The guards surrounded the tavern.

The bartenders, who were already preparing for the opening, also stopped their work.

He could only sit aside and watch the captain of the guard not far away talking to Fang Hao.

"That's how it happened, and although I will testify for you, he is the son of the chief of internal affairs after all, and it is difficult to say how things will go." The captain of the guard sat on a wooden chair and explained everything that had just happened.

Bang Dang!

Not far away, the rough clay cup that the proprietress was wiping fell to the ground and hurriedly bent down to pick it up.

Just now, she was reminding that the store opposite offended the big man, the son of the housekeeper.

As a result, the store cannot be opened and sold.

Fang Hao hadn't left the house yet, so he left it to the son of the housekeeper.

It's hard not to offend now.

The sudden sound only made the two chatting people take a look, and then continued the topic just now.

"How will it be solved?" Fang Hao asked.

"It's hard to say, for some reason, the city lord has left many things to the governor to deal with, and all his sons ......." The captain paused slightly, "You know what I mean, right?" ”

"Yes, I understand." Fang Hao nodded.

Not long after, the news came that the city lord had been invited.

Fang Hao and An Jia were led in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

On the way, Anjia said curiously: "Why don't we run." ”

"What to run, what are we going to run, and the other city lord is not as good as you, what's so scary." Fang Hao said in a low voice.

Cyril is the lord of the city, and he is only a blue fifth-order hero.

In the battle, he may not have beaten Anjia.

"Am I not afraid that you are in danger?" Anja said again.

"It's okay, I've got a teleportation scroll, by the way, is the chief manager's son seriously injured?"

"Not dead."

"That'll do."

After crossing the street, the two of them came to the City Lord's Mansion.

Inside the hall.

In addition to Cyril, the city lord who had a relationship, there was also a middle-aged man with a tall and thin figure and curly hair.

"Lord of the Castle." Fang Hao nodded.

"Sit down, Mr. Fang Hao."

Fang Hao took An Jia and sat down on the side.

"My housekeeper said your guards attacked his son, and I want to know what happened." Cyril spoke flatly.

I don't hear the meaning of partiality.

"Yes, but the cause of this incident was that the son of Mr. Steward wanted to take my mount and drew his sword after being advised by the guards." Fang Hao explained.

Bang!

The tall and thin manager's face turned red, his hands slapped on the table, staring at Fang Hao and began to reprimand loudly.

"It's a great ...... that you barbarians from the countryside dare to attack public officials in the city of Pruul."

Halfway through the words, he swallowed back hard.

A magnificently shaped white short sword shaped like a canopy of a sword's head was already pressed against his throat.

"Just talk well, and if you spit at the foam, I'll open a hole for you." Fang Hao said in a deep voice.

The other party obviously didn't come to be reasonable.

Of course, Fang Hao also prefers a simpler way.

"Alright, you all sit back." Cyril spoke again.

The head of internal affairs retreated a little, pulling a certain distance before continuing: "Lord of the city, it is simply unforgivable that he dares to show his weapon here. ”

Cyril frowned at him, scolding the old man for being overwhelmed with anger.

Do you see Fang Hao below being afraid?

That leisurely appearance is like the hall of your own house.

Fang Hao's identity has always been a mystery, and the elimination of the bandit camp that has been entrenched for a long time in one day proves that there is a large army behind him.

Can you touch him?

For the sake of your son, who is causing trouble everywhere, to go to war with a city?

Is it possible?

"Okay, I also learned about this matter, there are mistakes on both sides, and I will arrange someone to treat your son at that time, and this matter will be settled." Cyril said directly.

I don't mention who is right or wrong, and I just write it off.

The housekeeper frowned, and just as he wanted to protest, he saw a warning from Cyril's eyes.

All the hatred could only swallow his stomach, gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, I'll listen to the city lord, this matter will be over." ”

"Haha, okay, Mr. Fang Hao, how do you feel?" Cyril looked at Fang Hao, "After all, this is Prull City, and beating people is a bit too much after all." ”

"Listen to the lord of the castle." Fang Hao smiled slightly.

What worried everyone, it was solved so quickly.

Cyril and the good mud of one hand, no one is right or wrong, both sides are wrong.

It's just like that, and no one is going to say it.

Of course, Fang Hao was still very satisfied with this result, after all, it was not his own person who was beaten.

The housekeeper left in a huff.

Fang Hao stayed and continued: "City Lord, I have a shop in love, just settle down and see how much it is. ”

"Yes, which one did you fall into?" Cyril asked curiously.

"Just the shopping street, the one across from the Rose Tavern."

"Oh? There are no vacant shops on that street, so it seems that you are in luck. Cyril said with some surprise.

"Perhaps."

The shop had been closed for two years because it had offended the housekeeper's son, and no one dared to buy it.

Just now, the proprietress was still talking to him about this matter, but now it's okay, don't worry about it so much, the person has been beaten by Anjia, and there is no need to offend.

"Someone." Cyril shouted.

A waiter walked in from the side, "Lord of the city." ”

"You take Mr. Fang Hao to handle the store."

"Okay, Mr. Fang Hao, Miss, please come with me."

The waiter left with the two of them and went through the formalities of the shop on the side.

The price is even more outrageous, which makes him think about whether to build a city and make money by building houses.

This Ken is so violent.

After completing the formalities, you need to send the money to the city lord's mansion within three days, and then you can take the deed and officially become the owner of the property.

While talking, the two walked out of the City Lord's Mansion.

……

Inside the tavern.

"I dare say, he can't get out." A bartender carried a table and chair and talked about what had just happened, "I've been to the City Lord's Mansion for so long, and I guess my head has been cut off." ”

"This is not necessarily, people from other places still have money, that old guy only dares to bully people in this city, and people from other cities don't dare."

"Only the living are divided between the rich and the poor." The bartender continued.

Squeak!

The door was pushed open again, and the harsh sunlight shone in, causing several people to squint slightly.

Fang Hao sat down in front of the bar again, and An Jia also sat aside.

The bartenders' eyes widened and they looked at each other.

Even if it's okay, it's not going to come back so soon.

"Solved?" The proprietress was also a little surprised, and everyone in the city knew that the housekeeper's family was even more difficult than the scoundrels.

Coming out so quickly, these two young people must have come from a lot of background.

"Solved." Fang Hao continued: "You haven't finished telling the story of this bounty yet. ”