Chapter 5 The Damned Old Pete

After receiving money, do you still scold other people's old turtles?

Personality.

The small attic window that was originally closed was opened again, and Charles's dead face appeared in the sloppy sight again. The atmosphere was a little strange. The old man in front of Sachiley was not angry, but looked at him coldly and ignored him, which was somewhat convincing. However... this kind of person, Sahili has never been a bird since he saw the super invincible and powerful sloppy.

Although there are countless strong people in the world, who can be as calm as a tiger, walk leisurely, and look at the strong enemy like grass?

Thinking of this, Sahili sneered and touched the machete at his waist with his big hand, and he had the momentum to do it if he didn't agree. Norton stood in front of the people, with a huge body of 1.6 meters in front of many servants leading Caucasian dogs. The servants were a little surprised and immediately let go of the cage on the Caucasian dog's mouth. Boss Ma glanced coldly and just snorted coldly. Those fierce Caucasian dogs actually whimpered, circled in place, did not dare to go forward, clamped their tails, and were particularly embarrassed.

This scene fell into the eyes of the old man, and Charles, with his arm on the window sill, took out a pot of orchids and wiped the leaves there.

"Uncle Pete!" Ruth called the old man worriedly, which let Boss Ma know that the old man in front of her was Pete.

The old man stared at Sahili coldly, but his attention was on Boss Ma, because he found that his sloppy hands were huddled in his pocket. At this time, Ma Hu's face and expression seemed to have happened, but Boss Ma had already decided that as long as the old man said something cruel, he would shoot him immediately!

Of course, Ruth knows how horrible these three guys are. Most importantly, the Nile is really unfathomable. If Pete really wants to be fierce, he may fall to the ground in a second.

Charles raised the dead face with great interest, and then shouted, "That... that Nile, yes, next month's rent, don't forget, I see you have money."

The old man upstairs still seemed to have his son dead, pointing to the two bags of Estonian gold pounds behind Shahili, a full of 20,000 gold coins, which is almost the annual income of a jasmine store. This old man Pete can throw out 20,000 gold coins so generously. You can imagine how ridiculous it was that Boss Ma put forward the damn 10,000 gold coins. There is no doubt that these three guys were fooled by this woman.

This made Boss Ma very unhappy, so Ma Hu stepped forward, grabbed Peter's collar, and roared, "Old man, you're lucky, or you'll all die." With that, he actually patted Peter on the cheek with the palm of his hand, which made Peter very angry, but Ruth beside him showed a pleading look. You know, these three guys are desperate and have no worries at all.

As for the three fierce men who took action last night, many people were even more impressed. What's more, the fact is that the three bitches saved Ruth.

"Miss." There was sadness and indignation on Pete's face, but Ruth still said, "Uncle Peter, go back and talk about anything."

With that, surrounded by dozens of servants, he nodded slightly to the three of Boss Ma, and then walked away in dismay.

Shahili spat at the ground fiercely, and then said viciously, "This old man looks like a Romanian aristocrat. It's really unpleasant."

"Why didn't you do it just now? I really want to kill those vicious dogs." The taor-headed man clenched his fist and said.

"Come on, there is a group of guys in the distance who are very powerful, and I also wanted to do it just now." Boss Ma's eyes made a wink in an oblique direction. Norton followed his eyes. Several guys in black robes, as if they were afraid that others would not recognize them as mysterious figures, disappeared into the alley and disappeared.

The tare-headed man said depressedly, "I hate guys who look like nobles. By the way, the old man is actually respectful to Ruth's little girl. Is Ruth also a nobleman?

"That's not necessarily the same." Sahili took back the knife and said casually, "A figure like Harold has also served the Queen of Scandinavia, and for the past ten years, Harold has always thought that woman was a little woman in the countryside." [ Note: Harold was the first king of the Vikings.]

Boss Ma turned off the safety of the pistol and said to himself: This woman's details may be really not small.

"I think we can negotiate with Jasmine at noon. Now they are full of city defense mercenaries in front of them." Sahili said to the two guys.

And Boss Ma seemed to think of something and asked, "Speaking of which, which mercenary regiment is the current urban defense mercenary regiment?"

The tauren washed his hands and shook the water and said, "It is said that it is a member of the Western Mercenary Federation, called the Black Jack Mercenary Regiment. In terms of the mainland, it also belongs to the upper middle. In the Tamsalu region, it belongs to the largest mercenary regiment, with more than 2,000 people."

"You know it very well." Mr. Ma bent the corners of his mouth and said.

The tare-headed man smiled awkwardly, "In the past, when I was in the tribe, I met a lot of people."

Black Jack?

Boss Ma smiled: BlackJack?

Tamsalu has a mercenary regiment of more than 500 people, about seven or eight, and the rattlesnake mercenary regiment is one of them. But this mercenary regiment is a little weird. It basically relies on the network of the deputy head of the regiment and the guest to attract people there. Because many people are Gauls and Highlanders, there are many people from the west coast and the other side of the sea.

However, there is no doubt that when there is a major crisis in this mercenary regiment, none of these guys can be trusted.

"Norton, let's go to the Gigi Blacksmith's Shop."

"Good." The Tauren threw down the towel and walked out of the door. When he got to the door, he turned around and shouted into the room, "Sachley, it's better to store those gold pounds in the bank. It's not safe to put them in the house!"

"I know!" Sahili stared at Norton and suddenly said to Boss Ma, "Tiger, why don't you save this money in the bank by the way? It happens to be on the street of the blacksmith's shop."

"Okay." Ma Hu took the purse and it was a little heavy, so he threw it into Norton's arms. "Damn it, it's so heavy!"

"This is 20,000 gold pounds!" Norton pouted and smiled happily, "Hey hey, I've never taken so much money by myself."

Have you never taken it yourself? Is it said that someone else will get it for you?

Boss Ma smiled secretly in his heart and gave the Tauren a white look.

Of course, there are a few malicious guys on the way. There is no doubt that the old man named Peter is not so broad-minded. Therefore, it is not surprising to meet more than a dozen or twenty fully armed guys on the road.

"Damn it, this group of garbage really doesn't give up. Damn it, next time I must make that old man look good!" He gritted his teeth and said.

"How do you know they were sent by Peter?" The tauren didn't care about the more than 20 people rushing over. He just carried the gold and pound bag casually, and then flashed aside. "Be careful."

"Be careful, these waste residues are useless at all!"

The scolding boss shot out, and an alloy steel dagger shone extremely. It fell into Charles's eyes upstairs, which suddenly made the old man flash, and his gloomy eyes were a little more bright.

"Well... what a vigorous skills." Charles said with emotion.

At this time, the horse boss has jumped up, as flexible as a monkey. The white light on the blade flashed. One person was hit in his eyes and was directly knocked to the ground by the horse boss weighing 100 kilograms. With a click, the cervical vertebrae was misplaced. There were several patrol mercenaries not far away. They were supposed to come up to earn some extra money, but they suddenly found that the two groups of people were ferocious and shuddered. They immediately disappeared without a trace, leaving a lot of curses and abuse from passers-by behind.

There are not a lot of onlookers. In Tamsalu, the most indispensable thing is the thugs. Unless they encounter an absolutely threatening event, these bastards will never miss an opportunity to watch the scene.

"Wow, that Nile is so fast!"

"These guys are not weak. At least in the ranks of swordsmen, they are no longer bad. Obviously, these guys have team offensive training. There is no doubt that they are born in the army." The speaker looked very professional, but he changed his words, "But... This Nileman has obviously received more advanced killing training, and he is the real elite in the army."

It's not too much for someone to have such an eye, and the Tauren did not participate in the battle group. He just stood on the fruit stall beside him and said to the boss, "Is this grapefruit delicious?"

"Of course it's delicious!" The stall owner is a big man. Looking at his tattoo, he should be a Greis in the south, covered with shell decorations.

Norton nodded, then picked up a grapefruit and peeled it.

"Hey, you haven't paid yet!" Gris shouted unplealy, and then his eyes were a little fierce, with a knife in his hand.

The Tauren turned his head and said in an incredible tone, "Do you see the bloody and cruel Nile man in front of you?"

"I see. What's the problem?" Gris asked rhetorical.

"Tiger! Hurry up and be quick, okay? These are just a dozen wild dogs. Then Norton nodded to the Greis with joking eyes, "Look, that guy is my friend."

Dong! Suddenly, a guy's body fell to the ground and couldn't die any more. It was only a foot away from Norton's feet. The tauren curled his lips and kicked the body away. "How much is this grapefruit?"

"You really like to joke. This kind of fruit is to be tasted by such a warrior like you." Gris Han's face changed at this time and smiled flatteringly.

"That means..." Norton pointed to the knife in the hand of the fruit stall owner.

"Oh, don't you think it's very comfortable to eat two more watermelons?" With that, the Griese immediately cut the watermelon in half and sent the red watermelon petals to Norton's hand.

Norton hummed, and at this time, Boss Ma was smiling and shouting excitedly. The dagger almost cut his throat with a knife. The armed elements in leather armor could not even get close to him. Boss Ma's body was stained with blood, and no blood was his own.

Until the last person, the poor guy had a nervous breakdown, screaming strangely, lying on the ground and retreating, with tears and snot streaming, crying, looking at Boss Ma with fear, while Ma Lao playing with knives in his big hands, the onlookers around him were all admiring: What a strong Nile. People!

"This guy may be the flying knight of the Nile." Someone else pretended to be an expert and said so.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

The horse squatted down and slapped the poor man on the cheek with a dagger with a ferocious smile. "Listen, I have to keep a living mouth. This is my principle. Go back and tell the stinky old man, don't make me unhappy. Otherwise, all the people of Jasmine will die..."

"Yes, yes, yes..."

"Now..." Boss Ma grabbed one of his ears, then cut it down and threw it into his arms. "Take your stupid pig's ear, get out--"

"Ah--" The poor man shouted in fear, with incontinence all over his body, and there was no courage just now.

Boss Ma stood up, wiped the blood stains on his face, glanced at the surrounding crowd, and shouted, "What are you still looking at? Do you want to report to hell in advance?

The crowd suddenly dispersed, and Tamsalu was most afraid of meeting the outlaws, although many people were false outlaws...

The guy in front of him is a real outlaw.

"Tiger." The tautans shouted sloppyly.

"What's the matter?" Boss Ma tidied up his crumpled clothes and asked.

"You are so inhumane." Norton gnawed the watermelon and pointed to the dead on the ground.

"In this damn place, human nature is fucking dead." Boss Ma got a piece of grapefruit from Norton's hand and chewed it in his mouth. He thought it was delicious. "Well, it tastes really good."

The bullhead pointed to the owner of the fruit stall in Gris. Boss Ma grinned, waved to the Gris and shouted, "Thank you for your fruit."

With that, he took out a silver coin from his arms, bounced it, and landed steadily on the fruit stand of the Gris people. The Gris people were stunned for a moment, then picked up the silver coin and verified it to the sun, "Really."

"Thank you for your patronage."

In a ghostly, the Greis said this sentence to the faraway horse boss and the tare bull.