Collins is a big figure in Saltmarsh Town. The cultivation of the big villain Hubble is more or less due to his status as a peace officer. Collins is rampant in Saltmarsh Town with his fists and his face. Yes, he is the villain in Saltmarsh Town who is second only to Hubble in terms of the harm he causes to the people.

Collins was in a good mood these two days. The day before yesterday, he extorted five gold coins from a merchant. Apart from the one he gave to Hubble, he still had more than half left. The day before yesterday, he successfully captured the heart of a noble widow. In the past two days, he had been lying in the arms of a gentle woman all day, giving vent to his reckless nature. What's more, the hungry woman fell for it.

After two days of tossing and turning, Collins got bored. For him, it was more enjoyable to roam the streets of Salt Marsh Town in a domineering manner, enjoying the respectful or fearful gazes. Whenever he did so, Collins felt that he was simply the god of Salt Marsh Town. Of course, this feeling would fade a little when he saw Hubble.

Collins walked slowly in a narrow alley, and heard constant noise in his ears. The sound was not far away, as if someone was making a noise or fighting or something.

Collins smiled when he thought of this. He wished there was some quarrel or fight on the street. In that case, he would just stand aside and someone would come forward respectfully to ask him to administer justice. In that case, he would have wine, meat, money and face.

Collins could not help but quicken his pace. He knew that there were quite a few people in the town who made a living in his profession. Besides, his little rogue followers might have already taken the job for him and were waiting for him to arrive.

As Collins walked out of the alley, he bumped into four people, two men and two women. He looked up and found them familiar, so he stopped and wondered where he had seen them before or blackmailed them. If it was the latter, he wouldn't mind opening a shop right away.

Those people also stopped and looked at Collins with a confused look in their eyes...

Collins suddenly wondered, what happened to these guys today? I didn't recognize them, so they should recognize me, right? If that's the case, how dare they stand there so arrogantly? Are they really that bold? "Hey, I say..." Collins pointed to the woman on the far left. Although the woman's face looked a little dark and rough, she was still pretty, much better than the middle-aged widow these past few nights.

Collins took back his words just as they came out of his mouth, because the four people in front of him suddenly showed ferocious eyes and rushed towards him regardless of the consequences. It seemed that they were going to fight to the death.

“Oh my god!” Collins quickly stepped back and reached into his bosom for the dagger, but the woman was faster than him and stabbed Collins with a dung fork that she had picked up from somewhere. The force and accuracy were not inferior to the top gladiators in the Assyrian arena...

Collins fell down holding his lower abdomen, and the silver and gold-inlaid dagger in his arms fell to the ground. Before he could groan, a hemp rope was wrapped around him. That was not all. The dung fork that knocked him down was still stabbing him. In addition, there seemed to be a rotten wooden ladle or a washing mallet, which hit his neck and head from time to time, making his head dizzy as if he was drunk.

Before Collins completely fainted, he heard these words:

"Hurry, hurry, use his clothes to tie his face up, so that no one else can snatch it away..." From the voice, it seemed to be the woman.

Robbed? I was robbed on my own turf? As soon as Collins finished thinking this, his vision went dark, and then he could hear nothing.

When Collins woke up slowly, he found himself kneeling in a yard. Not only was he wet, but there was also water on the ground beside him. It was obvious that he was woken up by someone pouring water on him.

Collins looked carefully and saw a handsome young man sitting on a large wooden chair five or six steps in front of him with a frosty face. Next to him stood another young man, who was looking at him with a teasing look.

Looking around again, I saw that both sides of the courtyard were full of people, many of whom were tied up...

Why am I in the Governor's Palace? What's going on? Is today a mass kidnapping day? Although Collins's head was still groggy, he still recognized the place.

Wu Lai narrowed his eyes and asked the woman standing behind Collins: "Is he Collins?"

"Yes, Your Excellency, everyone can testify to this." The woman grabbed Collins' hair and pulled it up. "Please look, Your Excellency. It's absolutely genuine."

"Your Excellency, Collins is a big villain. Can you..." The middle-aged man next to the woman felt a little embarrassed.

Wu Lai nodded and smiled. "Well, I was inconsiderate. I can't generalize. Everyone is so enthusiastic. I can't spoil everyone's fun. I will double Collins' reward and double the number of lashes."

"Your Excellency is wise!" The woman and others immediately smiled happily. They had originally planned to give it a try, but they didn't expect it to really work. Now their income has doubled, and each person can get ten silver coins, which can buy a lot of things.

"Someone come!" Woolley waved his hand, "Take this Collins aside and give him forty lashes!"

"My Lord, my Lord!" Collins had no time to think about how this immature boy could be the consul. "Why should their reward be doubled and my flogging be doubled as well?"

"Why? First, because you endangered Saltmarsh Town, and second, because I spent money." Woolley glared at Collins and raised his voice, "Five more lashes!"

"Why?" Collins was startled. Why did he add more? Did he want to kill me? "Because you talked back!" Wu Lai snorted coldly and waved his hand, "Next!"

"Sir!" Collins was about to beg for mercy when a voice suddenly came from behind him - "Respected Archon, the Edward we caught is the thief leader of Salt Marsh Town. Can you give him a few more lashes?"

Collins was stunned and couldn't help but turn around to take a look. The guy with a pale face and a gloomy face with his head tilted was Edward...

What was going on? Was the weather in Saltmarsh Town changing? As soon as this thought flashed through Collins' mind, the three soldiers in charge of the whipping had already put a rope around his neck. In this case, Collins had no choice but to obey...

Collins was right. Things were going to change in Saltmarsh Town. No, things had already changed.

In just half a day, there was no longer a single thief, robber or scoundrel walking in the streets of Salt Marsh Town. Those who were lucky enough not to be captured in the first wave of arrests by the public hid themselves and closed their doors.

But it was of no avail. The people, who had already tasted the bitterness of collective action, were no longer so eager for the reward. What they thought about most was how to get back what they had lost at the hands of these guys. So, they attacked the homes of thieves, robbers, and scoundrels in groups, smashing doors and windows and digging deep into the ground to catch them.

After catching him out, he would naturally be tied up tightly first, and then as usual, he would be beaten to his heart's content where the flesh was thick and the skin was thick. After that, he would be sent to the governor's residence to receive the reward. After receiving the reward, he would not be in a hurry to leave. He would not be satisfied until he saw the guy he had caught with his own hands being beaten to pieces with blood all over his buttocks.

By the evening, the effect of the first phase of the street cleaning operation exceeded Wu Lai's expectations - except for a few clever guys who fled Salt Marsh Town early when they saw that the situation was not good, the rest were all caught. At this time, the dungeon in the official residence was overcrowded, and there was almost no room to stretch one's feet.

"Wulai, what should we do with these guys next?" Guru asked.

"Trial, trial to the end." Wu Lai answered vaguely while stuffing bread into his mouth. He had been sitting there for a whole day and felt very impressive, but now he was hungry and tired.

"Do you judge yourself?" asked the guru as he cut the bread for him.

Wu Lai shook his head and said, "No, I have picked four people from the militia today. Let's divide them into groups of two and interrogate them separately."

"Can they be trusted?" Gulu frowned. The soldiers of the militia were Henry's men, so there was no guarantee that they would not be controlled by Henry.

"It should be no problem." Wu Lai said with a smile, "You may not have noticed that the four guys I chose were all whipped to death. The gnashing of teeth made me almost think that the guy being whipped had done something to his wife."

Guru chuckled. "How could you describe it like that? But it's true. Their actions at least show that they don't like these guys."

"This is just one of the reasons." Wu Lai said, "Salt Marsh Town has been plagued by internal and external troubles for a long time. If we want to cure the symptoms and the root causes, we have to be ruthless with them. The four I chose have the potential to be cruel officials. It's just right to use them to deal with these thieves and scoundrels."

So that's it. Guru nodded, and El beside him hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but whispered: "Master, what about those prostitutes?"

This was not Eldo's fault. Today everyone was a soldier, but not everyone knew what was going on at the beginning. Not only were thieves and scoundrels arrested, but more than a dozen prostitutes were also sent here. To be honest, it was all Henry's fault. If he hadn't arrested two prostitutes first to make up the number and fool Wu Lai, these prostitutes wouldn't have to suffer such a shock.

At this moment, the dozen or so prostitutes had not been released yet and were crowded in the kitchen to eat. Without Wu Lai's order, no one dared to make a decision on their own.

Wu Lai frowned. Prostitution was a common practice in the Assyrian territory, and no consul would care about it, because prostitution usually did not cause any negative impact on the management of the territory. If one had to find something to blame, it would be that prostitutes did not pay taxes - in the Assyrian territory, there were many categories of taxes, which could basically be understood as "where there is a transaction, there is a tax."

Wu Lai felt very embarrassed. The reason why prostitutes were called prostitutes was naturally because they always had various reasons and did not want to be in the spotlight. If they were asked to move from underground to public, they would definitely not be happy. If they were strictly prohibited from appearing in public, it would not be justified.

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But if nothing is done, it will inevitably mislead the public and perhaps lead more and more women to join the ranks of prostitution, which is what Wu Lai does not want to see. He does not want the Salt Marsh Town, which is famous for its salt industry, to change its face and become an area where the sex industry is concentrated. That would undoubtedly make him lose face.

"This is really difficult." Wu Lai smiled bitterly and shook his head. For a while, he couldn't think of any good ideas.

Guru was also frowning. He naturally knew what Wu Lai was in trouble for, but he was also helpless.

El hesitated for a moment and said, "Master, I see that many of these prostitutes have good figures and looks. You also said on the way that you want to build Salt Marsh Town into a place where merchants come in an endless stream. I wonder if we can train them to be singers and dancers, so that they don't have to be prostitutes anymore and still have income."

"That's right." Wu Lai slapped his thigh and couldn't help but give El a thumbs up. "El is quite smart. Your idea is good. Think about it more and make it more specific. I will leave it to you."

Guru's eyes lit up as well. The idea of ​​singers and dancers was good. Although these two professions had never existed at the town level, in the city, singers and dancers were legitimate professions. Moreover, if Salt Marsh Town prospered, their income would definitely be much more than that of prostitutes.

While Woolley and his two companions were having dinner, Henry was drinking alone. Fortunately, Turles was there to keep him company.

Henry was very unhappy. Someone from Rovington City told them to make things difficult for Woolley. What is meant by "making things difficult" is, of course, that I will not do whatever you say. Not only will I not do it, I will also go against you and cause trouble for you.

But it has been two days, and Wu Lai didn't give them any chance at all. He gave Henry a black face right from the start, and even didn't let him get involved in things like the "Street Cleaning Operation" which obviously should be within the scope of the militia. If it were just that, it would be fine, but he actually took away four of his people without even saying hello, and he had no way to stop them. How could he not be angry?

Seeing Henry guzzling cup after cup, Turles couldn't help but advise him, "Don't be like this. Some things need to be done slowly."

"Take it slow?" Henry said unhappily, "Let's take it slow. Woolleglindo won't do that. It doesn't matter if you didn't see how he acted today. Go walk around the streets now and you'll see that they're full of people. Everyone is crazy."

Turles naturally knew why the streets were full of people. He laughed and said, "So what? When the last president came, he also made a lot of trouble for several days. I guess some blind guy must have offended him while he was shopping."

"I don't think so. That kid is very vicious. Those who were caught today were whipped indiscriminately one by one. You didn't see how many whips were broken." Henry said.

Tours smiled bitterly and shook his head, then asked, "Where are Baker and Hubble?"

"Baker is on the same side with Qian now." Henry replied with a dark face, "Hubble asked for leave this afternoon and said he was going to the city of Lovington. Well, I guess he saw that the situation was not right and went to find a solution."

Turles frowned when he heard this, thinking how could he deal with Wu Lai if they all sang their own tune?

Meanwhile, Woolley and Guru also talked about Hubble.

"Hubble wouldn't go to Lovington for no reason. I'm afraid he's going to find his backers to help him with his advice," Guru said.

"It doesn't matter." Wu Lai smiled slightly. "I actually know what they are trying to do, but I'm just too lazy to bother with them. Besides, the more I ignore them, the less they can do to me."

Guru agrees.

Within two days, the results of the street cleaning operation became apparent. People no longer went from street to street searching for thieves, scoundrels and villains. Saltmarsh Town began to feel peaceful and harmonious. At least now people were not afraid of getting into trouble by walking around the streets.

The four people who were evaluated by Wu Lai as having "potential to be cruel officials" did not disappoint his expectations. In just two days, they interrogated those dozens of unlucky people. The confessions they presented made Wu Lai stare in amazement. They even caught the three culprits of two family murders.

Wu Lai executed the three ringleaders without mercy, not by traditional hanging, but by a more deterrent method - lingchi.

This is not to say that Wu Lai is bloodthirsty to a certain extent, but these three culprits are responsible for the lives of twenty-two people from two families. At the same time, he also needs a cruel and bloody scene to deter those who may still have evil intentions.

The effect was naturally very significant. This method of execution, which had never been seen in Salt Marsh Town or even in the Assyrian territory, perfectly fulfilled Wu Lai's original intention and also gave him a "reputation" of cruelty. Of course, the scene of slow slicing also became the stuff of nightmares for many people in Salt Marsh Town that night...

"Next, it should be the 'Fortified City Plan', right?" Guru asked Wu Lai.

Wu Lai sighed softly and nodded.