What is being ripped off?

Arthur knew in the next moment.

The snort of the burning fuse in his ears was all too familiar to him.

Without hesitation, after letting the two [Hands of Nothingness] throw the rattan box over, catch one by one, turn around and run.

Of course, there was no forgetting to remind Wiggins.

In fact, this street-born goldfinger didn't need Arthur's reminder at all, and when he saw Arthur running, he just pulled his legs and ran.

Just when the two of them ran more than twenty meters away-

Rumble!

The flames swept up.

The house that was used by the toad as a foothold was directly blown to pieces, not to mention that five or six houses around it were also affected.

Wiggins looked at the scene behind him, and his heart palpitated.

He had overestimated the danger of walking with Arthur as much as possible.

But only now did he realize that his overestimation was not even up to Arthur's lower limit.

Not to mention the explosion in front of me, it was the crossbow bolt just now, which was very difficult to see on the streets, and most street gangs still chose scythes, pitchforks, and occasionally official swords.

Crossbow arrows and firebolts are only possessed by some powerful gangs.

As for this explosion?

No!

As far as he knew, there could be no street gang other than inside Rat Street.

If there is, then there must be no gang.

"Big trouble!"

While Wiggins was muttering to himself, Arthur put the 150 gold ticket into his hand.

"What is this?"

Wiggins looked at Arthur for some reason.

"Indemnification!"

Arthur pointed to the destroyed houses.

Compared with the houses in the Shire district, the houses in the Diocor district are undoubtedly much cheaper, for example, in the Shire district, five or six houses are not enough for 150 gold tickets, not to mention 150 gold tickets.

But in the Dird, it was more than enough.

According to the memory of the predecessor, the better houses here in the Duo District, the kind of one-and-a-half-story houses with separate courtyards, are about 100-120 gold tickets, while the lattice rooms cut out of a house such as Mule Street are cheaper, only about 20-30 gold tickets.

But this is also unbearable for outsiders.

As for the civilians of the Shire, where did they get the money to buy a house?

Houses can be bought not only but also rented.

"Reparations?"

Wiggins was stunned, and he looked at Arthur in disbelief.

He never thought about losing money, in his seventeen years of life, he never had this concept, the people around him, his teachers, all told him that if he got into trouble, he had to run away.

Therefore, at the moment of the explosion, all he thought of was to run first, and then, naturally, he had to hide in Rat Street and wait until the limelight had passed before reappearing.

"Mr. Credos, are you taking pity on them?"

Bewildered, Wiggins asked.

"Mercy?"

"No, no, no!"

"I'm just not violating my principles!"

Arthur smiled and casually placed the golden ticket in Wiggins' hand.

He wasn't lying.

He really just didn't violate his own principles, sticking to the bottom line that seemed a little incredible, although he was ridiculed and ridiculed by many people.

But, he did it anyway.

Because, principles and bottom lines, make him look at least like a person.

"Principles?"

Wiggins didn't really understand what Arthur meant, but he thought he could understand, and of course, the Goldfinger hadn't forgotten what to do now.

"You go to the street to rest, please leave it to me here, it will be fine soon!"

Wiggins assured.

If you don't have money, you naturally have to run.

If you have money, you have more options.

Standing at the back of the crowd, Arthur watched with interest as Wiggins used his gang status to bargain with the landlord who had arrived because of the explosion.

That's right, those rooms are for one person.

The landlord was clever enough to convert his old house into seven or eight rooms to rent to young people who had just arrived in South Los.

And he lived on the edge of the Shire district with the rent.

It's not that he can't live in a better location, it's just that the landlord is saving up money to buy a house on the edge of the Shire.

Then?

Naturally, it is rented out again.

Arthur watched the shrewd landlord immediately smile after Wiggins revealed his gang identity, and directly reduced the compensation of 180 gold tickets to 130 gold tickets, and couldn't help but remember the landlord's name: Heywood.

With a thick face and a black heart, there will be a future.

"If it weren't for the stopover you were in a hurry to get to Mouse Street, I would have a way to get him to drop a little more!"

Wiggins said with a sigh.

I went to the Mouse Street Transit Station because I said it before I came.

Even though the toad's stuff is probably all over Mule Street, what if?

As for Wiggins' sigh, Arthur laughed silently.

It's not that he doesn't believe it, but he believes it very much.

Although Wiggins has always been in awe of him, a Goldfinger who acts in the name of a gang and has free access to Rat Street is really not something that ordinary civilians can afford to mess with.

Despite acting in the name of the gang, Wiggins also has a confession.

"Your money."

Wiggins handed over the remaining 20 gold tickets.

Arthur waved his hand.

In Wiggins' astonishment, Arthur said.

"3 golden tickets are your payment, and there are 17 golden tickets left, I need you to do something."

Immediately, Wiggins became nervous.

The remuneration of 3 golden tickets is high enough for a golden finger like him.

And what about the remaining 17 golden tickets?

It's not going to kill someone, is it?

He's a goldfinger, not a killer.

Arthur saw Wiggins' nervousness, and whispered as he hailed the public carriage—

"Recruiting people."

"I need you to have more people you can trust."

"Don't worry, I'm just using these people to find out the news."

Arthur didn't know exactly how many Wiggins men were.

But the one who can get on the stage, he should have seen, is the four-and-a-half-old boy.

When they meet for the first time, Wiggins will inevitably show him his strength, and naturally he will bring out everything he can bring out.

But four people are too few.

He needs more manpower.

It is not only for the sake of finding out the news, but also for the way back.

It's not a deception, it's just not telling the whole story.

As for the 17 Golden Ticket?

Arthur knew that this money was not much, but it was not that he was unwilling to give more, it was that he was not rich, he seemed to be generous, and after giving 150 gold tickets, there were 12 gold, 12 suo and 13 zero suo left.

'Now we need to find a way to earn more golden tickets!' ’

Arthur thought to himself, but looked at Wiggins with a calm look on his face.

Wiggins looked at Arthur for a long time, then gritted his teeth and nodded.

"As you wish."

He wanted to refuse, but he didn't.

He had seen the methods of the medium in front of him, and if he refused, he would probably not know how to die.

Moreover, it seems ...... to follow a powerful yet principled medium Not bad too?

As his mind turned, Wiggins quickly took on the role.

"What more could you ask for?"

"In your way, those four little ones were good that day, they were very energetic."

Professional things are left to professional people to do.

Arthur knew this, and he didn't command blindly.

Compared to Wiggins, who knows Nanlos and knows the streets, he is a layman, but in Wiggins's opinion, this is Arthur's trust.

"Rest assured, I will do my best!"

Wiggins made a promise, and even performed a lion's heart in the carriage - one of the first chivalric ceremonies that was prevalent in the imperial period, and was a ritual for knights to kneel on one knee, hang their head, and place their right hand into a fist in their hearts when they followed their lords.

However, it was abolished by the Pope during the Holy Empire, but it was once again prevalent in the Silver Age.

Until now, there are still people who choose to use it.

"I'm looking forward to it."

Arthur responded in response, not just verbally, as he drew his long sword from his umbrella, and after placing it on Wiggins' shoulder, the umbrella sword was sheathed, and the hilt was reversed and handed to Wiggins.

The knight followed.

The sovereign rewarded him.

The contract is formed.

Unalterable principle.

Wiggins didn't expect to receive the reward, he thought it would only be praised, and in fact, the lionheart was also what he had heard from the bard not long ago.

It's kind of a study and a sale.

'So I have signed a contract with my lord now?' ’

Wiggins thought about it, and suddenly noticed Arthur's brows furrowed, and just when he was surprised that it was his suspicion that upset Arthur, he heard shouts outside the carriage—

"Let go of me! Let me go! ”

"You don't know that Mr. Krados!"

"This signature is fake!"