"Do you think we are all the same... not good people?" Sitting in the living room, Martin looked at Pan Qi who still didn't know what happened.
Pan Qi shook her head. She no longer knew who the person sitting next to her was. Originally, she just wanted to rescue her father, but in the end, the other party just casually chatted with Marquis Conrad, which troubled her.
All the problems are solved.
"There is actually no difference between us and their way of doing things. We are stronger and more unscrupulous when killing people, so we can show off our power in front of them." Martin played with the ring on his hand and said to himself.
"Because they are the same, they understand the way we do things and are familiar with our methods... We are the same, so we know when to pay and when to pull out the gun, so I get along with them... very happily
." He said and took out his cigarette case, looked at Pan Qi again, and put his cigarette case back into his pocket unnaturally.
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Pan Yiping thought about many things in the cell. He thought about not letting go of the goods, but also thought about ways to borrow some more money to smoothen the relationship.
In short, he felt that he had to take his daughter and two servants back to the Great China Empire no matter what. Leave this damn, unreasonable place.
But he didn't have much clue. There was no way for servants to handle his goods. Almost all procedures required his presence. This was also for safety reasons.
So this is almost an endless loop. He can't do anything now, he can only wait here for an opportunity, a chance to go out.
What makes him despair is that he may not be able to get out for a long time: since he was locked up, no one has come to ask about his affairs.
The jailers don't care about the life or death of a prisoner imprisoned by Lord Conrad. There are too many wronged prisoners here. If they have to take care of every one of them, wouldn't they be exhausted?
What's more, they were soft-spoken and couldn't possibly ask the person Lord Conrad wanted to kill. So apart from giving Pan Yiping some leftovers, they didn't even say a word to Pan Yiping.
Fortunately, several prisoners in the cell only robbed Pan Yiping of food and did not embarrass him in other ways, otherwise this story would have had another ending.
Conard was also glad that he was extremely lucky: if something happened to the person Martin wanted, he would have an accident if nothing happened to him.
Moussa, who shot himself seven times in the back on the road and committed suicide, was also a marquis. Conard believed that he was no more than the Marquis Moussa from Jade City.
The officials sent by the senior officials of the Reins Empire to investigate Musa's death were very unanimous. They all believed that Musa committed suicide. After hastily disposing of Musa's body, they brought an altar of ashes to Musa's wife.
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Conrad didn't want to die in such an unknown manner, so when he saw Pan Yiping sitting in the corner of the cell, not disheveled or insane, he almost cried out of happiness.
When he saw Marquis Conard again, Pan Yiping no longer dared to say anything. He had already figured out that there was no place for a Chinese like him to be reasonable in the Reins Empire.
Therefore, the moment he walked out of the cell, he made a decision: "Sir, I don't want the goods..."
For him now, living is the most important thing. He also has an excellent daughter and a warm home.
"What the hell! What the hell!" Who knew that Conard, who came to the cell to personally fish for people, seemed to have an even humbler attitude than he did. He quickly waved his hands with a smile and said, "Misunderstanding! This is all a misunderstanding!"
Pan Yiping was confused by Conrad's attitude. He didn't think he had the ability to make such a huge change in the attitude of a person like Conrad.
But before he could figure out the key, he heard Conard chuckle and explain: "You have a good daughter... so beautiful, so cute..."
Hearing Conrad's words, the hairs on Pan Yiping's body stood up. He suddenly looked at Conrad, and yelled nervously and angrily: "You! What did you do to my daughter!"
Conrad immediately realized that he seemed to be behaving... so vulgarly! There was nothing he could do about it. He actually wanted to get close to her, but he subconsciously used the same expression he had when he was dominating other girls.
"Don't get me wrong! Don't get me wrong!" He didn't want Martin to misunderstand anything. If he offended the God of Death...or in other words, offended those big shots that he couldn't even imagine, it would be too late to cry.
This is no joke, that Martin is difficult to deal with, and Harry behind Martin is even more difficult to deal with. What's more, there is a ruthless man named Tang Mo standing behind Harry, who is so ruthless that even Reins I
I can't afford to offend him.
The key is that the name Tang Mo has a special meaning to Bunas. If Tang Mo returns to Bunas, he will shake the earth and shake the mountains with just one shout, and no one can stop it...
"Your daughter is very good..." After explaining, Conrad felt that it was really easy for people to misunderstand when talking about other people's daughters, so he quickly changed the topic: "You didn't say you knew Mr. Martin earlier.
If you told me, there wouldn't be so many misunderstandings."
"Martin? Sir?" Pan Yiping was relieved when he heard that his daughter was fine. He heard a name he had never heard before, and he became even more confused for a moment.
Conard chuckled and didn't take it seriously, and continued to explain: "It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter! It's all a misunderstanding! We're all our own people! It's all a misunderstanding! Let's go back and talk! Go back and talk! Mr. Martin knows you the same way! It's all the same!
hey-hey!"
For Conrad, this favor was for Martin. As for Pan Yiping, he didn't care.
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Almost passively, Pan Yiping was put into the rather luxurious tax official's private car, and then drove all the way back to the tax building.
The first time Pan Yiping opened the door and entered the room, he saw his daughter. When Pan Qi saw her father, she immediately stood up and threw herself into his arms: "Father!"
"Dad is fine! I'm fine!" Pan Yiping's eyes immediately turned red when he felt his daughter's grievance. While comforting his daughter, he looked at the middle-aged man standing there.
"Mr. Pan, are you not hurt?" Martin looked at Conrad behind Pan Yiping.
Conard quickly waved his hand: "No, no, no! Everything is fine! Don't worry, I'll do the work!"
On the way here, he had already discussed with Pan Yiping that he would not charge any tax. He personally found a buyer and purchased the goods at the highest price, which was considered compensation for Pan Yiping's shock.
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How dare Pan Yiping refuse? This was an unexpected surprise: he received tax-free treatment without paying almost any price, and he also sold the goods at a good price.
But he also knew that this was not Conrad giving him face at all, but giving face to the man named Martin.
The man in front of me is probably the Martin who I don't know, but knows me.
"Are you Mr. Martin?" Pan Yiping looked at Martin and asked.
"I am Martin." After answering Pan Yiping's question, Martin did not intend to continue the relationship. He walked up to Conrad and glanced at Pan Yiping and his daughter: "If they have any difficulties, you can help them. They are all friends."
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"Don't worry! Mr. Martin's friends are my Conrad's friends." The tax officer of Brunas Port in the Empire of Laines slapped his chest loudly.
"That's interesting!" Martin patted Conrad on the shoulder: "I'm going to have dinner with the city lord tonight. It's business when I come back this time, so I won't disturb your work."
After he finished speaking, he paused for a few seconds and then continued to speak, saying something that Conrad liked to hear: "You know, the Tang Empire is generous to its friends. There are clothes at the port.
There are jewelry, bags, watches... whatever you like, just go get it."
You see, sometimes it's not impossible to stay low and be small, it just depends on how much money the other party is willing to pay. Conard went to the port for a walk, and it is estimated that his son, lover, and wife will think that he is a good man within a year.
, he is a good father.
Listening to such blatant bribery, Pan Yiping felt that his brain was running out of energy.
This was the first time he had seen this kind of bribery regardless of cost. It was obvious that this was not a relationship for one business, but more like a long-term infiltration and corrosion.
Only now did he realize how huge the influence of the Tang Empire was. Even on the east coast, the Dragon Flag of the Tang Dynasty was still sacred and inviolable.
"How did you meet...such a man?" Frankly speaking, for a moment, Pan Yiping even felt that it was not unacceptable for an old cow to eat young grass. It was not necessarily a bad thing for his daughter to follow such a man.
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He thought a lot at this moment, but his daughter's answer completely deviated from his expectation: "Do you remember Li Fan?"
"Ah? Him?" Pan Yiping was a little surprised.
"Well, he gave me a card and asked me...if I encounter difficulties, just..." Pan Qi carefully told the story.
When the two of them were talking, they were already on the road. Pan Yiping looked at the Silver Fox Tavern across the street in the distance, which didn't even have a bright sign, and couldn't believe what his daughter was telling him.
It turns out that all the troubles can be solved is just a card...