Episode 1 Martial Arts Master Chapter 05 Money Is King
An onlooker whispered to the person next to him: "Oh, if the people of the Tiger Mercenary Group want to collect money, just give it to them. Why do you have to suffer such a crime? It's not worth it."
The bystanders were obviously merchants who came to the port market for the first time. They were surprised and replied: "What Tiger Mercenary Group? Aren't they the tax collectors of the Management Committee?".
The person who spoke first had a huge red rosacea, which was very eye-catching. He proudly showed off his knowledge and said: "You don't even know about the Tiger Mercenary Group and you dare to come here and fool around? They are the largest mercenary group in the port.
, have taken over the market, and they are directly responsible for paying taxes to the lord. And every merchant who comes to the market must hand over the money to them."
The merchant unconsciously tightened his pockets and said, "Then they can charge as much as they want? Others have no room for bargaining?"
"Of course!" Rosacea said, "If you like it, take it less. If you don't like it, I'll smash your stall as well. The Tiger Mercenary Group is huge, with hundreds of people, and every one of them
They all have extraordinary skills. They once hunted monsters in the Starfrost Forest, and went through life and death in the Dark Swamp. Did you see that man? His name is Edward the Ripper. It is said that he captured the Qila piebald lion alive and cut open the belly of the enemy. Last year
There was an unscrupulous tauren who brought ten boxes of corn wine from Bomir City and sold it. He refused to pay because of his strength. Guess what happened? He was beaten with teeth all over the floor and even one of his horns was broken. Okay.
It is said that the Tiger Mercenary Group is the maintainer of order in the market, and no one dares to disobey."
The merchant's face turned pale and he murmured: "There are so many things to pay attention to, and the lord doesn't care about it?".
"The lord gets a huge fee from the Tiger Mercenary Group every month and doesn't want to pay any attention to it. If you can give me that much money, you can naturally run amok like the mercenary group and no one dares to control it."
Shen Zhimo was listening to the two men talking about the division of power in the port. Edward the "Ripper" went straight to the fishmonger's pocket, pulled out a small cloth bag, weighed it in his hand, tried the weight, and said: "At least seven or eight silver coins, that's it."
Treat it as a punishment for your disobedience to the management, and all of it will be confiscated." Yuzi was extremely reluctant to part with it, and begged: "Sir, sir! That is half a month's ration for my family of five, and there are two underage children waiting to eat at home.
Well, please leave some for me!" Edward glared and said, "Don't you still have fish?".
Shen Zhimo saw the heavy and bulging pocket of another mercenary and thought to himself: "They have just walked halfway and they have collected taxes from at least two hundred businessmen, and at least two hundred silver coins. I might as well be a robbing the rich and giving to the poor."
It's a good thing, help the two poor people like me and old Hamar." As for the mercenary group's huge power, he used to be a powerful influence in the world, single-handedly challenged the Jinan Changle Gang, and wiped out the Ninghai Sea Whale Sect with one hand. He didn't think of this at all.
The small gang of local ruffians will take it seriously. The so-called old man is a man who has ambitions for thousands of miles and will still have power after death. Although his internal strength has disappeared, he still has the spirit of arrogance and arrogance.
The fishmonger begged for a few words, but Edward was impatient and gave him a few more heavy slaps. Another man trampled all the black dolphins rolling and jumping on the ground into a pulp. Many onlookers were filled with indignation, but they did not dare to say more.
Make a sound.
Shen Zhimo separated from the crowd, walked up to the two bullies, looked at each other coldly and said, "Mr. Edward, how much tax can be collected at the market in one day?"
"Boy! You have nothing to do with it. Just stay away from me, otherwise I will make you regret being born in this world!"
The onlookers were all saying: "Holy light, this man must be too long-lived to dare to mess with the mercenary group." Many people also laughed at him for asking for trouble, intending to continue watching the show, and laughed.
Shen Zhimo didn't have enough vocabulary to understand what they said...
Shen Zhimo helped the fishmonger up and said, "You are malicious and evil, and the God of Holy Light will not forgive you."
"Hahaha, you are out of your mind. The God of Holy Light said that the world must have the power to maintain order, so we are responsible for maintaining order and do not allow anyone to disrupt the market."
Another person said: "What nonsense are you talking to him? I'll beat him to death. In all these years, I have never seen an idiot who dares to mess around. Let him know what the Tiger Mercenary Group does."
As expected, Edward hit him as he was told, without any courtesy. It was obvious that the habit of showing off one's authority had been deeply ingrained in his mind, and he had no scruples. He kicked forward and kicked Shen Zhimo.
There was only a muffled "thunk" sound, and Edward's face came into the most intimate contact with the pillars of the corridor in front of the store.
It was Shen Zhimo who took action proudly, without looking, stretched out one hand, grabbed his hair and hit him directly. The force was so huge that the pillar seemed to shake, and his head seemed to be hit hard by the rampaging raptor. The bridge of his nose,
The sensory cells in the cheek area suddenly lost consciousness, the skin and flesh burst, and a ball of smelly blood spattered out. The whole face looked as if it had sunk into a stone pillar.
Only then did everyone realize that the black-haired Shen Zhimo was tall and muscular, with tangled muscles and unusually well-proportioned lines. Every inch of his skin was soaked with the word "perfect", and the whole thing exuded an aura of toughness that corroded people's hearts, especially since he was extremely accurate.
His sharp eyesight and courage to challenge the mercenary group "Rippers" made everyone gasp: "Bullying people also depends on the target. You can't kick this kind of iron plate casually."
Edward is a knight who graduated from the knight school in Elida City, the capital of the Senian Empire. He is proficient in fighting and fighting skills. He later joined the Port Tigers mercenary group, and together with them he took on many dangers of licking blood and accumulated a lot of experience in facing enemies.
, it was not until later that he was appointed by the regiment leader to collect taxes from the market. He was reckless and violent, and he broke the chest of a prisoner with a sword, so he was nicknamed "The Ripper". No one dared to mess with him. Who would have expected it?
To be beaten into a pig's head under such circumstances, with no time to react, is as ugly as it can be.
The onlookers let out a cry of astonishment.
Shen Zhimo would never leave any room for the enemy. He took a few steps forward, grabbed Edward's throat, and the veins on the biceps of his left arm wriggled like earthworms, and lifted him up with one hand.
Edward's feet were dangling in the air, kicking wildly, his face turned purple, his eyes bulged like a black dolphin, blood from his mouth and face dripped down his chin, and he screamed: "Beast, let me go.
Otherwise, I’ll make you look good!”
Edward was very strong, about 1.80 meters tall and weighed at least 190 kilograms. The man lifted him up with one hand and had to control the intensity of the struggle, but it seemed effortless and made everyone's hair drop.
They stood upright, horrified and frightened, and took a few steps back.
Shen Zhimo punched him in the face again, causing more injuries. Edward's teeth finally couldn't bear the continuous blows and fell out of his mouth. His face was like a piece of cabbage that had been passed over by a wild boar, and it was badly damaged.
"Stop it! Do you know that you are offending the majesty of the Tiger Mercenary Group?" The other man was so angry that he pulled out his long sword.
"I'm sorry." Shen Zhimo said, throwing Edward away casually, and then stepped on him like a tomato.
The man shouted angrily: "Your behavior is unforgivable!"
Shen Zhimo saw that this man was very powerful. He stood with his feet apart, his shoulders were not swaying, and his eyes were firm. There was something extraordinary about him that could not be compared to the weakling Edward, so he stopped looking down on him, and the two of them looked cold under the burning sun.
Cold opposition.
Rosacea shouted: "He is holding the Wandering Sword! He is Lord Simon, the captain of the sixth detachment of the Empire's Bloodsail Fleet."….
The merchant who had never seen the world asked again: "Your Excellency Simon? Who is it?"
Rosacea glanced at him with disdain: "Have you ever heard of the Blue Bird Holy Knights of the Holy Light Cathedral in the capital? Your Excellency Simon is a member of the Knights. He once served in the Blood Sail Fleet. Later, he fell into the pirates' conspiracy and failed in the battle.
He left the Knights and later joined the mercenary group."
"The Blue Bird Knights? That is the glory of the Holy Light..."
"Of course, all young people in the empire are proud to join the Blue Bird Knights."
The merchants were a little disapproving: "How come your noble knight collects taxes at the port?"
"Keep your voice down, don't let him hear it, or you will die." Rosacea carefully looked at Simon in the distance, and continued: "I heard that Simon had a bad relationship with the people of the church, and he was revoked from the nobility after his defeat.
, the Tiger Mercenary Group invited him here, and his monthly salary is quite a lot, at least a few hundred silver coins."
"Then he shouldn't abandon the glory of knighthood..."
"Bullshit, money is king in this world. What do you know? How can you not eat, drink, or act like a fool?"
As soon as the merchant thought it was right, he stopped talking and concentrated on watching the action on the market.