Warlord of Chaos Chapter 113: Brave

"My lord, my lord Moxinke!" a voice called.

Moxinke turned around and saw two people following him, one of whom he knew was Justin from the Morgan Business Group. Justin's clothes were still so ordinary, while the other person looked much more gorgeous. Now that it was spring, he was still wearing a cloak made of feathers from the sparrow-feathered magic bird. Although it didn't match the solar terms, it was bright and , The colorful Huaguang can attract the attention of others, and also add a kind of noble temperament to him.

"My lord, I haven't seen you in half a month. You look more and more imposing." Justin laughed.

"Really? I didn't pay attention, I knew that my drinking capacity was getting bigger and bigger." Moxinke said with a smile: "When did you come back?"

"I just came back, my lord, let me introduce you." Justin turned his head and gave way: "This is the owner of our Morgan business group, Master Borg. Master, this is the one I often mention to you Master Moxinke."

"Hello." Moxinke greeted warmly.

"Hello." Borg said with a smile: "This is not a place for conversation, Master Moxinke, I know a very quiet hotel, shall we talk there?"

"What's so good about a hotel?" Moxinke said: "I happen to be going to a bar, how lively are we chatting there? We can also watch performances."

"The atmosphere in the bar is too noisy, Master Moxinke." Borg said with a smile: "I have something important to talk to you, so we'd better find a quiet place."

"That's it..." Moxinke hesitated for a moment: "That's fine."

Don't look at Moxinke who is sometimes confused. But I really want to play him as a fool, and the one being played is often the other party. The reason why he gives in is because he realizes that the other party has a lot of background. This is not seen from the clothes, but the attitude, the persistent manner!

Only people who think highly of themselves and are qualified to think highly of themselves. Will stick to their attitude. In fact, you can talk about it anywhere. But they have their own needs. But also to refute their own opinions. This is enough to prove Borg's status.

A moment. Three people walked into a hotel one after another. The area of ​​this hotel is not large. But it was kept very clean inside. And not a single one. Not even a boss. Obviously. Borg had prepared in advance.

"Let's talk. What's the matter?" Moxinke sat on the chair with a big grin: "Are you... asking me to protect your caravan again? Don't blame me for talking too much. We are all friends now. You always Buy food and clothing. How much money can you make? Why don't you sell them elsewhere?"

"My lord. We also want to. But..." Borg smiled wryly: "Hundreds of thousands of refugees are hiding in the west city. They have nothing to eat or wear. The city lord, Lord Winston, is so anxious that he can't sleep. As a businessman We can't bear to watch so many people suffer."

"So, are you buying food and clothing this time?"

"Yes." Borg nodded.

"Send it to Meilin New Village?"

"Yes."

"I thought it was a big deal. Follow the old rules." Moxinke said lazily, then suddenly remembered something. He slapped the table hard: "Don't tell me, you want to reduce the price?!"

Moxinke's eyes widened. As if looking at a sworn enemy, Borg was taken aback. Then Ninja couldn't help laughing: "My lord, you misunderstood, this time I am asking you to **** a convoy of more than one hundred carriages, how could we lower the price? Let's do this, two hundred gold coins, the old rule, pay half first , we will pay the other half when we arrive at Meilin New Village."

"I was shocked when I said it earlier." Moxinke muttered dissatisfiedly.

Borg was choked, who surprised whom? He originally wanted to talk to Moxinke in person, but seeing this extremely rude guy who only knew money, he lost all interest in talking.

"My lord, we have too much cargo this time. If every carriage has to be inspected... Maybe we won't go out until noon. It's too much time. My lord, can you discuss with those soldiers, Just try to get us through as quickly as possible," Justin continued.

"I came here just to say this? Isn't it just a one-sentence matter? Who dares to check Lao Tzu's motorcade?!" Moxinke said impatiently: "Is there anything else? I still want to drink What about."

"Hehe...Of course, who dares to make things difficult for you?" Justin laughed, then took out his money bag, carefully counted a hundred gold coins from the money bag, and put them on the table: "My lord, this This is your deposit."

Moxinke's eyes were bright, he reached out and swept the gold coins into a pile: "You won't give me that pocket? How can I get so many?"

"Ah... I was negligent." Justin hastily took out an empty bag and handed it to Moxinke.

Moxinke put all the gold coins in the purse, shook it triumphantly, and then stood up, but he seemed to have thought of something again, and his movements gradually slowed down, frowning: "That's not right..."

Borg was startled, and said with a smile, "My lord, what's wrong?"

"How many carriages are there in the caravan this time?"

"There are about one hundred and eighty vehicles."

"How dare you play me!" Moxinke slammed the money bag on the table, and the table was violently shaken a few times: "How many carriages were there in the convoy last time? You paid me a hundred yuan Gold coins, how many are there this time? You should pay me three hundred gold coins if the distance remains the same! Do you think I can’t count?!”

Borg couldn’t laugh or cry, but his heart was really relaxed, and some of the vigilance and doubts he had been maintaining all along disappeared. He was too lazy to negotiate with Moxinke, and he winked at Justin. Counting out fifty gold coins, respectfully put them on the table: "My lord, don't be angry, don't be angry, we are sloppy!"

"Justin. I tell you, your attitude is wrong! This is deceiving friends!!" Moxinke pointed his finger at Justin's nose and scolded: "Damn! No wonder everyone said You businessmen are cunning, that is, I, Moxinke, if it were someone else, wouldn’t you be able to hide it from me?!”

"My lord, don't be angry. Blame us, blame us." Justin apologized again and again: "So, my lord, these gold coins count as our compensation, is it okay? My lord, to be honest, we are really sloppy Now, and we really don't want to lose you as a friend!" After finishing speaking, Justin simply handed the money bag in his hand to Moxinke.

Moxinke took the money bag and weighed it. Only then did his face calm down, and he said in a low voice, "Are you still going out in the morning? Go to the south gate?"

"Yes, my lord."

"Same as last time, I'll wait for you there." Moxinke put away both money bags, and swaggered out of the hotel.

Borg looked at Moxinke's back. If he had known that this guy's character was so vulgar, he would definitely not have come. What a waste!

"A fool..." Borg said softly after Moxinke disappeared.

"Two idiots!" Moxinke said, showing a complacent expression: "I tell you. This time they sent a big man to contact me!" Things have been brooding.

"Borg?" Han Jin's eyes fell on Qili: "Have you heard of this guy?"

"Never!" Qili said bitterly: "If he stands in front of me, I really want to slap him! How dare you say that you are the owner of the Morgan business group!"

"Don't worry. You have a chance." Han Jin smiled.

"I've already checked. Last time someone was indeed buying a large amount of food and clothing, but this time. There was no fluctuation in the market at all, and they shipped it away. It must be something else." Lang Ning said slowly: "However... more than 180 carriages. Although the Ninth Town is a big town, the quantity of these goods is too large. The most strange thing is that not only food and clothing, but also other commodities Fluctuation, this is simply impossible!"

"So, what they want to transport away is the things that have been hoarded in the town, or the things that are hidden in the town." Han Jin said lightly: "I think it's time to do it this time, you guys What about it?"

"I support your opinion." Lang Ning said. Since learning about Han Jin's past, his attitude towards Han Jin has changed greatly. He respects Lei Zhe because of his friendship and the past, and he respects Sunier because of a sympathetic affection. Now I respect Han Jin because he knows that if it was him at that time, it would never be possible to think so long-term. The almost abnormal layout ability is not only admirable, but also awe-inspiring.

"You said..." Han Jin hesitated: "Do those guys have anything to do with Rudolph?"

"What can it have to do with him?"

"Why didn't such a thing happen when Rudolph was here? Why did they rush to send the goods away once Rudolph died?" Han Jin said: "At that time, Lei Zhe should have arrested Rudolph first, and shouldn't have killed him so early. Drop him."

"Rudolph is the commander of the cavalry after all, if you don't kill him, other accidents may happen." Shanier shook her head and said: "What you said... it should be just a coincidence."

"I don't think it's a coincidence ~IndoMTL.com~ Han Jindao, of course, he is not sure, this is just the result of reasoning, and other results can be deduced, he just thinks this is the most likely, Then Han Jin changed the subject: "Let's split into two groups tomorrow. Me, Moxinke, and Lang Ning are responsible for impounding their convoy. You guys are responsible for finding out where the goods came from. "

"There are so many goods, they need to use a large number of people to carry them. In fact, they can also check now. There are more than 100 carriages. They always need a large place to stop, right? Lei Zhe can do this kind of thing by himself. "Xianier said: "I'd better go help you."

"No need, isn't a cavalry brigade not enough to deal with them?" Han Jin laughed.

"Let me tell you, no one is allowed to rob me!" Moxinke gritted his teeth and said, "Leave those two guys to me! Especially that Justin!"

"It's best not to hurt them first, there are a lot of things we have to get out of their mouths." Han Jin said softly.

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