"Hisser Dagong, Dagong, listen to my explanation. We are serious businessmen..." A wide-body and fat businessman shouted in panic.

"Hisser Dagong, I'm going to Zhenbeicheng to give you a gift this year. Listen to my explanation... I really have no money, I just make some hard money!" The merchant also tried to rush over, but was very polite. The guard guard next to him pushed him back and then squatted on the ground, but even so, he did not give up struggling.

"Serious businessman?" Su Lun glanced at the howling businessman.

This guy was actually wearing a linen cloth. The cloth was washed and a little white, and there were even a few patches on it. However, when a guard next to him tore it, he tore a hole in his clothes, and the silk underwear inside leaked out instantly.

"Thank you hard money?" Su Lun looked at him. He said he could afford to wear silk underwear.

"Carlos, how much did you find in him?"

"Grand Lord, we searched through the places where he lived and found only a few hundred kinners..." Carlos said with shame when he saw the others transporting gold and silver in boxes.

"Hundreds of Jinnar?" Sulun raised his eyebrows.

"Hisser Da Gong, don't believe his plan. This guy is Gret. He is the largest black market merchant in our shipwreck port. He handles at least hundreds of thousands of kinars in various goods every year." A pirate next to him suddenly spoke.

"Hundreds of thousands of Jinnars?" Sullen looked at Grett: "Hundreds of thousands of Jinnars, you actually said you had no money?"

"Your Excellency, not only the goods sold to him by the pirates here are usually 30% of the original goods value. He then earns more after selling these goods!"

"Did you hear that? These pirates know your income!" Sulun said to Gret, "Are you handing over the money yourself, or wait for them to entertain before paying the money?"

"Your Excellency, you cannot believe the one-sided words of these pirates. These pirates are treacherous and commit crimes to kill and set fire. They are framed by me!" Grett defended loudly.

"I will never admit it!" Sulun looked at Grett. Unexpectedly, this guy was still holding on. He really couldn't cry without seeing the coffin, but we just like this kind of hard bone.

"Gret, you don't have to deny it. Since you have arrived here, it is impossible not to produce some blood. My goods have been robbed, and the pirates who rob me have paid the price, but you accomplices have not!"

"We are not going to let you break your family today. You Gret's annual income will cost at least hundreds of thousands of kinals. In addition, your fleet and caravans, I don't know how much the annual income will be."

"Then let's want your income for a year. You have made more than ten years of money in this shipwreck port. I'm not too much to ask you to pay for your income for a year!"

"It's not just you, but the other black market merchants also follow this standard! You earn 400,000 jinars a year in this shipwreck port, and we will simply convert 500,000 jinars. You Gret took out 500,000 jinars and I just pretended that nothing had happened. You continue to be your black market merchant here, and I will bring the money back to Zhenbeicheng."

"Five hundred thousand Jinnall, you only earn a year here. This is not difficult for you! I will let you go and ensure your personal safety!"

"If you can't get it..."

Sulun lifted Gret up, then smiled at him, and then waved to the soldiers next to him.

"That's not that I'm here to chat with you, I need my men to come and talk to you!" He said and shouted at the soldiers beside him, "Do you think it's okay?"

"good!"

"What are you going to talk to him?" Sulun asked.

The soldiers looked at each other, and seemed to have not figured out how to talk.

"Why don't we go to Muzhai to talk to him?" said one of the soldiers.

"Meet the wooden thorn!" Other soldiers responded one after another. Gret's face, who was held by several soldiers, turned pale in an instant.

"No, the wooden thorns are not possible!" Su Lun shook his head and said, with his body, the two-meter-long wooden thorns penetrated from below and couldn't survive.

Gret breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Sulun's words. However, before he could finish his breath, Sulun said again, "Since the wood thorn cannot do it, let's just put on the stick. This is good. As long as you pay attention to it, you don't have to worry about killing it!"

"Meet the clamp stick!"

"If you deal with these profiteers, you should use a stick to get a clamp!"

Hearing Su Lun's words, the soldiers immediately started shouting loudly.

Only then did Su Lun turn around calmly, then wave his hands to the soldiers beside him, "Go and treat our old friend Gret so that people will not say that we are rude in the north city."

"I understand, we will definitely treat this old friend well!" the soldiers around him said with a smile.

"Hisser Grand Duke, Grand Duke, Grand Duke, Grand Duke, please spare your life!" Hearing Sulun's words, Gret's face changed suddenly, and he cried and wanted to go to Rasulun, but the soldier next to him kicked him directly and kicked him to the ground.

Sulun ignored Grett. This guy deliberately wore an old dress and said that he had no money. He was blind? He had given him a chance. He didn't know how much money he made here over the years. It can be said that every jinnar was stained with blood. Did Sulun take their lives? It was just that they had to pay a mere year of income, which was too cheap for them.

Sulun asked the soldiers to find a chair, then made a big golden sword, and then waved his hands at the soldiers next to him to signal them to continue.

"Hisser Da Gong, we don't have a clamp on the boat." A soldier next to him said.

Su Lun gave him a blank look and said, "We don't have sticks, don't those pirates? Are there no pirates here in the prison? I can't find a few pairs of those pirates!"

"Get orders!" The soldier went to do it immediately.

There is also a prison here in Shipwreck Bay, which is used to detain pirates who violate the regulations. There are all kinds of torture instruments here. Soon, several pirates brought the torture instruments over.

Looking at the blood-stained torture instruments, Gret's face turned pale, and then several soldiers forced the clamping stick to him.

"Hisser Dagong, Dagong, I donate, I donate... Please stop them!" Seeing that this was really going to be serious, Greta shouted quickly.

"Wouldn't it be better to cooperate like this?" Su Lun put down the teacup and said with a smile, "But I brought it all with me, so it's not good to take it off directly! Let Gret experience our service!"

As he said that, he waved his hand at the soldiers, and the two soldiers immediately pulled them down hard...
Chapter completed!