"Run away or scream, stab yourself in the stomach. ”

Instantly felt a cold chill, the side waist was pressed against the dagger, and the paper bag fell to the ground.

Trembling slightly, the body stiffened.

It's not because of fear, Bill hates being touched, feels like he's eaten shit, stomach juice rolls over, and his whole body is rejected.

"Hey, Williams, you have today, too. ”

The middle-aged man thought Bill was scared and was very satisfied, letting go to give him some respite.

Bill slowly stepped back, distancing himself from the man.

Under the dim street lamp, some people came out of the shadows, armed with iron pipes or wooden sticks, and gradually surrounded Bill, staring at him.

"I was careless, I was a little slack after I came to the new city, and I didn't notice anyone watching and tracking me when I was thinking about things just now. 」

"You can't use shadow power, you can't solve everyone at once, and the secret will be revealed. 」

Without panicking at all, he squinted and looked around, his eyeballs shook from side to side, and he calmly thought about countermeasures.

"It seems that Williams has been entangled with him for a long time, how much money did he borrow?"

"A group of ordinary workers, armed with iron pipes and daggers, not a big organization, if they don't owe much, they can settle peacefully. 」

"Ask for a lot of money, kill them. 」

"Let's go, Williams, let's find a quiet place to sit down and talk, and settle the bills. ”

"Yes. ”

Hearing Bill's answer, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, not as resolute as when he threatened people, and it seemed that he was just pretending to be calm.

The moonlight was obscured by a faint mist, reflecting the city in haze, and they entered the alley, where Bill walked in the middle, with people staring at him in front and behind, leaving no room to escape.

There are many alleys in the fog capital, and since the city is expanded directly on the old town, the main streets are neat and orderly, but the deep alleys are criss-crossed.

Occasionally, dogs barked, and police officers carried lanterns to check at the entrance of the alley, never going deep into the alley.

Unless they are addicted to smoking, they hide in the alley, pinch a handful of tobacco leaves and throw them into the cigarette holder to light them, and enjoy their life after mental paralysis.

The middle-aged man led the way around the police and quickly reached his destination.

It's an abandoned factory, and it's hard to imagine such a building in the depths of a residential area, but it's true, and the alley is full of small, abandoned factories.

Walking into the factory, the spiders were webed, the ground was covered with dust, the windows were sealed with wooden strips, and the hand-spinning wheels that didn't even have pedals were piled aside, and the wooden planks were rotting.

There was light in the factory, and there were already people waiting here in advance, and the middle-aged man also stopped and sat on the chair, and the leather chair was exposed with cotton.

"It's quiet here, Williams, and now we can settle the score. ”

"What about accounting?"

A man with glasses stepped out of the crowd, with an abacus in his arm and a submissive expression, very different from that of a worker debt collector.

"Mr. Langes, Mr. Cliff needs to pay back 68 gold pounds and 24 pence. ”

“！！”

Bill, standing not far from Langes, surrounded by workers, was calm and did not need to be timid in the face of the rabble.

But when he heard the repayment amount, his heart contracted violently, and he couldn't help it.

"You're kidding me. ”

"How much did I borrow from you?"

Somewhat excited, Bill only had 80 gold pounds left, which could be used for a lot of things, and if he paid off his debts, he would need to live on a budget.

He doesn't like to be careful, and of course wealth is a prerequisite.

"Williams, you haven't shown up for too long, and you forgot that you borrowed money and didn't pay it back for more than two years?"

"I'm not a philanthropist, six cents of monthly profit, I've given you enough time to raise money, and you have injured my people many times, and I haven't even counted the medical expenses!"

"If you don't pay back tonight, I'll sell you to human traffickers, to underground hospitals that need human body research, and to evil sects as living sacrifices!"

Langes banged his hands on the armrests of the seat, saliva spurted out, and he was even more agitated, he hadn't slept well for more than two years in order to collect debts from this man.

To be a loan shark, but at the same time, you have to face the risk of losing all your money, a person has gone to borrow a loan shark, do you still expect him to repay the money on time?

With a wave of his hand, the worker struck the ground with an iron pipe and slowly approached Bill, his gaze fierce as if he were about to dismantle him.

Syllable!

A gunshot rang out, and the bullet slashed through his ears and into the wall, and Grace suddenly stiffened, his arm stopped in mid-air, and he remained in the posture that he was about to slap.

Even the workers stopped moving, swallowed their saliva, and could not move on.

"Speak well. ”

"It's okay to pay it back. ”

"But I'm going to see the loan slip and recalculate the interest. ”

The revolver was aimed at Langus, and Bill twisted his neck, looked around with a cold gaze, and said indifferently.

The workers were swept away, and they all looked away, not daring to look at him, and the iron pipe was also hidden behind them, at a loss.

Eyes returned to Langus, who had taken a gun with him since he left Girchroncy, only firearms and strength could bring a sense of security, the revolver was outside, and the other weapons were still stored in the shadow space.

"Hehe, hahahaha......"

"Bill, what are you doing, put down your pistol, we're good friends, we have something to say. ”

Langus suddenly laughed, changing his face faster than he could turn a book.

"You have really changed, you have disappeared for more than three months, your eyes have changed, I knew that you would have a future interest, so I lent you money......"

"Of course it's a good thing to be able to pay back the money, where did you go to pan for gold during this time?"

Langes was overwhelmed with emotion, a fine sweat broke out on his forehead, and he used words to hide his panic.

"It's not about you. ”

Bill pulled the trigger again, and another bullet grazed Langes, smashing into the spinning wheel.

"Accountant, find out the IOU and show him it!"

Langes's eyes widened, he couldn't believe that this man didn't leave any room, and after a while, he was afraid, and slowly squeezed out the haze between his eyebrows, and motioned for the accountant to hurry over.

The accountant hurriedly pulled out a yellowed piece of paper.

The IOU was indeed signed 'Williams Cliff' in the name of 'Williams Cliff', and the loan amount was 15 gold pounds, two years and two months ago.

"Damn loan sharks!"

"Damn Leroll!"

"Damn Williams Cliff!"

"I'm bad enough, why should I wipe my ass for the debt!"

"I can pay you back 20 gold pounds, you agree, the debt problem ends peacefully, if you don't agree, I shoot you to death, and the debt problem ends forcefully. ”

"You!"

Langes dared not speak in anger, seeing that his subordinates also lost confidence, his eyes rolled rapidly, and he seemed to be thinking about how to turn the situation back at this moment.

Bill waited patiently, not in a hurry, and even pulled out another revolver and kept playing with it to replenish his ammunition.

Langes was even more nervous when he saw Bill pull out his gun again.

"Dear Bill, you've got a lot of guns this time. ”

"It doesn't matter if you have more money or less money, everyone is a good friend, it's the way to make money, can you tell me, let me make a small profit, make up for the loss......"

Langes swallowed, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and slowly got up, raising his hands in a gesture of friendship.

"No, you can't. ”

The tone was cold, and there was mockery in his eyes.

He took out his money bag, took out 20 gold pounds and threw it at Langus, his eyes glancing around, and no one objected.

Tearing up the IOUs and flying confetti, Bill strode out of the abandoned factory without looking back.

When Bill walked out of the abandoned factory, everyone seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and Langus crouched on the ground and picked up the gold pound, not forgetting to stare at Bill's back.

"That shitty bastard, where the hell did he make so much money?"

"No, I want to know his secret, and I want to get a share of the money!"

Leaving the deep alley, Bill was wary of his surroundings and let caution return.

Back at the place where he was intercepted, the paper bag full of daily necessities had long since been picked up by the scavengers, and he had to come to the store again to buy necessities such as soap.

"I hate being on a budget. ”

"What did Williams borrow so much money for, and his family didn't have anything of value. ”

"Shit, this kid is so short of money, he won't keep a mistress outside, right?"

Speculate wildly and return to the brick building.

First go to the fat woman's room to retrieve the letter, she is urging Bill to pay the rent, leaving a gold pound for her to keep her mouth shut, Bill returns to the attic with the letter and the paper bag.

The windows were still open, and the room was still in a mess.

Light a kerosene lamp and fill the room with light, and while Bill has night vision, it's best to keep it out of anyone's eyes.

It was very windy tonight, and Bill went to close the window and suddenly looked out the window, and he found that his night vision seemed to have become stronger, and he was more sensitive to light, and he was easily shaken.

For example, now, when he wants to close the window, there is a reflection in the attic opposite, and he instantly notices.

......

Syllable!

"Sniper!"

In an instant, he leaned over and lay on the ground, his heart beat faster, and the bullet hit the wall through the glass, shattering the glass and falling all over the ground.

Quickly roll into the corner and take out the revolver.

After more than half a month, when the tension returned, his hands trembled slightly, I don't know if it was because he had just escaped from the death line, he was frightened, or because of excitement.

"Life is full of crises, isn't it?"

The sniper fires again, and Bill immediately smashes the kerosene lamp with his revolver, and the attic is dark again, and the sniper loses vision.

"It looks like the sniper has been here waiting for Williams to return for some time. ”

"What now?"

"I also have a sniper rifle and night vision, but he misses two shots, and if his IQ is normal, he shouldn't stay where he is. ”

Bill's brain spins and he begins to think seriously about the situation and plan to fight back.

Suddenly there was a fat woman's cry downstairs.

"Oh my god, Bill, what are you doing upstairs, you broke the window!!"

The residents also came out of their rooms after hearing the gunshots, and it was already the time to break from work, and they all stood at the door and complained loudly to the fat woman.

Footsteps were heard in the attic, and three bronze binoculars were removed from their waists and placed on a wooden table.

The shadow quickly climbed onto the wooden table, and the shadow's eyeballs quickly appeared on the shadow, lying behind the telescopes.

Bang bang bang!

"Bill, open the door!"

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Open the door! If you don't open the door, I'll come in by myself!"

Paying attention, not disturbed by the knock on the door, the shadow eyeballs saw through the telescope that the curtain of the attic opposite was closed, and there was no figure behind the curtain.

The shadow peeked out of the window and peeked around to make sure there was nothing else, and then Bill withdrew the shadow and patted the dirt on his body.

There was already a clangling of keychains outside the door, and the fat woman had just inserted the key into the keyhole when the door clicked open.

Bill was carrying a revolver with a gloomy face.

Norman did not have a ban on guns, and many hunters relied on homemade shotguns to hunt in the mountains, and the squire nobles also owned guns to prevent thieves from entering the territory.

In Norman, as long as you have money, you can easily buy guns, but the taxes on the sale of guns and ammunition are so expensive that ordinary people will not even consider buying them.

The crowd outside the door was furious and chattering, but when they saw the revolver in Bill's hand, they instantly shut up, waiting for the fat woman to ask.

"Well, Bill, what just happened, I seem to hear gunshots, and how ...... window"

The fat woman swallowed her saliva and looked into the dark attic, hesitating to ask questions.

"Bird hunting. ”

Cockpistols were wrenched, and the shots were fired outward, and with a snap, the tenants all covered their ears and squatted on the ground, terrified and afraid to ask any more questions.

"Bill, now, it's time to rest, please don't disturb other tenants to rest, that, that you still need to compensate for the glass ......"

The fat woman slowed down for a long time, her chest rose and fell, her speech was intermittent, and she was no longer full of energy.

"Got it. ”

With a bang, the door shut, turning everyone out.

The tenants were dumbfounded, looked at each other, and dispersed.

With the door closed, Bill relaxed his muscles and leaned his back against the door.

Breathing slowly, adjusting his emotions, and having just 'come home' with so much trouble, Bill believes that this ambush is just the beginning.

"There's no explanation for a bad life. ”

"There are many mysteries, am I caught up in it, or was it premeditated?"

"Williams Cliff, what's hidden in this man?"

"Who wants him to disappear?"