Night.

The moonlight shines on Eye Island.

The tide laps on the shore.

The bustling scene that was still there last night has turned into ruins.

Cries of mourning for the dead, desperate sobs, and angry curses sounded from time to time in the night, mixing with each other and shrouding the heads of the residents of Eye Island.

Tonight's Eye Island is full of bleakness and sadness.

The melee was over, and in the quiet environment, the pain from the bloody wounds seemed to be even deeper.

Not only the subordinates of Hutong suffered heavy losses, but many of the poor, free people, etc. in the territory were also looted.

Never underestimate the ability of pirates to loot, they are professionals in this regard.

Many families are also experiencing attrition.

In the melee, those who attack you with weapons are not only pirates, but also murlocs and even the human race themselves.

For the residents here, the pain caused by the loss of wealth is even more intense than the loss of life.

Because this is the parish of wealth.

People generally believe in the goddess of wealth.

In the teachings of the Wealth Sect, wealth is implicitly higher than everything. Just look at the lavish burial customs here. Even if you die, as long as you have money to accompany you, you will be happy.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is poverty.

Unfortunately, most people's lives are still there, but their money is gone!

Even late at night, there was still a crowd of people crowded at the door of the city lord's mansion.

Representatives from the five major chambers of commerce were crowded in front of the door, and behind them were a large group of people from small and medium-sized chambers of commerce.

They all came to see the city lord Hutong.

But was turned away.

"How many times have I told you that Master Hutong was injured and is recuperating. There will be no guests tonight." One Eye guarded the door of the City Lord's Mansion.

There were originally four silver-level officers under Hutong's command, but two of them were killed in the melee.

The pharmacist lost a thigh and fell asleep in the city lord's mansion.

Only one eye is left to support the scene.

The businessmen were furious!

"What? No guests? Are we guests? We are victims!"

"The representative of my family was killed by a beam cannon. Don't you, Lord Hutong, give you an explanation?"

"Do you think you can escape by hiding from us?"

"Our shops have been looted by pirates and murlocs, and nothing is left. Hutong is the lord and has the responsibility to protect us. Now that things are like this, we have to compensate!"

Some businessmen were questioning, some were yelling and scolding, and some were beating their chests and feet.

One eye has a severe headache.

He doesn't have much experience in handling this situation.

He didn't dare to be really violent with the people from the five major chambers of commerce. Their backgrounds were too deep!

The other small and medium-sized merchants actually cannot afford to offend one eye.

Eye Island is a commercial island. Once the people's hearts are lost, most of Huantong's foundation will be destroyed.

Today's melee has just ended. After being plundered by pirates, the reputation of Double Eye Island has been greatly damaged. Guests feel that it is in danger, so fewer people come.

Pirates come here to sell their stolen goods, which brings a lot of economic vitality. But during the next period of time, there will definitely be no crowds at the door.

Under such circumstances, if merchants leave in large numbers, how can Double Eye Island recover?

One Eye was helpless about the situation in front of him. He saw that the merchant was getting more and more excited and was about to attack the gate of the city lord's mansion.

At this moment, the door to the city lord's mansion suddenly opened.

A silver-level person walked out of the door.

It's the pharmacist.

The pharmacist looked gloomy and leaned on crutches: "Have you had enough noise?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and pulled the trigger.

An alchemical musket.

boom.

He shot and killed a businessman on the edge of the crowd!

For a moment, it was as quiet as an icicle.

The businessmen were stunned.

The pharmacist's murderous intent boiled over, and his eyes flashed with cold light as he scanned the crowd in front of him.

He was in a bad mood.

He was seriously injured in the melee, his thigh was obliterated by the beam, leaving a calf on the ground.

After the melee, the City Lord's Mansion was the safest, and he would recuperate here.

As a result, I was woken up by businessmen while I was sleeping.

The pharmacist took action with anger and frightened the troubled crowd in one fell swoop.

In fact, even one eye was stunned by him.

The latter stared at the pharmacist with disbelief.

Sometimes, pain and suffering really trains people.

Before the melee, the pharmacist immersed himself in research, obeyed Hutong's orders, was obedient, and was timid and afraid of death.

After the melee, he was seriously injured and survived. He developed his courage, adapted to killing, and became much more courageous than before.

The merchants were held in place, but they did not retreat.

The shock and fear subsided slightly, and many businessmen looked at the pharmacist with a cold expression.

Some of the chamber of commerce representatives among them were killed, but there were still three silver-level ones present.

Realizing that the situation might get out of control in the next moment, one eye's heart was in his throat.

But at this time, he heard the pharmacist say: "Did you see my injury? I'm in a very bad mood right now."

"Because I was hit by the beam cannon!"

"Of course, I know you feel equally bad."

"So, I give you a chance."

"Come on, come over here."

The pharmacist actually took the initiative to move out of the way, allowing the city lord's mansion to open the door in front of the rioting crowd.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. It is against the law to forcefully break into the city lord's palace! If you are killed by the garrison inside, your death will be in vain." The pharmacist continued to sneer.

Businessman, look at me and I look at you.

Still frozen in place, not moving.

The pharmacist sneered, not hiding the contempt on his face.

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance."

"I will leave you half an hour, and you can discuss how to attack the city lord's palace!"

"let's go."

The pharmacist gestured to one eye.

The two people just walked into the city lord's mansion, leaving the door completely open.

The merchants no longer had anyone to stop them, but they all felt at a loss.

"What do you say about this matter?" The silver-level member of one of the five major chambers of commerce frowned deeply, feeling that the situation in front of him was difficult.

"You can't forcefully break into the city lord's palace. Isn't this giving someone a handle?" Another silver-level person said.

"Then shall we continue to stay here?"

"Oh, it's all over. There's still a lot of mess at the shop that I need to go back to deal with. Regarding compensation, I believe Huantong will give us an explanation."

"Then come back tomorrow!"

Without anyone to raise the price, the troublemakers have no choice but to raise their own prices.

After everyone talked a lot, they all sighed, frowned and walked away.
To be continued...