"The captain was not absent from the recent banquet. But I heard from the waiter who served the wine that she seemed to behave unnaturally. You know, no one respected her and could not reach any business."

On Lion Candle Street, Paul and Zaniu sat at the door of the shop.

They raised tables on the steps, and no customer would walk there anyway. Those carriages that actually ran business were all in and out of the goods alley at the back door, and were taken care of by Laurie.

"The old man slept less and got up early. Although he seemed to be unhappy, he could work without rest all day."

The fight at the Surge Bar has been several days.

Since Ang came back, his worries have become worse than usual. He often has injuries on his body. He goes out early and returns late every day, leaving behind his two brothers to do odd jobs for Duheng.

No one knows what he is doing.

"Hey, look, there are a few more shops, and it's different if someone is responsible."

Paul shook his head wide like a corpse being turned around.

This street was not famous before, and it can even be said that no one cared about it. It was only recently that someone had learned the word "liu candle" from the blind old fisherman.

What really attracted attention was the manager of this street - the topical figure under Leslie, a young and charming former officer, and a cruel and tyrannical fighter.

Mr. Duheng.

"The rumors are outrageous, right? I asked Lily, she said she was the ladies of the Bay, and the romantic story was first reported. But I heard that Chijin Casino also wanted to find Duheng, so how could he let him go there to hunt for beauty?"

Paul muttered.

He was covered in fat, lying on Laurie's wooden rocking chair, sucking the morning mist that gradually became fishy in the bay, like a deteriorating tenderloin.

He was so idle that he was sleepy and hungry that he could only think about some rumors to pass the time.

But after talking nonsense for a long time, the response I received was a slight snoring. Zaniu had fallen asleep on his desk legs at some point.

Bang, ding.

Zaniu felt a powder barrel hit...

The warship in his sleep encountered wind and waves. After a few bumps, he suddenly woke up and subconsciously whispered out of his mouth.

"Ah, just put the money on the table and write a name..."

There is no way, I'm too skilled.

Since the Duheng fight spread, people have come to Lion Candle Street to smash the door every day.

The villains who don't want to work hard in the Bay heard:

As long as you can win the opponent by one, you can get two hundred Golden Crows, and even take over Duheng's position in Lion Candle Street, becoming Leslie's senior vice-president...

The rumors are getting ridiculous.

At the beginning, the two brothers could still laugh and tears, and took people to confront Duheng with enthusiasm.

Guess what? This damn Duheng, he was obviously surprised, but he agreed on the spot!

Of course, the challenger finally walked with a limp and hunched his back.

That person spread the matter again...

The evil men visited one after another, and they came to Lion Candle Street to make trouble during the day, with scumbags who were eating and waiting to die, and with the essence of sophistication.

Duheng asked the two brothers to be responsible for the reception, and in just a few days, he was completely exhausted.

Just move the table and sleep outside so that you won’t go downstairs and open the door in the middle of the night.

"Haha, I began to think that charging is a bad idea! The delusional gamblers are gone, but the old foxes who were originally watching the show will pay more attention."

After Zaniu was kicked up, he also spoke up for a few words.

"No matter how much Duheng is to be treated every day, it will definitely be more lively the whole time. We can't stand it at all. Why don't we go to Duheng himself?"

He glanced at the sky and secretly judged the time, and guessed that it was almost done.

"Fuck, no one knows where he lives! All the people who tried to follow were knocked and fell in the alley, hissing~ Someone even had his pants pulled out, but they didn't know..."

Paul laughed evilly and gestured with evil thoughts.

Suddenly, he felt like he was hit by a shell on the shoulder, and he fell to the ground with a bench. His fat flesh was strong and wide, causing remarkable dust.

“Knocking is a warning.

As for other bad things, they were done by the robbers and drunk men by passing by, and they had nothing to do with me. Besides, the man was just stolen money and was rumored when he was crying miserably."

Paul disappeared from his sight and exposed Doheng, who was slapped his boots behind him.

"Hey, sir, if you were willing to explain this way at other times, there would be no trouble to bother you."

Zaniu said helplessly and sighed and looked at Paul.

"Uh, his arm will not be broken."

This fat man is prone to losing control when he is excited, otherwise he should have noticed that Duheng appears in the store for a fixed time every day.

Adam glanced at the notes.

"It's okay, I'm just too lazy to get up."

Then he picked up the list on the table to see if there were any tough characters attracted to the bounty list.

"I have to remind you that there are more people coming to join us today. They pay the money but don't want to do it. They think these 5 Golden Crows are the entry fee and want to hang up under your hands.

Look, I specifically marked it here, there are about twenty. If you want to take time, say hello to the captain so that you won’t be distorted or discussed.”

Although Zaniu is tall and rough and has complex and fierce tattoos, he is unexpectedly careful.

He consciously took Paul away, without saying much nonsense or inquiries. Although he complained, he never refused more chores. He was the one who deserved the weekly salary among the three brothers.

Adam put the list in his pocket and began to walk forward as usual.

The streets are twisted like snake-shaped scabbards.

The axis is clearly extended, but it will suddenly narrow or widen. If the middle-aged coachman who drives the cargo horse is drunk, he will easily break the cargo box and fall into the stinky ditch.

[You strolled in your own jurisdiction, the trade in Lion Candle Street is not prosperous, and the number of residents is not large. Only ignorant children dare to look at you.]

The shops on Shizhu Street are very dense, and they are clenched into the mountains and cliffs along the terrain.

They are more fertile than barnacles. As long as there is enough space to apply for a store bid, the bay designer can build a room and hang a conspicuous sign.

After Adam finished the stone brick road, he stepped on the wet steps and met his patrol team.

"A refreshing morning, Mr. Doheng, I'm willing to serve you."

They traveled back and forth along the borders of the jurisdiction, changed shifts regularly, and were responsible for catching some thieves who were not eye-catching, and to maintain the stability of Lion Candle Street for the manager Duheng.

More than fifty people, most of them are experienced and experienced.

They know the rules and also know how to be lazy. Among them, they are hooligans and those who ask for protection fees have been passed on to educate them.

The residents who clean up their labor will still salute Adam with restraint. Now everyone is more restrained and they still have to gradually understand the boss's character and bottom line while getting along.

The daylight in the bay is very busy, especially under the captain's rule.

Beast boats and fishing nets are sent to you a lot of work every day, and everyone who can hear the sound of waves knows how to convert them into wealth.

The administrators in the Leslie area all have to share a fixed share.

Adam has no ship and does not need to serve the sea servants who are uncertain about their lives and death.

But to feed these hungry wolves, most of them have to be sent to deal with the catch, that is, blood and internal organs are flowing, and the useful parts are cut off.

After several steps of processing and selling, the money bag can be left for your own use except to pay the captain.

In general, you can make sure you make money or lose money.
Chapter completed!