After the rebirth of the villain, I accidentally greened the protagonist

"Eh? Second brother!? Why are your eyes so red? Why are your hands bleeding!?"

Naxiu pretended to be very surprised and asked.

Lance didn't want to pay attention to Naxiu and walked directly past him.

"Oh! By the way, second brother! I suddenly remembered that I'm here to pay back the money!"

Naxiu stood still, smiled slightly, and took out an extra large money bag from his storage bag.

Lance stopped suddenly when he heard this.

"Second brother, you borrowed 1500 gold before, and I won some yesterday, so I will return it to you."

Naxiu casually threw the extra large money bag on the ground.

He looked at Lance with a smile, his eyes slowly narrowed.

"You must be short of money now, right? My dear second brother~"

Chapter 54 Talon will rebuild your father's empire.But at what cost?

"Na!!! Repair!!!"

Lance jumped into a rage instantly, turned around and walked over, grabbing Naxiu's collar directly.

"Could it be you in the caravan!!??"

Lance's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth and questioned Naxiu.

"Caravan? What happened to the caravan?"

Natsu scratched his head suspiciously.

Lance stared firmly into Naxiu's eyes. Although he didn't have any evidence, he was 100% sure that it was Naxiu's doing.

Looking at the entire territory of Hayes Kingdom, among all the forces near the royal city Haiyin City, no one dared to oppose the Rogge family.

Apart from the royal family, the only person who can do this kind of thing and has a reason to do it is Naxiu.

"Master Lance, I'm looking for you."

At this moment, Dole suddenly appeared behind Lance.

Lance glanced at it, then looked at Naxiu again, and slowly loosened Naxiu's collar.

"I will never forgive you."

Lance gritted his teeth and said harshly, then turned and walked towards Hardy's room.

Naxiu raised the corner of his mouth, looked at Lance's downcast figure, and smiled slightly, "I'm afraid you have no chance."

Lance strode towards Hardy's room, he was already prepared in his heart.

The caravan accident is a major event that concerns the entire family, and my father will definitely be held accountable.

"Father."

Lance came to Hardy's room, tried his best to control his emotions, and said hello to his father.

Hardy was sitting at the table in the bedroom, still wearing pajamas, holding a teacup in his hand and drinking slowly.

"Where does your anger come from?"

Hardy said unhurriedly.

"Father, I...the caravan has an accident."

Lance bent over and said so.

"Why did the caravan have an accident?"

Hardy put down his teacup and looked at Lance and asked.

"Because...because..."

Lance hesitated and couldn't tell a reason.

"Why hasn't anything happened to the caravan under my command for more than [-] years, and yet an entire caravan has been wiped out within a year of being in your hands!?"

Hardy's voice gradually became angry.

"Father, it's my fault. I will be responsible for reorganizing a caravan."

Lance immediately admitted his mistake.

"It's not good to do things? Don't you realize the problem!?"

Hardy slapped the table and scolded.

"My Rogge family has a total of five caravans! The next caravan will be back in two weeks! If a caravan can be destroyed once, it may be destroyed a second time! No matter how many caravans you reorganize, it won't be enough. use!"

Hardy has a feeling that he hates iron and steel.

"I...I know, I will find the mastermind behind it."

Lance said with his head down.

"Think about who you offended!? How to solve it!? Now that things are going on, do you still need me to teach you these principles!?"

Hardy gasped in anger.

"Yes, I know how to do it."

Lance replied in a muffled voice.

Hardy stretched out a trembling hand, picked up the teacup on the table, and took a sip.

When Mandy's accident happened, it never made him so excited.

"In the future, you won't have to manage the caravan anymore."

After taking a deep breath, Hardy said coldly.

"No more managing the caravan!?"

When Lance heard this, he immediately became restless.

He suddenly felt as if the organs in his body had been taken away.

The shops in the black market immediately came to mind. Without the support of the Lance Caravan, where would they go?

"Father! You can't take back the caravan!"

Lance immediately knelt on the ground, "Father! I really know I was wrong! I will definitely try my best to recover the loss!"

"Recover the loss? Let's talk about it after you find the mastermind behind the scenes and resolve this incident completely! Let Naxiu manage the caravan temporarily."

Hardy said coldly.

"Na... Naxiu..."

The moment he heard the name, Lance felt like he almost threw up.

"Naxiu! It's Naxiu again!"

Lance, who was kneeling on the ground, slowly clenched his fists.

"Father! Don't you care about those people who are still running the old stores!?"

Lance suddenly stood up from the ground and looked at Hardy with blood-red eyes.

"I've said it ten thousand times! Don't tell me about them!"

Hardy was furious when Lance shouted.

"Don't you care about their lives!? Aren't they people from my black market!?"

Lance was completely upset and yelled at Hardy loudly.

"The market has its own rules! Natural selection, survival of the fittest! This era has thrown them away, I didn't choose to give up on them!"

Hardy jumped up, pointed at Lance's nose, and snapped.

"Obviously you refused to give them any resources! It was you who gave up on them!"

"Snapped!"

Hardy slapped Lance hard in the face.

Blood flowed from the corner of Lance's mouth.

"You...you...get out of here! I, Hadi, don't have a son like you!"

Hardy was panting angrily, pointing at Lance with a trembling hand and shouting.

Lance clenched his fists, looked at Hardy with gritted teeth, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned and left the room.

Hardy sat back in his chair, his whole body shaking.

"master!"

Dole hurried in, supported Hardy, and fed him water with a teacup.

Lance strode out of the house without any hesitation, and went straight to the night market in the west of the city.

He went directly to the teahouse where the Jiying branch was located.

"Is there no news of the person I want!?"

Lance looked at the staff at the front desk with bloodshot eyes and asked.

The lady at the front desk was taken aback by Lance's appearance, "You... Hello, guest, the department just received news today that the two killers above level 40 that you have reserved have been confirmed, as long as the commission is paid, they will Arriving in about a week."

"One week? How much is the commission?"

Lance gritted his teeth and asked.

"A level 42 assassin gets a commission of 112 million gold coins; a level 48 killer gets a commission of 186 million gold coins. A total of 298 million gold coins, minus the previous 10 deposit, still needs to pay 288 million gold coins."

The lady at the front desk took out a price list and handed it to Lance.

"288 million gold coins..."

Lance's face darkened.

He can't even make up 10 now.

"Is there any other way to pay?"

Lance asked, frowning.

The lady at the front desk narrowed her eyes and looked at the short-haired man on the other side.

The man understood and walked over immediately.

"Hi sir, eh? This is not Master Lance!? I am the person in charge here. What do you need?"

The inch-cut man greeted him with a smile and asked politely.

"I can't get the commission for the time being. Can I pay it in other ways?"

Lance asked again.

"Other ways? Master Lance, stop joking, the second young master of the Rogge family..."

"Don't mention the Roger family to me!"

Lance yelled and interrupted the inch-haired man.

The cropped man was a little surprised for a moment, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly, "Master Lance, if you are serious, we do have other payment methods."

"Say!"

Lance gritted his teeth and said.

The cropped man narrowed his eyes and looked at Lance, "You can choose to pay with limbs or organs."

When Lance heard this, his expression didn't fluctuate in any way.

He directly pulled out the dagger from his waist and chopped off his entire left arm without blinking.

Lance's arm fell to the ground, and blood splattered on the faces of the receptionist and the short-haired man.

"Is it enough?"