Chapter 342: 　 Wayward

"Grab the horse?" Allen gave Sean an unexpected glance. "Is there no law in Violet Harbor?"
"Of course, my lord. But as you know, the law can only restrict some people." Sean smiled bitterly. The empire's constitution can restrict the civilians. How can the few powerful people with powerful powers, or the earl princes who have a large number of territories, or even some local personal powers, be within the constraints of the law?
Not to mention the far away, just take Violet Harbor. In this commercial city, there are big chambers of commerce, big slave merchants, horse traders, dirt merchants, etc. These forces can gain a foothold in the city, and they all have decent power, otherwise they would have cleared Violet Harbor early. For these people, the restrictions of the Empire's constitution are minimal.
A burst of laughter rang out from the crowd, and someone walked out. Allen looked up and down, the other was tall, dressed in a linen cloak and upper body. There are a few conspicuous scars on that muscular chest, and his lower body is wearing a pair of loose bloomers, and his feet with black hair are on the ground, in a rough and savage pattern.
He touched his chin and grinned and said, "You little devil with a hairy hair yet dare to our horse?"
"Your horse?" Allen frowned slightly: "Who are you?"
"You don't even know who I am." The man smiled at the people around him, and said, "It looks like you are here for the first time."
"My lord, this is Singh." Sean whispered, his voice full of bitterness: "He used to be Daddy's spokesperson and partner, and sold dirt for Daddy Dima. Unexpectedly, he was there. Violet Harbor is settled."
"The fat guy over there has some eyesight." Singh sneered: "Daddy Dick's horses are all marked, don't think I'll be mistaken. Besides, who dares to accept our horses?"
The horse seller who came with Alan smiled coldly when he heard the words, and said, "Daddy Dick's power is in the wasteland, but it is not big enough to cover the sky in Violet Harbor. Singh, don't talk too much. ."
Singh narrowed his eyes and looked at the horse dealer. Warhorses are a profitable business, and the dealers who dare to buy war horses in the Violet Harbor are the general generation. Although these people seem to be single-minded in Violet Harbor, there will often be a party behind them. Otherwise, how can they dare to travel north and south with their horses? Singh knew this horse dealer. He had some connections with several chambers of commerce in Violet Harbor, and he was indeed one of the people in the city that Singh dared not move.
"Mr. Winor, it seems that these horses have not yet reached your hands. Are you planning to intervene now?" Singh said with a dry smile.
The man named Wei Nuo raised his hands and smiled: "Of course not, but what you just said made people mind."
"In that case, I apologize to you."
The horse vendor looked at Alan and made a helpless expression. This is also one of the rules in the city. If Winor insists on intervening, he will be against Daddy Dick. Although he is not afraid, there is no need for that. Allen nodded at him, indicating that he would handle it. Then he stepped forward and smiled calmly: "Singh, right? Since you know these are Dick's horses, have you ever thought about why they are in my hands?"
Singer obviously hadn't thought about this problem. He also just arrived at the Oasis Hotel and found Dick's horse when he passed the stables. So he tried to grab the horse. The mountain king soldier who was in charge of watching the horse was unexpectedly tough, so he delayed some effort. Now when I asked Alan, he couldn't help but follow the other side's thinking, and the answer was ready to come out.
It was just this answer that made Singh unwilling to believe it. And the horse dealer Winor, who also seemed to figure out the key, couldn't help but glanced at Allen again.
"Yes, Dick's men are going to ransack us. It's a pity that they picked a hard bone, so these horses fell into my hands. Then the problem is..." Allen's eyes suddenly sharpened, into the murderous sight. Stabbed into Singer's eyes like a sharp sword: "I'm not even afraid of Dick. Am I afraid of a dog under his hand?"
Singh was panicked by his sharp eyes, and subconsciously avoided. Then I realized that I had lost my mind, and I became angry from anger, and shouted: "You don't know what the is going to kill him!"
A dark-skinned man snatched it out from behind him and slammed Alan's punch in the face. Allen didn't even blink his eyelids, seeing that his fist was about to fall on his face, but suddenly stopped. Holding the fist of the black man with one hand, Willick grinned: "Boss, what do you want to do with it?"
What happened here in the stables has alarmed the people in the hotel. Just now, Allen felt a few familiar breaths. Willick rushed from right in front, while Regis walked around behind the crowd. As for Adele, maybe her sniper rifle had been aimed at Singh earlier, so Alan didn't have to shoot.
"Since he dared to use this hand to attack me, then let it go." Allen said lightly, even showing Singer a gentle smile: "Look, this is just a lesson, I'm still very kind. "
When Willick closed his five fingers over there, a fracture sounded, and people's scalp numb. The tall nigger, whose arm was broken by Willick, knelt to the ground in pain and screamed. Willick kicked the man back to Singer's feet.
Singer looked at Willick and then at Allen. The expression on his face changed and he finally gave Alan a bitter look and said, "You dare to be an enemy of Dick Daddy."
"A mere bandit, why not dare?" Allen said calmly: "Besides, we have the strength and willfulness."
"Let's see." Singh pulled the black man up and left angrily.
After seeing them leaving, Allen put away his arrogant expression and said to Wei Nuo: "I don't know if our business is still going to be done."
Winor smiled and said, "If I was afraid of Dick, I would have left. But Mr. Allen is tougher than I thought. Although Singer is only a spokesperson for Dick, he has hundreds of people here. Be careful."
"thanks for reminding."
In the end, the war horse let Wei Nuo take away. Allen returned to the hotel and packed his things. Sean said worriedly: "My lord, Singh may trouble us."
"It's not possible, but certain." Allen shrugged: "It just so happens that I still need a chance to stand up. Since Singh is willing to send it to the door by himself, why not?"
"Li Wei?" Sean looked at him.
"Yes, Liwei. We must tell the businessmen in the city that we are not easy to provoke, and we are not afraid of challenges. In this way, dealing with them will be less troublesome." Allen stopped and turned around: " On a deeper level, if you want to establish a business path with Violet Harbor in the future, then the Dick gang in the blood rock wasteland must be removed. So I don’t mind provoke them now, let alone put another one on it. fire."
Listening to these murderous words, Sean couldn't help but shrink his neck: "My lord, you plan to..."
"Since Singh is Dick's minion, then I will pull his paws off and make him painful enough. If he is smart enough, he will come to see me by himself, surrender or cooperate. He has choices. But if he is too If you are stupid, there is basically only one choice." Allen smiled lightly and asked, "Mr. Sean, do you know where Singh and the others are staying?"
"They originally lived in an oasis, and they have left after being taught by you. I need some time to find out. Are you?"
"Anyway, this trouble will always come. Rather than waiting passively for Singh and the others to get ready to come to the door, I prefer to come to the door proactively and solve them neatly."
Sean really shuddered.
The fat man hurriedly left the hotel, and he would not come back in the evening. Ten minutes later, the people in the hotel saw Ellen and the others leaving murderously. The soldiers of the Mountain King's troops were all wearing armor, with murderous intent all over their bodies, and they quickly left behind Ellen. Their team pointed directly to a block of Violet Harbor, which was where Singh's nest was located.
"The sun is going down." Singh looked at the sunset outside the window, turned his head and grinned and said: "Nigger, go and inform the brethren, it's time for work."
The black man who gave Willick a hand nodded vigorously. Suddenly, there was a messy footsteps outside. Someone hit the door and shouted, "Big Brother Singh..."
"What's the matter?" Singh was startled.
The man pointed outside and shouted: "Someone has killed here, they..."
When the words came to an end, the gate of the courtyard outside fell suddenly, causing a cloud of dust and smoke. Singh's face changed drastically, he took a shot from the ground and rushed out. He lives in a courtyard composed of stone houses, and the streets outside the courtyard have become a mess. Singh's people are fighting each other, but the situation is not good for Singh's side. Singh saw some trio of armored soldiers, relying on each other, and quickly put his hands down.
His subordinates are also desperadoes, far inferior to such well-trained fighters. Singh was about to rush out with his spear and axe, suddenly a little light appeared in his eyes.
That is the cold light of the blade~EbookFREE.me~ Singh can't think about it, lift the axe to protect the chest. when! With a violent scream, his dashing figure was knocked backwards by the opponent's incomparable lightning strike. Finally stopped, the hand holding the axe trembled slightly, the tiger's mouth had been split, and thin blood was flowing out. Looking at him again, it was a young boy. But this young man slashed himself back with a sword.
The earth wall of the yard on the left suddenly collapsed, and a person walked out in the tumbling dust. He was wearing a metal boxer on his right hand, and Singh was no stranger to him. It was this man who had destroyed his in the morning. Seeing Willick, Singh finally knew who came to the scene. It's just that he didn't expect that before he had time to trouble Alan, they had already come to the door.
"Good evening, Mr. Singer." Allen walked past the fallen door, standing behind Regis, and said calmly: "I was going to visit the door, but your men would not let me in. Only use a little tougher method."
"I hope you don't mind." Allen smiled brilliantly.
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