Chapter 67: Crossing Classes
Du Lang was holding Joe hostage at this time, he was holding a knife in his hand, and he was holding Joe's neck from behind, facing the position of the major artery, and with a slight stroke, he could return Joe to the arms of death.
The boss was held hostage, and the villains did not dare to act rashly, so they quickly put down the crossbow.
Joe was shocked and covered in cold sweat, although he was also a person who licked blood from the knife when he was young, but after his power gradually grew and stabilized, the matter of fighting and killing was basically handed over to his subordinates, and he would not do it himself.
After neglecting the front line for such a long time, and having not experienced the feeling of life in the hands of others for a long time, he unconsciously began to tremble.
He spread his hands and said kind words: "My friend, calm down, this can be a friendly negotiation, can't it?" ”
Du Lang took out a silver object the size of a grain of rice from his pocket and shook it in front of Joe: "See this?" ”
Before Joe could look, Duran had already thrown the silver object to the ground.
"Bang." With a loud explosion, it exploded into flames, and the smell of gunpowder filled its surroundings.
The alchemy of this world has been able to refine gunpowder, and the villains don't find it new, they just don't know what Du Lang is going to do.
Soon, Durang gave them the answer.
"Ugh." Joe only felt a sharp tingling pain in his neck, and Du Lang's sneer rang out: "This is something I bought from the alchemists of the Huff family, and now it has been injected into your neck." As long as I want, it will explode like it just now, not very powerful, but enough to blow your head off. ”
Joe's eyes darkened when he heard this, and he almost fainted, and he said in the softest tone of his life, "Don't worry, man, I won't stab you in the back, I swear." ”
Dulang pushed Joe out.
"Oh... The gods are above..."Joe subconsciously touched his neck, begging for the protection of the gods in despair, completely forgetting that he had just desecrated a nun last night, and he asked in a trembling voice, "This thing won't blow up suddenly, will it?" ”
Du Lang said lightly: "Don't worry, the alchemy of the Hitch family is of guaranteed quality." As long as you don't pinch and don't go to the doctor to do the surgery, it won't explode. When I'm done with Twilight, I'll take it out for you myself. ”
Joe wiped the cold sweat from his head, muttered a few times, and politely invited Du Lang to sit in his chair.
Joe winked at the thugs and asked them to drag the wounded down to deal with them, and then smiled politely: "This friend, it was just a kind joke, I welcome guests, especially rich ones!" ”
Du Lang: "Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, let's get down to business." Tomorrow's banquet held by the Chino administrator, I need 6 invitations, the flawless kind, can I do it? ”
Joe hesitated, swallowed his throat and muttered, "6 invitations... To be honest, it's a big problem... It's not that there's a problem with forgery, as long as you give enough money, I can even collect 6 real invitations from the nobles. ”
"However, each invitation for this banquet has a corresponding name, and there should be someone with the roster to check at that time, and the face, the name of the invitation, and the name of the roster can only be entered. In this case, it is useless to fake the invitation. ”
This information dispelled Du Lang's last doubts.
If the invitation to this banquet was nameless, he really had to think about whether it would be a trap.
The real-name system is as strict as it is now, and even the face recognition is reassuring.
Du Lang handed over a piece of paper and said calmly: "You don't have to worry about these questions, just make the invitation, and write your name on it." Remember, there must be no blemishes, and if it does, I guarantee your head will fly high. ”
Now that there is an explosive alchemy in his neck, and his life is in the hands of others, Joe can't do anything even if he has concerns, so he can only agree: "Okay, I'll take over this business." As for the remuneration..."
Durang took out a small cloth bag from his bosom and handed it over.
When Joe saw that the cloth bag was shriveled and unpresentable, he immediately sighed.
With such a little bit, even if it is all silver moon, it is not worth much, and I am afraid that this business will not be able to make oil and water.
Qiao took the cloth bag, opened it casually, and when he saw the 5 golden moon coins inside, the whole person suddenly turned pale, and hurriedly covered the cloth bag: "This?!" ”
Golden Moon ??!!
In the monthly coin system, 1 gold moon is equivalent to 1,000 silver moons! And you can buy military tube products that Yinyue can't buy!
What's more, the Golden Moon is not only powerful in purchasing power, but also the most honorable status symbol in the whole of Dogulland, and only provincial officials and members of the royal family can settle their salaries in the Golden Moon.
What kind of person is this Durang...
If it's just 1 golden moon, it may be a chance to get acquainted with a noble person and be rewarded.
But now Du Lang casually took out 5 golden moons, which shows that he is the real "Golden Moon class", and his status is probably not what he can imagine.
Qiao didn't immediately bow his eyebrows, and his humble expression overflowed: "My lord, if you took out this earlier, there would be no unpleasant scene just now, and I am willing to do anything for you." ”
Joke! Although Chino is the leader of Twilight City, how can the administrator of the Silver Moon class compare to the big man of the Golden Moon class?!
Du Lang raised his chin, and his breezy voice concealed majesty: "Let me tell you the truth, I am the Minister of the Royal Forest, and the new Chino administrator in Twilight City has a problem, and the royal family sent me to secretly investigate in civilian clothes." ”
"You just need to do two things. 1. Help me get the invitation ready. 2. Keep it a secret and don't tell anyone about us. When I'm done with the affairs of Twilight, I'll report your credit to the royal family, and I'll be rewarded when the time comes. ”
Joe urinated directly after hearing this.
Don't look at him in the slums of Twilight City, making money everywhere, kicking the door of this family today, robbing the daughter-in-law of that family tomorrow, on the surface he is majestic, as soon as the name of "Boss Joe" comes out, the civilians will flee for their lives in all directions.
But in reality, his position in Twilight is very humble.
He does have a lot of money, but it is all illegal income, and when he uses it, he is like a rat crossing the street, he needs to be careful everywhere, and no matter how great his influence is, it is only limited to the slums and cannot be spread.
What about having money? If you meet a city defense army casually, even if it is the lowest-level soldier, don't you still have to hand over a bag of monthly coins to make a good stutter and smile at the other party?
Not to mention the aristocracy, the people in the slums are nothing more than dogs on the side of the road in the eyes of the nobles.
Even if he is rich, he is just a rich dog.
This is unacceptable to the ambitious Joe, who desperately wants to get in touch with the big guys, change his lowly status, and no longer just a rich dog in the ghetto, but really enter the upper class of Doguland.
Today, fortunately, the royal family's royal forest minister came to the door in person, and he entrusted such an important event, which is a small life to take it!
Joe's whole person groveled, and his loyalty was overflowing: "No matter what you want to do, I am willing to follow behind you!" ”
Joe had a mini-bomb in his neck, and now he was successful again, and Durang was already convinced that the deal would not be known to outsiders.
Dulang and Joe confirmed some details, waited for more than two hours, and finally got the fake banquet invitation and left the slum.
Now that the net has been laid and the bait has been placed, it is time for the fish to take the bait.