It is completely different from those fat ordinary nobles. Baron Mills, the only heir to Duke Xuessa, is as thin as a rugged skeleton. His skinny figure looks like a wind, and his awl-like horse face is bloodless, but his slightly narrowed triangle eyes are full of arrogance and domineering expressions. Even when looking at people, he raises his chin high and sweeps coldly from the corner of his eyes.

"So, you two are the escapees of the Golden Chamber of Commerce?" After listening to the butler's report, Baron Mills stood up casually and looked at the idiot with the sarcastic look of looking at the idiots. "It's really interesting. I heard that you expressed your extreme dissatisfaction with me in public?"

I don't know anything! Lin Taiping looked at the row of gallows attentively, as if he was interested in studying the operating principle of this thing. However, Mr. Crent couldn't help but tremble slightly, and quickly squeezed out a bit of a pleasant smile and explained: "No, no, Baron, you misunderstood. We did not intend to offend you. We just wanted to see you as soon as possible, and hoped to..."

"No need to explain, I'm not interested in listening." Baron Mills waved his hand lazily, then turned to look at the armed soldiers beside him, "What are you waiting for? Send them to the gallows and hang them with the black merchants. Remember not to let them die so quickly. I'm happy to spend a few hours admiring their painful struggles on the gallows."

Yes, a group of armed soldiers bowed to take the order and rushed up viciously. Mr. Crent was anxious. He didn't know where the strength came from, but he broke free from his bondage and screamed with a pale face: "No. No, Lord Baron, please listen to me to say a few words. We are here to negotiate, and we are here to negotiate with you on behalf of the Gold Chamber of Commerce."

"Negotiation?" Hearing this word, Baron Mills, who had already turned around, suddenly raised his hand to signal the armed soldiers to retreat. However, he looked at Mr. Crent with a sarcastic look. "Well, can I understand that you finally decided to surrender and tell the origin of those medicines and comics?"

"This...this..." Mr. Crent secretly glanced at Lin Taiping. He really didn't know what to say, so he could only squeeze out a little smile and said, "Sir, respectful sir, please listen to me patiently. Regarding what happened some time ago, maybe there may be any misunderstandings in it, so we came here this time just hope..."

"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?" Baron Mills interrupted him directly. He touched his chin with a smile without a smile. "There is no misunderstanding, there is no misunderstanding at all. Simply put, you have made too much money, which makes me very upset, so I decided to turn your money into mine, that's that simple!"

It's so straightforward! Lin Taiping was solemn and thought that it's rare to be so straightforward bastards these days. But Mr. Crent was stunned and speechless. The whole lot of words he had prepared were gone. Well, everyone has already made it clear that he was going to confiscate your house. If you explain it, you have another use?

"Yes, I just want your money, all the money." Baron Mills smiled even more unscrupulously, his slightly narrowed eyes full of greed. "In addition, your pharmaceutical business and comic business will all belong to me from now on. If you don't want to die, just hand over the channels obediently, do you understand?"

Too much, it's too much. Even in the face of the threat of death, Mr. Crent couldn't help but tremble all over when he heard such a rude robbery. However, Lin Taiping suddenly coughed lightly and looked up at Baron Mills very seriously: "Dear Baron, I don't understand a little. What makes you feel that our chamber of commerce is destined to be unable to resist?"

"Resist? Resist?" It was like hearing the ridiculous joke. Baron Mills couldn't help laughing. Then, under the protection of several armed soldiers, he strode directly to Lin Taiping, and looked at his prey with a sarcastic look with his condescending and fierce look.

A few seconds later, he suddenly stretched out his skinny skinny, patted Lin Taiping's left face gently, and grinned with a grim smile: "Interesting, very interesting, little white-faced, do you want to know what I have to rely on? Then I will tell you that I have 3,000 armed soldiers, 500 demon wolf knights, and twelve medium-sized warships that can fire at any time. Is this enough?"

It's enough, enough. Lin Taiping was very satisfied with this. He was happy to talk to an arrogant maniac. He didn't need to induce him at all. He just found out the other party's trump card. How great would it be if Duke Xuesai was as stupid as his son?

"So, what else do you have to say?" Baron Mills grabbed Lin Taiping's collar, and his slightly narrowed triangle's eyes were filled with vicious threats. "Little white face, my patience is limited. I will give you a minute to consider, either hand over the channels for medicines and comics, or just hang them on the dock and dry them together, do you understand?"

I don't understand, I don't understand at all. Lin Taiping blinked innocently, saying that he didn't know anything: "Pharmaceuticals? Comics? What is that? I'm just a choreographer, who is responsible for wiping tables in the chamber of commerce. I haven't heard of what you said at all."

Very well, Baron Mills stared at him fiercely, and suddenly showed a very vicious smile: "No problem, I don't think you need to understand anymore. Come on, send these two gentlemen to the gallows and let him and his companions go to hell to have tea slowly."

There was no need to say anything more. A group of armed soldiers had already rushed up viciously and dragged Lin Taiping and Mr. Crent to the execution platform. Poor Mr. Crent struggled and screamed, but resistance was useless. In just a few minutes, the two of them were already wrapped in ropes and stood in a row with those black merchants who enjoyed the same treatment, waiting for the last moment to come.

"Then, for the sake of respect, I plan to send you on my own." Baron Mills walked onto the execution platform with a grim smile, and gently placed his hand on the mechanism that launched the hanging. "Gentlemen, I will give you a last chance. If anyone intends to confess now, I will consider giving him a chance to become my faithful servant."

I really wanted to confess. A group of black merchants looked at each other with pale faces, but because of the magic contract, he could not speak at all. Only Mr. Crent was struggling desperately there, and his fat body almost knocked down the gallows: "No, no, you can't treat me like this, this violates the law, this violates..."

Don't be stupid. Lin Taiping looked at him speechlessly, thinking that the Baron would definitely say- "I am the law!"

Sure enough, the next moment, Baron Mills smiled word by word: "Law? I am the law! Idiots, let me educate you. In this world, all the principles and laws are false. Only strength determines everything. Do you understand?"

I understand, no matter whether others understand or not, Lin Taiping understands it completely. Not only did he receive the education sincerely, but he thought about it and asked, "That means, whoever has the biggest fist will master the truth?"

"That's right!" Baron Mills looked at him with a sarcastic face, and his thin palm that held the mechanism suddenly exerted force. "So, poor yellow-skinned monkey, you and your companions, let me die obediently. Who told me to have a good father, who told me that my fists were hard enough, who told you that you were just a group of powerless ones..."

boom!

In an instant, a huge shield full of barbed hair suddenly whistled out of the void. Amid the collision of metal and flesh, Baron Mills covered the split nose bones, flew backwards like a kite with broken strings, and hit the nearby gallows. A shrill scream echoed in the air, and he could not struggle for a moment.

This scene came too suddenly. Until Baron Mills hit the ground heavily, the armed soldiers around him did not react. A large group of people were stunned and turned their heads in a daze, looking at Lin Taiping, who was still tied up in various ways.

"It's not my business, he said it himself. Big fist is the truth." Lin Taiping blinked innocently, but raised his head with a smile and looked at the empty air beside him, "Heiyan, is your fist big enough?"

"Make it, but my shield is big enough!" A fierce grinning sounded out of nowhere. As everyone was stunned, Black Rock waved the huge dark granite shield, and stepped out like a roar like a hill. The hideous face covered under the armor slowly opened a bloody smile.

I saw the undead! Where did this guy come out?

Hundreds of armed soldiers were gasping for air, almost subconsciously retreating and then retreating. However, at this moment, Baron Mills, who had just been smashed to pieces, suddenly jumped up almost madly, and roared with a twisted face: "Damn idiot, what are you waiting for?"

This roar finally made the dumbfounded armed soldiers react. In an instant, accompanied by the sound of the golden iron of the sword, the black crowd rushed up like a tide, and in a blink of an eye, most of the entire execution platform was submerged. Several soldiers rushing in front even raised their swords and slashed Mr. Crent who was struggling on the gallows.

With a bang, Heiyan raised the giant granite shield in time and knocked away five or six soldiers unreasonably. Lin Taiping pulled out the knife to block the rope around Mr. Crent's neck, and threw the knife to the surrounding black merchants. In less than a moment, most of the black merchants broke free from the gallows, picked up the long swords that the soldiers fell and retreated.

"Want to leave? It's not that easy!" Baron Mills covered the broken nose and roared in anger. Driven by his madness, more armed soldiers rushed to the execution platform frantically, almost completely submerging the black rock that was alone. "Kill them and kill the damn little white face for me. I want him to regret coming to this world!"

Well, why do I get called every time?

Lin Taiping sighed helplessly, grabbed the trembling Mr. Crent, and staggered back with a group of black merchants. At this moment, murderous armed soldiers flocked to him. Looking at the cold swords shining with the light of death, the only thing he could do was to raise his left hand in a very bad mood, and then-
Chapter completed!