Abel nodded, took out his money bag and said, "There are fifty silver coins here. Tell me the news and I'll give you the money."

At this time, a man came out from the back of the lobby, tilted his head and glanced at Abel, and said to the woman: "Is this kid?"

The woman nodded and said to Abel, "This is our leader, Mr. Sink."

The man named Sinke walked over, suddenly reached out to take Abel's bag, then opened it and looked at it. Then he waved his hand lightly and said, "Okay, you can leave."

Abel was stunned and said, "You haven't told me about Mena yet?"

"What? Hell..." The man threw the money bag to the woman in the lobby, turned around and bent down slightly, and sneered at Abel, "I think you haven't figured out the situation yet, the country bumpkin. `What news do you want to find out with your fifty silver coins? I tell you, this little money is enough for me to meet you. Today I am in a good mood, don't make yourself uncomfortable. Get out now. Just buy these fifty silver coins as a lesson. In the future, don't trust people casually."

Then there was a burst of laughter.

Abel was stunned and everyone in the lobby laughed. The faces that mocked him made the boy feel a flame explode in his chest. He didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly shouted: "You dare to lie to me!"

He thrust into Sink's face with one punch.

The man let it go easily, and he flew up his legs and drove Abel to the ground. Then he shook his eyes hard. The two guards beside the door understood and sneered. Sink lifted Abel up and shook his head and said, "What a ungrateful guy. Since you don't want to go out, don't go out forever."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door that had been closed before suddenly split into pieces. A violent aura burst in from outside, making the door crack open thousands of cracks of varying thickness, and then it exploded into a wooden slag. Several men at the door were blown out, and the woman in the lobby screamed and squatted to the ground, only Sink was stunned. Then he saw a figure walking in from the sunlight outside the building. The man had a smile on his face and clapped, saying, "It's really wonderful. It turns out that the mercenary group in Sardin City does business like this. I opened my eyes."

Hearing this voice, Abel was stunned and shouted: "Mr. Allen..."

Sinke suddenly had a flash of eyes and came to his senses. The boy in his hand had already appeared a few meters away. The man who swung into the door happily cleaned his clothes for the boy, then shook his head and said, "He said something he had said right just now. You are still too naive. You should learn some lessons. But..."

Alan turned to look at Sinke and said, "All things come true. Since you have collected Abel's money, you must do it for him. Otherwise..."

"What else?" Sink smiled grimly, and his bones all over his body snapped.

"Otherwise, you guys can close the door and finish your home today." Allen said with a smile.

Sinke smiled rather than angry: "Getting up? I think you two rural guys are in need of repairs. Today, let me, Lord Sinke, give you a lesson that you will never forget for life..."

Before he could finish his words, the world in Sinke's eyes suddenly pivoted. He saw the ceiling of the lobby, and then saw the woman squatting on the ground with a horror on his face, and finally fell heavily to the ground. A hot air flow penetrated his body, and his whole body kept vibrating. Every time he shook, a bone would inevitably shatter and explode. After the vibration of his whole body disappeared, Sinke could no longer stand up with his own strength.

Alan looked at the man who was like a slime and said lightly: "People like you don't even have the qualifications to let me kill." Then, in Sink's scream, he walked towards the woman who could not move and hooked his fingers.

The woman understood and quickly handed him the bag in her hand. Alan took the bag, opened it, picked out a silver coin from it, and threw the rest to Abel and said, "I have taken over your commission. If you are willing to follow me north, I will notify you as soon as there is news about your sister. If you don't want to, I can settle you in Sardin City. How do you choose, Abel."

Abel took the money bag and looked at the lost silver coins, but it seemed to have recovered some things that he thought would die. In a moment, the young man seemed to have grown a lot. He raised his head and said in a deep voice: "Abel is willing to serve the Lord."

"Very good, then follow me. But your life will not be easy." Allen put the silver coin in his pocket and patted it.

Seeing his movement, Abel laughed.

At this time, a team of Bucks soldiers arrived when they heard the news. The officers led the team clearly froze when they saw Alan. Then they ignored Sink's howl on the ground, asked Qingsheng what happened, and respectfully asked Alan to leave. As for the aftermath, they were naturally responsible. This unlucky mercenary group was exactly what Allen said just now, and they were graduated today.

When he returned to the Flying Elephant Hotel with Abel, someone informed Allen that a distinguished guest was visiting. Allen asked Abel to go first and came to Edward's room alone. In the lobby of the room, Edward was talking to someone, and the man turned his back to the door, and Allen couldn't see it straight. Hearing his footsteps, Edward and the man stood up to greet him. The man turned around, and Allen said unexpectedly: "Mr. Mark?"

Originally the chairman of the Golden Falcon's business group.

Allen threw an inquiring look at Edward, who said, "Mr. Mark is interested in buying our batch of equipment and war horses. I have already negotiated with Mr. Mark. You can only agree."

"Is Mr. Mark interested? Of course I won't object."

Seeing that Allen asked, he agreed on the spot without asking the price. Mark's eyes lit up and nodded, "I've seen that batch of goods, both equipment and war horses are of high quality. The price given by Mr. Edward is very fair, and I'm very satisfied."

"It's best that Mr. Mark is satisfied, but there is one thing I have to remind Mr. Mark..."

Mark raised his hand and said lightly: "I know what Lord Allen wants to say. Since I dare to put this batch of goods, I won't worry about anything, but I still have to thank Lord Allen for his kind reminder."

Then he picked up the hat placed next to him and put it on his head. Mark smiled and said, "The Golden Falcon and you should have many places to cooperate with. Please take care of Lord Allen at that time."

"Please give me some advice, too."

Both sides looked at each other and smiled.

Sending Mark away, Allen narrowed his eyes and said, "I bet there is a big boss behind the Golden Falcon."

Edward said: "This is for sure, otherwise, a golden falcon would not dare to do this. It is not easy to organize two hundred elite riders, and Mark must have other support."
Chapter completed!