According to previous market conditions.

As long as travelers who pass by want to enter the origin territory, they must pay an entry fee more or less to watch the food being served.

Most of them will be captured by the guards at the gate, leaving only a small part to be handed over to the territory behind.

Taking into account the fixed income, guarding this position is naturally a good and fat job.

But the repeated cycle of disasters is doomed that such good times will not last long.

Since the heavy snow fell, the new lord has strictly ordered all guards to no longer charge entry fees in order to promote economic recovery in the territory.

The lives of these guards plummeted.

So much so that now I have reduced myself to the point where I have to "actively solicit customers".

"Sir, please think about it, my price is very cheap." Seeing that the bearded man was still walking forward on his own, and the people following him did not care about his self-recommendation, the short guard was extremely anxious.

According to the usual quotation.

The price of hiring is three days, and one day's food is generally enough in the origin territory.

Quantified into specific materials, it is roughly about 380g of uncooked rice, or 400g of flour.

But now, when natural disasters strike, everyone is short of money and there are very few people willing to hire.

The short man could only grit his teeth and quote a price that was two-thirds of the usual price, thus breaking the already ineffective market rules.

"I only need 300g of raw flour to hire you for three days?"

Finally, after hearing the quotation, the bearded man became interested and stopped.

In a very unified manner, the thirty or so people following him immediately stopped, as if this man was the only one following his lead.

"Yes, you only need 300g of raw flour, or other equivalent supplies!"

Sensing the hope that the negotiation would be successful, the short guard nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of hope.

On the opposite side, the bearded man did not disappoint him. He just nodded lightly and said two words:

"Yang Jian!"

[A group of fat sheep came to the gathering place, thirty-two people, living in the Sanyuan Hotel. They had guns, and there were a lot of them!]

[According to reliable sources, it is to seek revenge for the missing Marshal Wang]

[The possibility of having information about Marshal Wang cannot be ruled out]

Outskirts of origin territory.

In a seemingly ordinary stone house, a man wearing an ancient brown jacket sat in front of a brazier burning charcoal fire, unfolding a crumpled note in his hand.

Beside him, there were a dozen people sitting in front of another brazier, playing poker and shouting loudly, which was quite noisy.

But the man always turned a deaf ear and only played with the note in his hand over and over again, pondering the information on it.

His name is Hou Tielong, a former small lord in the New World and now a bounty hunter.

In the origin territory, the profession of bounty hunter is not uncommon.

Walk outside and grab ten people at random and ask them. It is very likely that nine of them are so-called bounty hunters and know all about the reward information on the bulletin board.

Most of them are jealous of the rewards in the bounty orders, and can clearly tell the life story and appearance of each bounty recipient.

But Hou Tielong thinks that he is different from these people, completely different.

The reason is simple.

First, he took the bounty from the new lord of the origin territory, and

More than once!

Second, his reputation is not very good.

Just a week ago, he used his keen sense of smell to detect abnormalities in nearly ten people in advance, set up a trap to arrest them, and twisted them into the prison where they were gathered.

Only after the interrogation in the prison confirms the information, the reward can be settled to him.

And this is the reason why it has a bad reputation.

It is possible that he misunderstood a good person and was beaten into evil deeds. He was not well received in the gathering place. Everyone was afraid that Hou Tielong would find an opportunity to do this to him.

but.

Who cares?

At least Hou Tielong is quite satisfied with his living situation.

If you do those jobs that involve hard work and are despicable, you won't even be able to fill your stomach at the end of the day, so how can you talk about dignity?

If you go to the outside world to rob a caravan, if you are not careful, you will overturn the car and be hacked to death. How risky is it?

Compared with these, catching the traitor that the lord hates in the gathering place is likely to require a simple game, and you can harvest ten times or a hundred times the materials of the former.

Good reputation?

Not as good as a bite of steamed buns!

However, Hou Tielong has not never made a mistake on his way as a bounty hunter.

Letting Marshal Wang slip away easily under his nose is the biggest black spot on his resume!

At this moment, footsteps came from outside the door.

Putting away the note in his hand, Hou Tielong raised his eyes and looked at his subordinates who came in through the door.

"How's it going? Did you see clearly?"

The man who came in nodded and began to report respectfully.

"Brother Long, see clearly"

"Preliminary observation shows that they basically have guns in their hands, mainly standard pistols. They look quite new. They are most likely unearthed from the ruins and are very powerful. Because it involves ruins, I am not sure whether they have any in their hands.

If we want to use powerful weapons such as rifles and machine guns, we must be careful."

"There are quite a few of them. There are thirty-two people in total including the leader. Judging from their movements, it is basically certain that they have received a certain degree of training. They are not a ragtag group of people, nor are they a temporary team of refugees. If we

If you can’t catch them all in one go, you may suffer horrific retaliation from the other party.”

"In order to worry about alerting the enemy, we have not rashly asked Huang Bing what the specific purpose of this group is, but judging from their posture, they should have a lot of good things on hand, and they are very generous. We can focus on observation."

"I asked the hotel owner. They will stay here for more than three days, so we don't have to worry for the time being. We can wait until tomorrow during the day and then monitor and monitor carefully."

"."

The man's memory was amazing. He reported five or six things in a row and still managed to blurt it out.

However, after he finished his first sentence, Hou Tielong, who was sitting opposite, had already frowned and his face darkened.

"According to what you said, this group of people seems to be a tough guy."

"You continue to monitor and try your best to get ahead of others. If there is any situation, report it to me as soon as possible!"

After giving two orders and watching the man open the door and leave, Hou Tielong stretched out his hand and threw the note into the brazier, watching the flames rise faintly and swallow the entire note.

People who are not familiar with his past actions, looking at this performance, may think that he chose to give up this risky behavior.

But those who know him well know that

"There are guns, supplies, information about unknown ruins, and the possible whereabouts of Marshal Wang."

Danger is often accompanied by huge benefits.

A group of foreign dragons crossing the river, what tricks can they play!

The more he thought about it, the more excited Hou Tielong became.

He has even begun to worry about one thing, that other bounty hunters in the gathering area will take action before him.

"After eating this wave of fat sheep, I will no longer have to worry about material issues in the next three months, or even six months!"
Chapter completed!