I lived two hundred years

Chapter 441 Security Management Fee

Paladin is drinking.

As an old man in his 60s, Paladin is not old at all, and he is as strong as a bull.

However, the traces of the years still cannot be erased.

He used to have a full ten catties of alcohol, but now he only has two catties left.

But after two bottles, he was a little tipsy.

He was reluctant to stop drinking, but as a former gold medal killer, he knew he couldn't drink anymore.

So, he drank very slowly.

He wanted to taste the last sip of wine slowly.

It's a pity that some people just don't know what is good or bad, and want to disturb his interest at this time.

"Master Paladin, I have no business this month, please allow me a few days, and I will definitely collect the security management fee."

A fat man with the appearance of a merchant ran up to Paladin, threw himself on the ground, grabbed Paladin's trousers, and begged bitterly.

"Damn, who allowed you to speak."

Paladin's interest was disturbed, and he was furious immediately. He slammed the wine bottle in his hand on the head of the kneeling peddler, smashing him to the ground.

The merchant was so frightened that he prostrated himself on the ground, not daring to make any movements, allowing the blood on his head to fall to the ground and form a pool.

Seeing his timid look, Paladin was furious, stepped on his face, rolled it on the ground, and then let go of his foot.

The merchant had scars on his face, but he didn't dare to express anything. With an ugly and flattering smile, he looked at Paladin pitifully.

"roll."

Paladin felt disgusted and kicked it away.

The peddler rolled on the ground a few times, wounded more and more, but with a happy expression on his face, he staggered and ran out as if he had received an amnesty.

"Has that Stryker not come yet?"

Paladin closed his eyes and asked the bald middle-aged man behind him.

The bald middle-aged man nodded and said, "No."

Paladin opened his eyes and looked at the masked boy beside him: "Ghost stab, are you sure you have passed on the message?"

"Yes." The masked young ghost said seriously.

"In that case, it's not giving me face." Paladin snorted coldly, stood up, looked coldly, and glanced at the other vendors who were left aside by him.

Those traders didn't want to pay the security management fee like that fat man, and they didn't have any psychological burden to come to the appointment, but when Paladin saw it like this, they were all frightened and silent, and they didn't dare to speak.

"People who don't give me face are not qualified to live in this world..."

Before Paladin finished speaking, a voice sounded and interrupted him.

"Sorry. I'm late."

Shen Lang led Connor through the crowd and walked towards Paladin.

As he walked, he scolded Connor: "It's all you. I asked you to remind me of the time, how could you oversleep?"

Connor was blatantly framed by Shen Lang, but he just accepted it silently with a helpless face.

Who told this to be his new boss?
"Strike, you are so arrogant, you actually asked Lord Paladin to wait for you."

A trader who was terrified by Paladin just now immediately found an outlet and blamed Shen Lang.

"I'm talking to Paladin, are you Paladin?"

Shen Lang coughed and interrupted him.

The peddler was choked immediately, and looked at Paladin for help.

Paladin snorted coldly and said, "Strike, you're late."

"My fault. My fault. I'll punish myself with a bottle. Take care of yourself."

Shen Lang stepped forward, pulled up a wine bottle prepared by Xing Xing Restaurant for Paladin, and gulped it down.

Everyone was stunned and stared at him dumbfounded.

Shen Lang drank the bottle of wine in one breath, looked at everyone, and said strangely: "I've already finished drinking. Why don't you still drink?"

"Boy. That's my drink."

Paladin's voice turned cold, he walked up to Shen Lang, and looked down at him.

Paladin was tall and strong, a full head and a half taller than Stryker.

"Didn't you invite me to drink? Morning and evening, isn't it the same?"

Shen Lang smiled all over his face.

"Don't pretend to be crazy to me." Paladin said angrily, "I came to you today to collect security management fees. There are undercurrents in Huangjing City these days, and the security is extremely poor. I want to increase the fee. It used to be two hundred and five gold coins. Starting today, raise fifty gold coins. Three hundred a month."

Paladin glanced at the vendors, who all lowered their eyebrows and did not dare to object.

He smiled with satisfaction, and looked at Shen Lang: "As for you, Stryker, as a new merchant, you have to pay half more than others, a total of 450 gold coins."

When those traders heard the words, they all looked at Shen Lang gloatingly.

They all seemed to have forgotten that they were also overcharged by fifty gold coins.

That's not a small sum.

"450 gold coins?" Shen Lang blinked, looked at Connor, and asked, "Do we have that much money in the treasury?"

"No." Connor rolled his eyes inwardly, his tone helpless.

Afterwards, he added in his heart: "Originally, you took all of them away yesterday."

"I have no money. What should I do? Lord Paladin." Shen Lang looked at Paladin with a half-smile.

Paladin slammed the table hard, and shouted: "If you don't have money, get out. I'm on Paladin's territory, and no one dares to owe me the security management fee."

"Isn't the security management fee responsible for security? Why do you want me to leave?" Shen Lang looked suspicious.

"Gang Yan, let him experience the security of Huangjing City."

Paladin was out of breath, sat back in his seat, and waved to the bald middle-aged man.

The bald Zhongnong Gangyan grinned, showing a row of white teeth to Shen Lang.

"The law and order in Huangjing City is very poor. If you don't have the protection of Lord Paladin, not only will you not be able to keep your store, you may even lose your life. Lord Paladin let you go out of good intentions."

While speaking, Gang Yan punched Shen Lang in the face.

Shen Lang smiled, and reached out to take Gang Yan's fist.

"If this is the level of law and order in Huangjing City, I still have the confidence to make the neighborhood of my hotel safe."

"you……"

Gang Yan was furious, only felt a burning pain on his face, he shouted angrily, the pendant hanging on his chest gave off a burst of silver light, a pattern of a stone flashed, and Gang Yan turned into a silver metal man.

"Cracking Rock and Steel Fist!"

With a punch, the wind howled.

The power of the holy emblem erupted from Gangyan, like a mountain, crashing towards Shen Lang.

Shen Lang didn't dodge or dodge, separated his hands, moved like clouds and flowing water, drew an arc, and led Gang Yan's fist to the side.

Gang Yan couldn't hold back his momentum, he punched through the wall of Xingxing Restaurant, and fell down the stairs.

"This fighting technique is exquisite!"

Seeing Shen Lang's movements, Paladin suddenly stood up.

"Master Paladin, do you think I can survive in Yellow Crystal City with my skills?"

Shen Lang looked back at Paladin with a flat tone.

"Let me see the power of your holy emblem."

Paladin suddenly approached Shen Lang.

(End of this chapter)