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Chapter 30 The One-Eared Demon

All roads lead to Rome, but Rome was not built in a day, and the first sentence is false - by the author
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It was already 5:30 when Gao Long returned to the hotel.When I returned to my room, there was dinner on the table.

"What did you eat today, huh?" Gao Long saw a noodle bread on the dinner plate that smelled sour, it should be fermented, and there was also a small piece of roast lamb served with fresh cucumber , lettuce, onion, salad mixed with cheese, and a cup of coffee with impurities.

Anyway, Gao Long is generally not picky about food as long as he can eat it. "But it's really... I can't describe the taste. Anyway, I still don't think it's as delicious as Chinese food."

It has been more than ten days since I came to this world. Because the map of Assassin's Creed 1 has been reduced, the actual city size is bigger and farther away than it is now. If so, I may not have reached Damascus in more than ten days.

Although the system will automatically reduce the time and impact when returning, but the passage of time that I personally experienced here still makes people feel a little homesick.

I don't know how my parents are doing lately, or how my friends are doing.Only you and the NPC can rely on here, try to do better, and you should be able to go back after completing Altaïr's mission.

But since it is a game, I hope to get more rewards and more equipment talents before returning. That would be the best.

Having nothing to say all night, Gao Long went to bed early.

Early the next morning, around 6 o'clock, Altaïr knocked on the door. "Get ready. We'll leave in a while. We need to arrive early."

It took 15 minutes to wash up and eat, and there was nothing else to prepare. The system already had its own equipment slot, so the crossbow and enchanted long sword were always on my body, and my hidden sword was always in my hand.

On the way, Altaïr told Gaolong about the result of his search for Rafik yesterday. "Raffik received a letter from Masyaf. Yesterday, I told him the details of the route. It is best to visit these three locations next." It’s enough to solve Tamir in the route. If you fail this time, it will be difficult next time.”

Gao Long also understood that if he alerted the snake, it was very likely that the snake would not come out, and his hidden mission would not be completed.

When I came to the market, it started to be busy as early as 4 hours ago. Although there were no customers yet, merchants had already started placing goods, disposing of garbage, etc. Now, it was the busiest time. The housewife had made breakfast and washed the clothes. I got my stuff and went out to buy groceries.

Fresh vegetables, dried beef.Although it is now the area ruled by the Templars, according to Christian customs, no pork is bought or sold here.

"Look, that's Tamir." Altaïr pointed to the door of a big shop, a fat businessman with only one ear was standing in front of him, gesticulating, and he waved the stick in his hand.

Although some people say that he has a big heart and a fat body, but this word must not be used on Tamir, his face is full of flesh and fierceness.He constantly yelled at his subordinates, as if he would lose tens of thousands of gold coins if he made the slightest mistake.

Sure enough, as the letter said, he was like a one-eared devil in human skin, exploiting the lives of poor civilians and squeezing out bits and pieces of surplus value.

"Your people haven't completed the task, which means I can't explain to my client!" Tamir's growling voice sounded in the distance. This should refer to the transaction with the garden merchant or the primary school principal today.

An old man who seemed to be a craftsman stepped out from the crowd, "We still need some time."

"This is an excuse for being lazy or useless, which one are you?" Every word Tamir uttered was so vitriolic.

"None of that." The old craftsman shook his head. "I don't think that's the case. Now, tell me, how do you plan to solve this problem? I want these things now!" Tamir raised his voice, and his face was full of anger. It's getting more and more ferocious.

"I have no choice. My craftsman has been rushing to work day and night, but the quantity requested by your customer is too large, and it is really difficult for us to deliver to that kind of delivery location." The old craftsman said the reason for not finishing

"I don't think your technology for producing goods is as good as making excuses." Tamir sneered every time he opened his mouth.

The old craftsman sighed, "I have tried my best." "This is not enough!" "Maybe your request is too much." The old craftsman already regretted it when he said this, and he subconsciously forgot about the situation in front of him. Demonic presence.

Tamir raised his cane angrily, "Excessive? I gave you everything. If it weren't for me, you would still be begging on the street! The only thing I want in return is to ask you to complete my order, and you actually said my request It's too much?! How dare you treat me like this!"

The old craftsman raised his hand to stop, "Please don't do this, Lord Tamir, I don't mean to offend you."

The cane hit the old craftsman hard on the arm. "Then you should keep your mouth shut!" The sound of broken bones was clearly heard, as well as the old craftsman's painful voice: "No! Stop!"

Tamir sneered, "Stop? I've just started!" He raised his cane and continued to beat, and said viciously, "You come to my market and stand in front of my people, how dare you humiliate me! You-must-do Clear your status!" As he spoke, the attacks became more and more severe, until the old craftsman's face was bruised and bloody.

The craftsmen who came along did not dare to say anything, they just wanted to put away the corpse silently, but Tamir pointed at them with his cane, "No, leave the corpse alone. This is a lesson for you! Think before you tell me you can't do it." Got it. Go back to your work." The craftsmen left silently, Tamir's fat body was panting from anger and fatigue, and he sat on a chair.

After waving his hands, two strong men came and left while dragging the old craftsman.But the handling of the corpse can be imagined.

People in the surrounding market have become accustomed to it, but as long as this devil is not provoked, he will not interfere with the affairs in the market.However, when the civilians looked at him, their eyes were more or less filled with hatred.

"It seems that our friend is really irritable." Altaïr joked, but there was a cold killing intent in his eyes.

Admittedly, the guy is damned.Gao Long also understands Altaïr's determination, but he still has to do things like grab the head.

Tamir ordered his men to load the goods and set off on the road, and he sat on the luxurious carriage at the front. The gorgeous and noble decorations on the carriage were extravagant, and inversely proportional to the carriage, the driver was skinny.

Gong Gong pushed the truck and walked behind. In the end, there were no four Tamir's subordinates, with sharp knives hanging from their waists, but they were used to domineering, and did not vigilantly observe whether there was any danger around them.

However, this is taken for granted. There is a certain reason why Tamir has been domineering in this small market for so many years. Those who opposed him are basically dead now.

The main market in Damascus is the territory of the Templars, and in this remote area where most civilians exist, Tamir can have such control.

The carriage and cargo rolled slowly on the road. Gaolong and Altaïr were following from a distance. There were so many things and they would not be lost, so before taking action, they had to find a good time.

After a while, we arrived at the garden in 30 minutes.

(End of this chapter)