The gangster who kicked open the Lucien house door and saw that there was no reaction inside, rushed in and took a look, then left and said to the leader with an ordinary and unobtrusive face: "Brother Jackson, there is no one inside, the things are neat."

Jackson said with a close smile: "I wasted a lot of time to cheat this kid's background from Old Coon. I thought I would be late. Haha, although Mag and Andre are fools and wastes, they are at least useful."

When the gangsters around him heard him mention Mag and Andre, they immediately remembered the miserable situation of Mag covering his lower body and howling. They couldn't help but feel the wind blew across their crotch. Andre, who was standing in front, was silently glad that if the kid had something and money ran away, his fate would be very miserable. Of course, it would be much better than Mag who was asserted by the doctor that he needed to lie in the bed for a week.

"Andre, go in and look for something strange." Jackson ordered.

When Andrei was about to show his meritorious service, he walked in without any hesitation.

After a few minutes, Andre came out with a strange look in his face: "Brother Jackson, there is a lot of 'trash' in this kid's box."

Lucien lamented in his heart that these are things that have not been processed yet. When they see them at first, they will definitely associate them with the garbage directly. If you know that you have sold goods in the market area these days, as long as you have the IQ of a normal person, you should be able to think of a way to make money.

Moreover, he was alone and afraid of being discovered. He didn't bring many items back every time, so he could only earn some insignificant copper fairs. But if the Aaron gang controlled the garbage dump by the river, with their manpower and familiarity with the market area, it might be a "way" with a lot of income. In this way, they would definitely not give up, so they had to find other ways to make money.

Jackson glanced at the garbage that Andre was holding, shook his head and curled his lips: "I think I know where he got the bronze from. Alas, the church dealt with it every three days, so we never thought that there would be a 'treasure' hidden in the garbage dump by the Beren River. The garbage from the palace, the aristocratic area, the manor outside the city, the musicians' association, the blacksmith guild, the mercenary union and other places will be concentrated on the Beren River. Haha, the garbage in the eyes of the nobles may not be really garbage."

In fact, Jackson had a guess on this after Andre and Mag knew from Andre, he had learned that Lucien had sent the garbage from the Musicians Association outside the city, and now it has only been confirmed.

After making this remark, Jackson smiled kindly: "Thank you Lucien, for us to have another road with a charming light of money. So, thank him with our enthusiasm, smash all the things in his house, and belong to him to find the copper ferret and silver ner. Whoever finds him and 'thank' him harshly can come to me to receive a generous reward."

In Jackson's eyes, Lucien is far from the point of sending people to stay. As an organized, disciplined, and real gangster, he has a lot of things to do every day, so how could he waste time and manpower for such a small person?

The gangsters cheered, if Lucien's house was not too small and could accommodate a limited number of people, they would have rushed in.

The sound of ding dong dong sounded one after another.

Lucien, who was hiding not far away, could judge based on his voice: "The clay pot was broken...the table was smashed...they were looking for the money I was hiding..." Lucien clenched his fists tightly and said in his heart with gritted teeth.

But Lucien also understood that more than a dozen gangsters were there and could only be beaten or even beaten to death if they tried to stop them. Therefore, no matter how angry, no matter how frustrated they were, they had to force themselves to hold it back.

Without status, without fists, and without strength, there is no way to meet these villains, hooligans, scoundrels, and scumbags. As for the law, it can be roughly guessed from their arrogant actions that it would be of no use if they were to stand out.

"If that witch hadn't gone to the cemetery to steal bones, she would have been burned to death."

"Since magic still exists, dark creatures, heretics, etc. still exist, there are probably some places where magic is not so discriminated against and rejected. As long as I learn magic, I just need to be careful and when I have the power to protect myself, I will find a real place to stay."

"The danger is very high, but the gains are also great. If you want to be rich and enjoy, how can you go smoothly and not take any risks? Even if you do business, you have to endure the exploitation of nobles and gangsters, and the competition of your opponents. If you are not careful, you will go bankrupt or even die."

Many thoughts that were usually suppressed by Lucien finally broke through the cage and echoed in his mind, just like the devil's temptation that made him completely ignore it. Assuming that there is really a place where magic can be learned safely, why did the witch come to Alto?

Countless thoughts and countless desires intersected in Lucien's heart, but before he made up his mind, he suddenly heard Aunt Alissa's voice: "What are you damn villains doing?!"

The clothes that the textile guild needs to be cleaned will be collected at 10 o'clock. After Alvin was arranged to go outside the city to pick mushrooms, Alissa heard the sound of smashing things before she left.

She took a long wooden spoon and waved, and walked towards the Aaron gangsters, trying to stop them from destroying Lucien's cottage.

"Get her aside." Jackson pointed at Alissa.

The two thugs who couldn't get into the house rushed out, rolled up their sleeves, and walked towards Aunt Alissa viciously, trying to hold her aside.

However, they underestimated Aunt Alisa's power. The hand that could rival the bear's paw attack waved the spoon. With a heavy blow, the gangster who was walking in front staggered and screamed in pain.

Jackson looked around with his eyes, and immediately two more thugs followed.

Although Alisa is not small, she is wide and weighs her, and is very intimidating, the thugs on the opposite side are all fists who make a living. After a few hard blocks that avoid the vital force, she knocked her spoon to the ground.

A heavy punch hit Alisa on the shoulder. Even though the fat was weakened, she still screamed in pain. But she did not retreat and continued to move forward, shouting: "Stop it, the sheriff will come soon."

Lucien, who was behind the wall not far away, finally couldn't help but scold herself: "Isn't it still a man?"

Although I have only "knowed" for a few days and have not had a strong relationship with Aunt Alissa and Uncle Joel, at this moment, Aunt Alissa was beaten to stop others from destroying her hut, but she hid and did not dare to come forward. It was something she could not accept.

Therefore, Lucien clenched his fists, glanced at the front of the cottage, shook his head and scolded: "Fuck!"

Then he rushed out suddenly, aiming to Jackson, who was left with only one person by his side!

Dingdeng, Lucien, not far from the cabin, rushed to Jackson in just a few steps, and then rushed up.

At this time, Jackson reacted, turned his head to look here in surprise, but he had no time to do anything else. Lucien hit him hard, knocking him to the ground, and the two of them wrestled together.

Lucien used his body hard, pressing Jackson's hands with his left hand, preventing him from pulling out the possible daggers on his body, while his right hand tried his best to reach Jackson's throat. As long as he held his throat and controlled him, he could temporarily control the situation.

But Jackson was not only able to become the leader of the Aaron gangster because he was keen and cruel. He was also a thug, so he was experienced. While taking advantage of the situation, he did not give Lucien the chance to pinch his throat. His hand, which was pressed, moved slightly with his elbow, repeatedly hitting Lucien's ribs.

There is no room for movement, and the elbow strike does not have much power, but the ribs themselves are more sensitive and fragile. Under Jackson's frequent blows, Lucien bared his teeth in pain. However, Lucien, who had suffered from Gary's blow, knew that he could not panic at this time and had to hold on, so he endured the pain and finally touched Jackson's throat with his right hand.

Just when Lucien was about to pinch it hard, the rib on his right hurt and flew up and fell heavily to the ground.

With his rich experience, Jackson finally supported the gangsters around him and kicked Lucien to the side.

The thugs in the room, who stopped Alisa, also came here at this time.

Lucien was about to stand up, his toes and fists fell like rain, making him unable to resist. He could only hold his head calmly, roll it into a shrimp, protecting the vital points, and let the gangsters beat the rest of the place.

He was beaten to the ground and rolled around, causing pain to hit his mind, but Lucien still maintained the minimum calmness and beating posture, otherwise it would be miserable to be kicked to the vital part like a Mag.

At this time, Lucien felt like he was floating in his soul, he was dry and wanted to vomit. Everything around him became trance, and the sound was noisy, as unreal as a shaking movie. Aunt Alissa's crying seemed to come from another world from afar: "Let him go..."

There was no time to make a decision just now. In such an environment, Lucien finally made up his mind: "You must master inhuman and extraordinary power, even magic!"

"Even if you borrow money from usury, you have to make up enough money to learn the text in a short time!"

Jackson looked at Lucien who was beaten up and rolling around, moved his arm that had been crushed to the point of pain, went up and kicked it hard, and then said to his thugs: "Okay, so that's enough lesson. This kid has a friend who is Sir Wien's official knight attendant, so there is no need to kill anyone."

If it were to kill people for such a level, and to kill a good friend of a certain knight's servant, the Aaron gang had already killed Aaron's blood, but in fact, the Aaron gang could always control the city gate area and some market areas, and it was not too much to do it. Otherwise, the Aaron's real controller, the nobles, bishops, and priests who had terrible power would have let them disappear long ago, even if the rumors were rumored that Aaron had a close relationship with a big man.

The thug stopped and surrounded Lucien with fierce eyes. Jackson looked at Lucien, who was bleeding from his nose and bleeding from the corners of his mouth. He seemed to be dizzy and laughed: "Actually, I admire your mind very much, but boy, you are still too young. Well, what's happening outside the city, I hope you don't be greedy anymore, otherwise, you will not be beaten up. I believe Mag will hope to discuss life with you."

The matter of controlling the garbage dump by the river must not be concealed, so Jackson never thought of killing someone to silence him.

After saying that, Jackson saw Lucien looking at him with blood on his face, and his voice hoarse and simple answered: "Okay."

This made Jackson feel a little weird, but he didn't think much about it, and asked the gangsters to leave proudly with the items that Lucien had not had time to deal with and the forty-five copper fairs found from him.

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