"There's nothing to be embarrassed about." Gale patted Tang Jiumin's shoulder heavily: "Friend, this is an investment."
"Who knows if you will be nearby when our caravan is ambushed by bandits in the future? If you are, won't my two boxes of goods be fine?"
Tang Jiumin immediately replied: "Of course, it is necessary to cause trouble for the two guns. At least scare them."
The caravan group laughed and were amused.
Gal even said: "Isn't that right? From now on, it will be you, my friend, who will help shoot the robbers next to us, so I must treat you to this meal. Don't refuse."
"We go out to do business, and this little money is nothing. To be honest, the money you spend for a meal or a glass of wine is nothing compared to the goods we lost."
"The most important thing is to make friends, don't you think?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Gal directly raised his head and greeted the counter: "Daniel, hurry up and add food and wine. I will pay for it. Don't rob me. I must treat him to a good meal."
When the food and wine were served on the table, Tang Jiumin devoured them again. After he was full of wine and food, he patted his belly hard and expressed his gratitude to the caravan happily.
"Thank you so much. Just watch. I will definitely patrol the town and kill a few more werewolves. I will treat it as thank you for this meal." Tang Jiumin patted his chest and promised.
"No matter how powerful those werewolves are, facing so many bounty hunters like us, how can they make a difference? It will be a matter of time before they are killed."
"It's no problem at all, kidding."
At this time, Tang Jiu Min's cheeks were slightly red and he was a little drunk. What he said made everyone in the caravan around him couldn't help but laugh.
If werewolves were really as easy to kill as described by the gunner brothers, then there wouldn't be many people lost every year.
However, neither of the two bosses exposed Tang Jiumin.
There are many bounty hunters and gunmen in the Center Tavern on the night of the blood moon. Most of them like to drink, and when they get high, they like to brag.
It's nothing to be ashamed of, we all do it, men.
Those who drank more dared to say that they had killed dragons before.
Not only did Daniel not dismantle Tang Jiu Min, but he also jokingly agreed.
"Then let me wish you, little brother, to kill more werewolves. After all, as long as you kill one werewolf, you can get a lot of bounty from the mayor."
"Oh, boss, don't worry, I can kill at least three! Come and treat the people in the tavern to drinks..."
"snort."
A snorting and disdainful voice reached Tang Jiumin's ears. He looked drunk and immediately turned around to look at the sound and found a man sitting alone at a small table in the corner behind.
There was nothing else but a tall glass of bad beer on the table.
The wine was almost gone, with only some left at the bottom of the glass. The man sipped the rim of the glass while observing the people in the tavern.
A very strange person.
Wearing a dark black hat and a mask, his entire face was covered, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.
The moment Tang Jiumin turned his head to look at the other party, the other party instantly turned to look at Tang Jiumin, and their eyes met.
Although he couldn't see what the other party looked like, Tang Jiumin could see the contempt for him in the other party's eyes.
Because of your bragging just now?
Tang Jiumin observed the other person carefully and found that the weapons this man carried were different from other bounty hunters. Most of the bounty hunters he saw so far had one or two revolvers, and some also got a shotgun.
But for the man in the corner, there was a revolver on the other side's table, and a shotgun hanging on his right waist.
Are you used to close combat? Why else bring a shotgun? Those bullets aren't cheap.
Tang Jiumin realized that this person was special, frowned and thought for a moment, silently taking note of the other person's attire.
Then, when Tang Jiumin turned around, the pensive look on his face instantly disappeared, and instead showed a drunken smile.
Two completely different people.
"Here, have a drink!"
I drank a few more sips of wine with the caravan owner Gal. Everyone in the caravan was in a good mood, and everyone seemed to start chatting about their experiences on the road.
At this time, Tang Jiumin finally found the opportunity to speak and started to get down to business.
"Boss, it's the night of the blood moon, and the werewolves are about to appear. Why are you still staying in the desert and not looking for a chance to leave in advance?"
"You are too arrogant..."
The last sentence was muttered.
When Gal heard this, he immediately waved his hand. He and Tang Jiumin drank several drinks in a row and became a little drunk.
"Friend, you won't understand at first glance. Don't worry about the blood moon night and werewolves. As long as there is business, our caravan will naturally be there."
"Ah?" Tang Jiumin didn't seem to understand.
"Did you know that Yuehow Town doesn't look big, but business is easy?"
Tang Jiumin thought for a while, then lowered his voice and asked, "If your entire caravan is willing to come here to do business even at the risk of the blood moon night, it seems that the profits must be very considerable."
"That's right, but everyone in the town basically knows about this matter, but you don't know, this is your first time coming to Yuehow Town?" Gal looked at Tang Jiumin, a little funny.
Tang Jiumin was shocked, and he was sensitive to the emergence of information, but when faced with other people's inquiries, he shrugged.
"That's not true. It's just that I don't come here often, and I'm a bounty hunter. It's better to pay more attention to these bounties and study the bounties."
Gal showed a look of understanding.
Too.
As the gunman said before, it can actually be seen that he doesn't have much money and is busy doing tasks to earn bounties, so it's normal not to pay attention to these.
"As long as our caravan has time every year, we will do business back and forth between Yuehow Town and other cities. The profit from each trip is so great that no one can refuse."
"What on earth are you selling to make so much money?"
"Antiques, curios, and some decorations."
Then the caravan boss pointed to a bag next to him, which contained a lot of jewelry and gadgets, each of which looked exquisite and in extraordinary condition.
"These things? How much are they worth?" Tang Jiumin asked again.
"You don't understand this. You may not know that the most valuable business in Yuehow Town is not minerals, furs or the like. After all, those businesses exist elsewhere, and those things are even abundant in many places."
"The most famous thing here is the mayor's business. He has an antique shop under his name that specializes in selling imitations of this kind."
Tang Jiumin always looked confused.
Seeing his blank reaction, Gal explained in great detail.
"Don't underestimate these things. What if ordinary imitations can make us a lot of money? It's impossible. Because the imitations sold in his shop are all the best among the best!"
“This antique shop knows more about these things than many excellent collectors. Many so-called collectors are only good at collecting and appraising antiques. Unlike here, they can completely reproduce these old objects. "
"Just like these, they are all replicas of handicrafts that have appeared before. If you ask other collectors to come over, the most they can do is to make them look similar in appearance, but the internal structure is completely different from the previous ones. And the imitations here in Yuehow Town The quality, even the internal structure is extremely consistent.”
"That's amazing." Tang Jiumin showed an expression of surprise and expectation.
"It is said that all of this is under the guidance of the mayor, who is extremely knowledgeable about the history of the entire wilderness." Gal couldn't help but sigh: "There are rumors that he has been exposed to these things since he was a child and was once a descendant of a certain family in the wilderness. "
A descendant of a certain family? The mayor of Moonhowl who knows the history of the wilderness?
Tang Jiumin frowned slightly, feeling a little strange, but he replied: "Yes, it's amazing..."
At this moment, there was a noise near the door.
The door of the tavern was suddenly pushed open, and a group of police officers who had been seen at the alley walked in carrying revolvers.
Tang Jiumin raised his eyes and looked slightly stunned.
What are they here for?
Obviously, this group of people did not come in casually to drink and eat. As soon as they came in, they waved to the tavern owner and motioned for Daniel to come over and talk.
Daniel stepped out from behind the desk.
Talk to both sides.
As Daniel stepped forward, everyone in the tavern heard the Sheriff's intention.
One of the sheriffs pulled out a picture with a human face on it, and he was pointing at the person on it.
"This is a wanted order. The wanted criminal has entered our town. Daniel, have you seen this guy?"
After that, before the boss could answer, the Sheriff held up the wanted poster and displayed it in the tavern.
"And everyone, if you see the person on the wanted poster, you must tell us as soon as possible."
Daniel stared at the wanted poster carefully, feeling particularly puzzled.
"When did there become such a most wanted criminal?"
"Sir, look over there."
"My center tavern is the largest tavern in the town. People come and go, and the flow of people is very large. In order to ensure everyone's safety, I regularly hang portraits of wanted criminals on the wall in time for the convenience of all who come to the tavern. Guests see it.”
"I've posted all the wanted orders over there, but this wanted order... when was this wanted order issued?"
"This one is different. It is a wanted order issued by the mayor himself." The Sheriff took back the wanted order and looked at it dissatisfied: "Why, is it possible that the wanted order issued by the mayor is different from the ones hanging on your wall? Are you planning to distinguish them? treat?"
"Ouch!"
When Daniel heard this, he immediately slapped himself and stepped forward quickly.
"No, no, no, that's not what I meant. I am the one who responds most actively to the mayor's call. I just saw a wanted notice that didn't exist before, so I couldn't help but ask more."
"Bendis! You blind person, why don't you go hang up this wanted poster!"
The Sheriff relaxed a little, snorted coldly, and handed the wanted warrant to the guy who was coming from the side.
The other party trotted to the wall and pasted the wanted poster in the most conspicuous position.
When Daniel saw the wanted poster hung up, he turned around and kept rubbing his hands and laughing.
"Sir, these days are special. You also know that there are many gunmen in the town. Even if I stare at the door all day, I may not be able to see through it."
"Who knows where the wanted criminal has gone. Even if he came to my place, he certainly wouldn't have stayed for long. Otherwise, he would have been too conspicuous. I would have written it down long ago."
Hearing this, the Sheriff took two steps forward.
He stood at the front of the tavern and glanced around from left to right, searching for wanted criminals in a way that he thought was very careful.
But soon he discovered that most of the people were wearing headscarves, and some were wearing masks. It was impossible to see clearly what everyone looked like.
The Sheriff couldn't help but take another two steps forward.
However, he suddenly stopped, because he thought that these people in front of him were bounty hunters, and the wilderness gunmen invited by the mayor would probably die in the battle with werewolves in the next few days.
Compared with wanted criminals, they are not officially pursued enemies, but in a sense they are also a group of desperadoes.
If you force them to take off their headscarves or masks at this time, it is likely to anger them.
Most of these guys were drunk, so they probably wouldn't mind trading their lives with these vigilantes.
Forget it...not worth it.
Compared with this group of people, my life is much more valuable. The mayor's order has been notified, and it will not be too late for them to conduct a thorough investigation after the blood moon night.
"It seems that he is indeed not in the tavern." The Sheriff said: "Boss, you have to pay close attention. Once you see him, tell us as soon as possible. This is an order personally issued by the mayor, and it is for all of us. Safety."
"I understand, sir, don't worry. I will pay attention and report to the officers immediately if I find anything."
The tavern owner quickly assured him, then turned to tell the waiter beside him: "Bendis, send some officers quickly and bring some wine from the back to quench the thirst of the officers."
On the other side, when Tang Jiumin was talking to the Sheriff and the boss, his attention was not entirely focused on these two people. Instead, he imitated the Sheriff and scanned the entire tavern carefully.
The Sheriff didn't even see if there was a wanted criminal. Could it be that Tang Jiumin could tell it with just one look?
Coincidentally.
Before the Sheriff arrived, Tang Jiumin had paid very close attention to the mysterious man who had expressed disdain after hearing him boast about killing werewolves.
At this moment, Tang Jiumin followed the way of the police officer and looked around, subconsciously looking at the other person first.
Even after several subsequent observations, Tang Jiumin subconsciously glanced at the other party several times.
Something interesting happened.
From the moment the Sheriff entered the tavern, the mysterious man who had been observing the surroundings suddenly became nervous, his eyes darted around, and he even lowered his head slightly and stopped looking at others.
And when the sheriff took two steps forward, the mysterious man's right hand touched the revolver on the table.
Tang Jiumin understood.
It seems that the wanted criminal who the mayor personally issued a warrant for is the man who just heard his bragging and showed disdain.
The tavern owner actually helped the other party for the sake of business and mud. Otherwise, if he really wanted to investigate, the other party might not be able to run away.
"Excuse me, I saw someone I know." Tang Jiumin said to Gal.
"Okay." Gal was looking at the Sheriff, his eyes fixed on the door, and he responded when he heard the words, not paying much attention to Tang Jiumin's movements.
So, Tang Jiumin picked up a glass of wine that he had not yet started to drink, pretended to be casual and slowly approached the corner, walked up to this mysterious man who was covered up tightly, and put the wine on the table in front of him.
