Three Hundred and Fortieth Chapters Sudden Change

Hongliu Bar has three floors, the first floor is used to greet ordinary guests, the second floor is for private rooms, and the third floor is for entertaining VIPs. Just like its name, this bar is deeply rooted in the soil of the city, so it faces a wide range of customers. With Xiao En's ability, he can only get the box on the second floor, and don't even think about the VIP area on the third floor.

When I arrived at the reserved box, there were still a few minutes before the agreed time. After Allen and Adele were seated, Sean called for drinks, and while he had time, he briefly introduced Roger to Allen. In fact, the biggest business of Roger's Chamber of Commerce is not textiles, but slaves. Slave trading is the most lucrative business, especially attractive female slaves, as well as strong and brave war slaves.

Among them, the role of female slaves goes without saying, while war slaves are the product of the continuous evolution of the imperial civil war. Many nobles are willing to buy a large number of war slaves from slave merchants to serve as cannon fodder troops, so as to reduce the loss of their main force. The source of war slaves is mostly prisoners of war, or some natives who are good at war. Roger made his fortune by buying and selling slaves, and the slave-hunters traveled frequently, so they also did some business like textiles or handicrafts.

One is to resell the shortage of goods in the two places, and the other is to cover his own slave trade. After all, in the Imperial Constitution, there is a prohibition on slave trading. Although the imperial constitutions in many places are not valid, Roger is a cautious businessman, and he will take adequate protection measures for every sale.

The knock on the door interrupted the conversation between Sean and Allen. The fat man got up and said, "It should be a guest."

He went to open the door, but there were several strangers behind the door. Sean frowned, before an old man with a face wrinkled like tree bark said, "I am Mr. Roger's representative, Bach."

Alan frowned when he saw Sean bring someone who was obviously not Roger into the box. Sean came behind Allen and introduced Bach's identity by ear. Allen nodded and looked up at Bach. The old man's aura was very ordinary, without any source of energy. The two people behind them lit the fire, but their source power was only between seven and eight levels, so they should be guards.

After Sean served Bach the drink, he retreated behind Allen, obviously respecting him. So Bach's eyes fell on Allen, and he was a little surprised. Allen coughed lightly and said, "I thought Mr. Roger would come here sometime."

Bakhmo replied, and a guard behind him sneered: "How can Mr. Roger have time to pay attention to you fellows from the countryside?"

"Hal, it's rude to say that!" the old man said lightly, but rather than blaming his subordinates, he agreed with the guard's statement. The arrogance of that attitude surprised Allen, and made Adele next to him angry.

Adele subconsciously grasped the sniper rifle on her lap. Right now, the magic weapon was wrapped in a tarpaulin, and its fangs had not yet been exposed. Allen patted the back of her hand lightly, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if Mr. Roger can't come, since Mr. Bach is his representative,

It's the same for this business with Mr. Bach. "

As he said that, Allen's thoughts turned. With Roger's power, there's no reason why he didn't know what he did yesterday, logically speaking. Attacking Singer's territory and replacing it, he has already shown his strength to Violet Harbor. Like Weinuo, his willingness to cooperate with him is also based on this point.

In other words, Allen still has no influence even on Violet Harbor. But at the very least, Bach should not assume such a superior posture. After all, Alan and him are not in a hostile relationship, and if the business is negotiated, it will not be harmful to Roger.

Unless Roger didn't intend to negotiate this business from the beginning, let alone cooperate with Sur City in the future.

What drove this slave trader to do this? He didn't even meet himself before making such a decision. It didn't look like a businessman's style. Allen thought to himself, at this moment, Bach said: "Listen to Mr. Sean, you have a good batch of fabrics on hand."

Allen glanced at Sean, and the fat man spread out the fabric samples he brought with him on the table. Bach took it, his eyes moved slightly, and soon returned to normal. He nodded and said, "Your fabrics are pretty good, tell me, how many are there?"

"We didn't bring much this time, only 1,000 horses. If the cooperation goes well, Mr. Bach can rest assured in terms of supply." Allen said.

The old man nodded and said, "Then I will agree on behalf of Mr. Roger. We will give a price of one thousand silver coins for each piece of fabric. What does Mr. Allen think?"

"One thousand silver coins?" Sean said angrily, "Mr. Bach is joking. In the past, when we cooperated with the Chamber of Commerce in Storm City, not one horse cost more than this money. Now we save the cost of this intermediate link, and even we personally Send the goods to Violet Port, but the price you offered is only half of the previous price."

"Also, this is our new product. This kind of weaving technology is worth more than this money!"

The fat man was panting with excitement, while Allen showed a thoughtful expression. Bach said calmly: "We will give this price. Since you can't accept it, it seems that this business cannot be negotiated."

He also simply stood up and said "Farewell", and left the box with the guards.

Sean frowned and scolded: "It's unreasonable, is that bastard Roger playing with me? What a joke, our cost alone is more than a thousand silver coins..."

Just as Alan was about to comfort the fat man, his hair stood on end. That was a dangerous signal!

"Get down!"

Allen rushed out and threw Sean to the ground. Suddenly, half of the wall of the box fell down, and a few bright gun barrels protruded from the back and shot at the table and chairs. If it wasn't for Allen who threw Sean down, there would probably be some more bullet holes in Fatty's body now.

Adele, who also fell to the ground, let out a muffled grunt. She didn't even bother to take off the tarp, and shot directly behind the wall. The rough sound of the sniper rifle instantly overwhelmed the noise on the first floor, and even blasted some unlucky person behind the wall into the air. There was a scream and the sound of tables and chairs being knocked down.

These changes were almost in the blink of an eye, and before Sean could figure out what happened, Alan had already mentioned it. Allen also pulled Adele up and shouted, "Take Sean away first."

He himself fell back into the gap in the wall.

When I met Roger tonight, Alan didn't bring Qianjun with him. So he withdrew the dagger devil's praise, and did not activate the awakening posture of the source device, and attacked with the prototype of the dagger. The two men behind the wall were busy loading the fire/gun, but Alan counterattacked so quickly, both startled. It was during this moment of hesitation that Alan passed by like the wind, and the dagger slashed their necks, and blood burst out immediately.

After the two gunmen were eliminated, Allen had time to look around. There was a cold light flashing in the corner of his eyes, but someone was coming from the shadows in the corner. The angle taken was very good. If the dagger hadn't been painted like Belmode, so the light reflected on the blade was captured by Allen, I'm afraid it would have surprised Allen.

Now that's a different story.

Allen didn't dodge or dodge, and the demon salute pulled out a winding knife light to meet him. The two daggers clashed continuously in the air, and the jingling sound was endless. The collision of the source force and the blade of the two sides produced a series of invisible energy, which blew out the lights in the room, and even tore gaps in the nearby tables and chairs. Sparks shot out in the dim room, and the sneak attacker obviously didn't expect Alan to be so hard on his hands, and let out a "Huh".

Suddenly, the room burst into flames, and Alan's forehead lit up with an engraving, and orange flames spewed out from the dagger. The killer didn't expect him to do this, and his eyes were blinded by the sudden burst of flames. Shouting in his heart that it was terrible, he immediately retreated violently, but there was still the wind chasing him, so he had to wrestle away with the dagger. Blood-red rays of light shot out from the dagger, and these rays of source power were extremely sharp, and the surrounding tables and chairs were like paper. Once penetrated by the red light, it will disperse when pulled, it should be some kind of ability of the killer.

The dagger in Allen's hand turned into a dagger long ago, and he swiped left and right, cutting off the bright red source light rays one by one. Originally, he had a lot of opportunities to activate the destructive sniper posture, but in order to take down the killer by surprise, so as to ask who is behind the scenes, he switched to using the hymn of blood. But he never thought that this killer also has a bit of real talent, and even he is unwilling to try his own tricks with the activated source light.

Blocked by these sources of light, the killer has already thrown himself out of the window. When Allen rushed to the window, he saw people's heads surging below, and there was no killer. He could only punch the window frame bitterly, and left helplessly.

"What, you were attacked?"

Back at the residence, Sean went back to his room to rest. Welik heard that the three Allen was attacked and said resentfully: "I knew I went with you, but the bastards who didn't know how to do it."

Adele rolled her eyes, looked at Allen and said, "This is very strange, who do you think would have done it?"

"After we killed Singer in a high-profile way and blatantly took Dick's territory, someone still killed us so quickly. It can be seen that this person is not Dick, but it must be his friend or partner or something. That person wants to take revenge on us. " Allen flicked the table with his fingers, sorted out his thoughts, and said, "But there is one thing that is strange. The location of the attack was at the Red Willow Bar. How did the other party know that we have business to discuss with Roger tonight? I think this kind of thing Sean will not spread the word. Since the other party can grasp the precise time and place, it can only explain two things."

"One is that they have good information, but Dick's influence here is not that great, so it should be difficult to obtain such accurate information. Then the rest is the second possibility." Allen's eyes flashed murderous intent: " Roger himself was behind it, and if that's the case, it's not difficult to explain why his representative was insincere. Because from the beginning, he regarded us as dead people."

"It's just that Roger, why did you kill us? I don't even know what he looks like." r1058

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