Chapter 27 Alchemist Kalkstein (Page 1/2)

After teaching these troublemakers a lesson, Frank immediately felt better.

When he was playing games before, he couldn't stand these troublemakers who liked to talk nonsense and swear.

They were just weaklings protected by others. It's ok that they didn't know how to be grateful, but they also regarded themselves as masters, complaining all day long, without any self-awareness, and really deserved a beating.

Now that he has come to this world and become a demon hunter, he will not tolerate these shits.

Those who dare to talk nonsense in front of him should be prepared to be beaten to death.

Seeing these gangsters being beaten to a pulp, looking for teeth on the ground.

Little Ciri seemed to have won by herself. With her hands on her waist, she hummed at them with a smug expression. She looked cute.

He reached out and touched Little Ciri's hair, expressing his appreciation for the girl's brave performance.

Looking back at Mrs. Wendy, who looked a little reluctant, and Priscilla, who looked at him with surprise, he did not explain anything, but said directly:

"Let's go, go to the hotel to do the business first, and then come to visit the village later."

Wendy heard this, took Vanessa's hand and walked to Frank's side, and said hesitantly:

"Mr. Frank, are you just going to ignore them?"

Frank took the lead and kicked the body of the gangster who was blocking the road. He ignored the strange eyes of the villagers of Baiguoyuan, and did not restrain his voice, but said calmly:

"These are just a group of gangsters. They are a group of troubles and do not deserve sympathy."

"If they dare to provoke me next time, I will not spare their lives."

Hearing Frank's ruthless and cold speech, the gangsters lying on the ground all trembled, deeply experienced what fear was, and even the sound of wailing was suppressed.

Although they were not smart, they were not really stupid. They knew that they had provoked a tough guy and would never dare to joke with their lives again.

Priscilla also recovered from her slightly shocked expression. She walked to Frank's side and said as if to the gangsters,

"It's okay, Frank."

"Lady Kellyla, the wife of the Lord of White Orchard, is my fan. If they cause trouble to you again, the captain of the guard here will definitely not mind arresting them all."

"Compared with the testimony of the Lord's friends, no one will believe their words."

After the little farce ended, Frank and others successfully came to the hotel in White Orchard and met the owner of the hotel.

This is a middle-aged woman in her forties. She looks taciturn, but she is very efficient when working. Together with two waitresses, she manages the entire hotel in an orderly manner.

Frank doesn't like to deal with this kind of bargaining, so he asked Mrs. Wendy to negotiate with the boss on his behalf to discuss the selling price of the dog meat.

After the wild dogs were dealt with, there was a large amount of dog meat, three complete dog skins and several cans of collected dog oil left. As long as all these goods can be sold, they can probably be sold for more than three hundred orens, which is a good income.

At the current market exchange rate, one crown is equivalent to about four orens, and the purchasing power is still quite guaranteed. Even if it is in Niubao, it will not affect its use.

The five people booked a total of three rooms, all of which are very ordinary rural houses, one double room and two single rooms, which are next to each other.

By the time they put their luggage away and returned to the lobby from the hotel guest room, Mrs. Wendy had already negotiated the price with the hotel owner.

As a small boss who has run a tailor shop for more than ten years, Mrs. Wendy obviously still has some business eloquence. In terms of charm, she is more suitable for business than the ferocious demon hunter.

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