Vins just wanted to do a good job, and he didn't even think about selling the vignetting powder. In this special period, these viglet powders are sold, and they may not be able to buy them back at double the price!

These gangsters, go out with 20 gold crowns! Isn't this bullying?!

The tall man quickly found a large purse, and Vince almost cried when he saw the last glimmer of hope dashed.

"Brother," said the tall man, handing the money bag to Vince, "there are only eighteen gold crowns in it, which the boss has given us to deal with the present situation, and it is not even your twenty gold crowns." ”

"Come, brothers, get the money together and go back for reimbursement!" the tall man shouted at the three.

The four of them gathered in a pile, and you took me together for a long time, and then turned around and said with a difficult face: "We have been together for a long time, and the total is only seventy-two silver narr, brother, do you think it will be okay if you don't do this?"

Eighteen silver narls per person when you go out, you are rich enough......

"I ...... I still have eight silver narls here......"

The "waste" who had been lying on the ground said reluctantly in a hoarse voice, tremblingly raising the money in his palm.

The tall man stretched out his hand and took the money, and said to Vins in a very sincere tone: "Brother, you can only get so much, but it is already much higher than the market price, so you can laugh at it!"

"Hmph, forget it, I see that you really can't make it up, and I don't lack those rotten money, you guys, pack up and get out of here!" Seeing that there was still a chance, Wen Si hurriedly pretended to be generous.

Suddenly, the tall man's voice became cold and said, "Brother, this is not good. Our job is to recycle vignetting powder, and since we can afford the price you offer, we have to bring it back. ”

You're so dedicated!!

Vins was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, but he could only say quietly: "I see, you said it earlier! Since this is the case, then I won't be strong, you can take the dark corner powder!"

Passing the vignette powder in one hand, and the money bag and the change of the five in the other, Wins was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

"I hope you keep the promise. The tall, gloomy eyes glanced at Vince one last time.

Wen Siqiang smiled and said, "That's for sure, the past is not to blame, the past is not to blame!!"

The tall man turned around and left, and the remaining three walked up to Vince and picked up the man who had been beaten down by Vins.

Vince watched as the four of them left the bedroom. When he walked outside, the man who had been knocked down by Vince was held in reverse by the other two, his face exposed to the gas lamp.

The face was also covered with a black cloth, but there was a raised mark on the bridge of the nose. The man's eyes were blank, and he seemed to have been kicked by Vince before he could recover from it.

"Bang!"

The four walked out, and the door was shut.

Vince sat down and counted the money, eighteen gold crowns, eighty silver narls, a lot of money.

Although the vignetting powder is gone, at least he still makes money, he is a fairly optimistic person, and he is not too uncomfortable.

Thinking back to the way the man who had been beaten down by himself walked out, Vince couldn't help but laugh proudly. Especially the godless eyes, as if they had been beaten stupid.

I don't know what he looks like, but I'm afraid he won't want to walk around me when we meet him in the future.

It's not hard to recognise that there is a bulge on the bridge of his nose.

Well...... Bulge...... It shouldn't be a simple bulge, it should be a scar......

It is much easier to recognize a scar, and I will see a scar on my face in the future...... Scarred ......

Scar Man!!

Vins's heart suddenly fell into the abyss! No wonder he felt that the way that man pretended to be dead was a little familiar, he was one of the gangsters in the alley that day!!

Vince broke out in a cold sweat and stood up helplessly.

The reason why the other party retreated was because he didn't know the identity of the other party and had never seen their appearance. But now it's different, he's seen Scarman's full face, and he's even hit two of his companions!

What about the Scar Man? Did he recognize himself?!

I was standing in the shadows all the time, and he couldn't necessarily see my face when he cowered in the corner......

Vince frowned, pacing hesitating in the bedroom, finally deciding not to leave anything to chance. This is a major matter related to your own life, how can you be a little sloppy?!

Deciding this, Vins thought about it again.

He didn't expose me on the spot...... No, this is too taken for granted, he can't expose it at all, and he doesn't know if I have a senior! I didn't say on the spot that I had met him, maybe he just didn't want to exacerbate the conflict!

As soon as they thought that the other party might tell the news to Gao Gao after going downstairs, the five would definitely turn back immediately.

And once they come back, the only thing left for Vins is to extinguish the mouth!!

You can't sit still and run!

Vince dragged Darkmoon's trench coat and rushed to the dining room, picked up a sword in one hand, put on shoes in the other, and neatly climbed out of the window.

Vince's home was on the third floor, next to a one-story flat-roofed flower shop, and he jumped onto the roof of the flower shop and escaped into the night.

At this time, there is no one else who can save himself. The moment Vince was ready to flee for his life, he had already thought of where he was going—Mr. Morić's home! They hadn't found him, and now only Mr. Moric could have the power to shelter him!

The group seemed to have been prepared in the middle of the night, and not long after Wens had been running on the deserted street, it was getting dark, the street stalls were already sorting out their goods, and the roadside restaurants were preparing to open for business.

This huge city machine is in operation.

There were people on the street, and it was not good for Vince to run all the way, for fear of attracting attention and finding out his whereabouts by the group. Vins was dressed very strangely at this time, a trench coat wrapped in pajamas, but fortunately, Darkmoon's trench coat was long enough to obscure the sight of passers-by.

Although he is on the street, if the other dog jumps off the wall in a hurry, it is not impossible to burst out and kill in full view. Instead of letting his guard down, Vince was more nervous than he had been when he had been running wild in the night.

Everyone has the potential to be their minions......

"Smack!"

Vince was tapped on the shoulder from behind.

Vins instantly exploded, suddenly looked back at his back, and in an instant changed from a hurried passerby to a murderous god with angry eyes, and the sword in his hand was pulled out by him!

Behind her was an old woman, standing in front of her stall, holding a piece of pastry in her hand, trembling with fright from Vince's murderous face.

"I ...... I'm making this cake...... The pastry was delicious...... of, you're going to ...... Want to buy some?"

By the end, the old woman was already crying with a hint of it.

Nervous up......

Vince sighed weakly, but he was a little hungry. Unfortunately, he escaped in such a hurry that he forgot to bring the money with him, and he was penniless at this time.

Vince sorted out his expression, put away the sword in his hand, and said, "No, let's talk about it next time." ”

"Okay, okay......" The old woman agreed and shrank back.

Vince said sorry in his heart, turned his head and hurried away.

Morridge's home is on Belva Street in the old district, a rare secluded spot in the bustling Upper Town. Why did his father have such a rich friend who could live in Uptown? Wins also thought deeply about this question, and finally came to the conclusion that Moric joined the business world after his father's death!

In the nineteen years of his life of crazy exploitation by various merchants, Vince firmly believes that it is very easy to make money by making merchants bigger.

By the time I got to Morich's house, there was already a thick fog in the street. It took a long time for Vince to identify the various house signs before he found Morrich's home.

The doors of Morwich's house are two two-and-a-half-height iron fences, painted in bright red. Behind the fence gate is a cobblestone path lined with grass and trees. At the end of the road is Morich's grand mansion – a two-story villa made of logs.

Usually there is always a guard guarding the door, and he opened the door for Vince when he visited, but the man was not there this morning, and Vince stood outside the door stupidly for a while.

"Mr. Morić?

Vins stood outside the door and tried to whisper a few words.

The gray mist floated, flowed, and faded in the air. It's already a vibrant new day in the East End, and Belva Street seems to be still asleep.

After waiting for a long time, no one came.

The headache of lack of sleep tormented Vins, and he stared blankly at a camphor tree in the courtyard that swayed slightly in the fog with trepidation and doubt.

There was a faint commotion on the street in the distance, as if there were children going to school together.

Vince smacked his head on the fence gate in pain. To this day, all his sense of security is based on the premise of his prudence. But the five robbers broke into the house at night, as if to tell Vince that his caution was nothing more than self-righteous cleverness......

The enchantments investigated by the three major guilds, the mysterious sword that looked directly at them, the crazy beast tide, the monsters in the sewers, the inexplicable street fights, and a group of robbers who may be chasing them.

Strange things were pressing on Vins, and the carefully constructed defenses were destroyed in an instant, and he was almost out of breath.

"What are you doing?"

The old and gentle voice is Morich!

Vince looked up in surprise, and Moric was looking at him from behind the fence with his usual indifferent face!

"Sir, I'm ...... I ......" The drowning man grabbed the last straw, and Vince was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

Moric looked at Vince's excited and nervous expression, frowned suspiciously, and opened the door.

"Come in and talk about it. ”

Vince nodded gratefully and walked through the door.

Before Vince could speak, Moric turned and walked into the depths of the courtyard, saying as he went, "I'm having breakfast, if you don't mind, you can come too." ”

The tone was still calm and cold, but the content of the words was unexpectedly gentle.

This is the Moric I knew? He would invite me to eat?!

"Huh?" Moric turned his head to see Vins stunned, "Are you stupid?"

"No, no, no. Vince hurriedly excused himself, trotting all the way over.