"Bang~"

The solid iron table was hit by a dent in the palm of his hand, and the tendon-filled Bart lost without any suspense.

"Ao...Bart, why did you lose to such an unknown man? You disappointed us too much..."

"Yes, did you let the water go?"

The man who had already lost was already annoyed enough, stood up from the table, walked to the man who said he let the water go, raised him from outside the cordon to the iron table, and said coldly: "Come on, you should go to hell and try his strength to know~"

The Edmund upstairs walked down at the right time and said with a smile: "Okay, Bart, let that smelly guy go~"

"Hmph~"

The man loosened the collar of the man in his hand, picked up his sweatshirt from the solid wood chair and put it on his shoulder, and left the small bar in town through the back door.

When they saw that it was no longer lively, the 100 people watching also walked away in a scattered manner. Soon, less than ten people were left in the arena converted into the bar instalment. Besides Woolf and Dalton, the rest were people named Edmund.

"Uh...Mr. Edmund, you...you see..."

With Li standing beside him, Woolf's courage seemed to be a little stronger. He spoke in his mouth, but a flattering smile appeared on his face.

"Haha... Come on, get the money for this gentleman~"

A man with a hideous skull tattooed on his arm took two thick stacks of banknotes and handed them to Woolf's hand with a strange smile.

"Mr. Edmund, you see if...if it's okay, we'll leave first!"

Edmund, with a sickly expression, stretched out a white right hand that was inconsistent with most Greeks, hooked Woolf's neck and pulled it closer and said, "Why are you so anxious to leave? Didn't you say you want to help him immigrate to Greece? How much money is enough?"

Dalton next to him frowned when he saw the man holding Woolf's neck, and went up to pinch his wrist, and threw it aside in his terrible cry.

"Shit..., you guys have a problem with your head? Didn't you see me chatting with him?"

As he spoke, Edmund shook his hands repeatedly to relieve the pain. When his subordinates saw that his boss was suffering, they all reached their hands to their waists and abdomen, as if they were preparing to attack with weapons. Edmund, who was relatively pale, waved his hand and said, "Stop~"

After saying that, he raised his hand and looked at his wrist. It was already red and swollen. It was obvious how powerful this guy was in a pinch?

Seeing him standing next to him without saying a word, Edmund pulled the shirt on his wrist, turned his head to Woolf and smiled, "Why doesn't this guy speak?"

Woolf, who was startled by Lee's actions, came to his senses at this moment and said with a panic look on his face: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Mr. Edmund, his head is not very good. Please forgive him!"

"Okay, okay~"

Hearing Woolf say Dalton's brain was not very good, the smile on his face became even stronger, and then continued to ask, "So he can't speak Greek?"

“Yes, he only knows English~”

Hearing this, Edmund looked at Dalton Lee carefully next to him, trying to reach out and touch his body. Thinking of his hand strength just now, his hand unconsciously shrank back, but the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

"Let him follow me~"

Woolf, who is just a fisherman and has little knowledge, knows such a "armor wrestling house" with a gambling nature, and he also hears from other fishermen. He doesn't even know the true identity of "Mr. Edmund". He only knows that he has a background in the government and also gives usury loans. His early loan was borrowed from this Edmund company.

This time I thought about helping Li get an ID card, so I asked him to come to him and took some of his old money as a bet to fight for him. As a result, I have made money now, but I am attracted by Mr. Edmund.

"This...this..." Woolf's lips moved, trying to say something but didn't know what to say.

"You have no objection to this?"

Woolf beside him said with courage: "I have to ask him your own opinion~"

Edmund waved his hand to the side, and soon a subordinate brought him a chair. After sitting down, he crossed his legs and said casually: "Let me find someone who knows how to speak English."

After he finished speaking, a man in his forties and wearing an old-fashioned suit walked in, and after he asked next to Edmund, he stood aside with his hands behind his back. He looked at the opposite side and said, "Tell him not to fish in the future, just follow me!"

The middle-aged man walked up to him, stroked the wide frame on his nose and said, "My boss said, let you work with him in the future~"

Dalton Lee, wearing cheap clothes, said: "dohat?"

Edmund understood this sentence and laughed in Greek, "I have done a lot of things with me. Don't you want an ID card? I can help you tomorrow. Didn't you escape from the south? I will buy you delicious food and drink spicy food in the future, and everything will be fine. As long as you are obedient, you will beat whoever I ask you to beat you in the future. I will guarantee that you will not spend three years. I will let you spend endless money~"

In Dalton Lee's mind, the word "identity" has been mentioned too many times and is very important. At the same time, he also knows that he is a black household without identity. When he heard that the person on the chair could help him with "identity", his expressionless face finally moved.

"Dalton..." Seeing his hesitant look, Woolf beside him became anxious, afraid that he would nod, and he couldn't help but call anxiously.

"Um?"

The old man who was about to shout a few more words, heard the dissatisfaction of the young man on the chair, his body shivered with trembling. Then he thought of something~

Edmund was called a very energetic person by those fishermen. In Pire, no one dared to offend him. He even heard that it had a lot to do with "St. Peterhof". However, all this had no impact on Woolf before, and he had no idea. And on the other hand, he had to thank him for his willingness to lend him to himself, give him money to treat Yolanda, and allow his fishing boat to continue to go out to sea~

But all this was the past. Now this person wants to steal Dalton, which makes him feel extremely unwilling. But looking at the strong man around him staring at him, he still didn't dare to continue talking.

A group of people looked at "Lee" in front of him, waiting for his answer. He looked at Woolf, and when he saw the anxious expression on his face, he shook his head in Edmund's expectant eyes and said, "no~"

After he said "no", the young man on the chair suddenly dimmed. He turned around and looked at Woolf deeply. It was full of unknown meanings, which made the old man's hunched body tremble.

Perhaps thinking of something, Edmund's face calmed down again and said to the people around him: "Go and let me see how he is doing~"

"Mr. Edmund...Mr. Edmund..."

Woolf saw a group of people approaching Dalton, and anxiously asked the young man on the chair: "Mr. Edmund, please, he is just a little stronger and will not fight. Please let him go..."

"Bang~"

"Bang~"

"Bang bang bang..."

Dalton, who was standing there, had no reaction under the tentative aggression of the strong men around him, and let them punch twice. When one of them saw that he had no reaction, he swung his hand and shouted at his head, a sound of breaking through the air came from his ears, and then his body flew out. When the severe pain hit, he was already unconscious.

"good……"

"Smack it..."

Edmund on the chair stood up excitedly when he saw this scene, clapped his hands and shouted loudly...
Chapter completed!