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Chapter 142 begins

"If you curse, you will be punished with 5 gold coins or half an hour of confinement, which will harm the appearance of the city..."

Lal checked the records in this area, and it indeed showed that the other party had used swear words.

His eyes swept over the faces and clothing of the four wolf clan members, and he nodded.

"The penalty is 2 gold coins or 15 minutes of gold coins, a total of 7 gold coins, or for the next 45 minutes, you can go to the small dark room to stay."

"Remember, it's 7 gold coins per person!" he added with a smile.

The four wolves were dumbfounded. It turned out that there were still such restrictions in the city. When faced with money, freedom and dignity, they naturally chose the former.

"You are the devil!"

One of the young white men looked at Wang Hao in horror. For things that are beyond people's understanding, they always think about mysticism.

"I just did what a good citizen should do."

Wang Hao shrugged his shoulders and expressed his innocence. As for what happened to the other party, he could only say that it was his own fault. If the other party did not curse at will, he would not be able to find a reason to punish him.

"Well, Minister, I'll send them back first. Goodbye."

Lal was very happy today. Not only did he have a close encounter with his idol, but he also worked with him to punish the bad guys. This made him feel light on his feet when he walked back.

It didn't feel very comfortable to be treated as a monster by everyone around him. Wang Hao took two steps forward and said, "Let's find a place to chat."

Judging from the other party's experience, it seems that he hasn't been doing well recently.

This made Wang Hao, who originally just wanted to help the other party temporarily, couldn't help but have some other ideas.

However, this will have to be decided after they talk.

Litong Sifang sighed and then nodded.

The two of them walked to the nearest pub.

Alcohol is a man's best friend. Under the stimulation of alcohol, Li Tongsi could easily tell some of his own affairs.

His real name is Lance Bernard, an English-German mixed-race man. He once had a happy family, a beautiful wife, and a lovely daughter. All of this came to nothing with what he discovered a few days ago.

That day he found a strange man lying on his wife's bed, and the next step was to go through the divorce procedures.

When dividing the property, he discovered that his wife and her lover had already made preparations, and he was driven out of the house almost penniless.

The story is very cliché, but if it happened in real life, it would be a tragedy.

"I also have a daughter. She is everything to me. I am temporarily fostering her at my grandma's house. I still have to make money to rent a house. She is still so young. I am not a competent father."

Li Tong Sifang's eyes turned red after he spoke, and his words were full of self-blame.

"Come here and help me!"

Wang Hao sighed softly. He didn't know whether he was feeling sorry for what happened to the other party, or thinking of his own past experiences. A trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

Perhaps it was because of alcohol. Li Tong Sifang's reaction was much slower than usual. He looked at the Chinese man in front of him in astonishment, his eyes filled with excitement.

"What did you say?"

Wang Hao let out a long breath and said with a smile: "I will arrange a place for you to live. I will give you food in exchange for you doing things for me."

Hearing this, Li Tong Sifang's head drooped. His expression was not happy.

"I still have a daughter, I can't go to jail."

Seeing the struggling look in the other person's eyes, Wang Hao smiled unconsciously, patted the other person's shoulder and said, "What are you talking about? It's just that I opened a company related to the virtual industry. As for me, there are too many things to do.

, so I need someone to help me.”

"It's that simple. Are you coming?"

Litong Sifang immediately raised his head when he heard this, with a look of disbelief on his face, and said quickly: "Come, I will definitely come."

"cheers."

That night, both of them drank a lot of wine.

One good thing about alcohol in the game is that no matter how much you drink, you will only remain in a state of being drunk but not yet drunk. As long as you don't continue drinking, you will wake up in a short time without any sequelae.

Litong Sifang was actually not in London, so Wang Hao gave him a sum of money. It wasn't much, just the return fare plus half a month's food expenses.

Before signing the contract, this was almost the limit of what he could do.

If you can get a good helper in business at such a small price, it will be a very successful deal.

After installing the newly acquired heavy catapult on the ship, he had no choice but to install another blank artillery piece on the last empty gun position.

Therefore, the shipboard weapons on the "Piaoxue" are two ballistae, two cannons and a catapult.

Thinking of the coordination problem between these weapons, Wang Hao felt a headache.

But no matter what, his strength has improved again, which is an undeniable fact.

There were only a few hours left before the start of the historical battle activity, so Wang Hao quit the game and planned to take a nap to recuperate enough to achieve good results in the historical battle activity.

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A few hours passed in a flash.

The alarm clock that had been set early woke Wang Hao up on time.

He made a simple breakfast by himself, and after eating it, he hurriedly entered the game.

Since Wang Hao was offline at the Port of London yesterday, when he went online today, he was shocked to see the difference.

He suddenly discovered that there were quite a few British players. From his position and looking around, there were densely packed heads all around.

Fortunately, unlike in China, the voices among players are deliberately lowered. Although it is like a swarm of flies buzzing in your ears, it at least allows you to hear what others are saying clearly.

"Wang, you are finally online. Come to Port Helen quickly. Almost all the people from our guild are here. You are the only one missing."

Listening to the continuous "sizzling" sounds coming from York's side, knowing that the other side was also crowded with people, he smiled bitterly. If he wanted to rush to Port Helen from here, he would really have to fight his way out.

It's a bloody road.

It's difficult to do, but just squeeze hard. He is a man and he is not afraid of suffering.

Immediately, there was an annoying sound in the square, as well as Wang Hao's fleeing figure.

"It's terrible, it's a mistake, it's a mistake."

When Wang Hao finally returned to the ship, he still had a look of fear on his face.

Although British girls are not as romantic and bold as French girls, they were eaten by several girls the moment they squeezed out of the crowd.

What made him vomit blood even more was that the other party slapped him backwards, as if he had done something immoral.

At the current speed of the "Piaoxue", it would take less than half an hour to get from the Port of London to Port Helen.

Compared with the popularity of London Port, although there are still many people in Port Helen, it is relatively less crowded.

Someone from the guild has been guarding the pier. After seeing Wang Hao's figure, the news quickly returned to the guild station.

A large group of players spontaneously rushed to the dock, as if greeting a hero, and happily welcomed Wang Hao to their home base.

At this time, the sound of the clock tower sounded, which also heralded that the historical battle event was about to begin.

Countless fireworks exploded in the sky, adding a bit of joy.

"Enter the scene——'(To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!"

ps:ps: That’s all for today.


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