Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

West Town Tavern.

Zhang He can now be said to be very satisfied.

Maybe she finally couldn't stand the stinky face Wei Hong put on. It was said that Liangshui Merchant had received many complaints from old drinkers, and finally had to transfer her away from Xizhen.

The new person in charge is careless and disappears all day long, sometimes not coming to work for several days in a row.

The daily operations of this tavern rely even more on the old people who used to work here...

Of course it would be me, Zhang He.

That bitch should have been transferred away long ago.

He is now almost the de facto head of the West Town Tavern.

Even Liangshui Merchant has acquiesced in his status, and he also has a share of the daily operating dividends of the tavern.

However, Zhang He also knew that the hub station was facing major changes recently, and the business of the Xizhen Tavern was also deteriorating, and the total revenue was far less than before.

But it's still a little bit, and the extra income is better than his previous salary of a thousand coins a month.

Not only that.

Zhang He also knew that there was another batch of big business today.

Look at the uniforms worn by the guards and the swords they wear, each one has an extraordinary status.

When he stood next to Zhang He, needless to say, the murderous aura made his legs weak.

besides.

Zhang He also recognized several local gang leaders.

This is a big shot who can really shake up the whole street with just one stamp of his foot.

Just a look from them made Zhang He feel like he couldn't catch it.

Only at this time will he feel a hint of admiration for his former boss.

At least no matter who comes, she always has that stinky face.

Oh no, he seemed to have seen an exception once.

The other party is still a scavenger.

A long time has passed, and Zhang He still feels incredible when he thinks about it occasionally.

There was no follow-up to the matter, which made him more and more suspicious that Wei Hong had misjudged the situation and even lost the few hundred coins.

The more I think about it, the more I lose.

What is more heartbreaking than never having it is having it and losing it.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have cared about this little money for so long.

Fortunately, the tavern was full today, and the people who came were all people who spent money without blinking an eye. This flow of water was enough to satisfy oneself.

As for the adventurers passing by, I won’t say anything. They all asked questions and didn’t even know what a cactus chewing stick was, like a country bumpkin.

Zhang He kept instructing the chef to hurry up in serving food, and he also diligently served tea and wine to each table.

Not because he missed his old job as a bartender.

Just in this way, he can still experience the fun of the gang bosses who used to be aloof from above occasionally nodding and thanking him.

…

A thin man with yellow eyes kept rubbing the corner of the table.

Although he was surrounded by a circle of strong men of extraordinary strength, and several gang leaders personally escorted him, the look in his eyes as he wandered around clearly showed that he was uneasy.

The man's robe was unusually wide, and when he was picking up food, he would often get stains from the food and drink. However, he didn't care and just kept adding food to his bowl, taking two bites and then putting it down.

There was a layer of drooping skin on his face, and layers of wrinkles could be seen on the exposed parts of his arms. This was a sequelae of the rapid shrinkage of his body that could not keep up with the contraction of his skin.

This person is Wei Yi.

If it weren't for the slight resemblance in his skeleton and the still respectful guards around him, he would be completely unrecognizable from his appearance. He looked completely different from the bloated appearance half a year ago.

An old man came tremblingly with the support of several helpers and sat down next to Wei Yi.

"Mr. Naqin." Wei Yi quickly went up to help.

The old man is the North District Supervisor.

Although the streets in North District are now like small strongholds, the binding force of the city on gangs has been greatly reduced, and various strange forces have also grown among them... Wei Yi still dare not neglect Director Naqin.

Just because he was the earliest manager of the hub, he was also a mentor and father to the president.

"Isn't the president here yet?" Wei Yi asked secretly.

This time it was the president who called them together.

Otherwise, how could Wei Yi dare to leave his station even half a step now.

"...Oh, Xiao Wei." After a long pause, Naqin said, "Xiao He and Xiao Li haven't come yet."

Wei Yi held back a breath.

Nachin obviously had no intention of answering his question.

But Naqin was also talking about Wei Yi's doubts.

It is rare for the president to convene supervisors to gather together.

You must know that the supervisors are in charge of various districts in Fang City, and they have endless tasks. Realistically speaking, they are like princes with sufficient financial and military resources. Even the president should not move them around at will.

There must be special circumstances to demand them with such a strong attitude like today.

The party was held in an ordinary pub.

The relationship between the supervisors is not harmonious, which is a situation that the president would like to see. Wei Yi didn't believe that they hadn't seen each other for a long time and wanted them to have a drink and connect with each other.

Wei Yi didn't want to come originally.

He had many excuses to refuse. Since being frightened by the Skeleton Man during that operation, Wei Yi's health had deteriorated and she had lost weight... This was a good reason.

However, due to the intrusion of the Fog People, the Western District is now riddled with holes. If he can no longer get the support of the president, he is really worried that he will not be able to survive.

As for He Falcon, it's normal that he hasn't arrived yet.

He must have smelled it.

He Falcon may not dare to really offend the president, but it is not a big problem to delay it until the situation becomes clear before coming forward.

Wei Yi was sure that the people in the southern district in this tavern were already passing on news to He Falcon.

'Maybe he's hiding in a nearby toilet. ’ he thought maliciously.

That's all He Falcon.

Ken Li hasn't arrived yet.

With the exception of Nachin, he was the most loyal of all the supervisors.

Wei Yi was about to ask again, but Naqin interrupted him again: "Have you brought the money?"

"...Bring it."

Wei Yi waved his hand and asked someone to carry several iron boxes up.

"Here are 150,000 Kai coins."

Wei Yi said, feeling only pain in her heart.

This was also the reason why he was not very happy. This time the president made it clear that the supervisors should bring at least 100,000 Kai coins and hand them over. He also said that the more they bring, the more benefits they will get in the future.

Normally, Wei Yi would have no trouble opening coins, but now in this special situation, every market has begun to suffer losses, and it is really not easy to squeeze out the money temporarily.

Even so, Wei Yi honestly brought the money, even more than 50,000 yuan.

Just because the president said that the more you bring, the more benefits you will get.

That must be the case.

The president has never lied to them about this kind of thing. This kind of trust is also one of the sources of maintaining the cohesion of the city to a certain extent.

Maybe I found some new industry, and I came today to prepare to buy shares and pay dividends.

Wei Yi thought to herself.

"Very good." Naqin nodded, "I also brought 150,000."

‘You didn’t see what I said first and then started talking nonsense, right? ’ Wei Yi felt a little doubtful.

Externally, Director Naqin has long since stopped taking care of things. The North District's control over his subordinates is obvious to all, and he has also been invaded by the Fog Man. How can he squeeze out so much money from there.

"Since I brought the money, I'll give this to you." Naqin took out a book and handed it to Wei Yi.

Wei Yi took it and took a look. The book cover was wrapped with iron sheets and looked very delicate.

It’s just the holy fire pattern drawn on the cover…

When I opened it, it turned out to be "Holy Fire".

"Old man, you don't want me to read the Bible, do you?" Wei Yi sneered.

Even if he wanted to convert to Oakland, Oakland didn't want to see him.

The supervisors of Fang City each posted a bounty on the Holy Empire's wanted notice, ranging from ten thousand to thirty thousand coins.

After seeing the wanted poster, he was in high spirits and joked that the money could buy ten low-level people to go to jail or even the gallows for him.