"I'm afraid it won't work!" Adam shook his head repeatedly, "Our mission is limited to protecting the town, collecting debts for people, and not ...... in compliance."

"Ahem! Big brother, don't talk yet! ”

George covered Adam's mouth, and his attitude towards Alan changed from casual to smiling.

"Dude! Talk about the matter of armed tax collection! ”

"Brother George, you are a cheerful person, and I don't go around in circles." Alan held up three fingers, "After the matter is completed, you can get 30% of the tax." ”

George stroked his big bald head, his little eyes rolling wildly, and he pondered.

"Alan, it's not appropriate for you to do this, is it?" Lion sister Maria took over the conversation, "I have two questions that I can't figure out. ”

"First, dwarves, pirates, and ogres were inhabitants of the area long before they moved here, and not subjects under your rule, so why do you have to tax them?"

"Second, even if you have the ability to steal money from other people, or to use your words, to collect taxes. How to divide this money, you alone have the final say? Don't need the approval of the mayor and council? ”

"Sister Maria, these two questions are actually very simple."

Alan smiled and explained to Sister Lion.

"It is true that we are latecomers, but we are the legal citizens of the New Quintling."

"We have a pioneer charter issued by the monastery, and the endorsement of the monastery ensures the legitimacy of our local taxation!"

"Do dwarves, pirates, and ogres have a charter issued by the monastery?"

"No......" Maria shook her head and smiled wryly.

"So, no matter how long they've been here, they don't have the right to be legally residents, am I right?"

Mary, Adam, and George looked at each other in silence.

If you don't recognize Allen's reasoning, it is tantamount to indirectly denying that all the territorial rights and interests of Silver Moon Island belong to the Silver Moon Zengyuan, and denying the legitimacy and authority of the residency rights and concessions issued by the Silver Moon Monastery!

They didn't dare to deny the authority of the Silvermoon Monastery, so they could only acquiesce to Allen's words.

"Sister Maria, as for your second question."

Alan filled the lion sister with wine and smiled slightly.

"I forgot to introduce myself just now, I am the chief tax officer of New Quintling, and you can also think of me as a tax contractor.

"The tax receivable, except for the share handed over to the town government, is all my own, and I can divide it however I want."

"Okay, little fox, you're amazing!" Mary was convinced.

"It seems that everyone has no doubts." George opened his mouth, "Then let's talk about the sharing." ”

"Wait a minute!" Adam couldn't bear it, "What do you mean no doubt?" I haven't spoken yet! ”

"Even if Eren has a law to follow and has the right to collect taxes, we security forces shouldn't do such a thing!"

"We are here to maintain law and order, not the private armed forces of the tax collectors, so how can we help him collect taxes?"

"This is a public instrument for private use! I can't do it, I can't do it! ”

"Ahem! Big brother, that's what's wrong with you. ”

George smiled and took the conversation.

"Obviously, the dwarves, pirates, and ogres found fault first, disobeyed the teachings, bullied our brother Allen, and destroyed the security environment of the new Quint Territory!"

"This kind of black sheep, can it be done if it is not rectified?!"

"They dare to resist taxes today, dare to rebel tomorrow, and what do they dare to do the day after tomorrow...... I can't even think about it! ”

"Our security team must strike hard! Kill chickens and make an example of monkeys, and crack down on this unhealthy trend! ”

"This is not only to maintain the law and order of New Quint, but also to defend the authority of our monastery!"

"Otherwise, who else will take the charter issued by the monastery seriously?"

"Big brother, third sister, you taste the products, isn't that the truth?"

"What the second brother said is so right!" Sister Lion slapped her thigh, "I support the second brother!" ”

Adam hesitated.

Alan filled him with wine and asked with a smile, "Brother Adam, how about this wine, is it still to your liking?" ”

"Yes, very good!"

"I'll send you two more barrels tomorrow."

"Well, then you don't have to...... How embarrassing! ”

Adam rubbed his hands together and finally made up his mind.

"I'm not biased against Allen, in all fairness...... It's the dwarves, pirates, and ogres who are at fault in the first place! ”

"As for me, as you all know, peace has always been precious."

"Dwarves, pirates, and ogres are willing to pay taxes according to the law, so it's easy to talk about and discuss."

"If we don't have a shame, no wonder we are rude, what do you think?"

"Big brother is right!" George nodded in agreement.

"I listen to my eldest brother!" Mary had no objection.

Alan smiled and filled Brother Xiong with wine, the cooperation intention was reached, and the next step was to talk about money.

"Brother Allen, it's okay to have three or seven points, but ......" George smiled slyly, "Thirty percent is yours, and seventy percent is ours!" ”

"Four-six." Alan landed and returned the money, "You four, I'm six!" ”

After some bargaining, the two sides finally reached an agreement to remove the money handed over to the town government, and the remaining taxes were divided in half.

As for how much tax you can receive in the end, it all depends on your ability.

The three of them were gearing up, thinking about how to squeeze oil out of the stone!

……

Two things are inevitable in a person's life: death and paying taxes.

……

Allen, with the Silver Moon Security Team and the Town Militia Regiment, began to perform the duties of the "Chief Tax Officer".

It is planned to spend a month taxing the "wild monsters" in the territory.

The three hardest bones to gnaw on are the dwarves of the Wrought Iron Valley, the ogre clan of the forest farm, and the pirate gang of the comfort nest.

Allen's ledger is ready, the abacus is clanging, one by one, no one can run!

The temper of the dwarf is as fiery as the legend says.

As soon as Eren realized his intentions, the dwarves angrily raised their wrought iron hammers.

I have to say that Brother Xiong, Brother Pig and Sister Lion received the money, and they really did things!

Adam took the lead, rushing into the crowd and clinching his fists.

Boom!!

The fiery magic power erupted from between his fingers, turning into a huge ball of light, radiating strong light to all around!

Silver Moon Stream Martial Technique - Sun Fist!

Within twenty meters of the surrounding area, all the dwarves were in tears by the bright light, and they all hid their faces and screamed, and the hammers clanged to the ground.

George's fat body was like a balloon, and he jumped up, gliding more than thirty meters in mid-air, and landed in front of the group of crossbow-wielding dwarves behind him.

The dwarven crossbowmen hurriedly release their arrows!

Countless crossbow arrows forged from steel were shot at George's body, piercing his whole body in the blink of an eye, like a fat hedgehog.

"Hah!"

George shouted, and all the arrows that were sucked by the fat flesh bounced back, and the things returned to their original owners!

The tail of the crossbow was not sharp, but it slammed into the body, and the dwarven crossbowman, even though he had chain armor, still hurt almost to the point of death.

In the next second, George stomped his foot violently, and the earthquake trembled!

A strong seismic wave spreads through the soles of the feet, creating a local earthquake.

The entire dwarf artificial ground cracked and collapsed.

Before the workshop collapsed, Alan exited the door.

Seeing the ruins at the scene, he silently wiped a cold sweat.

The stomping that George had just caused the earthquake seemed to be the Silvermoon Monastery's third-order martial art, Earth Moving Wave.

It is similar to the second-order "seismic strike", but it is more powerful and has a wider impact, which is especially suitable for destroying buildings.

In the valley, another group of dwarves hurried in.

Maria sneered and rushed forward, so fast that she threw out the afterimage!

A second ago, the brilliant blonde hair was still fluttering in the air.

In the next second, her person had already rushed out thirty meters away.

Bang bang!!

In the crowd, there was a series of sounds of metal armor being slammed with blunt objects.

A group of dwarves in heavy armor were all knocked down by Sister Lion in the blink of an eye.

The armor and shield were all smashed by her fists!

The common sense that "two fists are hard to beat four hands" does not apply to her.

Anyone who comes close to her will be punched.

Be impartial, treat fairly, and bring down all the punches!

The three captains took the lead, and the warlocks of the Silvermoon Security Team were not far behind, rushing up and beating the dwarves.

Within ten minutes, the grumpy dwarf brothers were all beaten down.

In the distance, there was a sudden rumbling roar from the ironworks!

"Robbers! You're screwed! ”

A dwarf kicked away by Maria, hanging from a tree, smiling grimly.

"The Great Elder is here with his 'Iron Emperor', and he will soon kill you all!"

...... Iron Emperor?

Curious, Alan looked to the place where the roar had come from

I saw a huge iron man, striding towards him.

Vapor and black smoke came out of his body, and the sound of gears turning.

The Iron Giant, who looked like a dwarf magnified by a hundredfold, held a sledgehammer in his left hand and a giant pickaxe in his right hand.

It was covered with rivets, as if it had been patched with iron.

Alan looked closely, and saw that the Construct Giant still had a hatch on its chest, and it seemed that someone was piloting it in its belly.

The "Iron Emperor" strode closer, and the parts of his body creaked and were extremely harsh.

The twelve-meter-tall body is like a building, casting a shadow that buries the tiny human being......

"Huh! It's just a big tin doll, watch me tear it down! ”

Maria smiled contemptuously and leaped to her feet.

The slender figure is impressively soaring into the air!

Fly to the commanding heights, stretch your arms, and roll over in style.

Volley in the air and kick at the "Iron Emperor"!

The dwarf driving the ironclad giant didn't take her mantis arm as a car attack seriously, and still strode forward.

Until Sister Lion kicked the ironclad giant......

Rumble!!

Like a humanoid meteor, Maria kicked the giant's steel head into flames, sending billowing black smoke from her neck.

The headless giant shook violently, but finally couldn't withstand the earth-shattering flying kick and fell down.

Sister Lion floated to the ground, patted the dust on her trouser legs, and indifferently spit out a sentence: "It's a piece of cake." ”

"Ahem, cough, cough, ......"

In the wreckage of the "Iron Emperor", there was a coughing sound.

The hatch opened, and an old dwarf with glasses crawled out.

The beard that hung down to his chest had been scorched by the "Iron Emperor" who was on fire in the engine room.

Alan couldn't help but smile and used a "water control technique" to artificially rain to extinguish the fire on the old dwarf.

……

With the backing of the Silver Moon Security Team, the first stop of Allen's "Roving Taxation" has achieved fruitful results.

No matter how tough the dwarves are, they also know the truth that heroes don't suffer immediate losses.

was beaten by someone fat, and he could only pinch his nose and admit it.

Eren collected a portion of the cash tax, and the remaining share, the dwarves promised to offset the tax with steel, armor, and weapons.

The two parties signed the contract and signed the pledge.

Considering that the Dwarves have always valued credibility, Alan is confident that they will honor their agreements without compromise.

Get rid of the dwarves in Wrought Iron Valley, and there will be no shortage of steel in the town in the future.

The armor and weapons needed by the militia were also available.

Armed tax collection regiments, full loaded.

Adam and Maria were very satisfied, and only George, who had to fight for money, said a few cool words.

"Brother Allen, we've done the dirty work of the fight."

"You just follow the bookkeeping and make a net profit of fifty percent, this deal is too cost-effective!"

"If we knew this was the case, we would have to ask for more red!"

Alan smiled and didn't retort.

During the trip to the Wrought Iron Valley, he really didn't have a chance to make a move.

was despised by George, made mocking remarks, and had nothing to say.

On the next leg of the tax tour, Alan decided to make a little effort to open the eyes of George, a dead fat man!

Save him from saying sour words again, pig-eyed people look down!

……

A week later, the armed tax collection corps was dispatched again.

This time, the target is the ogre clan in the forest area.

Adult ogres with an average height of more than three meters.

The ogre chief, known as the "giant stick", is nearly five meters tall, and the fat on his stomach seems to have three layers of swimming rings.

The name "Giant Stick" is not called for nothing, the Chief's Giant Stick is a whole poplar tree.

This "giant stick", the entire ogre tribe, only the chief can easily wield it.

Based on the above rumors, Alan speculated that the physical attributes of the Giant Stick Chief would not fall below 26 points.

The comprehensive strength is equivalent to a violent warlock in the early stage of the third order.

The Giant Stick Chieftain, facing the tax notice issued by Allen, dug his nostrils and asked rhetorically:

"What is the tax and can I eat it?"

Ogres are not very smart.

But it's not stupid enough yet.

Alan could certainly see that the chief was playing dumb.

This is the traditional way for ogres to taunt their enemies.

So, Alan also responded forcefully in a way that was in line with ogre tradition.

At the chief, he made a very insulting gesture and at the same time let out a very insulting roar:

", fat guy!"

"Mouthful! Little Mouse! Lao Tzu hammers you!! ”

The chief was indeed enraged by Allen, and rushed forward with a huge stick held high!

Alan was not in a hurry and opened the second-order atavism.

The body suddenly increased to four meters high!

Large, muscular muscles, tearing through the top, glowing metallicly in the setting sun.

Boom!!

Huge wooden stakes, sturdy and smashed!

Alan carried a big stick on his forehead, and his face did not change.

On the contrary, the giant stick couldn't withstand the pressure, and with the top of Allen's head as the fulcrum, it clicked and folded into two pieces!

Alan brushed the sawdust off his head and twisted his neck, the joints clicked like a machine, making a crisp gear snap.

After taking this blow, he didn't even hurt his scalp, and Alan still affirmed the strength of the giant stick chief.

"It's not bad, with all my might, it can ruin my hairstyle."

The Giant Stick Chief was so angry that he threw away half of the stump, spread his arms, and roared and pounced on him to scuffle!

Allen carried a stick, not all to pretend to be forced, but mainly to test the opponent's strength with the help of the system.

The Ogre Chieftain's physique stat is about 27, just like he was before his atavism.

Counting the bonus of atavistic transformation, Allen's current physical attribute is 31 points, which can easily crush the giant stick chieftain.

What's more, he has an even greater speed advantage!

Alan didn't even need the hound's steps, and easily dodged the opponent's grapple.

grabbed one of the chief's arms with one hand, and came directly to an over-the-shoulder fall!

Boom!

Great earthquake trembling!

Giant Stick Chieftain, pestle the ground with your head!

He broke his head and bled out, his eyes were full of stars, and he tried to get up.

Alan stepped forward, behind the chieftain, his cross arm locked his throat!

He used the "naked choke" technique to subdue him completely.

"Now answer me, is the tax delicious?"

"No...... Not tasty......"

"Do you pay taxes?"

"Delivery...... I'll ......," the chief gasped hard, "but we don't have the money ......"

"It's okay, you can cut down the wood to get a tax credit."

Alan replied with a smile.

He had already thought about the ogres and arranged them clearly.

Of course, the chief could only accept his kindness.

All around, including ogres and monasterymen, were silent.

The ogre and the vigilante looked into Alan's gaze with awe.

Adam, George, and Maria, after all, are a big level above him, so they don't make a fuss.

The reason why the three of them were shocked was entirely because of the Demon Leopard bloodline that Eren showed when he was atavistic and transformed!

The mighty image of the leopard-headed giant made the three of them can't help but think about it.

Ogre bloodline is not unusual.

The Black Panther bloodline is not particularly rare.

The combination of the two is too rare!

Bestial ogre, special blood!

Definitely a genius who can live in oddities!

"Brother, you are of this bloodline...... Tsk, promising! George put his arm around Allen's shoulders and smiled all over his face, "In the future, when you are developed, don't forget to take care of your old friends!" ”

Alan was worried that he didn't have a chance to get close to the three, so he took advantage of George's change of attitude and offered to bow to the three.

The eldest brother, Adam, the second brother, George, the third sister, Maria, and Allen are the youngest and become the fourth brother.

By the time I left the Ogre Farm, it was already dark.

An armed tax collection camp camped by the nearby river.

Alan was cleaning up the tent when he suddenly smelled a familiar scent.

Looking back, Sister Lion was leaning on the tent, with her arms folded, smiling at her.

The full bosom is held up by the arms, which is extraordinarily magnificent.

Alan sniffed out that Maria had smeared the perfume she had given her, and stepped forward and said a few words of praise.

Maria smiled slightly and said softly, "Fourth brother, can I ask you for a favor?" ”

"Third sister, please say, I will do my best."

"I love the perfume you give, but there's a place where I can't spray it myself......"

Alan understood and followed Sister Lion into her tent.

Maria asked him to hold the perfume bottle and take off his shirt and bandeau with his back to him, revealing his bare back in wheat.

Tight leather pants highlight the hot waist and hip curves and a pair of round and straight long legs.

Alan shook the perfume bottle and sprayed it on Sister Lion's graceful bare back.

"Wow! It's so cool! ”

Mary shuddered and turned around.

The corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and he smiled shyly.

Alan was face to face with her, each breathing could be heard.

In the dimly lit tent, the air was extremely hot.

Alan put down the perfume bottle and stepped forward to help Sister Lion disarm her lower body and fully appreciate the beauty on her body.

Towering snow-capped mountains, golden grasslands......

The smell of the sea is intoxicating.

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