Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Thug
The Mikaassyria branch of the Chamber of Commerce, John accompanied Martin and them into the Chamber of Commerce.
"Ah, isn't this Mr. Martin, what's the matter?"
A man dressed as a round-headed businessman stepped forward and said with a grin, while also looking at the stranger John out of the corner of his eye, and soon understood what he meant.
"Well, it seems that it's that thing again, how many times have you said it, Mr. Martin, you are really persevering."
Martin's confident smile emerges, because the expression is hidden behind the glasses, making him look not too arrogant, making people think that it is a very modest smile.
"Since you know what I mean, Mr. Claude, I won't say much more kind words, you know."
There was an aggressive momentum in the tone.
Not to be outdone, Claude rose to the challenge: "Yes, I also want to see how many times you want to be beaten to understand." ”
Unconsciously, several huge men had closed the door of the Chamber of Commerce.
"Hehe, I'm telling you Claude, I'm not the same Martin anymore, this time I'm bringing a figure who can kill all your men, don't you want to throw me out after beating me up this time!"
A sneer, showing Martin's determination, he looked at John on the side and said, "Right, Mr. John?" ”
John responded to Martin with a dead fish-eyed look, and after a long time, it turned out that he was asking him to be a thug, and lied to him that he came here to buy something with him, and he was really drunk.
"He? This little white face that doesn't look like it's beaten at all? Haha, Martin, isn't your clever brain confused? ”
Claude smiled very happily, he pointed to the big men around him: "I'll tell you the truth, these bodyguards I spent a lot of money to invite, all of them are masters with high martial arts attainments, hmph, mage, what use can it be?" ”
"Hahaha!" Martin laughed, "What's the matter, let me tell you, Mr. John is an archmage who can destroy the dueling arena in an instant, and in the face of you guys, just one second is enough!" ”
I'm embarrassed about this, John couldn't stop covering his face.
"Ah, by the way, Mr. John, please please exercise moderation, don't use that kind of large-scale tricks, in case it harms other people, it won't be good."
Claude won't be yelled at: "Hmph, pretending to be a ghost, it's strange that you can invite this kind of mage!" You guys give me a beating and beat him up!" ”
In the blink of an eye, the battle began, and in front of and behind John, muscular men appeared in all directions, encircling him.
Seeing that John was about to be hit hard, Martin and the others were all in their throats.
With the left hand and the right hand, the muscular man's attacks were blocked one by one by the hand that emitted the afterimage, and then his legs swept to the ground, knocking all the muscular men who had lost their support points to the ground, and the heavy sound of "poof" sounded.
Mending knives have always been John's favorite, and as long as the enemy is not completely incapacitated, John will not let up, and a few swishing punches hit their temples, knocking them to the ground literally, these times add up to less than thirty seconds, like flowing water, in one go.
Clapping his hands, John looked at Martin, who was so surprised that his jaw almost fell to the ground, and made an OK motion.
And Claude, who lost his bodyguard, even Martin who didn't use spells could defeat him, only to see Martin show an evil smile and step by step towards Claude who retreated to the corner.
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Looking at Martin, who was counting the money, John finally knew why he had brought a large suitcase, which turned out to be convenient for the money.
After all, Claude made a lot of ill-gotten gains from the students, so now Martin is just taking back the students' money, and as for the use, I'm afraid only Martin alone knows.
"Thanks to Mr. John, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to get the profiteer Claude to change his ways.
It's a little careful, and I hope you can take it. ”
It has to be said that Martin is very good at man, he divided three-fifths of the gold coins he retrieved from Claude and handed them to John, who had been watching, knew the amount of gold in the large suitcase very well.
It seems that Martin himself does not want to hand over this money to the academy, and no one on the academy side should know about this matter, that is, Martin pulled John on the same thief ship.
It doesn't matter, for John, no matter whether he kills people and sets fire or something, as long as he doesn't make any big things at this stage, he can accept it, as a human being, he can't do without money, and sometimes he can really do whatever he wants, John is a human being very well aware of this, and it is necessary to use money to buy some necessities during this time.
With the slogan of happy cooperation, the two shook hands kindly.
"Mr. John, I think there are still some areas that need your help, I wonder what you think?"
"No problem, use my place, please call me without any scruples."
The two reached a mysterical consensus.
In the next few days, many countless merchants in the Land of Spells were sacked in humiliation, and although they were committed by a gang of two, because the merchants themselves did not do very honorable things, they could only swallow their anger and curse these two bastards who robbed the money to die a good death.
In John's bedroom, he probably counted the amount of money he had obtained so far, and if he remitted gold coins, it would be about 100,000 gold coins, and he would divide it with Martin, a total of more than 400,000 yuan.
Put a long line to catch a big fish, Martin's plan is like this, he robbed these immeasurable profiteers who are squeezing the academy, but did not let them stop this behavior, the reason is very simple, if they are not stupid, they will continue to sell to the academy at this high price to earn a high fee, and they are robbing after a while, no, it should be a negotiation, in order to form a sustainable development, communication with these businessmen is very necessary, otherwise John They would not have just had such a little money.
Because of John, a professional kicker, every bodyguard invited by the Chamber of Commerce can fight, and even if he can, he will still be beaten into a pig's head in the end, and under John's obscenity, they can only give in and acquiesce in this mutually beneficial relationship.
With this money, John not only went to the door to collect debts these days, but sometimes he would buy some expensive potions that could enhance spells when passing by, so as to create a high-quality environment for his apprentice Tiffany.
Every day, Tiffany and her disciple Stella would come to John's house in the evening to receive special education counseling from John, as well as a soak in a medicinal bath to strengthen her physical and mental strength.
And the matter of raising funds to rebuild the dueling arena was left to Martin, and John had a pretty good time these days, of course, provided that there were no uninvited people who were dead-faced.