Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 216 Chapter 216

A middle-aged man walked into the room, bowed his head, and politely thanked him: "Your Honor! Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to see me."

In the royal city of the Kingdom of Wright, an old man in decent clothes sat in his office and looked at the middle-aged man who walked in.

"My time is precious." The old man sat on a chair that was at least twice as big as his body, holding a beautiful fountain pen in his hand, and said while looking at the other party.

"My uncle is your best friend, so I'm here to ask for your help." The middle-aged man put a money bag on the old judge's desk respectfully, and closed his mouth.

The old judge glanced at the money bag, and his tone was obviously kinder: "So, how can I help you? Tell me."

The middle-aged man immediately opened his mouth aggrieved, and mentioned a name that made the old judge a little afraid: "You can't even imagine what kind of changes Datang Group has brought to this world! Yes, changes! What it brings, Far more powerful than guns, cannons, trains and ships."

"Huh?" The old judge leaned on the back of the chair, looked at the resentful and eloquent man in front of him, and dragged his long voice in confusion.

The middle-aged man continued to speak, talking about the news he had inquired: "In the entire Bunas, [-]% of the people work for the Datang Group, and the old ladies sweeping the floor there are all members of the Datang Group."

"Every morning, the whole city would seem to come back to life. Countless workers walked out of their houses and went into the factories of Datang Group to work." He said, a little digressed.

He doesn't care though, because he gave the bribe, so it's his time to complain.He had bought this time, so he had the right to squander it.

I just heard him continue: "Every machine there is running non-stop, and it will stop only when it is broken... Then, a few workers will repair the damaged machinery immediately, and then the work will continue, and the production will continue for a while." don't stop."

"There has never been a city that operates so efficiently, and no one has increased production to such a high level." The more he said, the more frightened he was, the more he felt as if he was facing a giant that blocked the sky.

"Datang Group is the largest industrial production organization in our kingdom..." The old judge nodded and said, "What does this have to do with the problem you want to solve?"

"Have you ever been to Burnas? The chimneys there are denser than the forest, and the black smoke there has never stopped. If you look carefully, you can clearly see the tumbling smoke from the chimneys by the moonlight Get out!" As if recalling something, the middle-aged man's beard was trembling slightly.

After he finished speaking, he was silent for a few seconds, then looked at the old judge, and came to a conclusion: "Before the emergence of the Datang Group, everything was so primitive. Compared with now, you will find many things. shouldn't exist."

Compared with Datang Industrial Group, his small workshop cannot be called a production organization at all. His small workshop is a waste of labor...

The two sides are not on the same level at all, as if a little white rabbit is facing Crusu.

"Some things, as long as people are not blind, as long as someone looks casually, they will feel creepy! Datang Group is ten times, a hundred times more terrifying than we expected! Even a thousand times and a thousand times!" He stood up suddenly Come on, walked in front of the old judge and said excitedly.

He lowered his voice and pointed in the direction of the door: "Think about it! What was the underground gray industry built by the hooligans hired by Cyric before? Compared with the silver fox from Bunas, it's just like playing house. Home is no different."

"Cyric just organized gangsters, and they trained these gangsters into an army! They have guns, organization, discipline, and even faith...Damn it, can you believe it? The bastards in black top hats and Bonas suits with pistols pray to Tang Mo's family emblem every morning!" After he finished speaking, he even took a breath before calming down his breathing and heartbeat.

He thought back, and thought of those cold, horrible-looking faces of those who had visited his house that night, who had said they wanted to buy his property.

As he talked, he even started to get excited again: "He turned the gangster into...the gangster! Yes! That's the word! This damn word comes from Bunas!"

"Those former gangsters are no match for this regular army! Do you know who they are? They kill people without blinking an eye, and they can gather people for half a block if they disagree." He said , while waving his arms, one can imagine what a huge negative impact the conversation that night had on him.

But he really had no choice, because the other party hadn't acted yet, and he hadn't even said a word of cruelty.It's just that the oppressive feeling brought to him by the other party made him feel like there was a sharp long sword on his neck.

"If you reason with them, they will threaten you. If you use a knife, they will use a pistol. If you take out a pistol, they will blow up your house with explosives..." He was afraid, and muttered in a messy voice.

"What do you want me to do?" the old judge asked calmly.

"Protect me...please. Get those villains out of the place where we live..." the middle-aged man begged.

The old judge met the other party's gaze, and said calmly: "But, as far as I know, they are not overbearing in their business."

The middle-aged man was taken aback, and then had to explain: "This is the most troublesome thing. They have guns and money. No matter what I do, I can't compete with them."

"I know their people, I know their style...have they...give you a choice?" the old judge continued to ask.

In fact, of course he understands the behavior of Silver Fox Company. Most of the time, the other party is law-abiding and seems more approachable than those bastards of the Cyric Consortium.

Only when they can't handle things with money, they will use some extreme means, but they will do things very beautifully, and they will have an explanation to everyone.

As a judge of Wangcheng, he appreciates this style of behavior very much, because he needs a power in the dark to help him stabilize the dark side of the entire Wangcheng.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man answered with some trepidation: "...I have."

He also heard that the old judge in front of him, a well-known fair judge, actually had a good relationship with Silver Fox Company, so he had already started to think about whether he should change his attitude.

The old judge continued to ask questions, with a vague smile on his face: "Can you tell me?"

"They hope to buy my workshop with 3000 gold coins..." Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the middle-aged man spoke truthfully.

"Do you have any dissatisfaction?" The old judge continued to ask, "How much do you think your broken workshop is worth?"

"..." The middle-aged man was silent - you have said that, what else can I say?You all said that my workshop is a broken workshop, of course it is not worth much...

The old judge was not in a hurry to speak, and he waited for the other party to recover, before continuing: "You also know that the Datang Group is behind those people in Silver Fox Company, and you also know that they can't afford to mess with them, so you think I'm just helping you catch them?" If you kill a few idlers, they will let you go?"

"..." The middle-aged man knew that what the other party said was true—even if the judge gave him a fair ruling, he couldn't keep his workshop...

The judge waited for a few more seconds, and waited for the other party to come to his senses again, before continuing to speak: "I can help you talk to them, 3150 gold coins, I want to get 25 gold coins as a reward."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." The middle-aged man nodded immediately, as if I had resigned to my fate.

"Okay, he's gone." After seeing off the middle-aged man and closing the door, the old judge looked at another door that was opened on the side and said.

"Thank you, my lord." The man in a black Bunas suit and top hat nodded slightly in thanks.

"This is the last piece of land. You always tell me, what are you going to do after buying such a large piece of land?" The old judge looked at the speaker from the Silver Fox Company and asked curiously.

"We are planning to build a horse farm in Wangcheng." The speaker did not hide anything, and replied directly.

"Horse farm? Are there any profits for you to raise horses here?" The old judge asked with a puzzled expression.

"It's not just about raising horses, it's also about racing horses, and it's not just about racing horses, you can also bet on horses." The man representing Silver Fox Company, or the Datang Group behind Silver Fox Company, explained with a smile.

"You guys are really good at playing. I can't handle this kind of thing alone." The old judge reminded.

"Don't worry, my lord, His Majesty the King owns [-]% of the shares in this project, and you, Your Excellency the Prime Minister, everyone... can also share [-]%." The man is no longer proficient at this method.

"Before the construction started, you took out [-]% of the profit and divided it?" The old judge thought for a few seconds, looked at the other party and asked expectantly, "How much do you think you can earn from horse racing?"

"I don't know exactly how much, but... your profit, it's about a thousand gold coins a year." The person in charge replied with a smile: "If the operation goes well, maybe in the future, you only rely on this With only one item of income, you can let your sons live a good life for a lifetime."

"...I will let him move out as soon as possible." The old judge, who understood the meaning of chic, was silent for a long while after roughly calculating, estimating the speed at which his sons spent money, and then said.

(End of this chapter)