The hammer that broke into the tavern was a tall, sturdy bearded man, almost as tall as the tavern door. Dressed in a heavy black bearskin coat, the hammer's slick head was steaming hot. The thick scars on the ugly face, which had been heavily slashed with a sharp knife, twisted from time to time, like a multi-legged centipede wriggling.

Hearing Lin Qi's shout, the hammer 'Quack', which was thicker than a giant bear in the Northern Ice Field, laughed wildly, strode towards Lin Qi, picked him up by the waist, and shook him upwards vigorously. Lin Qi screamed, and the hammer almost threw him to the ceiling, but fortunately he was agile and quick, and his hands were propped up on the ceiling of the tavern, otherwise his head would have hit his head and bleed.

"Young master, it's great that you're here!" Iron Hammer wiped his nose heavily, turned back to the wine cabinet and roared: "Girl, get a good glass of wine for Uncle! I warn you, whoever dares to make a drop of water in the wine, I will definitely smash the bones of her body!"

The maids inside and outside the counter are all colorless, they work in the lame shop, and they are used to seeing all kinds of heroes in the dock area. But the hammer, both in size and in form, was undoubtedly more terrifying than the heroes they had seen before. They had no doubt that the big guy, who didn't seem to be a good guy, would do what he said, and if he said he would smash all the bones in their bodies, he would do it.

Lin Qi and Hammer hugged each other heavily, Lin Qi laughed loudly, turned his head and introduced to Enzo: "Enzo, this is Uncle Hammer, my martial arts enlightenment teacher. Uncle Hammer, this is Enzo, my good brother, my deputy, a very clever swordsman!"

Enzo looked at the hammer in shock, and he felt a fiery power from the strong man in the bearskin coat. Even though the wind and snow whistled through the gate, Enzo still felt hot as he stood in front of the hammer, as if he were standing in front of a red-hot iron ingot.

Hammer glanced deeply at Enzo, and Enzo felt a heat in his chest, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. He stumbled and almost took a step back, but his muscles tensed and he stood firmly in place. Iron Hammer nodded approvingly, patted his smooth head vigorously and laughed: "Young Master, your brother is good, hehe, he has such strength at such an age, not bad!"

Turning around, he kicked the heavy wooden door of the tavern shut, and the hammer roared at the side of the wine cabinet: "Girl, are you deaf? Good wine, give me good wine! On such a cold day, guests come to the door, especially since I am still an old friend of your boss, don't you even have a glass of wine?"

The roar of the hammer was comparable to the roar of a monster, and the bottles and glasses in the wine cabinet clanged and rattled, and several maids trembled with fright, and almost sat on the ground. The maid who was the most daring grabbed a large shot glass that could hold a liter of spirits, and hurriedly poured a whole bottle of strong rum into it.

With a satisfied snort, the hammer waved his hand from a distance of seven or eight meters, and a chain the thickness of a little finger in his sleeve rolled out with a piercing sound of breaking through the air, and he rolled up the big wine glass and brought it to him. Taking a deep breath of wine, Iron Hammer raised his wine glass and shouted, "Young Master, Iron Hammer is very happy to see that you are well!"

With a sip, a liter of liquor was drunk clean by the hammer. He burped comfortably, sat down on the wooden chair beside him, and took out an envelope from his arms and handed it to Lin Qi. "Young master, you haven't been back for three years, the master said, when you have annual vacation this year, you have to go back no matter what. ”

Satisfied, he burped, and Hammer took out a leather tobacco pouch from his sleeve, grabbed a handful of tobacco from it, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it heavily. He chewed and said vaguely, "The master has something for you to do." Uh, young master, you are a college student now, and the old man's face is bright, and I want you to go back and give the old man a good face in front of those rich people!"

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Hammer turned his head and yelled at the maids: "Where's the lame? As long as he's not dead, tell him to get out and receive his old friend!Ah, the uncle and he haven't seen him for three years, and I really miss this old villain a little! Hahaha, hasn't he been crippled?"

With the roar of the hammer, the lame man silently stepped out of some dark corner of the tavern. The lame man looked at the hammer in surprise, spread his hands and shouted: "Ah, haha, look who is coming? Isn't this the hammer? How does it feel to be wanted by the Berelli Security Department? Hahaha, you come to Berelli, you don't dare to go anywhere except my territory, right? When will you get off the boat?"

Hammer laughed a few times, stood up and hugged the cripple hard.

The lame man greeted sincerely: "How is Daddy Blackbeard's health?"

The hammer slapped the lame man's shoulder triumphantly and smiled: "The old man is very tough, well, it's just that the recent harvest is not very good, so the mood is not good!"

Lin Qi opened the envelope and read his father's handwritten letter on the side, the familiar handwriting was still the same, each stroke seemed to be cut down with a big knife and heavy axe, revealing a rough and arrogant energy. Seeing this word, Lin Qi seemed to see his father, a strong man who was full of wildness and looked like a wild bear.

Enzo curiously leaned over to Lin Qi and tilted his head to look at the letter. According to Lin Qi, his father was a miller in the empire's third-ranked port city of Dunerke, specializing in the flour business, controlling almost all the import and export of flour in Dunerke, and the flour in at least three provinces in the northern part of the empire was supplied by his father's mill.

According to Lin Qi's words, Lin Qi should be from a solid family that has been in business for generations, but how could a child of an honest and honest family form an organization like the Iron Fist Brotherhood in just three years?

Glancing at the hammer, Enzo was even more curious about how a miller who was in charge of his duties could have a master like Hammer under his command?

The lame man was following what Hammer had just said and asking him a question: "How is it possible? In recent years, the empire has had good weather and a bumper wheat harvest, and Blackbeard's business should be getting bigger and bigger!"

Iron Hammer looked up to the sky helplessly and sighed, he shook his head and said: "Wrong, wrong, lame, the more the wind and rain are smooth, the worse the master's business will be." There is too much flour to sell for a price! What the lord hopes most is that the empire will have natural disasters and famines everywhere, so that our wheat can be sold at a sky-high price!"

A thick middle finger pointed straight at the ceiling, and the hammer roared angrily: "Curse the gods, if you don't let the empire drought for a few more years, the brothers will have nothing to eat! The boss has hoarded twenty warehouses of wheat, when will he be able to sell?"

The lame man sighed thoughtfully, and hurriedly beckoned the maid to serve wine and meat.

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