Although Chen Jianqiu was mentally prepared, he still overestimated Leonard's bottom line.

He really dares to borrow from anyone, and he dares to lend out any interest rate.

Chen Jianqiu took advantage of the light of the kerosene lamp to pick out a few IOUs on the table and looked at them, then he no longer wanted to look at them, and lay on the chair with his eyes closed.

"What's wrong? Top dog? Sean, who was sitting on the sofa in his office, saw this and asked.

"See for yourselves." Chen Jianqiu's eyes were still closed.

The crowd gathered around, each pulling out a few IOUs from the mountains of IOUs on the table to look at.

As a result, their expressions also became strange.

Sean scratched his head, Arbiot shook his head, and Hanif pinched his nose.

"That's, what the hell is it." Danny put the IOU back on the table.

Chen Jianqiu crossed his fingers on his chest, and his left and right thumbs went back and forth.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and stood up from his chair.

Chen Jianqiu walked over to the table, leaving aside the separate large loan contracts and the outstanding arrears, and putting together the IOUs that were already due.

"Let's draw it yourself, and the labor fee is 20 percent of the amount of the loan recovered." Chen Jianqiu said.

When it comes to money, everyone is interested, and who doesn't welcome the matter of earning pocket money?

Camilla moved the light away, and everyone felt the darkness and drew their share.

When Camila brought the lamp from behind the table again, everyone opened the IOU in their hands in the mood of the lottery.

A few families are happy and a few are sad.

Chen Jianqiu also drew one himself, he put the IOU in his pocket, and finally said to everyone:

"Remember, be reasonable first, it's better not to resort to force, and try not to cause death."

"Don't trouble Sergeant Peal."

With that, he returned to his chair and closed his eyes.

The next day.

Sean rode his horse and swayed along the roads of Lincolnshire.

He opened the IOU he had drawn, looked at it with a frown, and asked:

"Excuse me, do you recognize this, this Elise? Where can I find her? ”

Luckily, it seemed that every man he asked along the way knew her, but didn't quite want to admit it.

Eventually, it was an old man in bib pants who told him the address:

"Oh, she, you go down this street and turn left at the end, and there's a hotel on the right hand side, and she's staying there."

"Thank you, sir." Sean thanked the old man, "This is the first time I've done this, and I'm not very skilled. ”

The old man grinned and patted him on the shoulder, with a "I understand" expression, and turned to leave.

Sean was a little baffled, he muttered a little in his heart, what is wrong with the people in this town, why didn't he find out when he came last time.

He followed the old man's instructions and soon arrived at his destination.

However, when he stepped into the hotel, he suddenly felt that something was not right.

The lobby of the inn is small, but it is very lively, and the women dressed in fancy clothes flirt with the rough men and make vulgar jokes.

From time to time there was a couple of men and women going up and down the stairs, many of them disheveled.

The air is filled with the smell of a mixture of inferior perfume and tobacco.

Sean stood in the doorway.

As someone who has been out and about since he was a child, he knows what this place is.

This kind of place, he is very familiar with.

When men are involved in lower body problems, they are often the least vigilant, so Sean used to eat in this kind of place. When they find out that they have lost something, the first thing they suspect is the women who have lost their footing.

"Hey, brother, can you let me go?" A man leaned sideways and squeezed in from Sean's side.

When he saw Sean's black face under the hat, he spat on the ground.

"Damn, now even the are coming to Puchang."

Sean ignored him and walked to the bar.

A fat middle-aged woman stood there with a face that looked like Van Gogh's palette, smeared with colorful rouge, and her lips were frighteningly red.

"Is Elise here?" The black man knocked on the countertop.

The fat woman was winking at a middle-aged cowboy at the table opposite, obviously not bothering to talk to Sean: "She has a guest, you wait." ”

Sean had to find a table downstairs and sit down.

The color of his skin shielded him from the harassment of those women, and about that, Sean was used to.

He looked at the men coming and going around him, his eyes were full of flaws, and he even had an urge to return to his old business.

However, a woman's voice floated from above his head: "Who is looking for me?" ”

As soon as Sean looked up, a woman's head poked out from the second floor, her hair was unkempt, her eye sockets were deep, her face was freckled, and her cheeks were unhealthy red, like a shriveled apple covered with a layer of ash.

The fat woman pouted in Sean's direction, "This is looking for you." ”

The woman limped down the stairs with her skirt in hand, and in front of him was the woman's guest.

A bearded farmer.

He lifted his pants and looked unsatisfied.

As he walked past Sean, he glanced at the black man with disdain and spat on the ground, "Damn, bad luck." ”

The woman lazily followed, walked to the negro's table, sat down opposite him, lifted her legs and crossed the table, completely naked under her skirt.

Sean didn't react for a while, stunned.

The woman glanced at Sean and found that his gaze was a little straight, thought about it, and muttered, "It's okay." ”

"Still, add money." She added.

Sean came back to his senses and quickly looked away.

He took out the IOU from his clothes, handed it to the woman, cleared his throat, and said, "I'm here to collect the money, your account is due." ”

The woman glanced at the IOU, and the expression on her face did not change much.

She retracted her legs, stood up, and hooked her little finger at Sean, "Come with me." ”

The black man followed the woman and walked up the stairs.

The two entered a room.

"Hurry up, I have another appointment." The woman reached for Sean's belt.

"What are you doing?" Blacks were frightened and took a step back.

Although he mixes a lot on such occasions, he is generally more addicted, and it is really a real knife and a real gun, and the black man has no experience at all.

What's more, the woman in front of her looks a little scary.

After all, he was still a young adult.

"Then you can do it yourself." The woman reached for the knot in her skirt.

Sean took two steps back, but was caught off guard by the bed behind him, tripped up, and sat on the bed:

"Don't come here." Sean stammered, "I asked you to pay it back, I didn't let you take off your clothes." ”

"No money, meat pays." The woman replied crisply, and the skirt had already fallen off in half.

"No way!" Sean said categorically.

Chen Jianqiu once warned him that if he didn't want to rot all over his body, it was best not to touch these women.

"If you really rot, I won't hesitate to let Hanif throw you into the wilderness to feed the wolves." That's what Chen Jianqiu told him.

The woman's eyes rolled: "Doesn't look like enough?" I can come a few more times, but no, I can call Mirada and them, anyway, they have a share of the borrowed money! ”

With that, she picked up her skirt to cover her breasts, walked quickly outside, and shouted downstairs:

"Miranda! Sally! Come up! ”

After a while, two more women entered the room.

A half-aged, a face full of sores.

The three women pushed Sean onto the bed and reached for his clothes.

Sean struggled to sit up, feeling his body go limp, and one of the three women rode on top of him, one grabbed his hand, and the other began to pick at his pants.

"Sisters, serve you comfortably, this account can be written off, right?"

Sean was dizzy, speechless, and on the verge of losing himself.

However, the door "banged and was kicked open." ”

One more, two more later

(End of chapter)