Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 311: Trouble

Xiao En grinned and said, "Looks like Young Master Allen thinks highly of your slaves."

Jim said from the side, "Young Master just wants to punish them."

"I must personally punish them." Ellen stressed, "I wonder if Mr. Shawn has any ideas in this regard?"

"The captain of the city guard, Pierre, is my brother. It's not that there's nothing I can do about it. It's just that you know " Xiao En made a gesture to count the money.

Alan looked at Edward, who pushed a bag of silver coins from the adventurer in front of Shawn. Xiao En weighed his weight and said with satisfaction, "When will Young Master Allen leave?"

"Tomorrow morning."

"When the time comes, you will see those slaves. To be honest, in order to personally punish them, you will pay a high price." Said Shawn.

Alan smiled. "I care more about the effects."

"You really are a person who does great things." After a few compliments, Xiao En bid farewell and left.

Jim and Alan found a hotel to stay in.

In the City Lord's Mansion, Baron York, who was already fifty, stood in front of the huge French window. From the window, the night of Sur City was cut into pieces by the rain lines. The baron's gaze pierced through the rain and landed on the faint outline of the Ashes Mountain Range in the distance.

"Master, it's time to rest." The butler reminded.

"Rest?" York snorted, "I can't close my eyes, sir. I can't sleep at the thought of my treasures and wealth being taken over by barbarians."

The butler lowered his head and said, "Your wealth has already surpassed that of your fellow robes."

'"Mr. Lindh, I have to admit that your words are very pleasant to hear. But I know for myself what kind of wealth can be found in Sur City, a place where birds don't shit. I don't have as much money as the country rich men of Missouri City." "This is my territory," Baron York glanced hatefully at the Ashes Mountains. "All the wealth in the territory belongs to me. The Ashes Mountains are no exception. Those bold, damn barbarians refused to hand over my treasure. This is illegal encroachment! They must be razed, and their children and grandchildren must be lowly slaves!"

The butler warned, "Baron Maud didn't agree to lend you an army. They should arrive tomorrow morning. Not long later, your sword will be stabbed at the peak of the Arth Mountains."

"Yes, but I need to pay Storm City 20% of the dividend. Dear Lindh, don't you hear the gold coins crying?" Baron York's eyes were bloodshot as he raised his hand and shouted, "That's all my wealth, my wealth!"

The voice came from the City Lord's Mansion, but it was shattered by the howling wind.

In another brightly lit room, there was another voice.

"Oh, Elena. My Elena, you little slut are always so fascinating!"

In the end, both of them lay powerlessly on the bed.

"I saw Shawn tonight." After a short rest, the woman got up and dressed.

"Xiao En, you took over the fat pig's business?"

"Of course not. In fact, he is really going to discuss business."

"What business?"

The woman thought for a moment and said, "It seems to be a few strangers. They have some plans to cooperate with Sean."

The man frowned and sat up, "Speak carefully."

The dressed woman turned around and spread out her hands with a smile, "Mr. Latis, you know, my service is never free."

He cursed as he took out a small bag of silver coins from the bed and stuffed it under the woman's bra, "Tell me more clearly."

The woman took out her bag and weighed it. She knelt down with satisfaction and lay on the man's lap, saying, "Those strangers brought new technology. Sean is ready to work with them." If nothing unexpected happens, the entire cotton spinning market will be theirs in the future. I heard from the stranger that it seemed to be a worsted technique and they would bring garments directly next time. Mr. Shawn is ready to take the mansion to let the baron have a look. Everything is going well, and we can officially begin our work. "

"Look, my information is detailed enough, right?"

The man's expression changed. "Damn it, Shawn wanted to squeeze me out a long time ago. If they succeeded, then Sur City would have no place for me, Lattis."

"What are you going to do, Mr. Latis?" The woman kissed Lattis on the thigh.

'"Of course, it's time for the strangers to disappear forever. It's time to deal with Sean's fat pig," Latis said in a deep voice.

"Elena, I hope you don't use Shawn's words."

The woman trembled and forced a smile, "Of course, Mr. Latis, I'm only at your service."

"This is a free gift." She grinned and buried her head on Latice's waist.

At dawn, the rain also stopped. It rained all night, filling Sur City with dense fog in the morning. Alan and the others had breakfast and were ready to leave. It was still early, and there were few pedestrians on the streets. The fog was so thick that one could only see within a meter or two.

It was clear that the departure from the city had not gone smoothly. Not long after leaving the hotel, footsteps sounded from the front and back of the street. Jim frowned and wanted to shout, but Alan stopped him. Moments later, figures appeared in front of them and surrounded them. These people's eyes revealed a fierce light. They were holding sabers and axes in their hands. A man covered in tattoos stood at the front, clearly the leader of these people.

He was scratching his fingernails with a dagger, tilting his head and looking at Allen and the others with ill intentions.

Alan smiled faintly and said, "Looks like there's someone in Sur who doesn't welcome us."

"Of course, Mr. Latis doesn't like you. He has a suggestion." The tattooed man chuckled.

"Oh, tell me."

"He wants you to disappear forever!"

"That's why." Alan looked at Jim and said, "Is private fighting allowed in Saul?"

"The law doesn't allow it, but as long as the city guards don't see it "

Alan nodded and said happily, "That's enough."

The tattooed man shivered for no reason when he saw his face full of spring breeze. He was still pondering where the chill came from when Alan whispered, "Leave that man behind and kill everything else."

Belmond bowed like an elegant noble and said, "As you wish."

As he straightened his body again, Belmond waved his hands and seven or eight streaks of black lightning scattered. The subordinate behind the tattooed man stabbed a pitch-black throwing knife between his eyebrows. He was unexpectedly unhappy. Belmond didn't even look at the result of the battle. Two short black knives had already slipped down his sleeves. He suddenly slipped and crashed into the crowd behind him. The two blades pierced into the lower abdomen of the left and right person respectively. The blade gently pulled horizontally, immediately tearing open the stomachs of the two of them.

With a spin, the two blades pulled out circles of black saber light and charged in.

"Leave some for me," Welik shouted.

In the blink of an eye, more than half of the hoodlums who were blocking the way had fallen, which showed how efficient Belmond was. Wilick hurriedly crashed into the other side, and if he didn't make a move, all the limelight would be snatched away by Belmond.

The tattooed man's entire body trembled as he watched as his subordinates were killed by the two of them without any backhand power. Only then did he know that he had provoked the wrong person. He turned around to run. Suddenly, his heels hurt. He flew up and fell heavily to the ground. With great difficulty, he regained his composure, and his chest heaved a heavy blow. Upon closer inspection, it was the young silver-haired youth who pressed a black box on his body.

He didn't know what this thing was, but it was strangely heavy, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Ellen put his hand on the saber sheath and said, "Don't rush off. Go back and tell that Lattis, don't mess with him. Otherwise, he'll bleed more than that."

After lifting the saber sheath, Alan gestured towards the back and the few of them left over the corpse on the ground. Only then did the tattooed man sit up and realize that the battle was over. The two men who had ruthlessly assassinated him passed by, and the man with the short knife still had time to grin at him. Only then did the tattooed man realize that there was not a single trace of blood on that person's body.

Only when they were far away did figures appear in the mist. The city guards blew their whistles and rushed over. The tattooed man quickly got up and hurriedly ran into the narrow alley nearby.

When they arrived at the city gate, Ellen saw Xiao En. The fatty laughed and said, "Young Master Allen is really early."

When he saw the blood stains on Wilick's armor again, the fatty narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you in trouble?"

"Not really. It's just that one Latis probably doesn't like us. As for now, he should be afraid of us." Alan Yun said calmly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

Xiao En had an intuitive understanding of the strength of these strangers. As an old opponent of Latis, he knew very well what kind of people the man had under him. Xiao En knew more about the strength of the people who could easily deal with Latis. He was glad that he wasn't standing on the opposite side of Allen. The fat man whistled and several gunmen walked over with Baku Yi in the mist.

Baku and the others stuffed something into their mouths. They twisted their hands backwards and chained their feet, making it extremely inconvenient for them to move. Sean threw a bunch of keys to Ellen. "Then Mr. Ellen, this is your slave. You can punish them as much as you like."

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