Another World’s Versatile Crafting Master

Alien Full-time Master Chapter 301 Protection Fee

the host. Bloody. "When Lin Li was in doubt, Filler suddenly frowned.

Nofil was a true high-level vampire. His life, his power, everything from blood. The sensitivity to blood is naturally far from ordinary people. Since he even said he was bloody. Then this dark cloud town. I'm afraid that somebody is really bleeding.

"Which way?"

"church."

"Go. Let's go."

It's not over yet. The raft of floats has been released. Under the power of Float. Lin Li swept away toward the churchyard like a gust of wind. This month's study of a dozen core magic rules. It did bring him countless benefits. A simple floatation was on his hand. It was as fast as lightning. Fortunately, no one saw it at this time, otherwise he would be scared away by half his life. Play Float of the Magus Level into a legendary level of flying. Is this something someone can do?

Lin Li controls this floatation which is comparable to legendary magic. It flew over the church square in an instant. The scene on the square surprised Lin. Not so spacious on the square. Squeezed almost a thousand. You know this is Wuyun Town. Neither Olana, the bustling king. Nor was Garos, the chaotic city that crowded the eighteen forces. This is just a remote town near Dorland. The whole | The town is full. There are only more than 1,000 households. This one thousand people. It's almost equivalent to someone from every household.

"Hurry up for me. Don't worry about it. It's time to pay for it. It's time to go home and go home. If I'm delayed for dinner. Next month you will have a hard time eating." This sound. It sounded a little snoring as if it had a severe stuffy nose.

Lin Li looked down in surprise. Seeing a strong man in his thirties. In front of him was a large wooden table on a long table. And the strong man was screaming and shouting there. Put silver coins into the box on one side. The townspeople lined up at the long table. Just under the loud voice of that strong man. Send in silver coins.

At the beginning Lin Lin was still here.

In fact. No wonder the Legislative Council thought so in recent years. The borders of the Kingdom of France are not smooth year by year. Especially this year. The two human kingdoms of Franklindine have fought several battles in a row. Although all are small-scale armed conflicts. But in the current context. Even a fool knows it. Sooner or later there will be a battle between these two human kingdoms. War and taxes. Always connected. So this year's taxation is also particularly heavy. Lin Li has lived in Wuyun Town for only one month and has seen the tax official's car twice.

But it's not right to think about it-- | How can some tax officers dressed in black ride horses like this? Look at this. A pair of small triangular eyes. Face full of meat. Loudly screamed and cursed. With both legs up. A glance at the past is really temperament and temperament. You have to be a leader and a leader than any tax official.

"Fuck. All of them are **** ghosts. But if we do n’t protect you from the Asian Thieves Corps this year. Can your crops grow so well? Your business can last so long? Your children can grow so much for you The money pushes three obstacles. Do you have any conscience in the end? I tell you. Our boss said. The price has risen recently. The expenses are also higher than before. Starting next month. The family will pay 50 more silver coins. You ghosts .It's better to have the money ready earlier. Don't be as stubborn as today. "

The strong man complained endlessly. Lin Li finally understood the ins and outs of the matter. Feeling this guy really pulls the wind than the tax officer. More or less, tax collectors have to worry about their taxes. Think about what to use | Taxes are fine. This guy doesn't even need to think about his name. Just one protection fee.

Such things as protection fees. Li has not always liked it. and so. He slowly descended from the sky. When I was about to talk to strong men. But suddenly I heard someone calling his name.

"Ferre. Why are you here?"

Lin Li looked back. Zheng | Meet an old man with a white head: "Good evening. Uncle Salat."

This person is named Salat. It's the new neighbors. I am in my fifties. Next to the wooded hut is a lightly traded smithy. On weekdays, I rely on agricultural tools to support my life. Such a small square in Wuyun Town. A few household tools in the home-not necessarily change once. Salat's business is naturally deserted. It is often no one visits for a few days. Plus a son loitering. All day long dreaming of being a great adventurer. He started to mix in Dorland as a teenager. The bearer is not considered now. It's almost mixed into the underlying hooligan. I didn't get much money in a few years. It was the old Salat who helped him a lot. The business is not good. The life of the old Salat was naturally abnormal.

but. Despite the abnormal life

Salat in Wuyun Town. But it is a good old man. Take Lin. When I first moved to Wuyun Town. Not under the care of the old Salat. Boo Han asked warm running up and down. Passionate like loved ones. until now. If the old Salat made something delicious, he would not call this light neighbor to share. So that even Lin Li is so cheeky. Sometimes I can't help but feel a little embarrassed. Always thinking in my heart. Is it another day to find a chance to repay this kind old man.

at this time. The old Salat's face was anxious: "Ferre. Tell your uncle soon. How did you get here?"

"Oh. I went out during the day. I just came back. Then there are no one in town."

"Ah. You really are." Old Salat sighed. A wrinkled face. Full of anxiety: "What are you doing here? Isn't it good outside. Why choose to come back at this time. Hey. I'm in trouble."

"What's wrong. Uncle Sara?"

"Don't ask so much before." Salat looked around. Quietly pulled Lin Li aside. He pointed his finger at the woods opposite the church square: "Ferre. Did you see that? Right right. It's next to the woods. There is a path there. Now you take advantage of those vampires that haven't come to you yet. Quietly go from there The trail ran outside the town to hide. Come back when it gets dark. "

"What **** blood?"

"That's them." The old man quietly pointed to the group. The strong man with his legs raised behind the long table: "They are all members of the Xia Thieves. These vampires receive a lot of money from the town every year. What else is the price to protect us. Alas. These **** vampires. Just don't come to harm us. Count on them to protect. "

"You pay when they collect the money?"

"What if you don't hand in. They are all weaponized. How did we fight them."

"What about the militia in the town. There is also Doland. Why is Yunzhen protected by Doland. Never before in Doland?"

"The militiamen can't beat him. There are dozens of militiamen in Wuyun Town. The weapons are eliminated decades ago. Xia Ke has a thief regiment with more than a thousand people. They are all on the breeze plain. No. Dozens of militiamen with outdated weapons. How could it protect the dark clouds. Yu Dorland. But I heard people say. Lord Jay and the boss of the Thia regiment. it is good."

"That's it." Lin Li nodded. Did not say much.

"Well. Ferre. What you want to know. I already told you. You still have to run away from the trail. You may not know. In addition to collecting money, these vampires often arrest young people in the town. Go. Join them. Want to be a slave. Have you ever seen that kid in my family? If you weren't afraid he would be caught by these vampires. Why would I watch him fooling around in Dorland?

When the old man was saying this. An old face was already full of anxiety. If you can. He really didn't want any damage to his neighbor this year. Although I haven't known it for a long time. But the old Salat has always looked at this young man as a child. Compared to his unconvinced son. This young man seems to be the other extreme. Be humble and gentle to others. There is always a smile on his face. Even this humble old blacksmith. He is also always full of respect. Occasionally came to visit his blacksmith shop. And ask myself some forging

Such young people. Who had the heart to watch him being arrested by the Thieves of Xia. Or lost his life under torture. Or being brainwashed into a killer without blinking a thief?

"It's okay ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Uncle Salat. Don't worry. I won't be caught by them." Lin Li naturally knew. After a few words of comfort. His eyes fell on the strong man behind the long table.

No, do n’t admit it. Collecting protection fees is indeed a heavy manual task. There are more than 1,000 households in Wuyun Town. A family of fifty | silver coins. That adds up to more than 50,000 silver coins. Put them down. Not tiring. It's no wonder that the boss of the Charlie Thieves Group is going to raise prices next month.

"Okay. You **** ghosts. Give me one. Don't be stubborn there. If I delay Lao Tzu for dinner. Be careful I chop your skin." Russell yelled aloud. As he put a few silver coins in his hand, the "tintin" shook.

Lin Li froze. Was planning to tell this guy. I'm afraid you don't have time for dinner. There was a sudden commotion outside the crowd.

"Let me go. You | bastard. Let me go."

Several members of a thief regiment armed with weapons. At this moment a young man was walking towards the center of the square. The young man looks in his twenties. Between eyebrows. It is similar to the old Salat.