Chapter 342 Willfulness

"Snatch the horse?" Allen accidentally glanced at Sean: "Is there no law in Violet Port?"

"Of course, my lord. But as you know, the law can only restrain some people." Xiao En said with a wry smile. The empire's constitution can only restrain civilians. Those few strong men with great power, or the earls and dukes with a large number of territories, or even some personal forces in the local area, would not be within the constraints of the law.

Leaving aside, let's take Violet Harbor as an example. In this commercial city there are great chambers of commerce, great slave merchants, horse dealers, filth merchants, etc. These forces are able to gain a foothold in the city, and they all have decent strength, otherwise they would have cleared Violet Harbor long ago. For these people, the constraints of the Imperial Constitution were minimal.

A series of laughs sounded from the crowd, and someone came out. Allen looked up and down, and the other party was tall, wearing a flaxen cloak and covering his upper body. There are several conspicuous scars on the muscular chest, and the lower body is wearing a pair of loose bloomers, with black hairy feet stepping on the ground, a rough and brutal pattern.

He rubbed his chin and said with a sinister smile, "You brat who hasn't even grown hair yet, how dare you snatch our horse?"

"Your horse?" Allen frowned slightly: "Who are you?"

"You don't even know who I am." The man smiled at the people watching and said, "It seems that this is your first time here."

"My lord, this is Singer." Sean said in a low voice, his voice full of bitterness: "He used to be Papa Dick's spokesperson and partner, selling dirt for Papa Dima. Unexpectedly, he Violet Harbor has landed."

"The fat man over there has a bit of eyesight." Singer sneered, "Papa Dick's horses are all marked, so don't think I'll misread them. Besides, who dares to accept our horses?"

The horse dealer who came with Alan smiled coldly and said, "Papa Dick's power is in the Blood Rock Wasteland, but he's not big enough to overwhelm the sky in Violet Harbor. Singer, don't talk too much." .”

Singer squinted his eyes and looked at the horse dealers. War horses are a very profitable business, but the dealers who dare to buy war horses in Violet Harbor are not ordinary people. Although these people seem to be single-handedly weak in Violet Harbor, there is often a force behind them to support them. Otherwise, how dare they travel north and south with their horses? Singer knew this horse dealer, and he had some relations with several chambers of commerce in Violet Harbor. He was indeed one of the people in the city that Singer dared not touch.

"Mr. Weinuo, it seems that these horses are not in your hands yet. Are you planning to intervene now?" Singer laughed dryly.

The man named Weinuo raised his hands and smiled and said, "Of course not, it's just that what you said just now made people bother."

"In that case I apologize to you.

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The horse dealer looked at Allen and made a helpless expression. This is also one of the rules in the city. If Weinuo insists on intervening, it will be against Papa Dick. Although he is not afraid, there is no need for that. Allen nodded to him, indicating that he would handle it. Then he stepped forward and smiled lightly: "Singer, right? Since you know these are Dick's horses, have you ever wondered why they are in my hands?"

Singer obviously didn't think about this problem. He also just arrived at the Oasis Hotel and found Dick's horse when he passed the stables. So he started to grab the horse, but the mountain king warrior who was in charge of watching the horse was unexpectedly tough, so he delayed for a while. Asking Allen now, he couldn't help thinking along the other side's train of thought, and the answer was ready to come out.

It was just this answer that made Singer unwilling to believe it. And the horse dealer Weinuo seemed to have figured out the key point, and couldn't help but glanced at Alan again.

"That's right, Dick's men planned to rob us. It's a pity that they picked a hard bone, so these horses fell into my hands. Then here comes the problem..." Allen's eyes suddenly became sharp, and merged into the sight of Murder It pierced into Singer's eyes like a sharp sword: "I'm not even afraid of Dick, can I be afraid of one of his dogs?"

Singer was panicked by his sharp stare, and avoided subconsciously. Only then did he realize that he had lost his composure, and suddenly became angry from embarrassment, and shouted: "You brat who doesn't know what to do, kill him for me!"

A dark-skinned man rushed out behind him and punched Allen in the face. Allen didn't even blink his eyelids, and when the fist was about to fall on his face, he stopped suddenly. Holding the black man's fist with one hand, Willick grinned and said, "Boss, what do you want to do?"

What happened here in the stable has already alarmed the people in the hotel. Just now, Allen felt a few familiar breaths. Willick rushed over from the front, while Regis circled behind the crowd. As for Adele, maybe her sniper rifle was aimed at Singer, so Allen didn't need to take action.

"Since he dared to use this hand to shoot at me, then it's useless." Allen said lightly, and even showed Singer a gentle smile: "Look, this is just a lesson, I'm still kind. "

Over there, Willick retracted his five fingers, and there was a sound of broken bones, which made people's scalps tingle. The tall, burly nigger, whose arm was broken by Willick, fell to his knees in pain and yelled. With a kick, Willick kicked the man back to Singer's feet.

Singer looked at Willick and then at Alan. The expression on his face fluctuated, and finally he gave Alan a bitter look and said, "How dare you make an enemy of Papa Dick."

"A mere bandit, why don't you dare?" Allen said indifferently: "Besides, we have strength and willfulness."

"We'll see." Singer pulled the black man up and left angrily.

After seeing them leave, Allen put away his arrogant expression and said to Weinuo, "I don't know if our business can still be done."

Wei Nuo smiled and said: "If I was afraid of Dick, I would have left long ago. But Mr. Allen is tougher than I imagined. Although Singer is only Dick's spokesperson, he also has hundreds of subordinates here. Mr. Allen should Be careful."

"thanks for reminding."

In the end, the war horse was taken away by Weino. Allen returned to the hotel and packed his things. Sean said worriedly: "My lord, Singer may make trouble for us."

"It's not a possibility, but a certainty." Allen shrugged and said, "Just in time, I still need a chance to stand up. Since Singer is willing to send it to the door himself, why not do it?"

"Liwei?" Sean looked at him.

"Yes, Liwei. We must tell those businessmen in the city that we are not easy to mess with, and we have the strength to not be afraid of challenges. In this way, it will be less troublesome to deal with them." Allen stopped, turned and said: " On a deeper level, if we want to establish a trade route with Violet Port in the future, then Dick and his gang in the Blood Rock Wasteland must be eliminated. So I don't mind provoking them now, and I don't mind putting another one on it. fire."

Hearing the murderous words, Xiao En couldn't help shrinking his neck: "My lord, are you going to..."

"Since Singer is Dick's minion, then I will pull his claws off and make him suffer. If he is smart enough, he will come to me by himself, surrender or cooperate. He has a lot of choices. But if he is too If you are stupid, there is basically only one choice." Allen smiled lightly and asked, "Mr. Xiao En, do you know where Singer and the others are staying?"

"They originally lived in the oasis, but they have left after being taught by you. I need some time to find out. What is this?"

"Anyway, this trouble will always come. Instead of passively waiting for Singer and the others to get ready to come to the door, I prefer to come to the door actively and solve them neatly."

Sean really shuddered.

The fat man left the hotel in a hurry, and he didn't come back until evening. Ten minutes later, the people in the hotel saw Alan and the others leaving with a murderous look. The soldiers of the Mountain King's army were all in armor, with killing intent all over their bodies, and quickly left behind Alan and the others. Their team pointed straight to a block of Violet Harbor, which is where Singer's old den is.

"The sun is going down." Looking at the bloody sunset outside the window, Singer turned his head and said with a grin: "Nigger, go and inform the brothers that it's time to work."

The black man who was defeated by Willick nodded vigorously, and suddenly there was a sound of messy footsteps outside, and someone slammed into the door and shouted with blood on his face: "Brother Singer..."

"What's going on?" Singer was taken aback.

The man pointed to the outside and shouted: "Someone is coming, they..."

At the end of the sentence, the gate of the courtyard outside crashed down, stirring up a cloud of dust and smoke. Singer's face changed drastically, he picked up the ax and shot the ground, and rushed out. The place where he lives is a courtyard composed of stone houses, and the street outside the courtyard has become a mess. Singer's men fought against each other, but the situation was not good for Singer. Singer saw some armored warriors in threes, relying on each other, and quickly brought his men down.

His subordinates are also outlaws, but they are far inferior to this well-trained fighters. Singer was about to rush out with his spear and ax in hand, when suddenly a light appeared in his eyes.

It was the cold light of a sharp blade.

Singer didn't have time to think about it, so he raised his ax to protect his chest. when! With a scream, his forward figure was knocked back again and again by the opponent's incomparable lightning strike. After finally stopping, the hand holding the ax trembled slightly, the tiger's mouth had been split open, and thin threads of blood were flowing out. Looking in front of him again, he was a young boy. But it was this boy who chopped himself back with a single sword.

The earth wall of the courtyard on the left suddenly collapsed, and a person came out of the tumbling dust. He wore a metal gauntlet on his right hand, and he was no stranger to Singer, the man who had crippled his niggers in the morning. Seeing Willik, Singer finally knew who it was who hit the door. It's just that he didn't expect that before he had time to trouble Allen, they had already killed him.

"Good evening, Mr. Singer." Allen walked through the fallen door, stood behind Regis, and said calmly: "I was going to visit, but your men won't let me in. Only with a little more forceful means.”

"I hope you don't mind." Allen smiled brightly.

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