Song Demei looked at Liang Chongde in front of her and asked, "Did you just say that you killed that thief?"

Liang Chongde lowered his head and said: "I advised him to come back to the village with me, but he didn't listen to me. I will follow your instructions and give him to..." Song Demei smiled slightly and said: "Kill well, that thief really deserves it."

kill."

Liang Zhongde lowered his head and felt much more relaxed.

But Song Demei's second son Yue Congde didn't understand what this operation was. "Mom, if you kill Tang Xinde, can the foreigner just let it go?" Song Demei glanced at her second son: "You still expect him to let it go?"

The second child didn't talk much these days, and when he did speak, he always observed other people's attitudes.

She knew that the second child in front of her was not the second child, but she never said it because the current second child had brought her a lot of benefits.

Song Demei attacked Xiao De because she didn't want to continue the stalemate. She just wanted to drive Cui Tik crazy. If Cui Tik didn't take action, she would be unable to bear it. Yesterday, Song Demei received the news that Li Qi went to De Song

Ya sent a batch of food.

Cui Tike threatened Desong Cliff with an epidemic, but Song Demei could bear it. Li Qi sent away all the disciples of the gang, and Song Demei could also bear it. Even if Li Qi killed her son, she could bear it.

.

But Li Qi sent food to Desongya, which Song Demei couldn't bear.

She knew very well the nature of De Xiu. If this batch of food really arrived at Desong Cliff, De Xiu would not have to worry about food and drink, and there would not be many people who could insist on following her in the war.

This soft nail pierced her heart, and it hurt so much that she couldn't breathe. If she continued to wear Cuitike, Desongya's heart would be gone, and everything she had done before would be in vain, so

She decided to take a risky move.

If she takes the initiative to go up the mountain to besiege Cuitike, and the salesman pursues her afterward, it will be difficult to explain.

She sent Liang Chongde up the mountain to trick Tang Dexin back into the village, forcing Cuitike to go down the mountain and start a war in the village.

The reason why Liang Zhongde was chosen was that the child was very loyal, and she concluded that Cuitike was not that wary of the child.

She specially gave Liang Zhongde a magic weapon for traveling. As long as Liang Zhongde uses the magic weapon, he will fly back to Deyuan Village directly as if he has been transported thousands of miles away. Now that Liang Zhongde has killed Tang Dexin, Song Demei feels that this result

Not bad at all: "That thief is dead, let's see if the foreigner dares to come here and fight for his life." Yue Congde shook his head and said: "Mom, if that foreigner really comes to fight for his life, what will we do?"

Song Demei asked: "Are you afraid of him?"

Yue Congde nodded: "That must be scary, he is Luhuazi's disciple!"

Song Demei sneered: "Go and call all the men, women, and children from Desongya. Let's let him kill him as he pleases. See how many he dares to kill!"

Yue Congde became more and more confused about Song Demei's thoughts: "Mom, this foreign devil is a disciple of Lu Huazi. The more people there are, the faster the disease will spread. Won't he be killed by this?"

Song Demei didn't want to speak too harshly, so she patiently explained: "Do you know why the foreigner came to Desong Cliff?" Yue Congde blinked and said, "I heard, it was the salesman who asked him to come."

Song Demei asked again: "He is a disciple of Luhuazi, why did the salesman let him come out to harm people?" Yue Congde shook his head, he really didn't know the situation.

Song Demei said: "I have found out about this matter a long time ago. The salesman wants him to do things, but he is not allowed to kill innocent people indiscriminately. If he kills too many people, he has violated the salesman's rules. So for so long, he has not dared to do anything. The disease is spreading in the village!”

After listening to Song Demei's explanation, Yue Congde somewhat understood her intention.

She caught Cuitick's weakness of not being able to kill casually, and called all the men, women, and children, and put them in front of Cuitick, forcing Cuitick to take action. If Cuitick went on a killing spree, he would definitely offend the salesman, Cuitick. In order to avoid the punishment of the salesman, he must leave Desong Cliff.

If Cui Tik hesitates and doesn't dare to take action, Song Demei will kill him. If he can beat Cui Tik away, it's best. If he can't, then he will be killed!

He was the one who came to the village to commit the murder first. Even if the salesman was blamed, Song Demei could still explain it away.

This dangerous move can not only force Cui Zhuoke to a point of no return, but also make Desong Ya share the same enemy.

Especially the common hatred, this is the most important to Song Demei. In Song Demei's view, if these moral cultivators are unwilling to fight for her, it is better to let them die.

"What are you still doing? Tell someone to go!"

Yue Congde hurriedly called for people. According to Song Demei's plan, the more people he called, the greater his chances of winning.

The second brother was really fast in doing things, and soon he called in all the prominent people from the surrounding villages.

Song Demei shouted to everyone: "The evil thief from the foreign country has now revealed his true colors and wants to fight us to the death. How can we, Desongya, endure his bullying? Everyone, today only...

While they were talking, the eldest son Yue Xingde ran over and shouted: "Mom, that foreign devil is crazy and has brought many knife-wielding ghosts into the village."

Song Demei's expression was indifferent, which was what she expected: "Don't be afraid of him! Let the young and old go first and surround him. I'll see if he dares to attack!"

Yue Xingde also couldn't explain the current situation: "A few old people in the village went up to argue with him. After saying a few words, they broke out in rash all over their bodies. Once the rash came out, these people couldn't move."

"What kind of rash?" Song Demei once had contact with Luhuazi. She knew what color rash was the most deadly.

Yue Xingde thought about how to describe it: "The color of the rash is quite special, it seems to be black..."

"A black rash?" The old lady had never seen this kind of thing before, "Did you see it wrong?"

Yue Xingde was about to speak when he suddenly felt a little itchy on his cheekbones and stretched out his hand to scratch it twice.

This scratching caused the cheekbone to swell, and a rash the size of a little finger popped up on the cheekbone.

What he said before was correct, the rash was black, with black sap underneath the crystal clear skin, and there were a few floating red spots in the sap.

Yue Xingde touched his cheek and shivered all over. The old lady immediately distanced herself from the boss.

She looked at Liang Chongde, then looked at her eldest son: "The foreigners don't dare to kill innocent people indiscriminately."

The boss immediately understood what Song Demei meant.

Cui Tik did not dare to kill innocent people indiscriminately and handed over innocent people to Cui Tik. Song Demei had a moral advantage. Not only could she suppress Cui Tik through her moral cultivation skills, but when the salesman asked about it in the future, this matter was also a matter of advantage.

Reasonable evidence.

The boss stepped forward and tied up Liang Zhongde. Liang Zhongde was so frightened that he cried: "I did what I was told. If he didn't come with me, I would kill him..."

The boss didn't give him another chance to speak. He blocked Liang Zhongde's mouth first and then led people to the west entrance of the village.

Song Demei ordered the second child: "Send out all your men and go to other villages to continue calling for people."

"Mom, this foreign devil is crazy. I'm afraid no one will dare to come to our place."

Song Demei was very confident: "Under the heavy reward, there must be brave men. When I call people, tell them that as long as they can show up today, each person will be rewarded with a piece of ocean!"

The second brother hurriedly called for help. The boss escorted Liang Zhongde to the west entrance of the village and met Cui Tike on Archway Road.

"Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. I have brought the murderer. It is up to you to deal with him today!" The boss pushed Liang Zhongde to Cui Tike. Cui Tike took off the cloth from Liang Zhongde's mouth and asked: "Who let him?

You did it?"

Liang Chongde cried: "It's Song Demei, it's her...

Yue Xingde shouted: "You little beast, one person does things and another person takes responsibility. What did my mother tell you? What did you do yourself? How dare you bite people randomly here?"

We in Desongya don’t have people like you. Before you speak, you should check your conscience and don’t ruin our reputation for cultivating virtues because you are greedy for life and afraid of death!”

The boss used his moral cultivation skills and spoke loudly and forcefully, but Cuitik didn't listen to a word.

He passed Liang Zhongde and continued walking towards the boss.

Liang Zhongde turned back and glanced at the boss. His face was covered with black herpes. The herpes grew very fast, displacing his facial features.

The rash on his body was so severe that every time a red spot appeared in the town, it was as if a steel needle was drilling into his flesh and blood.

"Please spare me, I was wrong. I didn't want to kill him, I just followed the order..." Liang Zhongde was still begging for mercy, Cui Tike didn't even look at him.

The boss retreated and shouted: "We don't want to fight you. This matter has nothing to do with us. If you kill innocent people here, you will be disobeying the salesman's order. If you dare to attack us, the salesman will definitely not

Spare you..."

The boss's voice became smaller and smaller, and there were more and more rashes on his face. When he was wheezing, his mouth was covered with rashes. He stopped talking and couldn't walk.

He sat down against the archway, and his whole body was piled on the ground like mud. He was still alive, and his eyes could still move.

Cuitik walked all the way into the village, and more and more people were watching around him. They did not dare to approach Cuitik, they only dared to stand in the distance and pointed: "What are you looking for us for? Who did it? You are looking for us."

Who is going!" "We haven't offended you, aren't you bullying honest people..."

Their voices were softer than mosquitoes. The second oldest brother, Yue Congde, shouted from the side: "Louder. If you make your voices louder, the foreign devil must hear you!"

Yue Congde hoped that they could use techniques to temporarily suppress Cui Tik, but this seemed to be meaningless. It didn't matter how loud the sound was, Cui Tik couldn't hear it.

A group of virtue cultivators had rashes on their faces, and like the boss, they all turned into a living mass of mud and piled on the ground.

Cuitike fought all the way to the house and killed so many people. The salesman must not be able to justify it. Song Demei felt that the time had come and walked out of the house with his men: "Evil foreign thief! One life for one life, let's take it.

The culprit has been handed over to you, what else do you want? Do you want to drive us all from Desongya to death?"

Cui Tik walked towards Song Demei expressionlessly.

He didn't have any hesitation or entanglement. This was different from what Song Demei had imagined. Seeing that verbal suppression had no effect, Song Demei simply took action directly with Cuitike.

When De Xiu and Bian Xiu met face to face, they would definitely not gain any advantage, but Song Demei was a cultivator on the cloud after all, and her techniques were very proficient. She first used the move of "Hunde De Xiu", which pressed down on Cui Tike.

I thought Cui Tik could avoid it, but I didn't expect Cui Tik to even try to hide. He just carried it, was crushed, and fell directly to the ground. Has this foreigner lost his mind?

If he loses his mind, it will be easier to deal with!

Song Demei lowered her head and looked at Cuitike: "That's it for today. Seeing that you are also temporarily confused, I won't argue with you.

Hurry up and cure all the illnesses on the villagers, and leave Desong Cliff as soon as possible. Even if the salesman blames you, I can still say a few good words for you... Cuitike climbed up from the ground with his virtuous load on his back.

stand up.

The bones in his body creaked, and listening to the sound, it seemed that several of them were broken. But there was no expression on his face, and he still walked towards Song Demei.

Song Demei was afraid of contracting the disease and tried to keep a distance from Cuitik.

She continued to increase the intensity of her techniques, and also wanted to make Cuitike retreat in spite of the difficulties.

Cuitike didn't make any response. He still carried himself with his body and dragged his heavy steps slowly towards Song Demei. What happened to this foreigner? Did he not want his life?

This desperate play shocked Song Demei, and the tactics she had planned before were also out of order. She also had many helpers around her, but when she saw Cuitike's appearance, she was so frightened that she did not dare to step forward.

After a moment of stalemate, a dozen Dao Lao ghosts suddenly surrounded Song Demei, and Song Demei realized that the situation was not good.

After all the calculations, one thing was missed. If Cui Tik really wanted to die, how should we deal with this matter? Even the salesman's intimidation didn't work, and Song Demei's plot was meaningless.

She wanted to resist the Dao Laogui, but once she was distracted, she couldn't control Cui Tik. If she used more strength, she could crush Cui Tik to death, or at least fight for one?

no!

This idea flashed in my mind for a moment, and then dissipated in the blink of an eye. Song Demei had the courage and courage to fight for the entire Desong Cliff.

She was determined not to let go of it at the risk of her own life.

Take a step back, leave this place, wait for the salesman to come, and then take care of him. Song Demei wanted to leave, but Cui Tike pressed forward step by step, not giving him a chance. A swordsman stretched out his hand and grabbed Song Demei's face.

Song Demei barely escaped, leaving a scar on her face.

Song Demei's heart felt cold, there was no cure for the poison of Dao Laogui!

While she was panicking, Song Demei saw a black rash on the face of the knife-wielding ghost. She also felt itchy on her face, and the rash grew out of her cheeks. Could he still spread the disease through the knife-laboring ghost?

Song Demei no longer had the intention to fight. She was already infected with the disease anyway. She immediately put down her skills, no longer controlled Cuitike, and ran away. Let you kill, Deyuan Village can kill as you like! When you have killed enough,

I'll talk to you about the price again.

Cuitik, who was seriously injured, did not pursue him. He asked all the Sword Demons around him to disperse and walk around every corner of the village.

A sword-fighting ghost raised his head and let out a long and shrill roar. He told all the sword-labor ghosts in other villages to disperse...

Luo Zhengnan was still waiting for news about the food at the station when he suddenly received a call from Li Qi: "Lao Luo, call me in one minute." To be honest, this operation was very confusing, but Luo Zhengnan was used to it.

A minute later, Lao Luo found a secluded place and called Li Qi. After waiting for a long time, Li Qi flew to Luo Zhengnan's side.

Li Qi originally wanted to run back to Desong Cliff, but he was worried that he would be late. He found a suitable person in Haichiling, gave the person a sum of money, and spent thousands of miles to send the person to the waistband.

, he flew to Desong Cliff by himself.

When they met, he first asked Luo Zhengnan: "What happened to Desong Cliff?"

Luo Zhengnan was startled: "Nothing happened, I have been waiting for food here..."

As he was speaking, Luo Zhengnan's head trembled. It was his men who hit him: "Master Luo, it's bad, that foreigner was so cruel that everyone in the village got a rash. Some of our brothers were also implicated."

"Because of what?"

"I heard that something happened to the child."

Li Banfeng was shocked: "Xiao De? Which bastard did it?"

Luo Zhengnan looked at Li Banfeng with a confused expression. This happened so suddenly that Lao Luo didn't know what to do. Li Banfeng thought for a moment and said, "Tell us where our people are, and I will rescue them."

"Master Qi, I'll go with you!"

"Don't go anywhere, wait here for my news."

Song Demei ran from Deyuan Village to Dexiao Village. There was a man sitting under a big tree at the head of the village, covered in rashes. There were several people sitting on the village road, also covered in rashes. Where did their lesions come from?

Two knife-wielding ghosts came out of a house and stared at Song Demei silently. They brought the disease. This foreigner is really crazy. He really wants to kill them all!

Song Demei had no intention of fighting and hurried to Deen Village.

The situation in De'en Village is the same as that in Dexiao Village. All the surrounding villages are infested with knife labor ghosts, and everyone in the village is infected with herpes.

Song Demei was still able to kill a few Dao Lao ghosts at the beginning. As her condition worsened, Song Demei was so weak that she could no longer even avoid the Dao Lao ghosts. She ran to De'an Village again. She could leave Desong just by passing through this village.

She reached the boundary of the cliff, but her way was blocked by two Dao Lao ghosts.

She tried to get around the Dao Lao Gui, but her rash-covered legs refused to work, and she finally fell into the farmland. The Dao Lao Gui picked up Song Demei and sent her to Deyuan Village.

Song Demei still wanted to escape, but the layers of herpes on her body made her lose the ability to fight the Dao Lao ghost.

Cuitike dragged his seriously injured body and approached Song Demei step by step. Song Demei shouted in a hissing voice: "I didn't kill him, I didn't kill him. Spare my life, and all the Desong Cliff belongs to you!"

Tritik asked expressionlessly: "What do I want with this place?"

Song Demei shouted: "There are other things. My second son, Yue Congde, he is no longer Yue Congde. He is another person. I will tell you what happened, and you can just spare me!"

...

Li Banfeng walked from De'an Village to Dexiao Village. The people he saw along the way were all covered in black rashes and flashing red spots. Some of these people were still alive, while some were completely turned into mud.

The bodies of the living people could not move, and they were all piled on the ground like mud. The entire Desong Cliff was in such a state.

Dexiu ignored them all. Li Banfeng only remembered the location of his own people. A group of Luo Zhengnan's subordinates and those who stayed from the Sand Snake Gang to help were all still alive. During the journey, Li Banfeng got rashes several times.

, he returned to his home again and again and solved the problem with the technique of sitting back and having nothing to worry about.

Walking all the way to the foot of Decheng Mountain, Li Banfeng saw Cuitike. Cuitike and Daolaogui dug a grave together and buried the child.

"Hmph~" Dao Laogui, who couldn't cry, murmured hoarsely next to the cemetery.

Cui Tike stood next to the cemetery and said to Li Banfeng: "When I first came to Desong Cliff, I actually thought about things very simply. I just wanted to kill everyone and let the salesman do whatever he wanted.

If the salesman lets me go, I will make a lot of money. If the salesman kills me, at least I will take a big step towards my dream! But when I arrived at the entrance of Deyuan Village, I saw him. He was being beaten by a group of people.

Bullying and torture.

I originally thought I shouldn't take care of him, but I still took care of him. After taking him in, I wanted to find another way to solve this war. I wanted to try not to kill people, because I think living is a very beautiful thing.

It would have been better if I hadn't met him in the first place. The result would have been the same anyway... At this point, Tritik smiled mockingly to himself.

Li Banfeng asked: "Did that technique of yours succeed?" "Which technique are you talking about?"

"It's a technique that is somewhat similar to the deed. It only kills those who deserve to be killed."

Cui Tike, who was still calm at first, was silent for a long time, and suddenly he was not so calm. He struggled to explain his techniques to Li Banfeng:

"That technique, technique, is called, give me noodle soup...

Noodle soup, you know, it’s the noodle soup I made. He likes to eat it very much. I can’t learn the technique, and I can never learn it again..."

Cuitik seemed to have forgotten the language of Puzhou, and it was very difficult for him to speak every word. He picked up a can box from the entrance of the cave, and there was a wild flower in the box.

He held the can and looked at Li Banfeng and said: "He is an angel. Even the Swordsman loves him so much. However, those most moral people gave him to him..."

Tritik became more and more difficult to speak, and he could no longer speak a complete sentence.

Li Banfeng said: "I guess his soul hasn't gone far yet. I have some ways to bring him back to life." Cui Tik saw a glimmer of hope: "Are you talking about bringing the dead back to life?"

The child's soul has indeed not gone far. He sat under the petals of the can, raised his head, and looked at Tritik quietly.

He saw Tritik trembling all the time, thinking that Tritik was hungry or thirsty. He had nothing to eat, so he wanted to catch a dewdrop and hand it to Tritik. The child's soul was very weak, and Tritik

Unable to sense it, Li Banfeng could barely see it with his golden eyes.

Li Banfeng didn't know what power kept the child's soul in the world, nor did he know that he couldn't bring the child back to life with his foolish cultivation skills, but he knew that this was different from the resurrection from the dead that Cuitike understood.

"To be precise, if I succeed, after he is resurrected, he cannot be considered alive or dead. He should be considered a living dead in a certain sense." Cuitik's eyes dimmed: "What do you mean?

Yes, similar to Nightmare Xiu’s ghost servant?”

"Almost." Li Banfeng couldn't find a more suitable metaphor.

Tritic held the can box, and after hesitating for a long time, he shook his head.

"Don't let him be insulted anymore, don't let him be tortured anymore. If there is a reincarnation of life, let him enter the next better reincarnation. If there is really a heaven, I am willing to go to heaven to find him."

"What are you going to do?" Li Banfeng turned to look at Cui Tike.

"The salesman is coming soon. He won't let me go." Tritik put the can in his arms. "Friend, you have many of your subordinates who are probably infected with the disease. I will take you to save them.

"

Even at this time, Cui Tike still believed that Li Qi was his friend. The two of them were walking on the road and met Song Demei piled on the roadside.

Song Demei has turned into a ball of mud. Only her head is still intact. She is still pleading: "Desong Cliff belongs to you. Spare me and everything belongs to you. I know where our second child is. Let me tell you, I will take it with you."

You go find him."

Li Banfeng looked at Song Demei: "She's not dead yet?"

Tritic said: "Not that fast, she will last for a long time." "Where are the others?"

"Sooner or later, they will all die, except her second son, Yue Congde." Li Banfeng asked: "Is there anything special about Yue Congde?"

"According to what Song Demei said, the current Yue Congde is not the real Yue Congde. He is from Neizhou. Song Demei knows Yue Congde's true identity, but she has been pretending to be confused. Yue Congde is a spy sent by Neizhou.

, he gave Song Demei a lot of help, including financial and material resources, otherwise Song Demei would not be able to survive today."

Li Banfeng said: "Where has Yue Congde gone? This man cannot be kept."

"He has returned to Neizhou, bringing my gift to Neizhou." Cui Tike knelt down and saw one of Luo Zhengnan's subordinates. He took back the lesion, and the subordinate's body recovered a little.

"After an hour, he will return to normal. The antibodies in his body can last for five hours, allowing him to leave Desong Cliff within five hours."

Li Banfeng gave some instructions to his subordinates and then went to find the next person.

Cui Tike looked at Li Banfeng: "You don't have many lesions on your body." "Yes, I have ways to deal with it."

Cuitike said: "It is very difficult to resist this disease. You are stronger than I expected."

Li Banfeng looked around, shook his head and said: "You are stronger than I expected. Desong Cliff is different from Qianliangfang. The environment here is not so closed, but you still cleaned it up. This kind of

What's the name of the rash? I've never seen you use it."

Cuitike replied: "This is called not even a blade of grass can grow. It is a newly created technique by me. The people in Desong Cliff will rot here until they turn into silt."

Under the influence of the lesions, anyone who comes here will be infected with herpes. Unless a person infected with herpes has a way to get rid of the lesions, he will not be able to leave Desong Cliff, and he will also decay and become a part of Desong Cliff.

Unlike corpses everywhere, the key element of this technique is not rapid spread, but persistence. The lesions here will exist for many years, just like the spores of fungi. During this period, it will be difficult to find living creatures on Desong Cliff.

"

Li Banfeng saw a grass on the ground with black spots on the grass blades. "Plants can also be infected with this kind of virus?"

"Yes, that's why it's called not even an inch of grass can grow." When he said this, Cuitik was very calm, as if he was explaining a certain piece of knowledge seriously. "What level of technique is this?"

Cuitike said: "The technique on the cloud may also be the last technique I create.

According to the agreement between me and the salesman, if this operation succeeds, he will give me a piece of land to stabilize my status.

Now that things have become like this, there is no need to think about rewards. I will definitely be severely punished by the salesman. The disease cultivation sect may become extinct." Li Banfeng was surprised: "You have never had a realm? Then how did you get promoted to Yunshang?

?”

"My ancestor once promised me a piece of land, but that piece of land has never been fulfilled. I used some ancient spells from my hometown and some special properties of Sage Peak to temporarily stabilize my status.

I persisted for a long time, but those spells had limited effect, and now my situation is becoming more and more unstable."

Everyone in Desong Cliff is not dead yet. As long as Cui Tik is willing to take back the lesions, they can still be saved. The salesman may also have discussions. But Li Banfeng did not persuade Cui Tik. He knew that Cui Tik would not be able to let him go.

Pass this group of virtuous cultivators.

After rescuing Luo Zhengnan and Sha Jianfeng's group of men, Cui Tike took Li Banfeng all the way to the edge of Desong Cliff, and then put the can into his arms: "If one day, you see my body, remember

Take out this can and plant this flower next to my grave.

After saying that, Cui Tike saluted Li Banfeng. "Wait a minute." Li Banfeng stopped Cui Tike.

He has many realms, and he wants to give Tritik a realm to stabilize his status.

Before Li Banfeng could speak, a rattle sounded, and Li Banfeng saw the figure of the salesman. Cuitike was very calm. He didn't want to run away, and he had no intention of resisting.

"Things happened a bit fast!" Cuitik smiled and pointed to his clothes, "Friend, don't forget the promise between us, don't forget to help me plant flowers." The salesman walked up to Cuitik.

, asked with a cold look: "Kill them all?"

"Almost." Cuitike nodded, although there were still many people in Desong Cliff who were not dead. The salesman sighed: "Then you can't blame me."

Tritic shook his head calmly: "I don't blame anyone."

Li Banfeng was thinking about how to dissuade the salesman, but he saw the salesman took out a pair of deeds and handed them to Cui Tike: "I originally wanted to give you a good land, but you did it like this.

Leave it to you.

Cui Tike was stunned, and Li Banfeng didn't understand either.

The salesman looked at Li Banfeng and snorted coldly: "Are you envious of me? I wanted to give you Desong Cliff at the beginning, but who told you not to do things for me?" Cui Tik said in shock: "You still paid me.

?”

"Why don't you give it?" The salesman leaned against the truck and lit a cigarette. "You can make a profit if you pay, and we don't owe anything to each other. There is no business in this world that is guaranteed to make a profit. I will lose this business, but since you have done the job

If you do, I have to pay you."
Chapter completed!