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Chapter 649: The elbow of the arm is turned outward

"Phew!" the pockmarked head shouted, "Look at how fast people are! As soon as the Church of the Gods of Pero handed over the power of law and order, they immediately recovered all the arrears. Are you still struggling! Are you afraid that the Pello Church will come to make trouble again? What brainless guys! A few days ago, I was going to cooperate with them in a show, so I told you to restrain a little. lest the waters wash away Tanah Lot. Now, a few princes and the church of Bonoun are making trouble there again, forcing the church of Pero to give up the right to law and order. We're still making a fart show. Go out and take it back for me. Then he beckoned a few of his subordinates and said, "Now the boss is very dissatisfied, so he called me early in the morning and trained endlessly in front of so many people." It's annoying. Listen to me, and now go out and collect all the debts at once, including the guys next to the slums. If I make my boss unhappy again, they will reprimand me once, and I will punish you once!

But I heard a few three or five thick clothes and pectoral guys say: "Oh! There is not much money in that place, and the road is strange and difficult to walk, especially the poor little mage, the house can't be climbed, and every time I go, I am annoyed to death." Let's collect the insurance fee for the East Side Market first. That kind of small money can be sent to a few new collectors, and it will also be given to those rookies. It saves them from blushing when they find someone to collect the bills in the future. ”

The pockmarked head turned around and stopped Olaf: "Hey, you go to the slum to find these people and give me all the money back! Little girl only knows how to eat and sleep all day long, and has never accomplished a major event, now I will give you a chance to atone for your crimes, and I will do it quickly! Otherwise, you will look good!" Olaf, who was depressed next to him, took the note written by the leader and set off silently to collect the debt.

Through the bustling streets and dirty alleys, he finally came to a corner of the heavy slum, where he weaved his way through alleys and low-pitched houses with crisscrossed roads. After collecting the account for a long time, tired and scolding, he was finally confronted with a strange house—a wooden tent house on top of a two-story stone house, and there was no staircase to go up, but a long creaking ladder to go up. Horizontally and vertically, it looks like a ghost place where a poor worker lives, and standing below you can ask about the sour smell of corruption and poverty.

Olaf frowned, climbed up the rickety ladder, and when he opened the wooden gate, he saw a young mage with a pale face barely a trace of blood, and his skinny, dangling posture looked like a poor hungry man from outside the city had slipped in.

As soon as this strangely pale guy saw the gang members who had come to collect usury, his face was gloomy and depressed, and his shining pupils were full of strong resentment and resentment. He pointed to the big wooden tent and said, "There is no money! If you want nothing, you will have no money! Even if you kill me, you will not have any money!"

Olaf looked inside, and sure enough, there was only a nearly rotten wooden table, a crooked table, and a dilapidated wooden bed. There was only a dirty quilt on the wooden bed full of wormholes, almost moldy, like a poor beggar living in the street!

Olaf's eyes changed several times, and then he gritted his teeth and scolded: "You are a mage! How can you not have any money at all?! Don't pretend to be garlic! Our Qingcha Society is not easy to fool, anyway, we have to hand it over today! If I can't hand it over, I will search my body and get it out!" Then he pulled out his dagger and scolded the skinny and weak little mage, "Don't move! If you move again, you will be let bleed." Hmph, look at you like this, I'm afraid I'll die if you put two more drops of blood. Honestly, my dagger is fast!"

After secretly saying these threatening words in his heart, he searched the little mage's whole body in a hurry, and the more he wiped it, the more he felt his heart beating: This guy is really thin! It can't really be like this, right? Thinking of this, he thought of the starving corpses he saw along the way, as well as the companions who left him one after another, and suddenly his heart was a little uncontrollable sour, and even his eyes couldn't hold back tears, I didn't know whether he was pitying himself or pitying this little mage.

Anyway, the skinny, paper-faced little mage was already trembling with anger, and his mouth was nagging vigorously: "Search, search, you all come and raid! Yesterday I scraped my parents, today I scraped my dinner, and tomorrow I scraped my life, it's all for you! Forget it for you!" The whole person seemed to be about to be nervous, and his eyes were full of extreme hatred, as if a pair of bloodthirsty sharp knives had stabbed him fiercely, which made Olaf panic, and with a dagger in his hand, he forced a murderous appearance and scolded: " Don't think I dare to do it. Take me inside, and I'm going to check every drawer and every corner of your room!

After the little mage with a pale face walked into the room fiercely, he suddenly grabbed the broken bowl and the chair like a madman and threw it on the ground, almost having a nervous breakdown and roaring: "Check! Check! You all come and check! Anyway, I don't have anything, just take all the qiē away!" and then hammered the table and bed like crazy, no different from a furious hungry ghost, as if he had received great mental pressure and had to vent it like crazy.

This shocked Olaf, and he suddenly remembered that some low-level mages, such as those who can only rank 0 and 1 arcane, are quite poor, and some parents borrow money in order to provide them with a chance to get ahead. In the end, he went bankrupt but didn't get out of Mingtang, but he was worse than ordinary people! Looking at this guy's appearance, it seems that ~~ his parents died for some reason, or he was forced to death by the creditor or someone from the former Qingcha Society? So it's going to be what it is now?

As soon as I thought of this, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, I wanted to force him again but I always couldn't do it, the dagger in my hand was tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened, and after struggling back and forth a few times, I snorted anxiously, and turned away a little dejected--staying here can only bring back more bad memories of myself, the same miserable memories of my parents being forced to die.

After going back, as soon as the pockmarked head heard that he hadn't taken back the little mage's money, he immediately slapped Olaf fiercely, and half of his face was as painful as fire, and his ears continued to ring, and he heard the head angrily scolding: "Hand Pinmu! I just told you to 'show your ruthlessness and do a good job', and you will give me yang and yin violations!

Olaf lowered his head and just argued: "He really has nothing left at home, and he can't afford to pay back at all~~" Then the head with a pockmarked face slapped back again, and the other half of the fan's face was as hot as fire;

Olaf was still arguing strongly: "He's a mage, if he doesn't have a finger, he can't do things, and if he can't do things, it's even more impossible to repay the money~~" but was scolded back by the numb-faced head who stared angrily at the other side: "Fuck! You still talk back to me?! Are you the leader or am I the leader? I'm here to mess around, I'm here to do things, not to talk about reasons, I'm really angry, I don't know any rules, I think this is the countryside?

Just this 'bah', I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, just a mouthful of phlegm spit on the corner of Olafa's mouth, although it was only faint, not too strong, but the taste was also disgusting and unbearable!!! Olafa wiped his mouth desperately in annoyance, and said to his head: "Go and stomp his finger back for me now!"

These can be stabbed, and the numb-faced head who was angry suddenly turned cold, and said coldly with a smile: "Good boy, you really have backbone." It seems that this place should make you the head?" Then he sneered and pulled out the sharp melon breaking knife, and said gloomily: "Since you want to help him so much, then leave a finger for him." Hold him down for me!"

Olaf suddenly poured a bucket of ice water from head to foot, what angry and stubborn rushed out of the sky, immediately frightened like falling into the ice cellar, trembling all over the body and exclaimed: "Don't! Don't! I~~ I'm going to chop ~~" But he was vigorously held down by the fierce-faced companions around him, and all of them said expressionlessly: "It's late! You sympathize with others, will people sympathize with us? Who cares about your life or death when you ran into the city?" We took you in, but you turned your elbows outwards and were full of funny excuses, that is, we should teach you a lesson! As for whether you want to go to him to collect debts -- to get your fingers back, that's your own business!"

After speaking, it was like a large steel tong clamping Olafa to immobilize, let him struggle desperately but was clamped tighter and tighter, the severe pain of being pressed all over his body was unbearable, while screaming in horror as he watched the dagger of the head getting closer and sharper, and the shining edge light made his heart burst! It seemed that he had felt the sharp pain of the muscle village tearing, the bones gurgling and vibrating, and the tide of fear and tyranny roared through the whole body, making the whole body dripping, and the breathing chaos began to cry: "I beg you! I'm going to chop them up!Please, I know it's wrong~~" Then crying and desperately trying to break free, but in exchange for the huge clamp like Mount Tai's overwhelming, the fear in his heart rushed straight to his ears and nose, and suddenly his eyes were red and his ears were ringing, and his mind was buzzing with anxiety, and he sneered when he saw the head of the cold voice: "Since there is a mistake, then you must accept the punishment! There are no rules!"

The sharp cold light pressed down mercilessly and unjustly!'clatter', a strange bone breaking sound, and a terrifying sound.

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