Imperial Crown

The headquarters of the Lower City Chamber of Commerce is located at the junction of the Old City, Port District and Holy Moon District. It is a three-story stone building.

Because it is close to the upper city, it has not been affected by the riots. It is one of the few pure lands in the lower city.

On weekdays, there is always a lot of traffic here. In fact, after the riots started, many civilians from Xiacheng District who came to flee and seek asylum gathered here.

But today, the street was very quiet. Three distinct teams lined up at the entrance of the Chamber of Commerce, glaring at each other. Although the atmosphere was tense, it maintained a delicate balance.

One of them was a group of strong, muscular men. Even though the weather was still a bit cold, the clothes of these people had no sleeves, revealing the same tattoo on their shoulders—a green fang.

This is the symbol of the Splittooth Warband.

Opposite them were a group of tanned men, generally with long arms and legs, carrying harpoons and scimitars. They looked at others with fierce and scrutinizing eyes, as if they were looking at each one to be killed. of live fish.

These are the Bloody Harpoon's gang.

The last person stood close to the wall of the Chamber of Commerce, wearing a neat black trench coat and a wide-brimmed hat. He looked like a member of the upper class, but his eyes were wandering around other people's throats and waists.

The men of the Brotherhood of the Silver Hand.

The three major gangs in Xiacheng District are gathered here, and of course no one will dare to approach this street.

A meeting was currently taking place in the chamber of commerce under their protection.

The conference room is quite large, but there are only three people present.

"Splittooth Tiger" Honduras wore an exaggerated red suit, with jewelry-encrusted rings on each finger. He held a pipe in his hand and smoked, covering his face.

"Barracuda" Weber is extremely tall and has dark skin. He is a head taller than others wherever he sits. He has a huge frame, so he looks a little thin. The most eye-catching thing is his bald head, with neither hair nor eyebrows. Look It looks like a wrinkled braised egg.

"Quick Hand" Manson, also known as Mansoni, although the thinnest in stature, is not bad at all in terms of momentum.

She was wearing a black tuxedo, her short chestnut hair was combed very stylishly, her face was completely exposed, her legs were crossed, her left hand was supporting her knees, her right elbow was on the handle of the chair, her palm was supporting her right cheek, her expression was indifferent. Arrogant.

None of the three people spoke, and the atmosphere was a bit dull for a while.

"Let me tell you, little Manson." Honduras blew out smoke at Manseni: "You asked us to come to discuss business, but why hasn't the real owner arrived yet?"

Manceni glanced at Honduras: "You put out the pipe first."

Honduras took another deep breath provocatively: "Do you care whether I turn it off or not?"

Manseni choked back: "Can you care when Baron Raven comes?"

"You kid!" Honduras' knuckles holding the pipe turned slightly white: "Don't forget, your dad is still in my hands."

"So what, do you still dare to kill him?" Manceni pinched Honduras with her eyelids: "If you really want to kill him, remember to inform me, and I will ask my brothers to watch the ceremony."

Honduras' face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Ha! The fat pig has turned into a black pig." Weber suddenly said: "Boy Manson, if you want me to say that the Silver Hand Brotherhood should have let you take over long ago, it would also save some people from being so arrogant."

"Fish seller, what do you mean?" Honduras stared at him, his whole body igniting with vindictiveness: "You have lived a peaceful life for too long, do you want to have sex with me?"

Purple lightning flowed around Weber's body. He raised his bald eyebrows and looked at Honduras's eyes: "Okay, I'll just take you apart and use it as bait. With your fat body, you can catch a lot of big fish!"

For a moment, two groups of fighting spirit, one red and one purple, surged across the long table.

Manseni moved her chair slightly.

At this moment, the door finally opened, and a man wearing full armor came out, immediately attracting the attention of Weber and Honduras.

This man has a strong build, broad shoulders and thick arms, and a straight back. He has a strong back and a strong waist. He has a square face with a fierce and murderous look. His eyes are one big and one small, but it doesn't make people feel funny at all, but rather scary.

Is this Baron Raven? Strange people have different appearances!

No wonder he was able to take a piece of meat from the hands of the Slater family!

Weber and Honduras restrained their fighting spirit at the same time, and were about to speak when the man they thought was the baron suddenly pressed against the wall, and another man walked out from behind the door.

He was wearing a luxurious dress. He was obviously shorter than the previous person, but he was more imposing. He walked steadily, his eyes coldly swept across the audience, and finally sat down on the main seat.

Mansani immediately stood up and saluted: "Baron Raven!"

Is this Baron Raven?

A bit too young!

Although he deliberately grew a beard, looking at his face, he must be in his early twenties at most.

Weber and Honduras looked at each other, stood up and saluted, and said at the same time: "Baron Raven!"

This can tell the difference between the two. They are both salutes. Although Weber is a bit lame, he bows deeply enough and has a full posture. Honduras's movements are more rounded and natural, but his posture is much more casual. Even his pipe is Not extinguished.

"Sit down." Raven nodded.

The three of them sat down.

Before Raven could speak, Honduras spoke first: "Baron Raven, you are so majestic today. We all understand that young people are greedy for pleasure and sleepiness, but since you asked us to discuss business, we should arrive on time. That’s right.”

From Honduras' point of view, the young man Raven's current achievements are mostly due to the majestic bodyguard. How much ability can he have... Haha.

Weber had the same idea, but his intuition was sharper than that of Honduras. He instinctively felt that Raven was not an easy target, so his words were much more polite: "What kind of trouble did Baron Raven encounter?"

"There is indeed trouble." Raven said: "When I came here today, I passed through Cobbler Street, Walker Street and Sandel Street. There were ruins everywhere and the streets were full of crows. Even if I wanted to go fast, I couldn't. !”

"Then this is your fault, Baron Raven." Honduras raised his eyebrows: "You are also from the lower city, little bee, you should know what is going on here. Since the time has been set, you must prepare in advance. Well."

Raven looked at him steadily and suddenly smiled: "Oh? It seems that Mr. Honduras is very dissatisfied with me."

"I don't dare to be dissatisfied." Honduras added tobacco leaves to the pipe: "I also know what you mean by these words."

"Xiacheng District is too chaotic now."

"But you have to be considerate of this. After all, our brother has been holding it in for almost half a year. He can't make money, can't find fun, can't play with women, and now he has to vent."

Raven leaned back on the chair and glanced at Weber and Manseni: "Is this what you two mean?"

Weber shook his head: "Lord Baron, I don't want to see riots, but you also know that although our Bloody Harpoon is the largest force in the port area, there are also many second- and third-rate gangs. I It was restrained, but it didn’t have much effect.”

Manseni also brought out the draft she had prepared long ago: "Yes, Lord Baron, we have also seen the chaos in the lower city, but the members of our gang also need to eat."

Raven nodded: "Then what if I say, I want you to change it?"

"Pfft..." Honduras laughed out loud: "Baron Raven, do you want to listen to what you are saying? Do you want the gang to do good things?"

He thought he had told a great joke and was waiting for Weber and Manceni to echo him, but no one responded to him, so he laughed awkwardly and then stopped.

Raven said word by word: "What if I say that I want your gang to do good things?"

"No offense, Lord Baron." Weber stared at Raven and said, "But just like Manson said, members of our respective gangs have to live."

"It's okay to let them kill people, but there are no benefits after they kill them."

Raven nodded, of course he knew this.

Not to mention gangsters, even ordinary people would not do things that are not beneficial. This is human nature, and he is not prepared to fight against human nature.

"So, I have prepared a plan." Raven clapped his hands, the door opened, and several soldiers holding trays walked in.

After entering the house, the mercenaries placed the tray heavily on the table, and the things piled on it flowed down, reflecting the sunlight.

There were badges, lots and lots of badges.

"This is……?"

Weber couldn't help but reached out and took one in his hand, gently brushing off the dust and green stains on it, his pupils trembling.

This badge is about the size of a walnut and is made of copper-lead alloy. It looks gray and has a hexagonal shape, with the word "MA" inlaid in pure brass in the center.

Weber was very familiar with this kind of badge. It was the symbol of the Xiacheng District Security Force and every security soldier would wear it.

The security forces in Xiacheng District are affiliated with the Meng'en City garrison. They are actually funded by the Xiacheng District Chamber of Commerce and are originally a decisive force in Xiacheng District.

Businessmen are chasing profits, and the peace in Xiacheng District has been long-lasting. In order to save some money, the security forces in Xiacheng District have been evacuated long ago, leaving only an empty name.

Unexpectedly, Raven turned the badge out!

Honduras and Manceni also took these things in their hands and played with them.

Looking at the three people's reactions, Raven showed a satisfied smile: "Although gangsters don't do good things, for a long time in the past, the security of the lower city has been maintained by you three gangsters."

"Today, I will give you a chance - a chance to change your ways and change your mind."

"Become the security force in the lower city. You will be the leader of the security force and you can get the title of knight. Your subordinates will be the captain, detachment captain and squad captain."

This condition made the gang leader present feel excited!

By becoming a security force, gang members can also settle down. Not only can they retain many of their previous business income, but they can also receive an additional bounty.

What's more, it can clear their identity.

If given a choice, no one wants to be a gangster for the rest of their lives, let alone their descendants to be involved in this industry!

"Haha, Baron Raven is really young and promising. He knows that the lower city can't live without us!" Honduras's eyes sparkled: "But this security army must have a leader. Among the three of us, I am the only one who has ever had a mercenary. With my resume and leadership position, why not leave it to me?”

Raven shook his head: "No, there is no leader."

Honduras's face changed: "What do you mean? Do you want us to work for you for nothing? To tell you the truth, if I leave, the entire Cracked Tooth War Gang will never listen to anyone's orders!"

"You should want to end the riots in the lower city as soon as possible?"

There was a clear threat in his words.

Raven ignored him and continued: "I only need two troops, one responsible for the port area and the other responsible for the old city. Each troop has its own legion commander."

"The only common leader is me!"

Raven paused and smiled meaningfully: "So, who can get this quota depends on your own performance."

"Within three days, I want to see your sincerity."

"Remember, only three days."

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