"Gabriel, Fatty and Miller and I pretended to go into the store to move things, and then took the opportunity to go to the second floor. You'll punch the packhorse in the belly later and make it run away," Simon whispered, looking at Looking at the grain store merchant with a puzzled look on his face, he said, "Sir, I want to buy two more bags of dried meat."
Immediately afterwards, Simon called to Miller and Fatty twice, pointed to the store, and motioned for them to go there to get dried meat.
"Go up to the second floor." Simon whispered as Fatty, Miller and Simon passed by.
The fat man was stunned for a moment, but he understood immediately and continued to move forward calmly. But Miller's elm-headed mind actually subconsciously wanted to turn around and ask Simon what was going on.
However, the fat man behind Miller quickly stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder. He smiled and asked him to get the bag of good-looking dried meat in the corner, and then he carried Miller towards the dark wood. stairs.
"You guard the horse, I'll go see those two idiots who are clumsy at work." Simon pointed at Gabriel like an arrogant noble lord, and then walked into the dark grain store.
"You idiot, haven't you noticed that there are many guys dressed like thugs outside? Do you want to kill us?" Walking on the creaking old wooden stairs, the fat man patted Miller on the head and whispered scolded.
At this time, they thought Simon and the others were going to get the dried meat, but to their surprise, Simon and the others walked straight up to the second floor. The grain shop merchant looked surprised, pointed angrily at Simon and the others who were going upstairs and shouted, "Hey, you all give me this." Come down, the second floor is where I live, you are breaking into a private house! I am going to find the guards and arrest you all!"
"Go!" Gabriel punched the packhorse in the abdomen, and quickly ran into the grain store with the surprised eyes of the thugs who were getting closer and closer.
"If you don't want to die, call the guards!" Gabriel said as he passed the cursing businessman and rushed towards the stairs leading to the second floor.
"Hell, kill!" Seeing that Simon and the others had seen through his tried-and-tested trick, Komet was extremely angry. He immediately pulled out a rusty iron sword from his waist and shouted at these unsatisfactory minions.
"Hiss!"
The packhorse was frightened by Gabriel, raised its front hooves, neighed, and ran quickly along the street, knocking down a thug who tried to stop it into the mud and feces of the street.
"Help, help!" The grain shop merchant looked at the thugs rushing toward his shop with weapons raised. He was terrified, his lips twitched, and he ran towards the back door of the shop.
"Marcy, go and kill that damn businessman too. He must have gone to find the guards!" Kaumat said, pulling out a filthy flying knife from his waist and hitting the businessman's back fiercely. The ground was thrown.
"Boom!"
The flying knife was just stuck in the back door of the old grain store, trembling at high speed, but it really scared the grain store merchant who had already run to the back door. The businessman opened the back door tremblingly, and instantly disappeared from the sight of Kaomaite and Marcy who had chased him to the door of the grain store.
"Damn it! Marcy, it's up to you, kill him for me!" Komet was furious, like a Spanish bull that saw red cloth.
"Ahhh!"
At this moment, with a burst of miserable screams and the sound of objects rolling down, a thug who was hit hard by an ax on the head, with blood and brains overflowing, fell down the stairs and died at the bottom of the wooden stairs. At the feet of Komet.
"Go! Whoever can kill one of them, I will reward him with five Denier silver coins! The more he kills, the more reward he will get!" Komait was a little dissatisfied with those who saw the miserable death of their companions. The thugs who dared to step forward shouted, and the latter, inspired by the money, walked towards the dark and narrow wooden stairs with numbness.
"Hey, hey, Bichir and Bennett, what are you two damn idiots doing? Stop it!" Looking back, Komet saw that two thugs did not rush into the food hall with everyone. Instead, he rushed into a nearby shop and knocked down an innocent businessman, then grabbed the money bag from their waist and kept it for himself.
For a moment, pedestrians and merchants on the entire street screamed and fled in all directions. There was even a vendor who screamed and ran towards the distant street without looking back even though the fruits and groceries on his stall were scattered all over the floor.
After a while, only the thugs from Kaomaite in front of the grain store were left on the messy streets.
"We are from Malgande, and we just agreed to help. What we are going to do now has nothing to do with that damn Komet. He has no right to tell us what to do." The thug named Bichir didn't say anything. Ignoring Komaite's shouting, he thought disdainfully in his heart, with a bloodthirsty smile on his face, and stepped closer to the businessman who was wounded on the ground and slashed with an ax and was wailing.
"Ah, you, don't come here," the businessman in a white robe covered his right arm that was constantly spurting blood, and kept moving towards the inner room. The huge pain made his facial features twist into a ball, "I I just paid the protection fee to Vulture Domini this month, why is that bastard Komet still bringing you damn bitches to hurt me?"
"No, my friends, the vultures Domini and Komet feel that the protection fee you, a stingy guy, gave them is too small." Big Rock Malgand's men Bichir and Bennett said to the businessman that they thought they were vultures. Domini's men are very satisfied, so they can take advantage of the chaos and make extra money under the banner of Domini the Vulture.
"Queenie, take out the bag of money that the butcher just paid back in the inner room and give it to these two greedy bastards!" The injured businessman said to the frightened woman behind him at the door of the inner room. The latter finally reacted. Like a zombie, he mechanically picked up the money bag and threw it at the feet of the two thugs.
"Very good." Bennett picked up the money bag and weighed it with satisfaction, but under the extremely horrified eyes of the businessman, he raised his hand ax and slashed hard at the businessman's neck.
"No, ahhh!" the businessman's wife screamed in horror, completely unable to accept the scene of her husband's tragic death that she just saw.
"Dominy the Vulture taught us not only to make money, but also to kill people! Hahahahahaha!" The two thugs under the giant stone Malgand smiled at each other, turned their backs and fled out of the store, disappearing into the alley across the street. .
However, these were things that Vulture Domini's right-hand man, Komaite, did not expect or see. He just muttered and cursed the two guys who came to help but took the opportunity to make trouble and make money, and saw two more men die. In the corridor, he went upstairs to fight in person.
At this time, Komet was holding a dagger on the stairs to parry Miller's attack.
"Drink!" Komaite opened the sword that Miller was waving, and at the same time, he drew a flying knife from his waist with lightning speed and threw it at Miller who had not yet reacted.
"Hmm!" Miller felt a numbness in his abdomen, and was pushed back a few steps by the huge force. The severe pain that followed swept through him like a tide, causing him to collapse directly on the ground.
"Come on!" Komaite shouted excitedly. At this moment, Fatty was the only one left in the corridor on the second floor. Before Simon and Gabriel could fill the gap, he excitedly urged the young thug next to him wearing broken cotton armor to join him. dash forward.
"Don't, leave me alone, fill the vacant spot quickly. I'm wearing mail armor, so it shouldn't be a big problem!" Miller looked painfully and anxiously at Gabriel, who wanted to come up to check on his injuries. The latter nodded and just wanted to turn around. , but a short ax covered with mud came straight towards him.
"It's too late to block it." A thought flashed across Gabriel's mind.
But at the critical moment, the short ax was opened by a delicate dagger with a cold light.
Simon took advantage of the situation and grabbed the arm of the young thug who was holding a hatchet and wearing damaged cotton armor, pulled him into his arms, and stabbed forward fiercely with the other hand holding the sword.
"Bah!"
Simon's clean dagger instantly pierced the cotton armor and sank into the chest of the wide-eyed young thug. The other end of the dagger was poked out of the young thug's back. The originally clean dagger was now covered with hot blood.
But the fat man, who was competing against Komaite next to him, felt increasingly strenuous and a little unable to resist. He was even nearly injured by Komaite several times.
This guy named Komaite is obviously not simple. The dagger in his hand seems to have come to life, dancing in the air like a cunning water snake. The slightest carelessness will kill people.
"This bitch may have been a mercenary before. This is not a sword skill that a thug who lives on the streets can possess!" the fat man cursed. The narrow corridor made it difficult for the fat man who liked to fight in a wide-open and wide-open manner to use his hands and feet.
At this time, the crowded and dark corridor was filled with the smell of blood. The blood from the corpses of the thugs was flowing down step by step from the rotten wooden stairs, making the already damp and slippery wooden stairs even more slippery.
Some grains placed near the stairs on the first floor of the grain store were scattered everywhere, and some of them were stained with dark red blood and gray brains, mixed with feces and urine in the corners, and looked very disgusting.
The street outside the grain store was quiet and empty, except for the faint sharp cries of the merchant's wife in the shop not far away and the faint sound of the clanking of equipment on the guards running towards this side of the street in the distance.
Komaite messed up everything, or Gabriel's alertness saved everyone's lives.
If Simon and others hadn't relied on the narrow wooden stairs of the grain store to block the thugs' attack, they might have become corpses lying on the street by now, stripped of their equipment by the thugs and scattered in all directions.
"Komet, the guards are here!" A thug in the shop heard the movement in the street in the distance, poked his head out to take a look, and shouted in panic to Komate on the stairs.
"Ahhhhh, you bastards who deserve to go to hell, I curse you! Damn it!" Komet was so angry that he was so angry that he had to retreat under the joint attack of Fatty and Simon, trying to escape downstairs.
"Even if I don't catch this big fish, I can't be caught by the damn guards, otherwise what awaits me will definitely be the gallows in the town square!" Komet secretly gritted his teeth, but stepped on a puddle on the stairs. With blood on his face, he fell downstairs on his back like a heavy bear.
The thugs in the store were all good at escaping and profiting. After hearing the guards coming, they took advantage of the chaos and pulled out the dried meat and clay pots in the grain store, as well as some scattered copper coins under the counter, and then ran out. After entering the grain store, they scattered and fled, disappearing into the alley next to the street. So much so that when the poor and abandoned Komaite lifted up his broken body and opened his eyes again, he was the only one left in the messy grain store.
"These unscrupulous bastards!"
The dizzy Komait just wanted to pick up the rusty dagger that fell next to him, but his hand was stepped on hard, he was punched on the head, and he fell to the ground again. The smelly ground.
"It's over now."
