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Syndicate is a bandit. Sometimes he works as a bandit, sometimes as a pirate, sometimes as a smuggler, and sometimes as a helper for some bigwigs who don't want to reveal their identities to do some work that is not suitable for others to know.

He doesn't care what he does, as long as he can make money.

Privately, he calls himself "the gentleman with no capital". The former is a metaphor for his identity, and the latter is a sign of his style of doing things.

Among his peers, he is indeed a gentleman. Every time he "does business", as long as the other party is willing to surrender, even if he was fighting the last moment, he will restrain his subordinates and let the opponent go the next moment. At first, the subordinates were very dissatisfied, but as the reputation gradually spread, fewer and fewer people were willing to fight to the death with them, and there were even more than one case where people took the initiative to offer money when they saw their flags.

For those who are willing to offer money, he also has a standard. As long as the money can allow the brothers to have a big meal together, it is not worth fighting for more money. Because he always believed that money is endless, but reliable brothers are not so easy to find.

So his "business" grew bigger and bigger, and gradually became the largest group in the border area between the Blue Moon Kingdom and the Thousand Springs Kingdom. Some people even began to respectfully call him "Mountain King".

To be honest, Syndicate didn't like this title at all. He had the honor to enter the ancient elf temple in the ancient forest and got the advice of the immortal elder. At that time, the elder warned him that people should not be greedy, should not show off, and should make a fortune quietly. He deeply agreed with it and always took it as his motto.

His ideal is to be an unknown robber, make enough money to find an opportunity to clean up. Then become a small noble in the interior, spend the second half of his life in peace and stability, leave enough descendants, and pass the family down from generation to generation. Many, many years later, some of his descendants who were keen on studying the history of their ancestors found out his origins from the dusty records and were shocked...

Now it seems that this ideal is likely to fail, and he is very depressed.

Recently, he got news from an old acquaintance he had worked with in the past, saying that the robber business, especially the business of big robbers, will be more difficult in the future, and the shipping channel will become a crucial part of the business. This made him a little puzzled and he didn't understand why.

Most robbers don't like to rob goods. First, they run slowly with goods and leave too many traces, which makes it easy to be caught or found; second, they have to find a way to sell the stolen goods after they get the goods. When selling stolen goods, one gold coin often can't buy one silver coin, which is a big loss.

In comparison, it is much more convenient to rob money directly. Even precious gems are not as reliable as money.

Of course, if you can rob some precious magic props, it is much more cost-effective than robbing money. Magical props are easy to sell, and when they are sold, they are often not deliberately discounted, making them the best hard currency.

The syndicate is no exception. When he collects bribes, the cash is always calculated at three times the price of the goods - or in other words, if he gives the goods but not the money, three times the goods are worth one time the money. If possible, he would rather take the money than the goods, even though he has a good way to sell the stolen goods.

For example, this time.

He led a dozen people and ambushed in a depression deliberately dug out on the hillside. They were wearing straw raincoats covered with grass, which looked like ordinary grass. As long as they didn't use magic, no one would think of discovering them.

The place where he ambushed was quite spacious and not steep at all. No spellcaster would be crazy enough to use detection magic in such a place.

For this business, he prepared five days in advance. Just the manpower and material resources he spent felt that it was worth hundreds of gold coins.

But it was worth it. As far as he knew, the "Dragon Tail" business had just delivered a large batch of goods to Buyi City, but did not buy much from the city. This meant that they either brought a large amount of cash or high-value gems or magic props. Either way, it was worth his attention and even his personal trip.

Time passed slowly, and the sun gradually set in the west, but the syndicate and his brothers were still lying on the ground motionless, as if they had turned into a pile of weed-covered soil.

To do big business, you must be patient. This time he brought the most reliable old brothers. Everyone understood this and could be patient.

About an hour before dark, two carriages slowly drove in. Looking at the logo on the carriage, it was indeed the group of bumpkins who claimed that their ancestors had picked up the tail bone of a giant dragon and used it as a mascot.

When the syndicate thought of the origin of the name of this business, he wanted to laugh.

But he held back his smile. On the contrary, he was very serious.

The Dragon Tail Company was not an easy target to deal with. Their ancestors were also in business with no capital. The reason they were able to become rich was not because of the good luck brought by the bullshit mascot, but because they did some business that would send them to hell after death, just like him.

Facing such an opponent, if you are not serious and cautious, you will really be courting death.

The carriage was not big, and if you looked closely, there was indeed no cargo. But he noticed that the drivers of the two carriages were very calm, and you could tell at a glance that they had quite good strength. As for the carriages... the latter carriage was a freight car, and the driver should be a mid-level warrior, so there was nothing to be afraid of, but the front carriage could vaguely feel the fluctuation of magic power, and I was afraid that there was a powerful wizard sitting in charge, so we must not be careless!

As the carriage was about to pass, for some reason, a horse in the carriage in front suddenly lost its front hoof and fell to the side of the road, causing the entire carriage to overturn, and the people in the carriage were about to fall half to death.

This was naturally a trap designed by the syndicate. He dug some small pits on the road, which were not big, just a little bigger than a horse hoof. The pits were padded with thick paper, and covered with loose soil and weeds, and looked no different from ordinary ground. But as long as the packhorse's hoof stepped into it, it would fall down immediately, and the entire carriage would fall down with it.

The people of the Dragon Tail Company were attacked and panicked. Two people walked out of the car in front. One was a magician in a fiery red robe, and the other was a ranger in gray soft armor. The two drivers and the warrior in the back car also took out their weapons and prepared to fight.

Syndicate nodded, lifted the grass, and stood up alone.

He did not rush to speak, but took out a flag and stuck it on the ground beside him.

In the evening breeze, the flag unfolded, and a tiger sitting on the top of the mountain was majestically looking down at the people below the hillside.

"Mountain King?!" The ranger was shocked, but laughed again.

"You came at the wrong time this time." He smiled and took out an exquisite holy emblem, "Our company did make a lot of money this time, but I deposited it all in the temple of the Golden Crown (Goddess of Wealth). Even if you kill us, you can't get the money."

A few hours later, in his secret base, the Syndicate fell into deep thought.

It seems... the world has changed.

This era is no longer suitable for gentlemen without capital.

Thinking of this, he made up his mind.

From then on, the famous thief "Zuoshan Wang" who was active on the border between the Blue Moon Kingdom and the Thousand Springs Kingdom disappeared without a trace. A few months later, a small noble named "Thomas" appeared in the northern part of the Gold Coin Federation.