......" Balu said in embarrassment, he had completely given up his resistance.

"Hmph, you'd better tell everything you know, otherwise you'll look good." Poker growers loosen up a little.

"Okay, okay." Baru suddenly felt a lot less pressure in his chest.

"Because, because we are a cargo distribution center in three fields, there are many merchants here and the market is prosperous. Therefore, Lord Watarami ordered the establishment of the Wind Control Bureau, which was mainly responsible for the safety of the market. Anyone who wants to do business here has to register with the Rapid Wind Management Bureau, and if there is a dispute, the Market Authority is also responsible for mediation. In short, there are so many tempting things in the Blast, like a huge cake, there are bound to be many people who covet it. And the Wind Turbine is the protector of the market, so that this market can function normally. ”

"Protector?" Poker adults are very puzzled, an organization that makes the world flee in a panic like a plague can also be called a protector?

"Well, that's all before. The small one has been doing business here for five years, and the former Wind Control Bureau is really very dedicated and responsible. Later, later ...... "Balu wanted to speak and stopped."

"What happened?" Poker adults unconsciously increased their strength again.

"Ahh I said, I said, I said...... "Balu feels like a persimmon pinched in someone else's hand, or the softest kind."

"We'll talk about it later." Master Poker lifted his foot because he saw that Ziqi and Lingling were about to run over, and this information should also be heard by them, especially Lingling.

"Huh?" Balu, whose chest suddenly brightened, was a little uncomfortable.

"You kid can get up, but be honest."

"Okay, okay." Balu struggled to his feet.

"Great, sir." Lingling ran over panting, although Bing Xue was smart, but after all, he was still a child, and he couldn't run as well as a poker adult who had been trained all year round.

"The carriage, the carriage is missing?" Lingling gradually calmed down his rapid breathing.

"Well, let's listen to what this person has to say first, and then find a way to save Ah Zao. Don't worry, we will be able to save the day, haven't we all come this way? Lord Poker comforted Lingling softly.

"Yes, we can save the day." Lingling's eyes were exceptionally clear.

"Ahh......hh

Jiang Ziqi, who is slightly fat, pampered, and lacks exercise, not only can't outrun the poker adult, but also can't outrun the weak Lingling.

"Okay, you can say it, but don't try to play tricks." Lord Poker looked at Balu coldly.

"Okay." Balu hurriedly agreed, "This Wind Storm Authority is composed of powerful people in the Gollum clan, and it was indeed dutiful at first, but one day, for some reason, a beast suddenly arose in the Governor's Bureau. ”

"It's the so-called baby lion, isn't it?" Lingling said.

"Yes, yes."

"What kind of beast is that?" Lord Poker asked.

"I don't know...... Balu whispered.

"Don't know?" Master Poker suddenly grabbed Baru's collar, "You kid really don't know?" ”

"Ah, I really don't know what the little one looks like, no one has seen it except for a few main persons in charge and breeders of the Wind Control Bureau. But the beast must be terrible. ”

"Hmph." Master Poker let go of Baru, "Why is it scary?" ”

"The voice, the sound is terrible." "Although the beast doesn't roar often, those who live in the Tempestal Harbour can hear it a few times a year. It was, it was a creepy sound, and the roar of the beast was like the whimper of a storm, like the cry of the devil, and the little one didn't know how to describe it. ”

"Hmph, you've described it perfectly." Master Poker pouted.

"Ah, thank you." Baru pushed his one-horned hat and continued, "That was two years ago, and the beast was sent to the Wind Turbine Bureau. ”

"Who sent it?" Lord Poker's cold eyes looked at Baru.

"I don't know...... The little ones really don't know, you have to believe me! Looking at the increasingly cold eyes of the poker adult, Balu said with trepidation.

He was really afraid of another big back-to-back span.

Mr. Poker didn't speak, but motioned with his eyes for Baloo to continue.

"Everything has changed since the beast came, and the Bureau no longer seems to care about the safety of the market. In the past, if there was a dispute in the market, as long as it was reported to the market authority, there would be a special person to solve the problem soon. Now, no one dares to report to the Wind Turbine Bureau, because no one has ever returned. Balu lowered his voice and said, "Grapevine, those people were eaten by wild beasts. ”

"And what was that weird carriage just now?"

"The carriage was used by the Wind Turbine Bureau to collect offerings. Since the beast came, we didn't have to pay the booth fee to the Authority. ”

"Isn't that a good thing?" Ziqi asked.

"I'd rather pay the fee!" "Every once in a while, the carriage will enter Market Avenue as it does today. And then, whatever they need, we have to provide unconditionally. Today it's a banana, tomorrow it's a pineapple or beef. When they show up, the streets must be cleared, or they will suck all living things into the carriages. In the end, if their needs are not met, they are filled with living people. ”

"Just like a jujube?" Master Poker said coldly.

"This, this is not a small ......"

"What happened to the people who were taken away?" Lord Poker asked.

"Probably, maybe a piece of the beast was fed too."

"So these tributes are all taken to feed the beasts?"

"That's how it should be."

"Hmph." Lord Poker turned to look at Ziqi and Lingling.

"We're running out of time." Ling Ling whispered.

"Yes." Master Poker turned to look at Baru, "Last question, who are Jung and Adler?" Why is everyone so afraid of Adler? ”

"Rongge is the daughter of the director, Adler, Adler is the director's adopted son. When Rongge came, he usually asked for vegetables and fruits, which were in abundant supply in the port of Hurricane, so he rarely caught people. And Adler only needs meat, and it's a lot of it, so ......"

"So a lot of people are taken every time?"

"Hmm." Balu buried his head deeply, tears rolling in his eyes.

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to have such a side." Lord Poker looked at Balu with interest.

"Smack."

Two tears dripped from the dry bluestone pavement.

"My brother ......," Balu didn't say any more.

"Why don't you run?" Ling Ling asked suddenly.

"Run? Where else can we run? The Wind Turbine has the registration information of each of our stall owners, and we can't take a boat, we can't go through the central quadripartite realm, and we can't go anywhere except the ice realm. You can only be a stall owner here for the rest of your life, providing energy for the growth of the beast. ”

"Can you not be a stall owner?" Ling Ling continued, "Could it be, could there be another reason? ”

"Once you become a stall owner, you can't leave the stall." Balu lowered his head and said, "This is Adler's order. ”

"Adler." Lord Poker said coldly.

"The little one has already told him everything he knows."

"Hmph, your kid was cunning and treacherous just now, and now he has tears in his eyes and warmth. It seems that there are several sides to each other. ”

"Yes, I'm sorry......" Baloo seemed to have something to say, and his dry, thick lips finally shuddered and said nothing.

"You can go." Master Poker said.

"Thank you." Balu's tearful eyes swept over the crowd one by one, then he pulled his hat and left.

As the sun sets, the red sun is still giving its last touch to the bluestone pavement.

"Guys, it looks like we're going to make trouble with the Wind Storm Bureau again." Lord Poker said as he looked at the sunset.

"Good!" Ziqi responded.

"Hmm." Lingling nodded, but her eyes were still looking at Baru, who was walking away.

"Lingling, what are you looking at?" Lord Poker asked.

"He doesn't look like a treacherous person in the end, and I think there must be other reasons why he cares so much about money."

"Do you think he still wants to run?" Master Poker said.

"Hmm." Ling Ling nodded and retracted his gaze, "I guess, there are also black ships here that you can leave." ”

"But the ticket is expensive." Master Poker whispered, he understood what Lingling meant.