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Chapter 8 A Letter from Home

The hammer who broke into the tavern rudely was a very tall and strong man with a beard. He was almost as tall as the door of the tavern. He was wearing a heavy black bear fur coat, and there was a swollen hair on his smooth forehead.

The steam was rising. The thick scars on the ugly face that had been heavily chopped with a sharp knife were distorted from time to time, as if a multi-legged centipede was wriggling.

Hearing Lin Qi's cry, Iron Hammer, who was even thicker than a giant bear in the northern ice field, laughed wildly, rushed towards Lin Qi in large strides, picked him up by the waist, and threw Lin Qi hard.

Qi Guai screamed, and the hammer almost threw him to the ceiling. Fortunately, he moved quickly and reacted quickly, and he put his hands on the ceiling of the tavern, otherwise his head would definitely have been bruised and bloody.

"Young Master, it's great that you are here!" Tie Hammer wiped his nose heavily, turned around and roared towards the wine cabinet: "Girls, get me a good glass of wine for you! I'm warning you, who dares to be miserable in the wine?

One drop of water and I will definitely smash all the bones in her body!"

The maids inside and outside the counter all changed their minds. They worked in the Cripple Shop and were used to seeing all kinds of good men from all walks of life in the dock area. But Hammer was undoubtedly more terrifying than the good men they had seen before, both in terms of size and power.

They had no doubt that this big guy who didn't seem to be a kind person could keep his word. If he said he wanted to smash all the bones in their bodies, he would definitely do it.

Lin Qi and Iron Hammer hugged each other heavily. Lin Qi laughed loudly and turned to introduce Enzo: "Enzo, this is Uncle Iron Hammer, my first teacher of fighting skills. Uncle Iron Hammer, this is Enzo,

My good brother, my second-in-command, a very good swordsman!"

Enzo looked at the hammer in shock. He felt a fiery power from this strong man wearing a bearskin coat. Even though the wind and snow whistled in through the door, Enzo stood in front of the hammer.

Zuo still felt hot all over, as if he were standing in front of a red-hot iron ingot.

Iron Hammer took a deep look at Enzo. Enzo felt a heat in his chest, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. He staggered and almost took a step back, but his muscles tightened and he stood firmly.

On the spot. Tie Zhui nodded in approval, patted his bare head hard and laughed, "Master, you are a good brother. Hehe, you are so young and have so much strength. Not bad!"

He turned around and kicked the heavy wooden door of the tavern shut. The hammer roared at the wine cabinet: "Girls, are you deaf? Good wine, give me good wine! In such a cold day, guests come to the door.

, especially since I’m an old friend of your boss, why don’t you even have a drink?”

The roar of the hammer was comparable to the roar of a monster. The wine bottles and glasses in the wine cabinet clinked. Several maids were so frightened that they almost sat down on the ground. The most courageous maid

Shivering, he grabbed a large wine glass that could hold a liter of strong liquor, and hurriedly poured a whole bottle of strong rum into it.

With a satisfied hum, Iron Hammer waved his hand from a distance of seven or eight meters, and an iron chain as thick as a little finger rolled out from his sleeve with a harsh sound of breaking through the air. He rolled up the large wine glass and brought it to him.

After taking a deep breath of alcohol, Tie Zhui raised his glass and shouted: "Master, Tie Zhui is very happy to see that you are in good health!"

With a 'gudong' gulp, a liter of strong wine was completely drank by the hammer. He burped happily, sat down on the wooden chair next to him, and fished out a bottle from his arms.

The envelope was handed to Lin Qi. "Master, you haven't been back for three years. The master said that when you are on annual leave this year, you must go back no matter what."

Burping with satisfaction, Tie Hammer took out a leather tobacco pouch from his sleeve, grabbed a handful of tobacco from it, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it. While chewing, he said vaguely: "I have something I want you to do.

.Well, young master, you are now a college student, and I have a bright face. I want you to go back and show your face in front of those rich locals!"

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Iron Hammer turned around and yelled at the maids: "Where is the cripple? As long as he is not dead, tell him to get out and receive old friends! Ah, the uncle and he have not seen each other for three years. I really miss this.

He’s an old villain! Hahaha, wasn’t he beaten lame?”

With the roar of the hammer, the lame man quietly walked out of a dark corner of the tavern. The lame man looked at the hammer in surprise, spread his hands and shouted: "Ah, haha, look at it.

Who is here? Isn’t this a hammer? How does it feel to be wanted by the Bureilly Police Department? Hahaha, when you come to Bureilly, you don’t dare to go anywhere except my territory, right? When did you get off the ship?

"

Iron Hammer laughed strangely a few times, "Hey hey", stood up and hugged the lame man vigorously.

The lame man greeted him sincerely: "How is Father Blackbeard doing?"

The hammer triumphantly slapped the lame man on the shoulder and said with a smile: "The master is very strong. Well, the harvest has not been very good recently, so he is not in a good mood!"

Lin Qi opened the envelope and read his father's autographed letter. The familiar handwriting was still so precise. Every stroke seemed to be struck with a big knife and an axe, showing a rough and arrogant energy. Seeing these words, Lin Qi

Qi seemed to see his father, a strong man who was full of wildness and looked like a wild bear.

Enzo curiously came to Lin Qi's side and tilted his head to read the letter. Enzo also knew a little bit about his boss's family background. According to Lin Qi, his father was from the third-ranked port city in the empire, Dunerke.

' was a miller who specialized in the flour business and controlled almost all the flour import and export in Dunerq. The flour in at least three provinces in the northern part of the empire was supplied by his father's mill.

According to Lin Qi's words, Lin Qi should come from a wealthy family that has been doing business for generations, but how could a child from a wealthy family who is honest and honest could form an organization like the Iron Fist Brotherhood in just three years?

Giving Iron Hammer a sideways glance, Enzo was even more curious. How could a miller doing his own business have a master like Iron Hammer under his command? He was a wanted criminal at the Berelli Police Department. Ordinary little gangsters were not qualified to be there.

What about the wanted list?

The lame man was continuing what Iron Hammer had just said and asked him a question: "How is it possible? The empire has been going well in recent years, with a bumper wheat harvest. Blackbeard's business should be getting bigger and bigger!"

Iron Hammer looked up to the sky and sighed helplessly. He shook his head and said: "Wrong, wrong, lame man, the more favorable the weather, the worse the master's business will be. There is too much flour and cannot be sold at the price! What the master hopes most is that the empire will grow every year.

Natural disasters and famines occur everywhere, so our wheat can be sold at sky-high prices!"

A thick middle finger pointed straight at the ceiling, and the hammer roared: "Curse the gods, if you don't let the empire suffer from drought for a few more years, all the brothers will have no food to eat! The boss has hoarded wheat from twenty warehouses.

When can we take action?"

The lame man sighed with deep understanding and hurriedly asked the maid to serve him wine and meat.


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