Zhang Heng's body flew out and knocked over a table. He lay on the ground for a while before getting up again. Whistling and booing from the drinkers came from around him.
The armorer of the Ranger moved his wrist, took a glass of beer from the hand of the waitress, and drank it down. At the same time, a hint of joking appeared on his face, "I'm sorry, you were there just now." What to say, the voice is too low and I can’t hear you.”
Zhang Heng was a little helpless. He had been seriously ill on the ship and lost a lot of weight. Although he has recovered now, it is not so easy to regain his strength. Now he is not comparable to the muscular man in front of him. Even when I first entered the dungeon, I was stronger than I am now.
Zhang Heng glanced at the old pirate on the side from the corner of his eye. The latter had already entered the mode of eating melon and watching a show. He was eating the roast pork on the plate and drinking wine. He looked extremely comfortable, as if he didn't care at all. Is it possible to get the 300 silver pesos back?
Zhang Heng stood up unsteadily from the ground, but before he could stand still, the armorer's fist had already hit him again. Fortunately, Zhang Heng avoided this blow with his flexible retreat, otherwise he might have I have to lie on the ground for a longer time.
After missing a hit, the armorer immediately raised his fingers provocatively at someone, but Zhang Heng was no longer polite and directly pulled out the short musket from his waist and pointed it at the opponent's chest.
There was a burst of boos in the tavern. Everyone was enjoying watching the fight. Unexpectedly, one of the parties did not play according to the routine at all. Upon seeing this, they immediately gave out continuous boos.
Facing the musket, no matter how reckless the Ranger's armorer was, he had to consider whether he could withstand the bullet. He spat on the ground, "Despicable!" This sentence resonated with many pure men. , the surrounding onlookers burst into cheers again.
Zhang Heng was unmoved. He was not here to fight in the first place. Since he could use the simplest method, of course he would use the simplest method to solve the trouble. In fact, if he had known that the muscular man was so tough, he would have done it before He put a pistol to the opponent's head and spoke again, but was thrown out by this guy before he could finish a sentence.
Facing the black hole of the gun, the armorer reluctantly took out his wallet from his pocket and threw it to the old pirate. The latter put down the knife and fork in his hand, opened it and looked at it, "Where is the remaining half of the money? "
"I only have so much on me, and I will give you the rest in three months." The armorer said coldly.
"Okay, but then add 50 more and it will be counted as interest." The old pirate wiped his mouth.
"Fraser, you're a fucking vampire!" the armorer shouted angrily.
"That's not what you said when you asked me to borrow money." The old pirate waved to Zhang Heng who was standing aside, "Good job, come over and have something to eat, and then we'll find the next person."
Until before sunset, Zhang Heng followed the old pirate Fraser to find four debtors. Three of them had recovered more or less, and the remaining one was with his crew, about ten or twenty people. Zhang Heng After careful consideration, he decided that it would be better not to die, and the old pirate did not embarrass him.
At the end of the day, Zhang Heng helped Fraser get 429 silver pesos, as well as an oil painting that was used as collateral. It was Leonardo da Vinci's "The Last Supper", but it was obvious at a glance that it was a fake, mainly because the painting was not After copying it, there were only seven of the Twelve Apostles, but Fraser seemed to like it quite a lot and used the painting for 20 silver pesos.
"Not bad, a little better than I expected, but your close combat skills are too bad. You can't even take down the stuff in the tavern." The old pirate was not polite at all, "It won't work like this. This is just the last resort. A few easy bucks, but the real trouble is still to come, maybe you should find a way to improve your strength in this area."
Zhang Heng frowned when he heard this, "Sorry, I remember our previous agreement was only for this one time. After this time, we will have no relationship."
The old pirate spread his hands and said, "I don't want to delay it for so long, but the problem is that you can't seem to be able to help me recover all the debts now, so we are now stuck in a dead end."
"How many debts have you let go?" Zhang Heng had an ominous premonition in his heart.
"You will know, but not now." Fraser grinned, showing a meaningful smile. As he spoke, he threw the smallest money bag over, "43 silver pesos, your reward today. , as I said, I have never been a stingy person. As long as you can help me get my debt back, I will give you one-tenth of it. This rule will not change in the future. Don’t worry, I won’t Don't worry, just wait until you come back from your next trip to the sea and come find me in that tavern."
After the old pirate finished speaking, he didn't care about Zhang Heng's reaction, and left humming a tune with his pirated copy of "The Last Supper".
Zhang Heng was a little surprised when he held the bag of money. Debt collection work can be complicated at the same time, and simple at the same time. Zhang Heng originally thought that Fraser didn't want to do it himself just because he was old, but with this money, he could hire a few A strong thug helps him collect debts. Although there is a risk that the thug will become jealous of the money, it is not unavoidable based on the latter's sophisticated calculations.
Zhang Heng was already sure that debt collection was just an excuse, and that the other party had other reasons for looking at him, but he didn't know why Fraser was targeting him for the time being.
Zhang Heng didn't like this passive feeling. After thinking about it, he decided to find someone to learn more about Fraser. He had asked several pirates on the ship before, but everyone, including the always enthusiastic Goodwin, had no idea. Frazier's name and past seem to be kept secret.
So this time he changed his target. Zhang Heng returned to the tavern on the west side of the city again. He was lucky. The armorer of the Ranger did not leave. He was still drinking there. He saw Zhang Heng coming back. Heng immediately became wary, "It's you again! Despicable boy, you've already taken all the money in my pocket, what else do you want to do?! It's best to get away from me before I change my mind!!! Otherwise, you'd better get away from me!" I'll take your head..."
His words stopped abruptly in the middle of his words, because Zhang Heng took out the short musket again, but at the same time, the latter also placed ten silver pesos on the wooden table in front of him and said straightforwardly, "Tell me everything you know about Fraser, and the money will be yours."
"Are you fucking kidding me? Aren't you with him?!" The armorer blinked. Considering his empty pockets, the money obviously made him a little tempted, but he was also right. Zhang Heng's words were somewhat doubtful.
"Whether you want to believe it or not, we are actually not that familiar." Zhang Heng said, but he didn't explain much. Now he is the one asking the question.
