"Sir, Sir!"

Jack carefully called Dean, who seemed to be contemplative. Although Dean was thinking during this period of time, Jack wanted to escape, but the corpses of Basum and Sidli on the ground made him wisely choose to give up; the former's corpse once again showed Dean's powerful strength, which was far from him; and the latter forced him into a desperate situation: apart from choosing to cooperate with the person in front of him, Jack could not think of any other way.

As for going back and begging for mercy to the original boss, "wild fox" Mitt?

Jack, who killed his own people and betrayed the other party, can be sure to wait, and only the torture he loved by his boss.

What's more, the pain in his body made Jack have no choice - he doesn't want to die yet!

Therefore, at this time, Jack can only hope that the adult in front of him can fulfill his previous words.

"Good job! This is the antidote for the past six months, open your mouth!"

Dean, who came back to his senses amid Jack's call, threw the things he had prepared long ago to the other party's open mouth - his antidote was just a random thing, and if he didn't watch the other party take it, Dean could not feel at all; after all, although there were not many wizards proficient in refining medicine, there were also many.

And the appearance of any one may break his lies.

Before completely taking over the power of the "Wild Fox" Mitt, Dean did not intend to let the lie be revealed.

That's right, Dean had already figured out the purpose of Jack, who would have been silenced by him - whether it was the smuggling passage or some of his men walking in the shadows, Dean needed to take over the power of the "Wild Fox" Mitt; of course, it was not enough to rely on him and Jack now.

Some careful planning is needed.

And because of this idea, Dean slowed down in the subsequent conversation: "Jack, take out all the things you bring!"

"Okay, sir!"

Jack, who had just escaped, had no idea that he was just glad that he had temporarily escaped from the threat of **; however, when he thought that it was only half a year, facing Dean's order, Jack, who was born as a robber, became more and more respectful.

Under Dean's order, Jack ran very quickly for about twenty yards. After searching carefully for a long time, he picked up the sword in his hand and dug it out. Obviously, the robbers who came to Kwun Town were very careful and knew how to hide those shameful things.

As for digging with a long sword, what is the meaning of insulting the sword?

Jack, who was born into a robber, couldn't care so much. He was not a knight. He only knew that his hand was injured, so digging with a sword was more labor-saving.

"Sir, we are all here!"

After five minutes of digging, Jack brought a box that was slightly larger than the previous cash box. Seeing Jack's difficulty, Dean estimated that the weight of the box was much heavier than what he saw; of course, this also proved that it was valuable.

"Search carefully and bury them. Remember to dig the pit a little deeper!"

Dean, who lowered his voice, ordered Jack again. Although the latter wanted to complain that his continuous excavation consumed a lot of energy and needed a rest, facing Dean's dark and deep eyes hidden under the hood, Jack cleverly chose to remain silent and began to drag the two bodies to the place where the box was dug out before.

Undoubtedly, this robber wanted to expand on the basis of this pit; at least, this would save him some effort; he would not be exhausted because he did not complete the orders of the big man behind him who feared him.

After all, he had no way to guarantee what the other party would treat him if he did not complete the order.

Seeing Jack expanding the pit again with his sword, Dean didn't say anything - his intention to let the other party leave, burying the corpse was just an excuse, more out of caution; you should know that he used this "distracting" method to kill Basum who was better than him; Dean was unwilling to follow in Basum's footsteps, even if the other party was very docile and respectful.

Bang!

The bronze lock quickly twisted under the blow of the hilt of the long sword and broke away from the lock - it was obvious that the four robbers, including Basum, did not have a key on them, and the existence of this lock was to show sincerity, the sincerity of the "wild fox" Mit.

Dean could guess that the key that could open the lock was in the hands of the big man who was about to trade and form an alliance.

However, I'm afraid this "wild fox" Mitt did not expect that his subordinates would completely destroy his plan, and even he was hanged on the top of the city - yes, from the beginning to the end, Ruman Bola from the Emerald Capital was just a fat sheep targeted by a robber who was looking at money.

As for the person whom Mitt wants to trade?

Of course, Dean had some speculation - you should know that in Yorkshire, there were definitely not many people who could be favored by the "wild fox" Mitt, who was far away in Vaubonshire. It just so happened that according to Dean's memory, there was such a Knight Town; or... Knight Town is the other party's territory.

The second son of the Marquis of York was in charge of the two major and six small parts of the entire Yorkshire, two of the eight lords of Dren York, and the town of Horn was only one of the four towns of the other lord except the town of Tiko.

Dean remembered the second son of the Marquis of York in his previous life. During the First Blood Moon War, the cavalry of the Kingdom of City broke through Yorkshire, which was regarded as the northern barrier by the Emerald Kingdom in less than three days. This second son of Yorkshire made an indelible contribution.

Of course, it was not a rebellion, but just a fight between the eldest son of the noble and the second son.

Unfortunately, the King of Siti directly seized the opportunity and entered the Emerald Capital in one fell swoop, starting the first Blood Moon War of the Emerald Kingdom.

Therefore, Dean had no favoritism for the second son of the Marquis of York this time, and it was not too much to say that he was disgusted.

So, when he picked up the letter on the top floor of the box and confirmed that his guess was not wrong, Dean snorted coldly.

The whole letter did not contain too much content. Most of them were the zealous flattery of the "wild fox" Mitt. They only proposed the "smuggling route" in the last part - although it was only a few strokes, anyone could see the importance of it, and Dean was no exception; not to mention that Dean came for this.

The wealth generated by this smuggling channel is immeasurable, especially for Dean, that it wants to participate in a war and change its direction. The most basic thing is Kimpton. Only with Kimpton can he have equipment, weapons, and soldiers.

Of course, some arrangements are necessary to truly ‘own’ this smuggling channel; first of all, the informed ‘wild fox’ Mitt must die!

As for how to kill the "wild fox" Mitt, Dean already had a very good idea and a ready-made candidate; therefore, at the next moment, Dean looked at Jack, who had just completed the burial mission.

"Sir, please give me instructions!"

When Ye Qi's eyes came, such greetings sounded immediately - although the fatigue of his body made Jack want to sit down and breathe heavily, when he saw Dean's gaze, Jack subconsciously stood up straight and asked respectfully.

"There's one thing you need to do...what do you think of Mitt?"

Dean said in a low tone, considering his words.

"Boss Mitt is very awesome... Of course, you are the most awesome!"

Jack couldn't figure out what Dean's question meant, he just answered instinctively, but the robber did not forget to add at the end - almost everyone knows what kind of things like flattery and flattery are self-informed, and this robber is no exception.

"What if you let me replace it?"

Ignoring the other party's poor flattery, Dean's eyes hidden under his hood were staring at the other party silently.

"What?! Me, I...he, he..."

Jack subconsciously exclaimed, and then hesitated and couldn't speak.

"Do you want to? You know... there are only one chance!"

Dean asked, and kept putting pressure on Jack.

Sweat overflowed from the robber's forehead, a dense layer. The lips that had been dried up due to fatigue became increasingly chapped, making Jack unable to help but stick out his tongue and lick it. His breathing began to be rapid, and the sudden heat in his heart made his voice tremble.

"Think, think!"

Jack said so.
Chapter completed!