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As the night fell quietly, Luye Town became generally quieter, except for a few places that remained lively.
The Flame and Hammer Tavern is located in a remote location, not on the main street of Greenfield Town, but located in an alleyway.
It stands to reason that the business of the Flame and Hammer Tavern should be very deserted in such a place, but the fact is just the opposite.
"Old Ham, another cask of rye wine."
"One-eyed, can you please hurry up, drink some wine and grind yourself like an old lady."
"Come on, work hard, work hard!"
"Damn nigger, you motherfucker just got drained, can you lose?"
Pushing open the somewhat blackened wooden door, the din was heard, Fliege glanced at the scene inside the tavern, and strode in.
There are quite a few people in the tavern, most of them are big and three rough men, gathering in twos and threes, drinking, chatting, and gambling.
The area of ??the tavern is not large, so the taste of so many rough men can be imagined.
Slightly frowned, Fliege went straight to the bar. Not long ago, he was also a frequent visitor here, and he was not used to it after not coming for a while. I have to say that sometimes people are really hypocritical creatures.
"A bloody mary."
Fliege's burly body sat down in front of the bar, casting a shadow.
"Hey, Flieger, long time no see."
While talking, Old Ham kept moving his hands, and mixed four different liquors neatly.
Old Hamm is the owner of the Flame and Hammer Tavern, and also the bartender of the tavern. He is not tall, but stocky, with a big belly and a big rough beard.
The stubby five fingers fluttered, and a glass of blood-bubbling wine appeared in front of Fliege in a short while.
"It still smells like this."
After drinking a cup, a hot feeling rose from his throat, and Fliege showed a hearty smile.
Hum, with a flash of gold, a golden Gallon appeared in front of Old Ham.
Looking at this rare gold coin, Old Ham looked calm and did not show his due greed.
"too much."
No longer paying attention to the gold coins, Old Ham lowered his head and wiped the bar.
"Not much, just right."
With a steady voice, Fliege remained motionless, his eyes fixed on Old Hamm.
"Tell me, what do you want to know?"
After wiping the bar clean, Old Ham showed a serious look, and stared directly at Fliege with his big eyes.
"I want to know where the lost children in Green Field Town are recently? Or who did it."
Between the words, Fliege kept his eyes on Old Hamm, not letting go of the slightest change.
Hearing Fliege's question, Old Ham didn't speak for a while, but fell into silence.
"Fliege, are you asking this question as a bounty hunter, or as a member of the Yin Beast?"
Instead of giving an answer, Old Hamm asked a question instead.
Hearing this, Fliege's pupils shrank involuntarily. Although it is not a big secret that he joined the Yin Beast, not many people know about it.
"What's the difference? Old Hamm."
Keeping his composure, at this moment Fliege knew that he had come to the Flame and Hammer Tavern. This place might be more mysterious than he knew.
"There is a big difference. If you are asking as a bounty hunter, I advise you to take back this Galleon. If you are asking as a yin beast, I have to say add money."
The four eyes met, and there was no sound.
"How many?"
"Ten gold Galleons."
Old Ham's words were clean and neat, obviously there was no room for negotiation.
Ten Gold Galleons is not a small number for Fliege, it was accumulated after he joined the Yin Beast, but after thinking for a while, he still took out nine glittering gold Galleons from his wallet. Garen, he believed that it was worth the money, and this time there might be a surprise.
The swarthy palm brushed across the bar, pocketing ten gold Galleons. Old Ham glanced at Fliege, but still didn't speak.
"Old Hamm, you are really a miser."
Seemingly realizing something, Flieger threw a silver gallon to Old Hamm.
"Not long ago, a caravan came to Green Field Town. They mainly sell sheep. You can go and have a look."
With the silver coins in hand, Old Hamm is straightforward.
Hearing this, Fliege was thoughtful.
"Fliege, for the sake of acquaintance, I advise you not to be careless, or I'm afraid you won't be able to drink the wine I made again."
"Oh, old Hamm, you are afraid that you will lose a fat sheep like me for you to slaughter."
Smiling, Flieger cracked a joke.
Hearing this, Old Ham didn't speak, but silently mixed the drink.
"Can you be more specific? Old Hamm."
The smile converged, and the old Hamflig, who hadn't responded, spoke again.
Silent, still silent, old Hamm mixed the wine silently as if he hadn't heard Fliege's words.
After sitting for a while, knowing that Old Hamm would not say anything more, Flieger got up and left the Flame and Hammer Tavern.
Seeing Fliege's figure disappearing at the door of the tavern, Old Ham called a waiter to replace him, turned and left the bar.
The Flame and Hammer Tavern is not only a normal tavern, but also an information exchange place. Many intelligence dealers choose to sell information here. Of course, the biggest information dealer is the tavern itself. In addition, some people choose to post missions here , and with the existence of these two points, mercenaries, bounty hunters and other people of all kinds are attracted here. Over time, the two promote each other, and the place becomes more and more lively.
In fact, the Flame and Hammer Tavern not only exists in Greenfield Town, but can be seen in many pioneering territories in the New World, even in the Old World. A long time ago, this Flame and Hammer Tavern became It is a fixed gathering place for characters like mercenaries and bounty hunters. Its background is mysterious and somewhat unfathomable. At least so far, no one has made trouble in the tavern and can escape unscathed.
The Shepherd Chamber of Commerce came to Luye Town a month ago. Besides selling its main product sheep, it also purchased some special materials in Luye Town, which is no different from ordinary chambers of commerce.
West First Street, the temporary residence of the Shepherd Chamber of Commerce.
"Leader, the number of lambs is almost up, maybe we should leave this place."
"How much difference is it?"
Under the dim light, the figures were blurred, and the voice of the person called the team leader was a bit cold.
"It's still five heads away."
With a tense expression, the person who spoke earlier gave the answer.
"Then let's get together and go."
Hearing this, the person who spoke before struggled for a while, and finally said:
"Team leader, the loss of the lamb seems to have attracted the attention of the Green Field Town officials. I am worried that there will be accidents if I stay any longer."
"Accident? It doesn't exist, even if the lambs stand in front of them, they can't see it."
The leader's voice is very soft, but with unshakable confidence. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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