Silver Fox Sean is a man in his forties, with a height of 1.71 meters, a strong body, and short brown hair, which makes him not look particularly prominent. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info his eyes are always full of greed, and he longs for more to satisfy his quest for power. The leader of a mercenary group like him has actually come to an end in the mercenary industry, and there will be no prospects for development. If he continues to expand, no one will need to target him, and the ruling class will be ruthless and reckless to get rid of him.

Mercenaries are not and cannot be armed, as the latter means an uncontrolled threat and is the most hated target of those rulers.

Therefore, Sean paid more attention to how to improve his status and status, and tried every means to get an official position, and gorgeously transformed from a mercenary organization to a privileged class. Among the list of his friends were many wealthy merchants, as well as officials, and nobles. Although he was greedy, he was not blinded by greed, he knew that he was a sharp blade in the hands of the powerful, the sharp blade used by the great men who stood high, tearing apart those enemies.

Sean would never refuse these people's requests. He was able to complete the task perfectly every time, which also made the big shots turn a blind eye to his expansion and let it go.

Some time ago, a big man asked him to loot a batch of goods, and he didn't ask why, nor what it was, he immediately led his men to ambush in the wilderness, and successfully looted five truckloads of goods. He didn't care what these goods were, how much they were worth, he sent someone directly to the big man's house, for which he also received praise, but praise was not enough, he wanted more, such as the position of captain of the garrison.

Once he becomes the captain of the garrison, his mercenaries will become guards, and after putting on a layer of official skin, he will not be the lowly Sean, but the captain of the garrison, Sean, a "big man" who stands in the privileged class.

A few days after this incident, he was told that he was in trouble. What he plundered was a monopoly that belonged to Ortrenburg. I don't know much about Ortlenburg Sean, and the only thing he knows is that the Boer family attacked Ortlenburg, but there was no scum left that was gnawed by the city lord's means, and those nobles who needed him to look up to were cut down.

Wren in Ortlenburg is a ruthless character.

But everything has been done, and regretting it at this time is too unprincipled, and if you want to climb up, it is absolutely impossible not to offend people. The same interests can bind two people they don't know, and the same hatred can do the same.

During this time, Sean has been living in seclusion in Veneer's lair, almost not even going out of the house, and he doesn't even plan to leave the city until this turmoil has passed.

At the same time, he is also actively communicating with the big people behind him, hoping to get shelter. If it had been before, the big man might not hesitate to reject him, but now, the situation seems to have taken a turn for the better.

Just after eating and drinking, exercising, in this temperature of only a dozen degrees, the upper body is red, and the beads of sweat continue to be compatible, gathering together, forming a strip of water stains hanging on his body, exuding bursts of heat. A dozen wounds in his chest made him look a little horrible, linking him to the bad guys. If you ignore these things, just looking at his face, it gives people a very ordinary feeling, he is like an ordinary old farmer on the side of the road, there is nothing amazing about it.

Lifting the bucket and pouring a poke of cold water over his head, he took a few breaths and tossed the bucket aside. Immediately, a woman came over to help him wipe the water droplets on his body, and he pondered, thinking about his way out.

You can't be too passive, and in this matter, you must be proactive.

"Captain, there is a big deal, can you take it?", his subordinates broke in, and Sean had long been accustomed to it.

He glanced at the man coldly, "Didn't I say that I haven't taken any jobs recently." ”

The subordinates showed embarrassed looks, and they stopped talking, Sean's eyebrows were about to rise, and he glared, "Say!"

The man breathed a sigh of relief, and then said in a low voice: "The boss of the golden ear of wheat said that he wanted to ask us to transport a batch of supplies to Milin City, and give a reward of thirty gold coins, but they asked us to deliver it on time, and the goods must not be damaged in any way, and we must pay a deposit of fifteen gold coins first." ”

Golden Ears of Wheat is a medium-sized chamber of commerce in the city of Veneer, dealing in food and household goods, and occasionally making a cameo appearance as a smuggler, buying and selling a little forbidden goods. In fact, many businessmen and chambers of commerce are doing this, buying and selling those officially licensed things will not have too high profits, and only those that are not allowed to buy and sell can bring huge wealth. This time, the order was obviously to transport contraband, otherwise it would not have offered a high price of thirty gold coins.

This price is high enough, and the price of five or six sorties on the top, Sean is also a little hesitant. He has seven or eight hundred people under his hands, and people eat a lot of money every day. If the turmoil caused by the loot cannot be calmed down in a short period of time, and there is no need for others to do it, the Silver Fox Mercenary Group will collapse on its own. The outlaws under him are not kind people, they can't get money with you Sean, and it's difficult to even eat and drink, so why should they work for you?

The sequelae of the continuous merger turned into a big trouble at this moment, he could buy these people with money, so in the face of financial difficulties, those people would naturally leave because they had no money.

He hesitated, but still chose to compromise, "Let the three teams do it, be careful on the road." ”

Sean didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this, there are a lot of such things on weekdays, and some valuable things are handled by the mercenary group, and a part of the deposit must be paid first. If the mercenary group thinks that these things are more cost-effective than the profits brought by transportation, and simply swallow them without escorting, wouldn't those merchants cry and faint in the toilet? It is precisely because of the deposit that the merchants dare to hand over their valuable things to the mercenary group to escort.

Fifteen gold coins were quickly taken out and delivered to the pocket of the Golden Wheat Boss, and two huge carriages with seals and even iron sheets slowly left Venier, escorted by more than two hundred men.

It wasn't until late at night, three days later, that Sean was awakened from his dream by the sound of an argument. He sat up abruptly, pulled out a long sword from the side of the bed in one hand, and shrank behind the door, listening carefully to the sounds outside.

"The boss is already asleep, and I'll talk about it tomorrow. This is his henchman, who is in charge of the vigil at night.

Another familiar voice shouted, "What are you sleeping?" Everything has been robbed, hurry up and wake up the boss, otherwise something will happen." ”

"That's not going to work, it's all going to happen anyway, I'll talk about it tomorrow morning......"

"You can't understand human speech when you step on a horse, don't you?", followed by the sound of a sharp sword unsheathed, choking.

"What are you doing, you want to rebel?", the henchman also drew his sword.

Sean relaxed his tense nerves at this time, he held the long sword and pushed the door out, somewhat angry, "What's the matter?"

He was very familiar with the people who came, a small captain in the third team, a very exciting person. The man immediately cried and pounced, "Boss, the brothers were robbed, not to mention the goods left, and more than 70 people were killed and injured." ”

Sean's brain was black in an instant, things were robbed, he didn't care if people died, he was the master who tied his head to his trouser belt and played with his life in this line of work. The key was the deposit of fifteen gold coins, which was the last bit of savings in his pocket. Over the years, he has spent almost all his wealth in order to curry favor with the powerful, otherwise how could those real nobles take you to play with a mud dog leg pariah?

This raid on the caravan on the Ortlenburg side did not have any income, but what was obtained was a favor. For the sake of this favor, he also took out a sum of money to pay those who went out.

He strode over and grabbed the man by the collar, and pulled him up from the ground, his eyes were round, the horizontal flesh on his face was bulging, and his face was full of hideousness, "You say it again, the thing is lost?"

"Yes...... , lost!"

Sean threw out the person in his hand with all his might, and walked back and forth a few steps anxiously, a cold light flashed in his eyes, "There has never been a problem before, why did something happen this time, and it was still at this time?", he looked at his henchman, "Go check, ask one by one, I want to know the truth!"

At the same time, he forced himself to calm down, put on a dress, and led two of his men to the shop of the golden ears of wheat quickly. He needs to explain that it is best to get the deposit back and get through the month first.

By the time he arrived at the Golden Ear of Wheat, the door of the store had already been closed, and he rushed to Nancheng District and found the home of the owner of the Golden Ear of Wheat.

Facing Sean who came to the door, the boss of the golden ear of wheat was displeased, yawning while looking at Sean, "You'd better give me a reasonable explanation." ”

Sean suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a low voice: "I lost something......"

The merchant was stunned, "Lost?", he grabbed the cup that had just been filled with hot water and threw it at Sean, "You and I promised that things would not go wrong, and now you tell me that you lost it?"

Sean didn't dare to hide, and he couldn't hide, so he let the boiling water pour on his body, and his chest hurt for a while. His eyes were extraordinarily penetrating, and he rubbed his face violently, softening the stiff muscles, "Yes, it's lost." ”

"What are you doing here?", the merchant stood up and kicked over the chair, and the guards outside immediately rushed in, looking at Sean and the other three with fierce eyes, with the intention of drawing their swords against each other if they didn't agree.

"I'm short on money right now, can you give me the deposit first, and when I get my breath, I'll give it double. He was very humble and had to do it. He is trying to be a member of the privileged class, and he must play according to the rules of the game set by the privileged class. It's not impossible to lift the table or something, but once the table is lifted, it means that the ascending passage is closed forever, and he can't afford this loss.

The merchant looked at him with a sneer, a cold light flashed in his eyes, "If you want to get the deposit back, yes!", before Sean showed a happy expression, the merchant said again: "If you get the things back, I can give you double the deposit." If you can't find ......," the merchant snorted coldly, said no more, and turned back to the back room.

The housekeeper blocked Sean's sight with a cold face, and said with a smile: "Leader Sean, please go back, the master is going to rest." ”

Sean's nails dug into his palms, and he gasped violently, as if something was about to explode in his heaving chest. His eyes were red, he looked at the housekeeper and nodded vigorously, "Okay, okay, I'll go!"

Under the watchful eyes of the guards, he slowly walked out of the rich merchant's manor.

What to do?

For a moment, this ambitious man was confused.