Happy National Day, everyone

Hobbes felt aggrieved, very aggrieved, as the bloodline of the Chamberlain family, he actually had to bow to Wirt's unborn city guards, which was already a shame for her. And today Wirther has seized all the property in his name.

And his father, the owner of the land, finally replied to him that he could reopen in a week. The son of the lord's family! The ruler family who owns this land has to go through such a thing! Hobbes no longer thinks that Wirt's approach is slapping him in the face, it is purely a slap in the face of the entire Chamberlain family, and even Hobbes sees a picture: with Werther rounding his arm and whipping the motion, the family castle began to shake constantly, and it could even collapse at any time......

What's more,

When Wirther informed himself of this, he did not have a smug expression at all, as if this was what he should do! If this boy who picked up was allowed to be arrogant, then the children of the Chamberlain family would not have a good life in the future...... With this in mind, Hobbes walked aimlessly, and unconsciously walked to the courtyard of Neville Chamberlain's villa, and looked through the iron fence Hobbes at the exquisite little building, whose owner was the next Chamberlain family, Nivelle Chamberlain, the son of the earl.

Hobbes shook the knocking bell that hung in the doorway......

Nevelle didn't like Wirt, and Wirther didn't care about it, and when he took care of Hobbes, he was destined to have the entire Chamberlain family hostile to him, but as long as Count Chamberlain supported him, he could do what he wanted to do with confidence.

After leaving the Earl's Court, Wirther rushed to the cell of the City Defense Division and summoned the prisoner who lived on the third floor, an old man with white hair and almost no teeth.

"You old dog has lost all his teeth, can you still gnaw bones?" ordered his soldiers to unshackle the old man, and then let them retreat, and Wirt tossed a wooden pipe to the old man before asking his own question.

"Gnaw and move, gnaw and move, isn't it just that a dog has to gnaw bones when he lives in the world? The old man who had grabbed the pipe was not polite at all, and with a smirk, he picked up a box of tobacco on Wirther's table and stuffed it into the pipe, lit a fire and took a beautiful puff, and then stood motionless like a statue for a long time before he opened his mouth and spat out a puff of pale blue smoke. "Master Hammer, your tobacco leaves are a good thing, and five stones are added to it. ”

Wushisan is a medium poison made by mixing the fragments of five ores together, but it will make people feel some illusions that make people happy, so it is very popular with some old smoking guns, and they like to add some to the tobacco leaves when smoking.

"What I have here is that if you want to smoke it well, you have to do what I have to do!" Iron Hammer said and took out a small iron box, which was filled with off-white powder, which was already mixed with five stone powder.

"A little cub who doesn't even have a single hair on his eggs, so it's easy to clean up. Comfortably puffing out the light blue smoke, the old prisoner said indifferently: "One out of every three men with knives on the black street has to buy my face,

When I got back, I brought a letter to my family and asked them to take care of it. ”

"Whether the people on the black street want me to die or not, they will have to sell my face if I open my mouth! If you don't show sincerity, believe it or not, your family will have to come to report the funeral tomorrow?"

"Master Hammer understands what he means, I will write a letter tomorrow and send it out, the shadow ghost is my old thing's apprentice, he will definitely do this for Master Hammer. The old man stared at the black hammer and swallowed with difficulty, but finally suppressed the absurd idea of snatching the hammer.

Hammer was never the kind of person to be timid, but in the end those who were not afraid of him died, as if there were only two exceptions, the Earl of Chamberlain and the son of the Earl, Neville Chamberlain.

"That kid I want to live, and I have to be alive, if it's the kind of pigtail that almost takes a breath, I'd better stay with you on Huangquan Road." As he spoke, the hammer fastened the lid of the box containing the five stone scatters and pushed forward. "I'm too lazy to test your bottom line, so I'll let the little cub in the prison next door do it, remember, I just want to control the situation, so I don't need to fight and kill!"

"Master Hammer, you want Sha Wei ......" Hearing the hammer's name, the old man was stunned for a moment, his mind was spinning rapidly, while thinking about the benefits and disadvantages of this matter, while thinking about what excuse to use if he refused.

"If you think about it, if I am rejected, I will kill that cub in front of you or kill you in front of that cub. "Wirt has no woman's kindness, and is too lazy to deceive and persuade the old thing on the other side, and now that everything is under his control, he has no room for bargaining.

"I understand what Master Hammer means. The old man thought of what Iron Hammer had thought of, so his spirit that was propped up by the smoke fell out at once.

"Don't be frustrated, old Shar-rir, I'll let that little cub out and run errands for me outside when this is over. You don't want him to squat in the bitter kiln for the rest of his life like you, do you?"

"Lord Hammer is merciful. Hearing such a promise from the Iron Hammer, the old man slowly breathed a sigh of relief, as one of the actual controllers of the underground black street in Baslo Province before the Iron Hammer, he could not do without the cell of the City Defense Division in his lifetime, and now the only hope for life is the young Sha Wei who lives in the next cell and is quite close to him.

At the moment, it is a good thing that the hammer can give Sha Wei a way out, otherwise with him as a lonely and helpless child, even if he is released, he will not be able to live for a few days, and he will either be engaged in ** experiments by the master of the Mage Academy or used as cannon fodder by the gang. If he can get the help of the hammer, the guarantee of living a few more years is not small.

"Let your disciples and grandchildren inquire about this Galen matter, and it will be convenient for Shawei to do things in the future, but you must show me the news before you use it. Iron Hammer clapped his hands and called his soldiers in, and hung up the torture equipment on the old man again: "If you don't leave the cell, I can take care of all these bulky iron guys, and in the future, you can eat a steak every day, as for Shawei...... Meat is available in unlimited quantities!"

;(. Just love the net)