Locke followed Uncle Yoshak downstairs, and he saw the beautiful boss lady at the front desk again at the corner of the stairs. The boss lady who was settled the score was bent over and lay on the counter. From Locke's perspective, he could just see the white touch on the boss lady's chest, and the boss lady in the score was filled with an intellectual beauty. Locke was stunned and almost failed to roll down the stairs.

It was almost evening, and the sunset was dyed red in the sky, and the orange-red light shone in through the bar curtains. There were not many big-headed soldiers still drinking in the bar. Except for the people from Locke and his team who were still waiting for Locke and the others, there were only a few people left in groups. After I went downstairs, I greeted the soldiers who were still in the bar, "Young men, it's almost dinner time. I'll go back to the camp first, don't drink." After the remaining soldiers in the bar responded respectfully, Uncle Yoko turned around and nodded to himself and left first.

After sending Uncle Yosak out of the bar, Rock came back to see his men. These guys were about the same age as him and even younger than him, and their alcohol tolerance was much worse than him. In addition to Hans, Kane could also jump around. The rest of Yad, Phil and others obviously drank a little higher, with a blush on their faces, and they lay on the table and muttered something. There were only two or three empty cups in front of each of them, which was almost the same as the amount of bottle that Rock and Yosak drank upstairs. However, the wine they drank was lower than Rock, and it was just an ordinary iced ale. Of course, except for the first cup that Rock was invited by him, the rest should be his own pocket.

"You guys, you can't drink enough and give me so much drink. Would you really make trouble for me?" Locke smiled and scolded at his subordinates who were lying in the corner of the tavern. In fact, they usually drink one cup by themselves, and they drink two cups when they are generous. Today, because Locke and Yosak have been talking for a while, they can't help but spend another cup or two on their own, and then they'll get the amount.

After drinking, everyone was even more disrestrained by the captain who was loyal to him. He ignored Locke's laughter and scolding, and kept lying there. Kane and Hans were even more prepared to push Locke off their seats and order two more glasses. "Captain, what does it mean to treat you today, and you haven't had a drink with your brothers yet? Sit down quickly and let's have two glasses." Kane said to Locke.

"Stop talking, see, these guys can still drink? Will you go back to camp tonight? Hurry up and pull them and let them wake up and sober up! Otherwise there will be no food later." Locke waved his hand quickly, "Today is my problem. I have been talking for a long time. Let everyone leave here and invite you to have a meal another day!"

Speaking of this, Locke's men were not without a look of their eyes. Most of them stood up with force. Kane and Hans also pulled the people who could not stand up and prepared to leave. At this time, the sky was getting darker, and there were no soldiers drinking in the tavern except Locke and the others in the corner.

At this time, a group of about 15 and 6 people, ragged and yellow-faced young men walked into the tavern, probably the remaining residents of the town. Locke looked in without moving. The group of uninvited guests walked in with a fierce look. Just as the middle-aged man in the leading man was about to say something, he suddenly saw Locke and the others in the corner. The standard military costumes revealed Locke and the others' identities. The leader's expression changed and he quickly held back his words. He observed the group of soldiers with squint and awe. The group of people he led suddenly became quiet, and he was a little restrained and motionless.

Locke obviously had no interest in the group of poor people in the town who suddenly appeared. He called his subordinates to leave. Before leaving, he went to the counter to settle the bill for today. 10 cups of ordinary ale costs 10 pieces of copper derr. In addition, two bottles of high-quality ale are also 10 pieces of copper derr. Together, there are 20 pieces of copper derr. It is very cost-effective. Locke took out his purse, took out 20 pieces of copper derr, and took out one and took a photo of the bar front desk.

Locke heard the sound of swallowing in his throat, which was made by the ragged poor people. Locke observed that they did not dare to look at their purse, but stared at the money at the front desk of the bar to swallow saliva. 20 Copper Deller is a lot of money here. The bar seems very prosperous today, with a total of thirty or forty people. However, don't be confused by this superficial phenomenon. Most of the people here sit for an afternoon. They are not as lucky as Locke's men. There is a captain who invites himself to drink, and they all consume it themselves. Can you expect that most of these group are privateers, and how much spare money does the servants have? They usually only come to drink one cup, but rely on this cup to brag about the time.

This bar's normal profit is estimated to be more than 30 copper coins per day. Even when business is not good, it is possible that only more than 20 coins are possible. In other words, the money Locke bought is almost close to the bar's daily turnover.

The boss's wife first glanced at the middle-aged man who led a group of people in a little fear, and then saw Locke coming up to check out the bill. She smiled at Locke flatteringly and said to him that she welcomed him to come again next time. Locke nodded, looked at the group of slightly cramped people, and called his subordinates out of the tavern.

However, as soon as he walked out of the tavern, the low voice of scolding with Charlotte's strong local accent and the sound of a vague woman crying and begging. Locke looked back and saw four or five of the poor people blocking the door of the tavern and not allowing people to see the situation inside. Locke was stunned. He wanted to see what these people were going to do. Locke looked at the ragged poor people blocking the door. These inferior poor people with dark faces and only skinny faces blocked his sight. Although they did not disrespect themselves, they dared to block their own sight. Locke was angry. Under Locke's increasingly sharp gaze, the gatekeepers could no longer resist. They timidly removed their bodies, revealing a crack that could see inside.

I saw a slightly strong Schallo poor man in the tavern snatching a package from the owner of the tavern. The owner of the tavern cried and said something to the leading middle-aged man, but the middle-aged man was indifferent. Several malnourished boys around him were holding a few copper Dellers in their hands and counting excitedly. This was the wine he had just paid, Locke thought.

"What are you doing?" Locke suddenly shouted coldly. The slightly noisy sound in the tavern suddenly calmed down. Locke's men, who had just walked a few steps outside the tavern, also heard the boss's bad voice, and turned around and walked back. Although they were drunk, they were also soldiers. They woke up a lot at the first time and looked in with their head's eyes. The soldiers who understood the roughly began to get ready to pick themselves up. This was the rhythm of teaching people a lesson.

The beautiful boss's voice that she cried stopped. She looked at the Forster Kingdom officer with a hint of manhood outside the tavern. She knew Locke. It is said that this was a small officer with background and strength. She had come to her to drink several times. It was different from the average rough and colorful soldier. This was an easy-going and elegant man. The beautiful boss's wife had a good impression of Locke. Is he going to help me? The beautiful boss's wife Xia Qian suddenly thought of it.

"Sir, this is a matter within our town of Giza. Are you in trouble?" Perhaps it was because he was scared by Locke's cold shouting, or because the soldiers around the Forstan Kingdom put too much pressure on them, the leading middle-aged man had to ask after a while of silence.

Locke squinted his eyes and let out a cold look, slowly walked into the tavern. His subordinates followed. Kane and Hans kicked the poor people who were still guarding the door of the tavern and let them go away. A wailing sounded. Locke walked to the front desk next to the Shaello who was snatching the package with the beautiful boss lady. Locke's height of 1.75 meters gave this guy who was slightly hunched over and was only 1.7 meters tall. His hand that was stalemate with the boss lady suddenly shook and let go, and the package was pulled away instantly. "Wow", the sound of a piece of copper coins falling was probably thirty, and there were several slightly wider women's underwear and clothes. Well, it should be the boss lady who was still charming.

"Pa", Locke first slapped the guy who was robbing the boss's wife's package and rolled him out, then slowly turned around and looked at the middle-aged man who led a group of poor people in Charlotte. "Sir, you..." What else did the middle-aged man want to say, "Pa", another slap. Locke was not ruthless, but the middle-aged man still had some strength and did not get out like the previous person. Instead, Locke pulled out a few teeth and bent down to cover his face. The two slaps seemed to be a signal, Luo
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