Chapter 17: The Aftermath (5)
Royce and Duck looked at each other, not understanding what kind of play this guy was singing. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"If it weren't for the store swallowing those oblivion, who would want to come here!Man, nothing else, there's a man named Blacktooth Moson in the Drake Chamber of Commerce, be sure to help me kill him!"
As soon as these words came out, a bunch of people came around them!
"Who? Who's going to do the Drake Chamber of Commerce?"
"What Chamber of Commerce, that's a pirate den!
"Damn, two hairy boys, okay?"
"You can do it, don't compare it if you can't! Hey, two, I have good goods here, look at this pair of snake teeth heart-slashing daggers, the original price is five thousand, two thousand for you!"
Royce took the dagger and looked at it carefully: "Look at this crescent-shaped blade, it looks like a weapon of the Arabs. β
"This is the weapon of the Arabis people, look at this blood groove, look at this blade. β
Royce smiled, "Two thousand is really not expensive. Unfortunately, it is not suitable. β
"Why, aren't you a two-handed short weapon?"
"The arc of the blade is so big, and the blade is so thin, the usage must be to poke it in and twist it, and it is gone. It is definitely a first-class weapon used to fight alone, and if it is a melee, how can there be that time to twist it, and what if you can't pull it out if you poke it in? The more concise and direct the weapon, the more reliable it is. Thanks. β
Royce counted three thousand pounds and handed it to the stall owner who sold the hammer, and Duck picked up the hammer and turned to leave.
"Wait!"
The two looked back in surprise.
"The Drake Chamber of Commerce's lair is in the imperial capital, here is the branch, five floors above ground, five floors underground, and the last floor underground is a prison, and I don't know who is locked up. Be careful. β
Seeing that the two were leaving, everyone disappeared like a tidal tide, but a pair of eager eyes flashed in the bright and dark corners.
Then the two of them moved around a few more stalls, and finally Royce chose a pair of forged steel armor-piercing cones, thirty centimeters long, one thick and one thin, the tip of the cone was made of 100 steel, two millimeters thick armor, and a slight flick of the wrist pointed out a hole, very sharp.
No matter which stall you stop by, whether you buy it or not, as long as you see the red and white beanie on Royce's head, the strange boss always adds an inexplicable sentence at the end.
"The people of the Cult of the Illuminati come by on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. β
"Grab the eyes of the black mouse. Cut the thickest green line. β
"Block the corner of the room first. β
"Thank you, thank you!" Although they couldn't understand it, the two of them still thanked each other while keeping these incomprehensible hidden words in their hearts, and when they walked out of Blackstone Alley, Royce had a bulging leather bag on his shoulder, which was filled with all kinds of discounted props.
"It's really a wall that everyone is pushing down," Duck said, wiping his sweat, "How can the Drake Chamber of Commerce offend so many people." β
Royce said: "The old chamber of commerce made a fortune, isn't that one bloody with both hands searching for money from corpses?"
Duck raised an eyebrow, his mouth moved, and he didn't say anything.
"I know what you're trying to say. We are different, at least we don't let ourselves bleed. Slave trader or something-God of Light, why didn't you old man list this as one of the Ten Commandments? Perhaps, this is the real original sin! Come, coachman!"
The carriage stopped beside the two, and the coachman owed: "You two are going...... Hey, fate!"
Duck looked fixedly, wasn't it the coachman he met when he came, so he smiled and said, "Uncle, what a coincidence, just right, let's take your car again!"
"Okay, come on, Drake Chamber of Commerce?"
"That's right, I'm sorry!"
"Don't bother, let's go!"
The two got into the carriage and sat opposite each other, but they didn't say anything for a while.
After being stunned for a long time, Duck broke the silence first: "It's still early, do you want to go have a drink first?"
"Don't drink it, alcohol numbs the body, affects speed, next timeβwell, next time!" Royce said two "next time" in a row, and added a heavy "um", as if there would be no next time if he didn't confirm it like this.
Duck smiled miserably: "Where are you buried when the people of the Chamber of Commerce die?"
"Where is there a place to bury? sailor, go back to the sea. β
The coachman outside snorted coldly: "Young people have to die and live all day long, I don't know what is going on in your head." β
Duck was a little impatient: "Uncle, don't say a word." β
"When you are desperate, choose a direction to do your best, and maybe, the road will be opened. Drive!"
"Uncle, stop at the door of the police station in front of you. β
Darker spoke calmly and stopped talking, he and Royce knew that taking a search warrant meant one step closer to death.
With no foreign aid, no careful planning, and no strong strength, a desperate sailor and a policeman who can't even hang up his rank and has brute force will challenge the most powerful chamber of commerce in Port Snell head-on, and the result will be known.
The two looked at each other quietly, and this time they went, they would become a permanent trick.
"Is it worth it?
"I should have died a long time ago, and it is the God of Light who has opened his eyes to this day. Today, public and private revenge will be avenged together, and by the way, I can meet such a righteous buddy as you, it's worth it!"
"What righteousness do I have? Don't put gold on my faceβhow far am I going to go?"
"Just follow the way the police come to the door to ask for money for shoe shine. Don't live any more, beware of your life. β
"Make a big fuss, you're going to do it. β
"You're not like me, you still have a family. β
Duck was silent for a while, and said, "Once you die, you will be brisk, and the Drake Chamber of Commerce will not fight with your Chamber of Commerce?"
Royce smiled weirdly: "Sooner or later, you have to pinch it, and the plan is not as fast as the change." Compared to them, the most important thing on our side is the man of action. β
Duck turned his head away and stopped talking.
Perhaps it was the dull and oppressive atmosphere in the carriage that made the old coachman who was driving the car in front of him unhappy, and he broke the silence loudly: "There is a new thing this morning, a team of thirty or forty people from the Great Sanctuary of the God of Light Sect has entered the Drake Chamber of Commerce, do you know?"
The two of them were stunned for a moment, and Royce hurriedly asked, "Isn't the Great Holy Hall of the Bright God Sect in the Imperial Capital?"
"Yes, I heard that it was an adjutant bishop of some kind of bird, who came quietly with his attachΓ© last night, and stayed overnight in the Harbor Sanctuary first. Just now, drink, all the pomp, came out of the Harbor Sanctuary, and dragged the main priest of the Sanctuary to the Bendrake Chamber of Commerce. β
"Uncle, do you know what they're doing here?"
The old coachman shrugged: "Then who knows." Let me say, eighty percent of them were sent down by the main hall of the Church of Light to wind up the people below. β
"Winding?"
"Recently, the Port Snell branch of the Cult of Light has been in a bit of a mess. I don't care about anything, I only care about the money all day long, and those priests can't control their mouths at the top and Kiba at the bottom, haven't you heard," the old coachman turned around and squeezed his eyes, "Compared with the priests, the wild cats are innocent virgins!"
Duck laughed.
Royce asked, "What are you laughing at?"
"I kind of know what's going on. Just last month, our tax collector had a green head on his head. It was given to him by a priest of the Cult of the Illuminati. It is estimated that the tax collector can't swallow this breath, and he will initiate the relationship with the imperial capital and report to the main hall of the Light God Sect. β
"Then now set up the carriage and horses to engage in the Drake Chamber of Commerce, which one is this?"
The old coachman smiled and said, "Haven't you heard? The priests have power, the merchants have money, the officials eat all over the world, and the people smash pots for salt." If there were no Drake Chamber of Commerce to thread the needle, where would the fat and water not flow into the fields of outsiders? This time, the Chamber of Commerce and the church would be close to each other. β
"Damn," Duck said movingly, "the Drake Chamber of Commerce is also a pimping business. β
"I see," Royce said, "The Drake Chamber of Commerce is a hardcore of the Cult of Light, and he said that he didn't dare to go west to the east, and this time the horse's fart was slightly stronger, which alarmed the higher-ups, and I was afraid that the horse would be slapped down." β
The old coachman laughed and sat up straight: "Eighty percent is like this!
A short time later, the car stopped in front of the police station, and Duck jumped out of the car to get a search warrant.
There were only two people left in the car, the old driver and Royce. Royce asked, "Sir, are you ...... It's not like a coachman. β
"Yes, how can there be such thick calluses on the back of the driver's hands and wrists?"
Seeing that the other party admitted unceremoniously, Royce smiled: "The kid is only a shallow learner, and he has no knowledge, why do you have to be a big knight, right?"
"Forget it, what you say is what. β
"You have put so much effort into it, the kid is grateful, but the kid has already walked on the Huangquan Road, and your kindness can only be repaid in the next life. β
The old coachman sighed: "Obviously you are an all-round talent who can write and martial arts, but you have to lose your life for the righteousness of the gang, it's a pity! I see that you have a clear bones, and the task of maintaining world peace will be entrusted to you." I have a secret method for cultivation here, do you want to learn it?" the old guy pulled out a row of pamphlets from behind him as if he were playing a trick, "Ten pounds a copy, a rare opportunity, young man!"
Royce looked at the old guy who suddenly entered the magic stick mode speechlessly, and patted the pocket behind him: "Uncle, I just came out of Blackstone Lane, do you think I still have a huge sum of ten pounds?"
"Okay, as long as you don't die, come to Cap Lane to find me, these secret methods, I have to pit you. β
"Thank you for the cultivation of our predecessors, let's see you in the next life. Let's go. β
"Not waiting for your friend?"
"I owe him two lives, it seems that he can't pay it back, what are you waiting for him to do, go. β
When Duck went out, the carriage had already disappeared, and Duck understood what was going on after a little thought, and even jumped and shouted to stop the car, which was strange to say, the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't stop it. He turned around and went back to the police station to ask for a horse, but was told by the management office that he had to write an application for leaving the office. Darker was furious and slammed the door.
When he finally stopped a car and hurried to the door of the Drake Chamber of Commerce, he was stunned, the main entrance was wide open, and the guard at the door looked calm and calm.
It's broken, either Royce hasn't done it yet, or it's turned over for others, and he hasn't even made a wave!
The latter possibility tends to infinity...... Then, we have to get him out!