Mount and Blade: Summon five outlaws at the start

"What's going on?"

Hodder took a wet rough cloth from Paul and wiped his hands, then handed it back to Paul.

"They are here to collect fees..." Old Charlie looked at the bodies lying in the pool of blood in the hall with fear, and answered with trembling lips.

"Fee? What fee?" Hodder threw the wet cloth he had used to wipe his hands aside and asked in confusion, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"It's like this, all the pubs and shops on our street have to pay a certain fee to this group of people every month in exchange for their protection from harassment by other gangsters." Old Charlie explained, with a little helplessness in his voice.

"Oh?"

Hodder raised his eyebrows and a playful smile appeared on his face.

He understood that this was the so-called protection fee, an illegal act commonly seen in the market. These people collected money by violent means, claiming that they could protect businesses from harassment by other gangsters, but in fact they were extorting money.

"I see, have you paid before?" Hood continued to ask.

"Yes, I pay this money every month, but I don't know why, I have already received it once this month, why is it coming again now." Old Charlie's tone was full of grievance.

"Oh, is that so?" Hood thought for a moment, then changed the subject and said directly to Old Charlie: "Your friend, Danny, he died..."

Hearing this news, Old Charlie was stunned, and then sighed and said: "I guessed it a long time ago."

"Before he died, he begged me to let you go. Do you think I should let you go?"

After saying this, Hood carefully observed Old Charlie's expression.

However, Old Charlie had no other emotions on his face except silence.

"I promised Danny that I can let you and your family go as long as you don't pose a threat to us."

Hodder looked at the silent old Charlie and continued, "But if I find out that you have done anything that is not good for me, don't blame me for breaking the contract. Then you, Yas, and your wife will all die."

"I understand, guest." Old Charlie was silent for a long time and nodded.

After Old Charlie turned and left, Hodder looked at his back, his expression kept changing, and his heart was also very entangled.

Should he abide by the agreement and let Old Charlie go, or just kill him directly.

After thinking about it, Hodder looked up and sighed, then followed Old Charlie into the kitchen. When he came out, he had a bloody kitchen knife in his hand.

"Head?"

Nott observed this situation and asked in a low voice.

After Hood exhaled, he said coldly: "Find old Charlie's home and deal with his family."

Nott immediately walked towards Monkron after hearing this. After the two whispered a few words, they left the tavern with the two robbers.

At this moment, in the tavern, except for Monkron, Paul and other robbers, there were only corpses on the ground and two town thugs groaning in pain.

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Night.

Old Charlie's tavern hung a sign of temporary closure, which made the drinkers who came here dissatisfied, but they could only choose to go to other taverns.

However, at this moment, the hall of the tavern was filled with a cold atmosphere, and the candlelight was dim, projecting a series of figures.

Hood sat leisurely on a shabby wooden bench, with his legs apart, his hands gently resting on his knees, his eyes cold and sharp, like a beast lurking in the dark.

In front of him, two town thugs with pale faces and full of fear knelt, they lowered their heads and dared not look directly into Hood's eyes.

Standing around were Nott's gang of robbers, holding sharp weapons, with fierce eyes and a dangerous aura.

"Who is your boss?"

Hood's voice was low and calm, but the coldness contained in it made the whole tavern fall into a dead silence.

The two town thugs couldn't help but tremble when they heard this. They raised their heads and looked at Hood in horror, their eyes full of helplessness and despair.

They were like two lambs caught in a pack of wolves, with nowhere to escape and could only wait for Hood's judgment.

"Mortimer... Axe Mortimer..." A thug stuttered, with obvious fear and uneasiness in his voice.

"You've already paid, why are you still coming?" Hood's tone was still calm, but with his cold eyes, every word he said was like a sharp blade, piercing the hearts of the two thugs.

"We don't want to either! But the boss said we must come, otherwise we will all die miserably..." Another thug cried with a sad face and a crying voice.

"Very good, I understand." Hod nodded and stood up. His tall figure gave people an irresistible sense of oppression.

"Now, take me to find your boss, Handaxe Mortimer. " Hodder smiled coldly, leaving no room for doubt.

The two town thugs looked at each other, a trace of despair flashed in their eyes, but they finally nodded obediently. They knew that if they did not obey Hodder's orders, they would die immediately.

So Hodder led a group of robbers, escorted the two town thugs, walked out of the Old Charlie Tavern, and headed towards the destination.

The streets were dead silent at night, only the candles at the door of the tavern and the shop lying on the ground swayed in the wind, emitting a faint light. Apart from that, only their footsteps echoed in the air.

" "Tap tap..."

"Tap tap..."

The group walked along the main road toward the southeast, and soon they came to a leather factory.

Before they got close, Hood heard a huge noise coming from the leather factory, as if there were many people inside.

According to the two town thugs, this leather factory makes leather during the day and becomes a casino at night. Many mercenaries, townspeople, and small businessmen come here for entertainment.

Hood paused, thought for a while, turned his head slightly, and whispered to a robber behind him: "Go, notify Kuhn and the others to come."

After that, he cast his eyes on the two town thugs and asked in a serious tone: "How many people are there in there?"

One of the town thugs quickly replied: "I don't know the exact number, but there are many people coming in and out every day, and there are dozens of people at least."

Another town thug added: "We have been in a few times, and the space inside is very large, which can accommodate many people to gamble at the same time. "

Hod nodded and began to think in his mind. Although this action was a bit risky, if it succeeded, it would not only bring him a considerable income, but also perhaps a stable source of income. Thinking of this, his eyes became firm.

After stabbing the two town thugs to death with two swords, Hod waited for Kuhn and his men to arrive.

When Kuhn and his men came out of the darkness with masks on, Hod waved his hand, and a group of people rushed in with sharp weapons...