October 26th, afternoon.

Leading the way by Lan Mujin, perhaps because of the strange psychological induction between the twin brothers?

In short, Qiao successfully met with Lan Likang, who had not returned overnight when he went out yesterday.

In the southern suburb of Heidra Fort, an abandoned pier next to the Lanyin River.

The dilapidated warehouses are extremely large in scale, with iron tracks crisscrossing and covered with rust. Piers one by one reached into the Lanyin River. The longest pier was half a mile long, enough to accommodate first-class battleships docking.

From the scale, it can be seen that the dock once had a prosperous business.

The prosperity of the past has long been blown away by the wind and rain. Now this abandoned pier, which is several miles apart, has become a camp for the Pottus people.

There are hundreds of warehouses in the core area of ​​the dock. Some windows are blocked by wooden boards, while others are filled with colorful curtains. The large group of children with clothes are like wandering mice, screaming with strange sounds, running around the camp, rushing in and out of the windows.

The campsite is full of all kinds of strange utensils, or just garbage.

There are broken marble statues, plaster statues with less heads, various tables, chairs, bed cabinets, and more bottles and jars. I don’t know what it is for, and they just pile up in the open space between warehouses.

Among these messy "garbage", a few pieces of coarse cloth can surround a small space that blocks the view.

The men of Potuss, who were drinking red with their faces, were in and out of these small spaces, and the sharp and exaggerated screams came from these small spaces, spreading from far away, far away...

From time to time, children running around sneaked up near these small spaces, lifted up the coarse cloth curtain and peeked inward...

From a distance, there were a few old women with ferocious faces yelling insults, but no one really came to stop these children.

Qiao stood on the roof of a warehouse in the distance, blocking his body with a pile of broken bricks, squinted at the chaotic, messy and smoky Pottus Camp.

The countries in the mainland of Medland are entangled with grudges, countries are friendly to each other, countries are hated by each other, and there are also various "long-standing" "historical grudges" between ethnic groups, and love and hate between each other.

Only one ethnic group is contemptuous and hostile to all countries and ethnic groups in the Medland continent.

Potto Screws...

No one is friends with them in the whole of Medland. They are like foreign objects that emit a rotten smell in the sewer, and everyone is afraid of them.

There is no territory, no history, no culture, no faith.

No one knows how many of them are, no one cares about how they survive.

They are like duckweeds, floating around, wandering around, wandering in the wind and rain, living in humility but tenaciousness... They live in humility but disgusting ways.

Some people say - 'The Potusses are a plague. As long as there is a Potusses in any place, thousands of Potusses will appear here in three to five years'!

Some people say--'Putus people are born sinners, stealing, robbing, blackmailing, and committing all the sins that mankind can imagine'.

Some people say - 'Putus people is a natural disaster. If there are people in any place, the prices of nearby houses and other fixed assets will continue to fall at a rate of more than 10% per year'.

Joe looked at the chaotic camp.

Lan Kikyo was by his side and whispered what he had seen and heard from yesterday to now.

After Stuart IX blackmailed a huge sum of money from Joe, he took the people away from the downtown area of ​​Heidra as quickly as possible. He took out a goldmark from his small vault and asked his confidant to purchase a large amount of cheap wine and meat and distribute it to his tribal people.

There are nearly 30,000 Botus people in this Potus camp.

After getting the wine and meat distributed by Stuart IX, ninety-nine percent of the Pottus people got drunk, and many people were not awake yet.

In the early morning of this day, Stuart had brought dozens of confidants to secretly leave the camp, but was stopped by the four elders and their confidants who had been awake in the camp.

Qiao widened her eyes: "This guy, does he want to abscond with the money?"

Lan Kikyo smiled subtly and nodded vigorously: "Joe, the two traveler's checks you gave him are enough for him to go anywhere on the mainland to be a happy rich man and live a comfortable life."

Qiao pursed her lips and smiled: "He couldn't run away...those four elders..."

Lan Kikyang shook her head: "It's not a problem for the four elders now. Uh, there are more than a dozen of Potouse tribes of all sizes in the suburbs of Heidra Fort...."

Lan Kikyo showed an extremely strange smile.

Qiao nodded thoughtfully, touched his chin and looked at a well-preserved three-story building at the core of the camp.

This three-story building was once the office of the management committee of this wharf area. It was also carefully constructed by careful financial resources and material resources. The building body is very solid and the materials used for interior decoration are also very solid.

After being abandoned for many years, the ceiling, wallpaper and floor of the building were actually maintained at 70% to 80% new. The people of Stuart IX organized the place and collected a large amount of barely available discarded furniture from all over the place to fill it in, and the small building also had a 60% to 70% of the scene in its heyday.

In the reception hall on the first floor, Stuart IX, who claimed to be "His Majesty the King", was looking at a group of "glorious guests" sitting beside him with a gloomy face.

Dozens of crowns wearing strange robes of various colors, wearing various messy materials such as copper, iron, tin, wood, etc., with extremely rough workmanship. They looked ferocious, wretched, evil, or cunning. In short, no man or woman looked like a good man, staring at Stuart IX with red eyes.

Among these people, there were two emperors, three kings, seven or eight dukes, and the others also had noble titles, and the worst one also claimed to be an earl... Well, what's more amazing is that there were two archbishops, one man and one woman!

The two archbishops were also the two who were most willing to pay for their clothes among the people present.

The man was indeed wearing a patched bishop robe of the Golden Oak Church, and even a gold oak statue badge the size of a palm was hung on his chest.

And the woman, she also wore a robe of the great nun of the Silver Osmanthus Church, and a silver crown made of sterling silver on her head.

Everyone stared at Stuart IX with bright eyes. They... had been in this living room enthusiastically for several hours. The stingy Stuart IX had not even brought a glass of water. Everyone was already dry and their faces were red.

He coughed heavily, and a burly man wearing a big red noble robe with a golden belt around his waist, professing himself as 'His Majesty of the Emperor' stomped his feet heavily: "Stuart, let me be told, I am your cousin... Your father owes me money, as his heir, you should pay me back."

"Your father, with his lion's tail, crossed the Lawrence Mountains, and migrated from the middle of Medland to the Derren Empire. He was so poor that he and the lion's tail would have starved to death halfway through the way if I hadn't lent him 200,000 gold marks."

"Thirty years have passed, and thirty years have passed!" The burly Emperor shook a snot on the ground: "According to our Potouse lending rules, the interest rate per year is at least twenty points."

"We are relatives, so we are not good at calculating compound interest. The interest rate of 40,000 gold marks a year is 1.2 million in thirty years. Adding 200,000 principal, you give me 1.4 million gold marks!"

The burly Emperor looked at Stuart IX deeply: "We are relatives, don't hurt our previous family affection for a little money."

Stuart IX gritted his teeth: "I have never heard of this."

The burly man smiled slightly: "I have witnesses. In my lion-head tribe, at least ten thousand people know about this. Ten thousand people can be witnesses."

Stuart IX spread his hands and sneered: "But no one in my Lion Tail Tribe knows this."

Beside Stuart IX, an elder of the Lion Tail Tribe slowly stood up: "Stuart, His Majesty Cadillac is right about this matter... You were still young at that time, and you don't remember it, but I remember it clearly."

Next to Stuart IX, another elder stood up suddenly and a crutch hit the elder's shoulder: "Fuck, why don't I remember this? Our lion's tail is indeed in debt, but the creditor is His Majesty Chrysler of the lion's teeth."

The two elders immediately formed a ball.

Outside the small building, hundreds of ferocious men gathered at the front and back doors and guarded the small building so hard that they could not be connected, and they roared hysterically, waving the messy weapons in their hands, intimidating anyone around them.

In the chaos, Qiao, accompanied by Lan Mujin and Lan Likong, had already sneaked into the small building and entered the room directly, reaching the third floor of the small building.

In the original dock management committee archive room, Lan Mujin knocked out the dozen confidant subordinates who were guarding here, Stuart IX and the four elders respectively sent out.

Qiao followed Lan Ji Kyoto's instructions and pushed open a row of bookshelfs, revealing a thick mountain shield safe behind.

Laplaci was understanding and he directly told the password of the safe.

In the horrifying eyes of Lan Mujin and Lan Kikyo, "as if you see the gods", Qiao skillfully entered the password, easily opened the safe, and took back the two traveler's checks he had been blackmailed yesterday.

In the safe, there were more than 100,000 gold marks of cash, as well as hundreds of necklaces, rings, bracelets and other jewelry shining with jewels... Qiao took out a big cloth bag without hesitation and swept the treasures away, and even a single broken diamond was left.
Chapter completed!