The pointer of time goes by, the windmill of time goes by, the wheel of fate goes by... In short, that's what it means, as long as you know that it is three years later.

Yes, three years later.

Outside a medium-sized town in the north, a convoy came in dust under the escort of more than a hundred elite cavalrymen. Then, about three miles outside the town, with the whistle of the leading cavalry, the team's speed suddenly slowed down. The rangers scattered, used arrows to suppress guns, and approached the entrance of the town slowly.

At this time, with a rustling sound, the luxury carriage curtain in the center of the convoy was suddenly pulled open from inside, "Ah... it's a long way, I finally arrived." A figure faintly stretched his waist in the carriage, then the window opened, and a young face with a very male charm came out. First, he looked at the town in front of him, then turned his eyes and landed on a stone tablet next to the road, narrowed his eyes and read, "Peace Friends... Have Love Town? Isn't this a typo?"

I have to say that this young handsome guy has a good observation ability. Of course, his way of thinking is even more bizarre. But unfortunately, no one answered his words, but a question suddenly came from the carriage, "Is this the place we are looking for this time to live? Your Excellency Philip, are you sure it is here?"

Young handsome guy, oh no, Philip smiled and retracted his head. He did not answer the question immediately. Instead, he looked at a calm middle-aged man sitting opposite him, spread his hands and asked, "n, w⊥ww.Sir Mandel, do you know where the geographical location of the newly built town in front of us?"

"Is it going to take the exam for me?" The middle-aged man known as Sir Mandel raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and then replied calmly, "As far as I know, this town is backed by the Fenghuo City. It faces Pula City, which is the current Muhawa gathering place. It happens to be at the junction of the forces between the Gray-Clothed Army and the Northern Wilderness Tribe. It is an absolute and non-scrupulous area... Am I right, Your Excellency Philip?"

With applause, Philip sighed with appreciation: "It is worthy of being the negotiator personally appointed by His Majesty the King. Sir Mandel has done a lot of homework... But do you know the relationship between the people we are looking for this time and the Gray Clothes Army and the Northern Wilderness Tribe?"

Mandel frowned: "That assassin? I heard that he is the husband of Joshia, the leader of the gray army... This is also the main reason why we came to him this time, right?"

"Yes, but this is just one aspect." Shaking his head lightly, Philip seemed to remember something, with a little emotion, "That guy is the winner of his life... Well, since we have arrived at the destination, some things should be explained clearly. That guy, in addition to being Joshia's husband, also has the only highness of the Northern Wilderness Royal Family, that is, the highest commander of the Northern Wilderness who led a million barbarian troops to fight my imperial team in the Renou War Zone, Lansha, has a close relationship. Even... Well, I think this pair of dogs must have hooked up anyway."

He smacked his lips and did not hide his envious and jealous expression on his face: "Oh, by the way. He has a relationship with the Bran Empire. Maybe Sir Mandel, you have heard of this news, but you have never been sure. Because someone is afraid of being embarrassed, he blocked it... That's right, he was the assassin who sent the Pope and the eldest prince to meet the Father God three years ago!"

"Hiss..." Even though Sir Mandel was extremely stable, he had indeed heard of this news, but when he got a confirmation from Philip, he couldn't help but take a breath and his scalp was slightly numb. It was not until he was shocked for a while before he recovered from calmness and spoke in a deep voice, "I heard that the assassin is dead."

"I heard? Hehe..." Philip shook his head and laughed, "Then I'm sure you haven't heard of how he died, right?"

Mandel agreed, Philip asked and answered himself, "He was burned to death. The specific time was probably at the end of the month after the battle of the Temple General Association. On the night of the wedding with Joshia, he probably drank too much and accidentally knocked over the candlestick oil lamp. Then the wedding room was completely burned out by the fire, and he was not drunk and rushed out of it... Haha, a peerless strong man who dared to sneak into the Temple General Association alone, assassinate the Pope and retired successfully, was burned to death. Do you believe?"

Mandel smiled bitterly and shook his head: "If things are really as you said, then no matter whether others believe it or not, I don't believe it anyway... I understand!" He paused for a moment, suddenly stroking his palms, "Get out of here if you pretend to die! So... is he hiding in this town now?"

"No, you still can't fully understand." Philip waved his hand regretfully, "Although he has done a lot of things that are angry and resentful, the Empire, especially the Temple of Light, wishes to kill him quickly. But I have to say that with his current strength, even if the world is so great, who can stop it and where can't you go? Where do you need to deliberately hide?"

"And the reason why he has to stay in this sensitive area and build a new town for three years without moving... Haha..." Haha..." Speaking of this, Philip suddenly burst into laughter, gloating, "It's just because he's worried about a fire in the backyard! Think about it, Joshia is his real wife, and Lansha is his open love. If he hadn't been in charge here, the gray-clothed army and the Northern Wilderness Tribe would have been overturned!"

"So that's it... Peaceful and Love Town, so that's it..." Well, even though Mandel claimed to be a person who had seen big scenes and had rich experience, the ridiculous things that could be driven by just a chaotic relationship between men and women, and even determine the game situation between countries, are far beyond his imagination. He couldn't help but sigh and sigh incredible.

But immediately, Mandel seemed to think of something, narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, and his eyes flashed with a light.

"If I were you, trust me, I would definitely clear the dangerous thoughts in my mind immediately!"

With a stern heart, Mandel slowly looked up and looked at Philip, who looked at him with a slightly raised corner of his mouth, as if he was smiling and smiling. He paused, spread his hands and smiled, "Your Excellency Philip, you're thinking too much."

"I also hope I'm overthinking. If that's the case... I'm sorry, please forgive me for being a little bit used to being natural." Philip looked unmoved. "Maybe Sir Mandel knew that the Empire had negotiated several times with the Gray Clothes Army, and every time I was the middleman in it. How to say it? I was cheated very much. There were shadows... So, I think it's very necessary to remind Lord Mandel here."

He raised a finger and stared at Mandel's calm eyes. Philip exerted pressure in a deep voice, "It's best not to move some dangerous thoughts, otherwise no one can afford it... Let's just put it bluntly, that guy is indeed the only bond between the gray-clothed army and the Northern Wilderness tribe, but just this alone wants to assassinate him and create chaos between the two countries. It is undoubtedly the way to die! No one is a fool, and not to mention that this plan cannot be successful at all. Even if you can, believe me, facing two crazy women who have lost their loved ones, the first one to pay the price of their destruction is bound to be the Bran Empire! Please be sure to believe this!"

Mandel did not avoid the oppressive sight he seemed. He was skilled in negotiations and had extremely strong psychological qualities. He smiled calmly for a while. He remained silent for a while until the car body was slightly shut. It should have been after officially entering the town that he broke the silence of the car. He shook his head and sighed: "His Excellency Philip, you seem to have a problem with your position."

"When you get cheated too much, you will be like this... Of course, I still believe in the professionalism of Jazz, and I hope you can achieve satisfactory negotiation results for the empire this time."

"Thank you, I also hope that you can face your position. After all, you have the honor of the family that the empire attracts!"

"Haha, it's easy to say..."

“Each one another…”

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Mandel's homework is fine. This town with a somewhat bizarre name does have certain qualities of three-involuntary qualities. For example, when more than a hundred elite cavalry entered the town, they did not encounter any disc query at all, and there was no presence of law enforcement officers such as security cavalry within their field of view, and they were unobstructed all the way.

However, if we consider this as a three-no-region area, it is a bit unworthy of its reputation. Because the atmosphere here is much better than imagined, there are various shops open on the street, the merry vendors shouting hard on the road, and pedestrians coming and going on the road. When passing by the convoy, facing the cavalry's slightly scrutinized observation, the pedestrians mostly calm expressions. After a few glances, they looked away from their eyes, as if they were used to it...

In addition, after entering here, a somewhat eye-catching convoy was like a clear spring flowing into the lake, causing almost no ripples, and then calmed down.

Noisy but not chaotic, this is the first impression the town gives. If you observe carefully, you will find that there seems to be an invisible rule here to ensure that the town is orderly and vibrant!

The convoy's goal was clear, or they found a good guide, Philip. So there was almost no detour. After traveling through most of the town, the convoy finally stopped in front of a building similar to a tavern in the east of the town.

"Your Qing..." Walking off the carriage, Philip looked up at the simple signboard of the store and couldn't help but grin, "Okay, although I don't understand what Qing Bar is, I can be sure to know how the weird name of this small town came from."

"What?" Mandel failed to understand.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly feel that it's understandable to have no taste, but the bad taste is not good... Let's go in." The following sentence made Mandel shrugg the other side inexplicably. Philip walked towards this strange shop first. As soon as he stepped in, his eyes suddenly became dark.

Don't get me wrong, this is not a quilt, but the store environment. The semi-enclosed design makes the bright and warm sun in the afternoon shut out, so the light in the store is not bright enough. In addition, the dim wall lights on the surrounding walls look a bit dim and blurry at first glance. However, if you savor it carefully, you will find that the atmosphere here is very similar to an old book with yellowed corners, giving people a sense of quietness.

This design method was undoubtedly beyond Philip and Mandel's expectations. The two paused for a moment at the threshold, and their eyesight gradually adapted to recover. They looked at the store, "What's the point..."

The interior decoration of the store is also very unique, with tables and chairs. At first glance, it looks like a tavern hall, but if you look closely, you will find a world of difference. Those bonsai, one person tall, colorful painting boards, or statues with extraordinary knife skills, etc. divide each table into spaces, looking messy but well-organized, with a strange sense of balance and harmony.

"Tsk, it's interesting..."

The above two contradictory statements with mixed praise and criticism are also from Philip's mouth. It has to be said that the eyes of the Wolf of the Imperial Capital, with a flower name, are still quite vicious. Although he frowned in shock after being impacted by the novelty in front of him, he soon recovered and vaguely figured out the charm and beauty from it. It is really extraordinary.

"It's really interesting." Mandel nodded on the side. However, his focus was not on the overall decoration design in the store, but on some details, such as the arrangement that is different from an ordinary tavern, which is placed at the wine rack counter in the deepest part of the hall. "Wouldn't you be afraid that any customers will leave after drinking?"

Philip chuckled and shook his head: "Ha, trust me, no one will do this stupid thing."

Mandel was stunned when he heard this. Then he thought of the terrifying identity of the owner here, and couldn't help but laugh at himself: "That's true, I think it's bad." Isn't it? If the owner of this strange tavern is really the master who dares to assassinate the pope, then he dares to escape here, but he really doesn't know how to write the word "death"...

The wine rack counter was said to be at the deepest part of the hall, but the area of ​​this weird tavern was not large, so it was only a dozen steps, and Philip and the others walked from the threshold to the counter.

But the bad luck was that there was a tough young man in gray waiting in front of them, not like a guest.

When he noticed someone coming from behind, the young man in gray subconsciously turned his head. He looked up and down at Philip's clothes and was stunned. Then he turned his head to look at the luxury convoy knight parked outside the door, and his brows frowned slightly.

At this time, "Sorry, little Kim, I've been waiting for you for a long time..." The wooden door behind the counter opened, and a figure walked out with a small cloth bag. He was also a young man, but he seemed to be more mature. The public had a faint smile called harmless humans and animals. As he was greeting, he turned his eyes and saw Philip and Mandel with a slightly raised face and looked at him. He was stunned. He instantly reacted and raised his eyebrows at Philip, the former, to show his greeting.

"Brother Tang, you are too polite, I haven't waited for a long time." The young man in gray who called Little Jinm had a familiar and kind attitude, and even with a faint sense of respect. After reaching out to pick up the small cloth bag placed by the young shop owner on the counter, he was stunned, "Well? Is this monthly money... more?"

"Not much, just make up for the money you owed last month." The young shop owner smiled and shook his head, "Little Jinm, why didn't you tell my elder brother about the increase in monthly money since last month? It turned out that you took the money yourself."

"Haha, did Brother Tang know about it?" The young man in gray smiled and scratched his head, instantly diluting his toughness, but his attitude was extremely firm and pushed the excess coins back. "It's okay, Brother Tang, you have been kind to my family. If you hadn't been to take my mother here to work here a few years ago, you always paid an excess commission and deliberately asked my mother to bring food back, I, little Jinm, might have starved to death on the streets... Now I come to you to collect monthly money, and I am already ashamed. My mother beat me several times for this and almost let me enter the house, so I really can't charge more money..."

"Okay, little Jinm, let you take it and take it. There are rules for helping you. Since you come out to do things, you have to do it in a bowl of water. This is the rule, and you can't be messed up." Shaking your head again, the young shop owner forcibly stuffed the money into the hands of the gray-clad young man. "And our town is not in a bad geographical location, so no one cares about it. The reason why we can be peaceful now is not that you rely on your daily patrol management to maintain order. So this money is what you deserve, and it has nothing to do with it... Well, if you really want to thank me, then come to me for more time and add some turnover to me, haha..."

"Uh, then forget it. I'm afraid that I'll be beaten again when I run into my mother... Moreover, brother, your place is good, but it's too clean and quiet. We are uncomfortable here, and we don't dare to speak loudly, and we don't drink well."

"Crack, let's fight against me today!"

"Haha, I don't have that courage. I mean, brother, you are taking a high-end route, and those who are entertaining are all wealthy businessmen and nobles. We are rough people, so...hehe..."

He waved his hand unhappily, "Okay, boy, hurry up and get out with the monthly money."

"Okay, okay, let's go now, let's go now..." He said that he was about to leave, but the young man in gray did not move under his feet. He glanced at Philip and the other two beside him and asked with a smile, "By the way, these two are looking at life, are they your friends with brother?"

The young shop owner glanced at Philip and the other two who had been standing and didn't say anything, and nodded: "That's right."

"Really?" the young man in gray asked, as if he had some meaning.

"Nonsense!" The young shop owner waved his hand again and said, "Don't worry, they are not here to cause trouble for me, there is no need to ask more questions."

"Oh, that's fine, I'll just ask." The young man in gray finally felt relieved when he heard this, "Then I'll leave first... No! Look at my mind, I almost forgot that I have something to tell you about."

"What's wrong with you today? Are you still going to end?"

The young man in gray scratched his head awkwardly: "Really, really... Well, I wonder if you have heard of Brother Tang. Recently, a new face of a gangster came to the town and acted very arrogantly."

The young shop owner turned his head and thought: "Are you talking about the people who are temporarily living in the south of the town?"

"Yes, it's them. I heard that they were bandits before, but now they can't make it anymore. In this group of gangs, they called the Heihu Gang. A few days ago, we asked our boss to come out for a conversation, and as soon as we opened our mouths, they asked us to give up half of the town... Haha, of course, they parted in disagreement. But according to their meaning, they didn't seem to want to stop. So brother, please be careful recently. If they dare to make trouble, you can send someone to notify me in time and I will bring people to clean up theirs."

"Okay, I'll write it down."

He waved goodbye, "Okay, I'll leave first, I won't delay you from entertaining friends, brother." He probably had to go elsewhere to collect monthly money. After saying that, the young man in gray would not delay any longer. He nodded politely to Philip and the others, and turned around and left in a hurry.

"Monthly money...protection fee?" When the gray-clothed young man who should be a gang member of the town disappeared at the door, Philip looked at the young shop owner with a strange expression, his tone was both contempt and incredible.

However, the young shop owner was extremely calm and spread his hands: "There is no way to spend money to ensure safety. Small business transactions cannot withstand the tossing."

"Pret! Keep pretending!"

The young shop owner shrugged without any worries, then opened the wooden door next to the counter and walked out, while he said indifferently: "Long time no see, Philip. I'm really surprised that you didn't die on a woman's belly."

Philip stepped forward and said, "I'm not sure that you were not burned to death. It's really... the gods don't open their eyes!"

"Ha, you guys' mouth... I still owe the same thing!"

"Each each other! Each other!"

With a bang, under the dim wall light, two figures hugged each other vigorously, hammering each other on the back, and making a thump like a war drum, as if they were going to hammer through it directly...

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Chapter completed!