"Although we were surprised and suspicious, we naturally had to do what the little master ordered, so we began to try our best to make trouble. But not long after we were struggling, the group of people rushed up and caught us. They were very good at it and had weapons with them!"

"We wanted to escape, but our physical condition was different from them, so we couldn't escape... Finally, they were tied up and dragged them out and beat them up, and even another brother was scratched behind his back. I ran back immediately with him on my back, otherwise he would really die..."

"Maybe it's because what we did in other taverns has not yet fermented, and the people in the tavern thought we were just gangsters who were making trouble and did not hand us over to the guards... Otherwise, we would have ruined the little master's big deal."

Sreta listened to the whole process and just nodded calmly, and she comforted the injured two people.

"You have a good rest, don't think too much... These days, without my instructions, you can't go out at will, and you can't go to those taverns to cause trouble and mess up..."

"We got it..."

Noqi, who was standing beside him, couldn't help saying, "Little master, why don't we go to that tavern again! We will definitely succeed when we bring more people this time!"

Sreta forced Nochi back with cold eyes.

Noqi is an extremely emotional person, and the reason why he stood up and said this was unwilling to accept it.

Sreta doesn't hate this kind of people, because this kind of people is very easy to control.

"Everything is based on my arrangement, do you understand?"

"Ming, I understand... I'm sorry, little master." Noqi lowered his head.

Sreta didn't say anything to Noqi, but just comforted the injured two more, and then took Erlan out the door.

Furious with the cold wind in Heinedu, Sreta couldn't help but calm down, but his boredom still couldn't dissipate.

Erlan couldn't help but speak: "Little master, your plan has actually been completed most of the time. Even if the tavern does not hire our guards, it doesn't matter..."

"I know." Sreta put his hood on again and said lightly: "Er Lan, accompany me to that tavern to take a look."

Seeing this, Erlan sighed in his heart and replied: "Okay, little master."

In fact, Erlan has always known that Sreta is a person who will not suffer any losses.

This can be seen from the beginning when smashing the hotel.

Before he was not a noble, he had already held a grudge in his heart. When his fist was big enough, he immediately turned around and took revenge.

People like this who will never let themselves suffer any losses are actually quite scary, especially those who are loyal to themselves.

Erlan wanted to persuade Sreta to stop because most of the plan was enough, so there was no need to continue to struggle with the tavern.

It’s not that Sreita’s small fist is not very powerful, but that Sreita’s small fist can only be waved on the table. It’s really hard for her to come forward to seek revenge if something secretly happens like this...

Even though Sreta issued an order in that tavern, the guards in the house could instantly flatten it, and the owners of the tavern and the workers could only watch and dare not resist.

But now, unlike in the past, Sreta's prestige in the capital is too positive, and things like this that harm her image really cannot be put on the table.

However, Sreta is not that big yet.

The tavern that defeated the slave man was in the south city, not far away.

Sreta, Erlan stood in the distance and looked at the tavern.

At this moment, two strong men stood at the entrance of the tavern, with fierce eyes and the cloak on their bodies could not cover up the rough muscles in their clothes.

The two of them searched each guest who entered the tavern with their eyes. As long as they met a few times or had a familiar look, they would let the guests enter.

If you haven’t seen someone who looks very unfamiliar with him, you will catch him and ask him. Only when there is no problem will the guests enter.

It is obvious that this tavern has learned about the troubles of more than a dozen taverns.

Sreta looked at the tavern in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing this, Erlan couldn't help but want to persuade: "Little master...will forget it?"

Sreta was silent for a long time, as if he had thought of something and sneered.

"Elan, this tavern feels well run."

“It’s really good…”

"I suddenly wanted to open a tavern."

The tone is a bit joking.

But Erlan knew that Sreta never joked...

She was stunned, wondering what decision Sreta had made in her mind.

"Let's go, let's go home." Sreta took a step, but before he could take a few steps, he suddenly turned around and sneered with Erlan: "By the way, you come to the building in Nancheng District again tomorrow and tell them that they should rest well in the afternoon and have work to do in the early morning!"

"Okay, little master."

......

In the early morning of the next day, Sreta and Erlan appeared in the building in the Nancheng District again.

Because of today's special nature, Sreta also deliberately took a break in the afternoon, which made her not sleepy at such a late time.

The two injured people have been placed near the fireplace to rest well. Although the injuries are a bit serious, it is only a matter of time before the physical condition is well maintained when the medicine is sufficient.

However, they knew that Sletta would arrange work for everyone to do later, but unfortunately they could not participate due to injuries. They felt very uncomfortable inside, and their eyes widened and looked at Sletta sitting on the chair.

Sreta closed her eyes and leaned against the chair. Because of her height problems, her feet were swaying under the chair.

Under her feet were a pile of wooden sticks and long sword daggers, which she specially prepared for Erlan.

Erlan stood aside and was a little worried.

Other slave men sat around Sreta, some of whom were closing their eyes to rest, and some looked at Sreta excitedly, waiting for her to say something!

The atmosphere in the building was a bit solemn, and the storm was about to be brought to the end.

It felt like the time was over, Sreta suddenly opened her eyes, her cute face showed a cold expression.

Sreta had just opened her eyes and kept paying attention to her slave men pushing her brothers around her. They knew that they were energizing these brothers who were closing their eyes and resting.

The slave men opened their eyes one after another and looked at Sreita sitting in the center.

Seeing everyone looking at her, Sreta sneered, and stood up and stood in the chair, just as she had spoken to these slaves for the first time a few days ago.

"Finally, the time is almost over."

"Maybe some of you have guessed it, what I want you to do today."

"But I believe you are also a little confused. Because if you go to the tavern to make trouble, you should go to make trouble when their traffic is the highest. But it is already early in the morning and the tavern is close to closing, and the effect of going to make trouble now will be greatly reduced."

"This time is different from the task I gave you before, this time it's not a troublestorm."

Sreta smiled sternly, and her whole face became darker.
Chapter completed!