Bloodline Lord of War

  Chapter 77 Need more money

  Buck and Wally seem to be old acquaintances.

  Varei threw the wooden sword on the ground, turned around, and looked at Buck: "It's a rare visitor, please sit down."

  There was a round table and a few chairs in the corner of the courtyard, and Waley raised his hand as a gesture of invitation.

  The three youths who fell on the ground struggled to get up. They stood in a row in a neat row, and bowed to Ware.

   "Thank you for your advice, sir." They said respectfully together.

  Vare didn't even look at them, and waved his hand: "Continue to temper yourself, you are still too weak."

  Three youths left through a side door in the courtyard, and the one who fainted was also carried away by them.

  Buck and Vale sat down at the round table, and three maids came in from the side door and placed several plates of pastries and tea on the table.

  Varei picked up a piece of green square pastry and threw it into his mouth, swallowed it in two or three swallows, and then asked calmly, "Why, are you going to kill again?"

  Ware's tone, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

  Buck nodded with a serious expression, "Yes."

   "Who stole business from you again?"

   "A pioneering baron named Robin."

  Ware did not hesitate, and agreed immediately: "Old rules, you lead people to a secluded place, and I will do it."

   To put it simply, Vale is a professional killer, and Viscount Buck is his regular customer.

  Relying on his outstanding thunder fighting spirit, he is very successful in this industry. No matter who the opponent is, as long as you pay enough money, Valley will always come.

   All along, Vale has killed many people for Buck, most of them are Buck's competitors in business.

  Buck untied a large bulging purse from his waist, and put it in front of Buck: "This is a deposit, one hundred gold coins, and the remaining two hundred gold coins will be given to you after the matter is completed."

  Vare grabbed the purse and shook it in his hands, with a greedy expression on his face: "This time the target is the nobles, the risk is too high, we need to add more money!"

  Buck frowned slightly: "It's just a low-level earthworm aristocrat. His territory is in the wasteland, and he won't make waves if he dies."

   "It doesn't matter, this is my rule, if you are a nobleman, you have to pay more, 400 gold coins, and a copper plate can't be less, I will help you get rid of this person." Vale bit him to death without any room for negotiation.

  Buck scolded this money-greedy ghost in his heart, took a deep breath, and compromised: "Okay, just four hundred gold coins."

  Although Walley's asking price is high, as long as Buck places an "order", Walley can always solve the target efficiently.

  Buck's subordinates also raised a group of dead soldiers, but the combat power of those people was completely inferior to that of Vale.

   To find a killer, you must be skilled enough in business. Some half-assed ones will never cooperate no matter how cheap they are. Therefore, even though Vale is expensive, Buck is willing to pay the money.

   Moreover, as long as you can get Robin's iron ore, this initial investment is worth it.

   "Then come to me after you have arranged the foreplay. Also, even if you change your mind midway, the deposit will not be refunded." Vale showed a satisfied smile.

  …

  Leaving Vale's residence, Buck got into the carriage and returned to the headquarters of Buck's firm.

  In the carriage, Buck sat near the window, looking out the window, and began to plan in his heart how to lure Robin out of his territory.

  Although Buck looked down on Robin, he had to admit that it was too difficult to kill Robin in Robin's territory. If things get too big, there may also be variables.

   Your best bet is to lure Robin into Buck's own turf.

  Buck was planning when the carriage suddenly stopped. Unprepared, he was almost thrown down by the inertial push.

   "Damn, what's going on!" Buck cursed angrily in the car.

  A small window in the carriage opened, and the driver in the front row showed a panicked face through the window.

   "Master, there is someone blocking the way."

  Blocking the way? Buck was strange and angry. Who would dare to stop Buck's car if he is so short-sighted?

  Buck opened the car door, stood beside the car door and looked forward. On the spacious stone road, a thin middle-aged man was kneeling in front of the carriage with a pleading expression on his face.

  Pedestrians on both sides of the road looked over one after another, not knowing what happened.

  Seeing Buck, the middle-aged man immediately ran to Buck on his knees, crying and begging, "My lord, please, give me a few more days, and I will be able to raise enough money soon."

  Buck had a little impression of this man. His name was Abu. He was originally in the leather business in the wasteland.

   Of course Buck couldn't bear it, so he let the saber focus on Abu's caravan. After robbing it a few times, Abu suffered heavy losses and could no longer threaten Buck's business.

  But Buck didn't intend to let him go just like that. He had to make an example of others, so that everyone else could see that this was the fate of grabbing business with Buck's firm.

  So at this time Buck stepped forward and offered Abu a loan with a very high interest rate.

  Abu was on the verge of bankruptcy at the time, and under the threat of Buck, no one dared to give him a hand. Abu had no choice but to accept this high-interest loan and became a money slave of Buck's firm.

  Abu had no chance of turning over, but Buck still wanted to beat the bone and **** the marrow. He secretly sent someone to set fire to Abu's warehouse. This time, Abu was completely desperate.

  Seeing that the repayment date was approaching day by day, Abu had no other way out. He asked to see Buck several times but was turned away. In desperation, he could only block Buck's carriage on the road.

  Buck looked down at Abu who was crying, with undisguised disgust on his face, and he thought viciously in his heart: Why haven't you committed suicide yet? How far will you be pushed before you are willing to die?

  The coachman jumped down from the carriage, raised the whip in his hand, and slapped Abu on the back: "Get out! Don't be in power!"

   "My lord, I beg you, just allow a few more days, just a few days."

  Abu knelt on the ground humbly, the whip left a hot bloodstain on his back, but he could only grit his teeth and persist, he had no way out.

  Suddenly, Buck thought of something, and he asked, "Abu, I remember, do you know Janna?"

  Hearing Buck speak, the coachman stopped the whip in his hand, Abu raised his head in surprise, and replied in doubt: "Yes, we know each other."

  Buck had a smile on his face. Under the warm sunshine, his smile was as cold as winter.

"boarding."

  The carriage started again and moved forward slowly.

  In the carriage, Abu sat across from Buck, clasped his hands together nervously, shrunk his shoulders, lowered his head, and dared not say a word.

  The wound on his back from the whip stuck to his clothes, and Ab Khan was in pain like rain, but he gritted his teeth so hard that he didn't even dare to snort.

  Buck’s expression was half a smile, he stared at Abu for a while, and then said:

"Abu, now, I need you to do something for me. If it is done, not only will all your debts be written off, but I will also give you a large sum of money to help you rebuild your caravan. Are you willing? ?”

  Abu raised his head in disbelief. He looked at Buck's face, and was moved to cry again. He said without hesitation, "I am willing, my lord. I am willing to do whatever you ask me to do."

  (end of this chapter)