Port Ella.

The former tyrannical gang members are back alive after hearing that their leader had met with the new lord last night.

In a carpentry workshop.

Langdon, who was in the process of making a barrel, suddenly heard a loud bang.

The door to his workshop was kicked open.

A gang of gang members broke into the workshop, and the leader kicked over the cabinet with wooden wine glasses, and stepped on it with one foot with a fierce smile.

"Langdon, it's time to pay the interest you owe this month."

Langdon subconsciously picked up the axe beside him, and his voice trembled a little: "This time has been sluggish, I have stopped working for a long time, and besides, the money I owe you, even if it is three times, I have already paid it off." ”

The leader of the gang sneered: "I'm talking about interest, don't you hear clearly?" ”

He had a scar on his face that was as hideous as a centipede, and he laughed like he was wriggling.

His name is Hardy.

An eagle dog raised by Lord Rahman.

Langdon subconsciously took a step back, and then raised his tone, as if he was emboldening himself.

"I'm not going to be blackmailed by you damned thugs, your backer, that bastard named Zahn has been driven away, and now this is Lord Lothar's domain."

Hardy sneered:

"Ha, whoever sits on the throne of the lord has to ask us to lend, how much of the money we think we collect is distributed to the lord lord?"

Langdon's face couldn't help but show a hint of consternation.

"Oh, I advise you to pay back the money obediently, otherwise, this carpentry workshop of yours will have to belong to Master Rahman, and you know that he is not a benevolent person."

Langdon was silent.

Long.

As if he had exhausted all his strength, he raised his hand with difficulty and pointed to the barrel in the corner.

"Take it, it's all my savings, but only this once, and I won't give you another copper in the future."

Hardy took out the heavy money bag, counted it roughly, and frowned: "Not enough, Langdon, if you want to pay off all the interest you owe, this amount will have to be at least tripled." ”

Langdon's face flushed, and fear had been completely replaced by anger.

He gritted his axe, gritted his teeth, and walked towards Hardy.

Hardy gave him a contemptuous look, easily dodged the axe as it flew at him, and kicked Langdon to the ground.

He dusted off the dust that didn't exist on his body, and said, "I'll let you go this time, Langdon, and I'll be back next month." Remember to prepare your money bag in advance like you did today. ”

Langdon rose from the ground, his chest panting like bellows.

Many people borrow from loan sharks either in a desperate situation or are deceived and intimidated.

However, as long as one foot is sunk in, there is no possibility of pulling it out.

Before leaving, Hardy glanced back at him and sneered: "Don't stare at me so angrily, your luck is good, if it was before, if I didn't throw you on the ship and sell you to the Black Chief's court, this matter would not be so easy to end." ”

The footsteps faded away.

Langdon looked at the hand axe on the ground, and couldn't help but hold his hair and let out a painful roar.

"If the flame has a spirit, why not burn out these damn scoundrels?"

…

Hardy picked up the heavy money bag, and his mood was much better, although most of it was copper, and he could only take a tenth of it, but this was enough for him to live happily for a while.

Their customary division ratio is that the younger brother takes 10%, he takes 10%, the old man Rahman takes 50%, and the remaining 30% pays tribute to the lord.

Originally, he only had to pay two percent of the tribute to the lord, and he blamed the miserly and greedy Zahn!

Then.

The sound of heavy horses' hooves sounded.

A patrol of hussars rushed towards us.

Hardy hurriedly took off his hat and made a humble salute, and the little brothers under his hand also saluted.

The hussars passed by them without looking back, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Shit! What are the gods, these bitch-bitched Frankish barbarians! ”

A younger brother looked indignant.

Hadi said coldly: "Shut up, I warn you, don't provoke these cross-wearing cavalry, those are all ruthless characters who killed Zahn's Mamluk guards on the battlefield, and lost their armor." ”

"None of you would be stupid enough to think you could compare to those taciturn slave cavalry, would you?"

The younger brother said reluctantly: "I know the boss, I just can't get used to their appearance of showing off their might, in the past, the people of the city guards had to call us brothers......

"You also said it was before!"

Hardy's voice was cold, he looked around at the group of junior brothers, and said in a deep voice: "Now, the biggest in this territory is Lord Lothar!" ”

"I've got it all in my memory!"

The younger brothers are called yes.

"Let's go."

Hardy knows very well who can and can't mess with them, and the former city guards called them brothers, and that was what he sent money.

Now these hussars?

Just kidding, the knights who can afford to wear this kind of armor and ride this kind of horse, even if they dismantle themselves, they can't satisfy their appetite.

Hardy took his younger brother and began to continue to collect interest.

The carpentry workshop is the first stop, followed by a blacksmith's shop, a leather workshop, two bakeries, and a dye workshop. Further down are the private mansions.

After collecting a circle, he took the month's earnings and went to Rahman's mansion.

The teachings of Zoroastrianism also despise the oppression and enslavement of brothers of the same faith.

But this does not affect the goals of their lending, including "their own people".

Just like the "bow and crossbow ban" that His Majesty the Pope once issued.

"Boss, look, there seems to be a fire ahead!"

A little brother suddenly shouted.

"It's Lord Rahman's manor!"

Not far away, a clear smoke soared.

Hadid showed a hint of consternation on his face: "It's not a fire, it's the beacon of Master Rahman's house, and he's asking for help from us!" ”

The younger brothers suddenly became excited.

"Someone dares to go to Master Rahman's house to make trouble, let's hurry over!"

"Kill those fools who make trouble, how can each of us get a handful of copper?"

The younger brothers were gearing up and planning to go back and get their weapons.

But Hardy felt like he was falling into an ice cave, and the guards of Old Rahman's house were extraordinary.

There are more than 30 people with complete stomachs and excellent archery skills, and they all asked for help, where can he and the group of ruffians under his hands get involved?

"Stop!"

At this moment, another sound of horses' hooves sounded.

Hardy hurriedly shouted to the younger brothers and hid in the alley on the side.

The hussars galloped away towards the place where the smoke was rising.

"See, your opponents are these well-armored knights, who can crush us with a single charge!"

Hardy gritted his teeth and said, "Lord Rahman must be hopeless, he has offended the new lord, and no one can save him." ”

The younger brothers looked at each other.

Someone asked in a daze, "Then what should we do, go home separately?" ”

"Are you a brainless idiot? We're too deeply involved with Lord Rahman, he's gone, can those Frankish barbarians let us go?

Run away immediately, of course, take all your savings and run to the Impaler's territory! ”

Hardy spoke very quickly.

The reason he concluded that it was the new lord who had taken action on Rahman was that he was the only one who had the ability!

The rest of the old men, although Lord Müller was richer because he mastered the shipbuilding industry and the African trade routes, was inferior to Lord Rahman in terms of personal guards.

"Okay, let's divide the money in our hands, and disband it immediately."

Hardy took two money bags and ran out of the alley without looking back, without the slightest hesitation.

Only the little brothers who looked at each other were left on the ground, and they were a little at a loss.

"These idiots."

Hardy was carrying his money bag, and he was a little relieved to let go of his brainless brothers, but for now, he could only pray for the protection of the holy fire.

He didn't even return home, and he wanted to get out of the city in a hurry.

However, at the gates, guards with two-handed axes and double chain mail blocked the gates, and no one was allowed to leave.

"They, they shouldn't be worried about their little people, right?"

Hardy weighed his weight and found that the leader of the largest gang in Ira Harbor could not be said to be a small character, and he couldn't help but have a desire to cry without tears.

Then.

When he saw his younger brother, he trembled and walked towards the gate of the city.

As soon as he approached, he was pushed to the ground by the wolf-like Frankish barbarian, and he couldn't help but realize in his heart that the road ahead was completely cut off.

"Wait, there's another way, I can take a boat...... No, the ships in the harbor are all owned by Lord Muller, and at this time, he must be more willing to cooperate with the new lord. ”

"Fortunately, I have a good ability in the water, even if I swim, I can also swim to the shore."

Hardy made up his mind and turned around and left.

"Where are you going, Mr. Hardy?"

A gentle male voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Who?"

The person who came was not wearing armor, but a white linen shirt, with a relaxed smile on his face: "Hello, Mr. Hardy, I am Hans, and you should feel honored to be in the eyes of my family." ”

Hadid's face was slightly distorted.

In more than 20 years of mixed gangs, it was the first time he had seen this, just looking at it, it made him feel his scalp tingle.

"You... Who are your adults? ”

Hans smiled and said, "Of course you are the master of this city, and a little person like you would not have been able to reach his ears, but who made you notorious and was asked by the adults to be executed as a model to appease the anger of the people." ”

Poof.

Hadi threw himself on the ground: "Please spare me, I know the treasure of Lord Rahman, I have a small savings over the years, as long as you agree, I am willing to give it to you." ”

Hans shook his head and sighed, "When you get to prison, you will say anything, Miss Frynn's magic is not something you can afford. ”

Hardy burst into flames.

The hands that had been lying on the ground, each clutching a handful of dirt, sprinkled it into Hans's eyes.

"It's kind of a character."

Hardy faintly heard a sigh, and then the world was completely darkened.

Hans dragged Hardy by one foot and beckoned the Varangian guards defending the city to take over.

This Hardy is also considered good in martial arts among ordinary people, but the gap with him is too big.