48 Hours a Day

After Zhang Heng's words, it was quiet in the tavern, and all the previous laughter disappeared.

Blacktail snakes and dwarves, among others, took a breath of cool air and the patrol was too harsh to handle the cases that had already occurred, as no one cooperated with them in their investigation, but there was still the capacity to stop the crimes that were occurring.

At least on iron cuffs, after all, only some underage children are actually responsible for earning income.

And as Zhang Heng said, if they patrol on three streets with an iron heart, the patrol's twelve can leave all the thieves on three streets without business, and the iron cuffs and his men naturally lose their grains.

It's just, why does it always feel weird?

Yes, the group in front of the iron handcuffs is clearly a patrol, the law-enforcers in the area, but now they don't say anything about the law. No, it's supposed to say something about the law, but they actually use the powers conferred on them by the law to make a profit for themselves. They don't look like legal guardians anymore, just like the other gang forces in the area.

This isn't business, it's blatant blackmail.

Whatever vocabulary Zhang Heng used to modify their actions could not conceal their true purpose - the patrol was prepared to eat black.

Iron handcuffs, midgets, they have lived here for a long time, they are not new to things like risking my life, they are often required to pay some protection fees and donations in order to survive and not be annexed by other forces, but the problem is that the person who came to them this time is still a patrol.

For a moment, the minds of people like iron cuffs and dwarves all rose to the point that the neighborhood we live in has really fallen to this level? Even the patrols engaged in extortion as criminals and even rarely began to care about the spiritual building of the surrounding area.

The people in the tavern were all thoughtful and had not spoken for a long time.

And when God returns, people's eyes gradually gather on the face of the iron cuffs, obviously he needs to speak as the boss.

Iron cuffs, however, are now hesitant.

The patrol had been a mascot for a long time, and no one had cared about them or looked at them much, yet now it was this group of non-existent men who suddenly revealed their fangs and had to roll over the heads of a group of iron handcuffs, which made it difficult for people such as iron handcuffs and dwarves to accept emotionally and facially.

But the iron handcuffs also know that Zhang Heng is telling the truth. His business is quite special. Once the patrol is watched, it will be difficult for the thieves to steal any more money. Don't say that the patrol has deliberately targeted them. Even if they walk around on three streets, it will make it difficult for the thieves to steal. By then, their income will definitely be greatly reduced.

What do we do? Do it?

In terms of numbers, they dominated, even if not the thieves, the number of iron handcuffs under the patrol was twice that of the patrol, and there was no shortage of some good players, and the patrol side, apart from one Alice, was the shallow Oriental in front of him. If you do, winning should not be a problem.

But the question is, what happens next?

The patrol led by Alice, however embarrassing and wasteful it may be, is also a decent law enforcement officer in this place. If they get beaten up and humiliated, it will be certain, but will it attract more powerful guys? After all, the patrol is not the only team, but scattered all over the city, clustered together, and it is difficult to say if this place can be struck, but it is obviously no problem to go to flat iron cuffs for their little characters.

Iron cuffs are, after all, the bastards living in the slums, with limited vision and thinking, how do they know about the grudges in the patrol? Alice, they are on the brink of exile. Besides, if he knew, he would not have been able to beat up the reaction of Alice's other patrols. The problem even Alice herself did not know, and he would not have wanted to know, because most of them would have been dismissed.

Though their lives have been miserable enough, there is at least a meagre wage to feed themselves and their families, and if this job is lost, they will probably be completely integrated into the place.

So when the iron cuffs hesitated, they were nervous, and one hand was already on their weapon, and the men next to them were moving stupidly, waiting for the boss's orders to clean up the group of patrols who did not know the thickness of the heavens and the earth.

The situation in the tavern became sword-shaped and only Zhang Heng's divine color remained calm. He even leaned back and waited for the answer to the iron cuffs.

The iron cuffs noticed that the black tail snake was giving him a look and seemed to want to tell him something, but for the time being the iron cuffs did not work out what to discuss with his most dependent men, because he had been silent for a little while and now had to talk, otherwise they would see his heart shake by each other and his own men.

“Thirty percent too much. ”

The iron cuffs eventually chose to settle the matter through peaceful means. After all, they were a small force and did not want to confront the patrol positively. The iron cuffs felt that they had made great concessions and that it was time to enter into negotiations.

What he didn't expect, however, was that the Oriental sitting opposite had shaken his head when he heard the rumor.

“Thirty percent, no less copper. ”

“It's impossible, it's not all in our pockets.” The iron cuffs almost jumped, but he eventually pressed down his anger, explaining, "I have to hand over almost half of it to the top, we can only take half of it ourselves, and I still have so many men to feed, up to 10% of your patrol. ”

As soon as his voice fell on the patrol side, someone couldn't help but swallow the saliva. Looking at the iron cuffs and the days of their crew, it was obviously much better than the patrol side, and even taking out 10% was estimated to be more than their current income.

The patrol wanted to say yes on the spot, but they didn't expect Zhang Heng to still say, “30%, there's nothing to talk about. ”

“Don't go too far.” Iron cuffs are finally intolerable, Moran said.

“Too much? We're patrols, helping to keep the streets safe, and there's nothing excessive about catching a few thieves.” Zhang Heng shook his head, “it seems you haven't figured out the situation yet. From now on, you can't continue your business without our permission. You can't earn any money from Célestas. It doesn't matter if you don't want to cooperate with us. I'm sure you have people who are willing to cooperate with us. ”