Our family is in decline

Others gathered around, some even joined in, and found that there was no fooling around, it was all good grain.

The woman didn't really believe it just now, but now her frown relaxed and she showed joy.

Although I don’t know why, I can feel that the huge pressure accumulated on myself has been greatly relieved.

"How about it~ Are these grains real or fake?" Lance's sinister tone immediately reminded everyone present.

The appearance of food proves two things. First, Walter must not be dead, otherwise the food would not appear here.

The second is that the difficulties of the business group will be solved and the storm of disbandment will disappear.

For the women, both are good news, but for the capitulationists, both are bad news, because their behavior in siding with them just now has already caused them to withdraw from the business group to some extent.

Now that the business group's situation has improved, it is a slap in their face, and embarrassment is spreading among them.

But fortunately, York promised them that they could go to the other side. If the treatment remained the same, it would be fine, but they would just have to bear a bad reputation.

"Bring a bag of salt here." Lance raised his hand to signal, and soon the salt moved in front of him, reaching out and grabbing a handful to signal to the people around him.

"Have a taste. These snowflake salts come from the other side of the sea. This is the big business Walter is talking about."

Everyone also traveled north and south, and had seen good salt, but never seen this salt as pure as white snow. They all came over to taste it, with surprise on their faces.

"It's so salty. It's very different from ordinary salt."

"But it's not bitter or astringent. How do you make it?"

"..."

"So what if you bring a car over? There are only thirty cars here, and you can't even fill a boat..." York was still shouting, but he found that no one paid any attention to him.

Even the capitulationists focused their attention on the snowflakes and salt.

The appearance of this thing made them even more convinced that Walter was not dead, and even understood why he didn't come back.

If we can talk about snowflake salt, then the business group will have a better future.

What was more terrifying than contempt was ignorance. York suddenly realized that he was not taken seriously by that man at all.

In his eyes, all his actions are nothing but clown play~

The more potential the business group shows, the more it attracts the hostility of the capitulationists, because it has nothing to do with them and they become a joke.

"Hmph! Let's go."

York put on a tough posture, but he couldn't hide his cowardice in escaping. He turned around and wanted to escape from here first, secretly thinking that he would crush this hateful guy to death when he went back and brought in a backup.

But this was just his wishful thinking. Lance had no intention of letting them leave.

"Did I tell you to leave?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Leonard, who was standing on the outside, noticed the situation here and immediately shouted.

"Array up!"

The soldiers who were still driving the carriages quickly gathered in line and blocked the way out.

It may be that the order brought by the city gives them an illusory sense of security, or that the capitulationists urgently need to establish an external enemy to attack and rationalize their behavior in order to reduce the shame caused by their betrayal. It looks like nothing was done wrong.

"Who do you think you are? You dare to touch us!"

"Who gave you the courage to talk to adults like this?"

When Disma on the side heard this, he didn't tolerate him at all. He rushed up and punched the guy, knocking all his teeth out and spurting out blood mixed with saliva.

"Oh~ I told you not to be so violent." Lance frowned slightly and seemed a little dissatisfied. He waved his hand casually, "You know I don't like seeing blood. Drag him out and beat him again."

Disma didn't waste any time and grabbed the man's collar and dragged him out.

"Save me! York, save me!"

The man didn't expect such a situation at all. His teeth were knocked out with this punch. He didn't dare to think about what would happen if he was dragged out.

York was also panicked when he saw such violent methods. If you ask him to settle accounts, he will do it. How can he save him?

But he knew that he couldn't just watch and do nothing. These people were all his team members who had defected to the other side. They had just joined him here. If they didn't show off, they would probably be distracted.

In response, York could only stand up and question Lance with a serious look.

"Do you know that fighting is prohibited in the city, and if the Sheriff is alerted, you will not be able to get away with it."

"Then what?" Lance didn't care, not threatened at all.

This is just to deceive ordinary people. The order of this era is completely ridiculous. If those peace officers are really useful, they will not need to rely on gangs to maintain order.

Only wealthy areas are eligible to receive the services of the Sheriff, and not many people come back to a place like the Merchant Group Station.

"What are you going to do?"

"This is a city, you can't do this."

"Aren't you afraid of the Sheriff?"

"..."

Most of these people were businessmen, but they had no fighting ability. Faced with such a battle, they began to panic.

Especially listening to the screams in the background, the courage to stand in line began to fade away, and the mixed emotions of entanglement, depression, regret, and anger were like ants biting their bodies.

Yes, they were still angry. Angry York had been so arrogant just now, but now it was useless, putting them in such a dangerous situation.

They were even more angry that this person suddenly broke in and made them so embarrassed, but they didn't dare to show it.

York was also frightened when he saw this scene. He couldn't help but look at the guard captain Bill beside him, hoping that he could lead the guards to stand up and play their due role.

But Bill just relented. If those businessmen couldn't see it, couldn't he?

The people in front of me are completely different from the escort mercenaries and the like.

Although most of their faces were tired, the murderous intent revealed in their uniform movements, as well as the indelible blood stains on their bodies and spearheads, told them that these people had killed people, and quite a few.

They are just guards. Only those who have been guards know that guards cannot protect anyone~

Knowing that Bill could not rely on York, he showed off the businessman's face-changing skills and turned back to Lance with a humble attitude.

"Brother, is there any misunderstanding between us?"

"Ha! Misunderstanding~ Your matter is settled, now it's time to settle another account."

They were friends just now, but now they have become brothers, but his way of talking about relationships made Lance feel sick to his stomach.

"It's easy for you to leave. Just explain the problem clearly and you can leave."