Chapter 533

The night fades and the dawn emerges.

Birds flew in the forest, circled a few times, and then flew away with the morning dew.

The last image that stayed in the eyes of these birds was the gorgeous carriage with the Campbell family crest speeding away, heading in the opposite direction from Belland.

This seemed to mean that the Duke's son finally chose to compromise.

And when the carriage was about to arrive at Schider's territory, a man wearing a crappy dress that looked one size too small and a tall gentleman's hat also stood outside the city of Belland, looking at this place in the morning light. A majestic city about to wake up.

"The one who compromised was Moon Campbell. What does it have to do with me, Bruce?"

The man pushed up his tall top hat, revealing half of his stern face with distinctive Northern Slavic features.

The lower city is still not illuminated by the sun and is silent, as if it is faithfully waiting for the arrival of its emperor.

70. Goods

"Quick, quick, hurry up!"

"How dare you go on a woman's bed? You're all so stained. If you hurry up, we'll have to finish moving the goods within an hour!"

"If we can't finish moving, I will go to the brothel to look after the door!"

Belland, Lower Town, Wieshaven.

The night is thick and everything is shrouded in deep shadow.

Under the moonlight, on the sparkling water, a large number of ships have returned to the port, and the sailors and boatmen who have been busy in the port all day fall into a deep sleep.

Rat King Sam stood on the top of the piled huge wooden boxes, staring at his men with a serious expression, silently and quickly carrying the next piece of cargo from an extremely inconspicuous ship.

Like a busy ant colony.

The goods were not big, about the size of a suitcase, but they looked extremely heavy. It often took two strong men to lift one.

So progress is slow.

Sam was a little dissatisfied with the speed, but there was nothing he could do about it. He stomped on the spot a few times anxiously, then suddenly turned his head and looked at the people guarding him.

"Is there any movement?"

"No...no!"

The guard held an expensive sound transmission stone tightly in his hand, and looked nervous when Sam suddenly asked.

"There is nothing unusual at the moment!"

After receiving this answer, Sam suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

The team responsible for the surveillance did not convey any unusual information, which meant that everything was going according to plan and the information they received was correct.

Tonight's guard team will be heavily redeployed for other tasks, so they will have no time to take care of themselves!

You must know that since the new Lower City Consul took office, the Guard has undergone drastic changes. Gangs like them in the Lower City can no longer extend their hands into the Guard. Therefore, all actions can really only be carried out. Turn into the shadows that are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

He still has channels to obtain the movements of the guards, otherwise all his actions will be extremely passive.

However, although it is a little harder to do, in other aspects...

"It's different, it's different now..."

Sam stared at the goods, his narrow eyes showing heat like fire.

Yes, he is no longer the former rat leader who made black gloves for those greedy nobles and relied on some bread crumbs left between the fingers of those nobles to survive!

He is now the real Rat King, one of the true giants of Lowertown, Rat King Sam!

After the incident a few months ago, the forces in Xiacheng District have undergone great changes. The originally most powerful gangs, the Red Fire Gang and the Hyena Gang, were completely destroyed overnight. The forces of all parties were reorganized, and the Rats Wang's Rat Club naturally took this opportunity to grow and expand, and unceremoniously included large areas that originally belonged to those two gangs.

Sam was not worried that this intense expansion would cause disaster. He knew that many people were actually very jealous of the meat in his bowl at the moment, but Sam knew that those people would never dare to move.

Because what I have now comes from a right choice.

And the balance that Xiacheng District has today also comes from that choice.

Behind him, standing...

"grown ups!"

Suddenly someone approached, awakening Sam who was deep in thought.

"What's up!"

Sam's eyes suddenly shot over. Although his eyes were still small, he felt that he now carried a different majesty.

"The goods...there is a small problem."

The man said hesitantly.

"piece of cake?"

Sam's expression suddenly became fierce. Although he was small in size, when he frowned, he looked like a beast about to pounce on prey.

He couldn't help but be ruthless. The goods this time were very important. They were all magic materials that he had spent a lot of money to get. They were transported through smuggling, which exempted them from the high tariffs on magic materials. Although smuggling magic materials is a serious crime, If he can successfully sell it, he can make a fortune and even equip each of his men with new weapons!

But equally, if something goes wrong...I'm afraid that several of his favorite casinos, including his large venues, will have to be sold to fill this huge hole.

"Tell me clearly what the minor problem is. If something goes wrong with mine, you all have to sell your butts to me!"

"No, no, no, actually it's not the problem with the goods, it's my fault."

Hearing this, the man subconsciously covered his buttocks and said anxiously:

"It's the owner of the seller. He seems to have some new business and wants to discuss it with you, sir?"

"Owner of the cargo?"

Sam was stunned.

His transaction with the owner of the goods was through an extremely secret channel. After all, what he was doing was completely shady. He didn't even know whether the owner of the goods was a man or a woman...

And now...

"Is the owner of the cargo here?"

"Yes……"

The subordinate stepped aside and Sam looked up.

I happened to see that very inconspicuous boat floating slowly among the cargo ships.

The boat had no sign, only a light flickered on the bow, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

"He's waiting for me?"

"Yes, he said he wants to discuss a business deal with you personally."

"one person?"

"And one of his guards."

"Just one guard?"

"Yes, we have checked in advance. There is only the owner of the cargo and one of his guards."

"Oh, you are really brave. Aren't you afraid of me killing people and intercepting goods?"

The Rat King sneered and turned to look behind him again.

The guard who never left his side nodded slightly to him, indicating that the lookout team still found nothing unusual.

"Then let's go and meet the owner of the cargo."

As a seasoned veteran who has been around the Lower City for a long time, Sam prides himself on not being timid. At least he has been invited by the other party, so he still has the courage to take the initiative to meet him.

"You come with me."

The Rat King motioned to the guards.

After taking two steps, he continued to issue the order:

"You guys, find another team of people to keep an eye on the ship and wait for my orders!"

"yes."

…

Sam the Rat King steps into the boat.

This was really just a small boat. Sam didn't even feel any magical energy. The guard behind him also shook his head at him, indicating that the props detected that there were no magic devices arranged in advance.

Sam raised his head and looked at the owner of the cargo opposite.

He was a very rich middle-aged man, and his eyes were even smaller than him when he smiled.

"Are you Mr. Gro?"

Sam said the middle-aged man's name, even though he knew it was just a code name.

"Haha, you must be Your Excellency the Rat King. I'm glad to meet you. I've long heard of your great reputation in the Lower City."

Gentleman Gro laughed, so enthusiastically that he raised his hand to give Sam a hug.

Looking at Mr. Gro's body as broad as a hill, Sam shuddered and quickly stretched out his hand to stop:

"Stop, there's no need for polite words. You said you want to continue doing business with me, so take out your goods first and let me see your sincerity."

"Haha, Your Excellency the Rat King is really impatient."

Faced with the Rat King's harsh tone, Mr. Grot was not angry. He looked left and right vigilantly, and then motioned the guard behind him, shrouded in black robes, to come closer. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and sneaked up. Pulled out a small box.

"Your Excellency, Rat King, please see, this is a good thing that symbolizes countless banknotes?"

"Symbolizing countless banknotes?"

After asking the guard to check it again and confirming that it was not a trap, the Rat King curiously looked into the small box.

But when he saw the items in the small box clearly, his expression suddenly changed and he said sharply:

"Damn, is this the good thing you said?!"

71. Old ghost

"Damn it, the good thing you said is this damn thing?!"

The Rat King's expression changed drastically, he stood up suddenly and knocked over the small box with one palm.

The delicate wooden box fell to the ground, and a small bag of colored powder-like objects tipped over, and a faint aroma filled the air instantly.

Seeing this, the Rat King quickly held his breath and pushed open the porthole of the cabin, forcing away the pleasant feeling that made his whole brain feel intoxicated and floating.

"What the hell?"

Mr. Grot didn't pick up the box on the ground. He didn't seem surprised by the Rat King's reaction. He just narrowed his extremely small eyes and said with a smile:

"I wonder what your Excellency the Rat King means by this? Wasn't this the most popular product in the lower town of Belland?"

"This is a banned drug! Its popularity is only a thing of the past!"

The Rat King gnashed his teeth:

"This thing has been completely banned!"

"Strange, isn't the smuggling of magic materials by Your Excellency the Rat King forbidden? Could it be that I made a mistake and admitted that the Rat King, who has established such a huge territory in Xiacheng District, is actually a good citizen who respects and abides by the law?"

Mr. Gro suddenly came closer and lowered his voice and said:

"Don't forget, Your Excellency, the profit from this thing is far greater than the magic materials you worked so hard for. Even with it, the income of your casino and brothel can be doubled!"

"..."

Hearing the word profit, a strange light suddenly flashed in the Mouse King's eyes.

Although he seems to avoid this thing like a snake and a scorpion, he cannot refute the profit of this thing.

Because apart from the channels controlled by the nobles, there are really few businesses in the world that are more profitable than this.

No, those high-ranking nobles may have had their hands involved in this kind of thing.

"But it still doesn't work."