The scale of the Gray Shadow Black Market is not small, it is larger than the small towns in Sean's original Panda Territory. However, it is naturally not comparable to the later Void City, after all, it is a large city that can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.

But at this moment, the entire gray shadow black market was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

Although the ventilation system has obviously been greatly improved, the smell of blood has not been dispersed for a long time. Especially the street that was once the most prosperous and prosperous in the entire gray shadow black market, not only did it have a disgusting smell of blood, but it was even much colder than other places.

It was the chill of the dead that had not yet dissipated.

The Thundercloud Chamber of Commerce's base camp in the Gray Shadow Black Market, including deacons, merchants, guards, miscellaneous servants, and other members of all positions, were all slaughtered by Sean's order.

It was a bloody killing.

Under this naked iron-blooded suppression, the survivors of the other chambers of commerce did not dare to resist at all, so when Alfred once again came to the door with the soldiers of the Thunder Lion to count and confiscate the materials in the inventory of these chambers, none of the chambers dared to resist.

Of course, with the cunning nature of a businessman, it is inevitable to cooperate openly and secretly do such things.

Under normal circumstances, a lord like Sean who has already achieved the advantage of completing the victory will usually choose to turn a blind eye, after all, this is also one of the rules of the game.

Only this time, Sean didn't.

In other words, if it weren't for the Thundercloud Chamber of Commerce to lead the resistance and the response of these chambers of commerce, Sean might really turn a blind eye. But since he had already chosen to slaughter the Thundercloud Chamber of Commerce, it was naturally no longer possible to let these chambers of commerce go against the grain.

As a result, the slaughtered chambers of commerce soon had several more.

Perhaps it was this massacre that finally made the merchants and guards feel that their lives were low, and soon a movement to flee began to be organized. But for Sean, who has already blocked three entrances and exits. Of course, he couldn't let these people escape, so Sean didn't care who was on the run, and the measures he took were still no different from his previous actions.

Slaughter.

Or a naked slaughter.

Soon, people began to call Sean a tyrant in the Gray Shadow Black Market.

Tyrant Sean.

This is Sean's second unofficial name since the Miracle Lord.

But thanks to the appearance of this nickname, at least no one in the Gray Shadow Black Market dares to go against Sean anymore.

……

Standing by the window, watching the bands of Thunder Lion soldiers guarding the various intersections of the street, and then constantly moving out the various materials that the Chamber of Commerce still stored and did not have time to transport to the headquarters, Wilson must be false if he said that he did not envy it.

As the owner of the Gray Shadow Black Market, he was very aware of the market price of these material resources.

Again, he knows better. According to the rules of these chambers of commerce in the gray shadow black market, the goods are delivered once every six months. But because the war between Sean and the Hastings started so quickly and ended so quickly, the cargo here was piled up for more than eight months, which is almost equal to the volume of two shipments.

That's not a small amount.

But no matter how envious you are. Wilson also did not dare to fight the idea of these goods. In Wilson's opinion, there are probably only seven empires on the entire continent that dare to fight the idea of the Chamber of Commerce Alliance. Of course, now there's one more tyrant Sean. Connelly.

Wilson felt. This title is indeed suitable for Sean.

Because Sean gives Wilson the feeling that he is a beast that does not follow the rules, he always has a way that others cannot understand to completely destroy the established rules of the game, and then establish his own rules of the game on top of these broken rules, and force others to follow them. Of course, in Wilson's view, this approach is not magical or special, to put it bluntly, it is a dual policy of carrot sticks and salute before soldiers. It's just that because the person who made this rule is of very low status, this practice seems a little strange.

A baron wants to set the rules of the game, which is simply impossible in the entire Miracle Continent.

But in reality, it's not just happening now. And no one dared to resist.

Because those who dare to resist have already turned into corpses.

"You've been put on the table, Mr. Wilson." Rohm, from the Kingdom of France, let out a chuckle with a bit of schadenfreude in his eyes.

For the previous owner of the Gray Shadow Black Market who rejected his offer, it would be impossible for Rom to say that he didn't mind, just as Wilson didn't envy Sean for swallowing this shipment. But like Wilson's scruples, he Roma. Nomir for Sean. The lord Connery also had deep scruples - after seeing Sean's treatment of these chambers of commerce, he was now deeply afraid.

So he didn't dare to laugh at Sean, it didn't mean that he didn't dare to laugh at Wilson.

"It's not a set." Wilson withdrew his gaze from the window and said calmly, "From the moment I accepted his offer, I knew there was no turning back. ”

"But you certainly didn't expect him to carry out such a complete slaughter of the Chamber of Commerce Alliance." Rom sneered, "Even the people of the Seven Great Empires don't dare to do this, this lord is tantamount to completely tearing up his face with the Chamber of Commerce Alliance, and the Principality of Lane can't protect him." ”

"Do you think he really needs to rely on the Duchy of Lane?" Wilson glanced at Röhm and let out a chuckle, "I finally know the reason why you have a title of earl but can't become a lord of the field. Even if someone like you gives you a piece of territory, you will soon have to sell it. ”

"What do you mean!" Territory is Rohm's pain and his weakness, and Wilson's words make his face look ugly.

Wilson sneered, but didn't say anything.

Rohm's strength is really good, and he can become a high-ranking golden powerhouse at a young age, which is enough to prove that his talent is very strong, or his bloodline is good. But unfortunately, after all, not every genius is an all-round genius, so Roma's political philosophy and sense of smell are very bad, which is why the Nomir family has not arranged a territory for him for a long time, because a political idiot like him and someone who does not have the slightest ability to manage the territory is in charge of a territory. The whole territory will only get worse and worse by him.

Just then, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Wilson was slightly stunned for a moment, then reached out and rubbed his face, trying to squeeze a bright smile out of his face, before he spoke, "Please come in." ”

Seeing Wilson's movements, Rohm was stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood who was coming in.

As he had guessed, when the door to the conference room opened, the first to walk in was the lord he feared.

Sean. Connelly.

Then there was Robert, Wilson's left-hand man, and Rena and the other guy who made Roma just as fearful.

Butcher Croft.

The kingdom of Dabion does not know Sean well enough. But this does not mean that the same is true of other kingdoms and nobles.

At least, Rohm, who was born in the Nomir family, knew that in addition to the two feared generals of Alfred and William, Sean's command also needed to be paid attention to, and that was the head of the Cecilia Guard. Also known as the butcher's Crof.

If Rena, Cecilia and Sean themselves are the iron triangle that makes up the strongest individual strength of the entire Panda Leader, then the iron triangle in terms of military is Alfred, William and Clov. and not Alfred, William and Anno as the kingdom of Dabion believed.

Perhaps no one in the kingdom of Dabion knew how terrible Dorcrof was. But Rohm knows absolutely the truth.

Because of the original operation in the Wild Lands, there were sentinels belonging to the Nomir family. Although he didn't know much about it, he was very aware of the military strength of Cloff's sweep of several trade points in the Rift Valley in one fell swoop at the beginning of the war, so he naturally knew the origin of the nickname "butcher". At that time, the Nomir family had done sand table deductions, and finally came to a conclusion. With the same number of troops, none of the Normir generals would be Clov's opponents.

It is precisely this discovery that the Nomir family attaches much more importance to Clov than the kingdom of Dabiang.

At this moment, Rohm's heart was truly shocked.

Cloft the Butcher, Alfred the Lion, Sean the Tyrant, as well as Rena, Cecilia, if one more William is added. Then the two iron triangles that constitute the strongest military power of the Panda Leader are all in place.

However, at this time, neither Sean nor Wilson and the others cared about the existence of Rom - with the strength of Rom as just a high-ranking golden powerhouse, Sean did have the qualifications to despise him, so neither side noticed the change in Roma's expression.

The moment he saw Sean appear, Wilson had already made an exaggerated appearance and greeted him: "Lord Sean, your personal visit really flattered me." ”

"Hehe, Mr. Wilson, you are also the Lord of the Gray Shadows, and I must visit in person as a sign of respect." Sean smiled and Wilson hugged each other.

Lord of the Gray Shadows!

Hearing this, Rom's pupils shrank again.

Wilson, on the other hand, was filled with indescribable ecstasy.

The previous Wilson, although he could also be called the Lord of the Gray Shadow, was only a self-proclaimed name after all, and he had to be called so if someone else gave him face, but in fact it did not benefit at all, just like a nobleman who only had a false name and no territory or real power. But now that the title is shouted out of Sean's mouth, the meaning is completely different, which means that at this moment Wilson is getting a kind of "official" recognition.

Of course, this official refers to Sean's side.

But as long as Sean is alive and his territory has not been lost, or this Forest of Gray Shadows is still within Sean's territory, then he is the real Lord of Gray Shadows, and the entire Forest of Gray Shadows is under his jurisdiction. And this means that from now on, he no longer needs to look at the face of the Chamber of Commerce Alliance, and he can even become one of the makers of the rules of the game in one fell swoop.

And the scope of application of this game rule is naturally the entire Forest of Gray Shadows.

Perhaps others can ignore him, but anyone who wants to find materials that can only be produced in the Forest of Grey Shadows must follow the rules of the game he has set.

Lord of the Gray Shadows, that's what Sean gave Wilson.

He is not just a promise and honor, but more of a practical benefit!

However, it is not without its price.

The price Wilson needs to pay is to completely offend the Chamber of Commerce Alliance, and when he chooses to accept the honor of "Lord of the Gray Shadow" given by Sean, it means that he chooses to surrender to Sean. At this moment, his interests are completely tied to Sean, so in the face of the upcoming war in the Kingdom of Dabiang, he cannot choose to stand idly by, but must aid Sean.

Because whether Sean is dead or defeated by the kingdom of Dabion, it means that his title of "Lord of the Gray Shadows" will once again be an empty title. Maybe even die here due to the revenge of the Chamber of Commerce Alliance.

Therefore, Wilson and Sean's hugging each other is not just a polite act of etiquette.

More of a covenant of offensive and defensive alliances.

It is also a covenant between the two game-makers. (To be continued......)