Shadow Apostle

As soon as he fell, the middle-aged farmer suddenly woke up and quickly got up.

Patting the clothes on his body, there was another burst of dust flying.

"Sir, sir, please give me a little more. My family is all waiting for treatment. Sir, please, don't be so cruel. Please do me a favor. Add one more George. I'll sign for one more." .”

It can be seen that after a fall, the middle-aged farmer's face becomes increasingly gray, as if even the color has disappeared.

The whole person felt weak.

"Cruel? Did the company ask you for a loan? No. Did the company ask you to pay back the money? No. Then how cruel is our Minsheng Company?"

The gray-clothed businessman sneered and asked:

"When you were making money in the past two years, you never raised the issue of cruelty. It's not us who created the problem, nor was it us who made your crops wither. You..."

"Sir, sir, there is nothing wrong with your check. Please sign this document."

Horst looked away from the dispute not far away and glanced at the document handed over by Mr. Duncan.

It was similar to the bank in his previous life. It was just a statement voluntarily cashing a check. Horst quickly completed his signature and pointed in the direction of the dispute when handing it back.

"Mr. Duncan, what's going on over there?"

"Are you referring to Mr. Norton from Minsheng Company? Alas, the trouble caused by agricultural loans." Mr. Duncan said while reviewing the documents. "They provide almost interest-free loans to farmers and herdsmen, who use their farmland and pastures as collateral. . As a result, the recent years have been bad. The chicken plague started first, and then gradually began to spread to large domestic animals such as cattle and sheep. It is estimated that a cattle and sheep culling order will be issued in a few days. As a result, farmers and herdsmen cannot pay back the money, so they can only Sell ​​the land to pay off the debt. This family is the worst off. It is said that even the crops are infected. Okay, here are your ten Georges. Please be sure to count the number and leave the counter. We are not responsible."

"Huh? Aren't you responsible for the excess?"

There were two piles of coins on the counter, exactly ten.

The golden coins carry heavy weight, and each one is engraved with the head of George II, the resurgent King of Nordland.

It feels cold and hot to the touch, making people unable to let go for a moment.

"Yes, that was our own mistake. There is no reason to hold customers responsible. Treatment must be equal, otherwise it would be too shameful."

"Then you guys are so incompetent at running things that you haven't put aside your shame yet."

Horst sighed sympathetically and carefully put Golden George into his purse. Feeling the heavy weight inside, he patted the pocket with satisfaction, and then asked:

"What does what you just mentioned have to do with banks? Why are people outside criticizing banks?"

"Because the bank is the guarantor and has provided guarantees to both parties, it is also resented. Those of us who work as employees have been scolded recently. Although I also have some sympathy for the farmers who went bankrupt and sold their land, but since they If you get a loan, you can only act in accordance with the contract. You can't just make money and not lose money. Now they can only blame themselves for their bad luck and should not leave the responsibility to Minsheng Company."

"That's true, but everything has a premise."

"Um?"

"People generally have a habit. The more they lack something, the more they have to emphasize it." Horst squinted his eyes and said thoughtfully, "This is the second time I have seen this Mr. Norton. He seems to be talking to me. Everyone stresses the same issue.”

Horst stared at Norton with twinkling eyes.

Norton kept stressing that I wasn't the one who bankrupted you, even though no one else ever mentioned it.

These things might really be related to Minsheng Company.

The prerequisite for accepting defeat is that no one cheats. Those who cheat will have their hands chopped off.

In fact, Horst also understood that now was not a good opportunity to intervene.

All of Norton's actions were within a reasonable and legal framework, and it made no sense to intervene rashly.

But Farmer Kent's condition aroused his suspicion.

After eliminating factors within common sense, the repeated withering of plants has a certain symbolic meaning.

Because the plant itself symbolizes endless vitality and vitality.

The symbol of vitality is destroyed, and the hidden meaning is self-evident.

Moreover, most of the other people's livestock died, but only the plants in his house were affected.

The strong symptoms brought about by the particularity were difficult for Horst to ignore.

What's more, his whole family is sick.

Although it is not certain whether they are all the same disease, the probability is actually very high.

So all signs point to the same possibility.

There is a big problem in the environment that this family often comes into contact with, and Minsheng Company is probably taking advantage of this problem to force the loan farmers to go bankrupt one by one.

In addition, the spiritual sense reacted violently on him.

This makes Horst have to suspect that even if the threat of the Man-Faced Rat has been eliminated, Minsheng Company is still using other methods to manipulate the mystery.

Although he really didn't want to be associated with the unknown mystery, he found that no matter how hard he tried to hide, he would eventually have to be associated with the mystery.

This physique is so damn good.

After making up his mind, Horst sighed and did not answer Mr. Duncan's questioning. Instead, he took out his wallet again, opened it, counted the shining golden Georges inside, and raised the volume so that everyone nearby could hear:

"Ten Georges, yes, thank you, Mr. Duncan, your service is very fast. I hope I can still have time to grab another field, otherwise the news will spread in a few hours, and it won't be enough to double the money." You can definitely buy it.”

To borrow a saying from my hometown.

Incompetent bungler.

The sound was a little loud, and the surrounding customers and employees must have heard it, and couldn't help but look at him with surprised eyes.

Including Norton and the middle-aged farmer.

"I won't sell it anymore. I won't sell it anymore."

The farmer hesitated for a moment, then immediately shouted out, snatched back the land deed, and ran towards Horst:

"Sir, sir, is what you just said true? What news? It can make land prices rise several times."

"You heard me wrong." Horst immediately covered his mouth, showing a regretful expression, and shook his head vigorously, "There is no news, I don't know anything."

"Please, sir, please tell me."

"There's really no news, I'm just joking."

"Sir, it's okay if you really don't want to tell me. You don't have to go grab the land. I have a piece of land in my hand."

"Kent...you just made an agreement with me."

Norton gritted his teeth fiercely, and immediately wanted to bring two bodyguards to come forward to argue. However, when he looked at Horst, he immediately recalled the experience last night.

After confirming with his eyes that he was someone he couldn't afford to offend, Norton, who had calmly bargained with the farmer just now, suddenly became furious.

However, because of the preconceived impression he had in the Andorra kitchen, he did not dare to directly conflict with Horst. He just pointed hard at the farmer who ran past.

"Okay, you'd better not come back to me again, I won't give you another Mira."

With that said, he stamped his feet and strode out of the bank surrounded by two bodyguards.

Glancing at the back of the businessman Norton, Horst hooked his fingers at the farmer named Kent and led him to a corner.

"Mr. Kent, you may not believe it, but now your whole family is in a very dangerous situation. What you need is not money for medical treatment, but some special help. Don't think about selling the land now, if you If you still want to save your wife and children, you’d better tell me now what strange things happened in your home recently. I can’t guarantee that I can save you, but at least I will try my best to help you.”

As he spoke, Horst patted Kent's shoulder to express comfort.

However, the slapping action made his expression change.

Because he felt as if he was going to push Kent away with a casual slap.

This Kent seemed fine except for being weak, but his weight was so light that he didn't belong to a human being at all.