"Hey, Ajaccio hasn't changed much in the past two years."

On the streets of Ajaccio, Captain Harled is leading a dozen patrols, including old Shaun, to meet everyone's gaze proudly through the streets and alleys.

During these two years, Captain Halleld, although he lived in the country, had also heard of Lawrence's prestige in the patrol and the two backers behind him, Carlo and Paulie.

Therefore, Captain Harled, who bullied the weak and feared the hard, did not go to the city to look for trouble.

It's just that this doesn't mean that Captain Harley swallowed the breath of this dove occupying the magpie's nest, in his eyes, the captain's official position was bought by himself at a great price.

As soon as the Bonaparte boy came up, he straightened out the discipline of the team, and all his gray income was cut off at once, so that Captain Harley did not get a single silver coin from the patrol for two whole years.

Now that he has received an order from Paulie to return to the patrol and take charge, Captain Hallett's first thought is to let the whole of Ajaccio see who is in charge of the current patrol.

"Hey, old Sean, what do you think I'm wearing in this dress?"

Captain Harley smugly turned to the side and asked Old Sean on the side, pulling the same style of patrol uniform as Lawrence.

Old Sean glanced at Harled, who had a big waist and a round waist, his erect belly and waist fat were about to be as wide as his shoulders, and even the belt around his waist was tied at the widest point.

"Heh... Of course, it's a good fit. Old Sean endured the condemnation of his conscience and said with a smile.

"That's pretty much it." Captain Harley got even more carried away, and led the patrol toward the market with his head tilted back and humming a tune.

He was going to tell all the citizens in the liveliest place that he Harley was now the master of the patrol.

......

"Look, it's the patrolmen."

"That's right, old Sean is here too... Wait, who's that fat guy next to him? ”

"I don't know, I'm also wearing a uniform, it seems to be the captain's uniform, this can't be..."

The people in the market quickly noticed the patrols coming in line, and the sudden appearance of Captain Harled's unfamiliar face immediately caused many people to whisper.

Compared to the bewildered citizens, many of the older vendors present quickly showed frightened and panicked expressions, and the fat-headed, big-eared appearance of Captain Harley was once a lingering nightmare for them.

Before Lawrence's rectification, the patrol team had to extort a lot of money from these vendors every once in a while, and the reasons for extortion were endless, from protection fees to back taxes, which could not be the same for most of the year.

And if anyone dares to defy this blackmail, then Captain Harley will be very happy to open the Corsican law, choose one of the charges he likes, and put it directly on the person's head.

"That's Harled! How did he go back to the patrol again! ”

An elderly vegetable farmer pushing a flatbed cart picked up the towel on his shoulder and wiped a cold sweat in a daze, and then couldn't help but point at Captain Luck in surprise and shouted.

After screaming, the old farmer couldn't help but touch a terrible dark red scar on his abdomen, which he had received after he had paid a fine demanded by Captain Khaled's a few years earlier.

"It turned out to be Harled!"

"God, how could it be him."

"What is Governor Pauly thinking, how could such a person be allowed to take the place of Lord Bonaparte?"

As the old farmer shouted out the identity of Captain Harled, many citizens who had not seen him in person, but had heard of this notorious villain, began to discuss it.

Captain Hallett's face instantly turned cold, and he also listened to the discussions of these citizens, especially what someone said inside, that he replaced Lawrence, which made him even more angry.

"You!"

Captain Harley took two steps forward, pointed at the old peasant's nose and shouted:

"You shitty mud legs, what are you shouting?!"

"I... I..."

The old vegetable farmer was as thin as a bamboo pole, and his body was even more rickety because of his old age, and he couldn't even lift his head in front of Captain Hallad.

The old farmer's body curled up slightly, and he didn't dare to say a word for a long time, so he had to push the flatbed truck full of vegetables and retreat in fear.

"Damn, did you leave!"

Captain Harley took two steps to catch up, and his leg was slammed into the old farmer's squeaky flatbed truck.

Just listen to the clang.

The strength of this old farmer is no better than that of Captain Harled, who weighs more than 200 pounds, and he directly rolled and fell on the muddy ground with the people and the car.

The old peasant struggled to get up from the mud, oblivious to the bleeding bruises on his body.

His eyes were fixed on the muddy ground in front of him, where a dozen fresh, green cabbages were lying in the mud, all covered in ash, many of which had been crushed by the fallen flatbed truck.

"Dish... My food... My dish... These can sell for four silver coins..."

This is the liveliest market in Ajaccio.

But at this moment it was the quietest place in Ajaccio, and the helpless and pitiful murmur of the old peasant clearly reached the ears of every citizen present.

"What bullshit."

Captain Harley took two steps forward with his lips, looked at a cabbage that still looked intact, lifted his right foot in a leather shoe, and stepped on it hard.

Poof.

The crumbling leaves mingled into the dirt and made an uncomfortable sound.

"Enough! Captain Hallold, enough is enough! ”

Old Sean stepped forward quickly, helped the vegetable farmer to stand up, and shouted sternly at Captain Harled:

"Anyway, these vegetables are his property, and you have no right to do so!"

"Possessions? Okay, Lao Tzu compensates him. ”

Captain Harley was about to get angry, but he suddenly paused, then nodded with a sneer.

With that, Captain Harold took out his purse, which had been bulging into a ball, and took a gold coin from it, squatted down and shook it in front of the old peasant, and then said:

"Clay legs, I paid you for this gold coin."

The vegetable farmer looked at the gold coin in front of him stupidly, as if the wound on his body didn't hurt anymore, and he stretched out his hand to take the gold coin.

And I saw that Captain Harley suddenly sneered, held the gold coin in his palm like a trick, and said jokingly:

"Wait, I'm not done yet, I'll compensate you for one gold coin, but the fine for you is two gold coins."

"Fines? What fines? What did he do?! Old Sean couldn't help but snap his breath.

"Hmph."

Captain Harley stood up, kicked twice at the flatbed that had completely fallen apart, and said in a cold voice:

"He pushes a cart and sets up a stall here, doesn't this affect the city's appearance? Not a road occupation? If you want me to say, two gold coins are not enough. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Captain Harley turned his head to look at the other vendors, licked his lips, seemed to have smelled the coins, and said loudly:

"And you, stay where you are, get the fine ready, uncle, and I'll check out what violations you have."

"You!"

Old Sean stared, his right hand couldn't help but hold on the hilt of the knife, and he took several deep breaths before he endured this breath, and then took out a few gold coins from his wallet and secretly stuffed them into the vegetable farmer.

And these onlookers, under the obscenity of Captain Harled, had to speed up their pace and leave here.

But they could never forget the sight of the poor vegetable farmer lying in the mud, and even the saint gritted his teeth when he remembered the scene when Harley raised his right foot and trampled the cabbage.

Even because of this, the seeds of dissatisfaction with Pauly have been planted in the hearts of many citizens, after all, it was Governor Pauli himself who ordered the replacement of Lord Bonaparte with the murderous captain of Harled.

Of course, no one noticed that in the crowd, a young man hidden under a linen cloak silently watched as this unfolded, and then disappeared into the corner of the street following the dispersed crowd.