The hammer who barged into the tavern was an extremely tall and strong man with a beard. He was almost as tall as the tavern door. Www,QuanBen-XiaoShuo,comWearing a heavy black bear fur coat, steam was rising from his smooth forehead. The thick scars on the ugly face that had been heavily chopped with a sharp knife were twisted 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, strode towards Lin Qi, picked him up by the waist, and shook him upwards hard. Lin Qi screamed strangely, and the hammer almost threw him to the ceiling. Fortunately, he was flexible and reacted quickly, and he put his hands on the ceiling of the tavern, otherwise his head would definitely have been bruised and bloody.
"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 glass of good wine for you! I'm warning you, who dares to be miserable in the wine?" One drop of water and I will definitely break all the bones in her body!”
The maids inside and outside the counter were all changed. They worked in the cripple shop and were used to seeing all kinds of good guys from all walks of life in the dock area. But Iron Hammer, both in terms of size and power, was undoubtedly more terrifying than the heroes they had seen before. 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 still felt hot all over as he stood in front of the hammer, as if he were standing in front of a red-hot iron ingot.
Iron Hammer looked at Enzo deeply, and Enzo felt a heat in his chest, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. He staggered and almost took a step backward, but his muscles tightened and he stood firmly in place. Tie Zhui nodded in approval, patted his bare head hard and laughed, "Master, you are a good brother. Hehe, you have so much strength at such a young age, 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 jingled. Several maids were so frightened that they almost sat down on the ground. The maid who was the boldest tremblingly 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 of 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 you in good health!"
With a gulp, a liter of strong wine was completely drank by the hammer. He burped happily, sat down on the wooden chair next to him, fished around in his arms and took out an envelope and handed it to Lin Qi. "Master, you haven't been back for three years. The master said that when you are on annual vacation this year, you must go back no matter what."
Burping with satisfaction, Iron 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. I have a bright face. I want you to go back and make me look good in front of those rich people!"
Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Iron Hammer turned his head and yelled at the maids: "Where is the cripple? As long as he is not dead, tell him to get out and receive his old friend! 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 cripple quietly walked out of a dark corner of the tavern. The lame man looked at the hammer in surprise, spread out his hands and shouted: "Ah, haha, look who's coming? Isn't this the hammer? How does it feel to be wanted by the Berelli 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 a few times, "Hey, hey." He stood up and hugged the lame man hard.
The cripple asked 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 recent harvest is not very good, 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, and every stroke seemed to be struck with a heavy axe, showing a rough and arrogant energy. Seeing this word, Lin Qi seemed to see his father, a strong man who was full of wildness and looked like a wild bear.
Enzo curiously approached Lin Qi and looked at the letter with his head tilted. Enzo also knew a little bit about his eldest son's family background. According to Lin Qi, his father was a miller in Dunerke, the third largest port city in the empire. He specialized in the flour business and controlled almost all of Dunerke. All flour was imported and exported, and flour for at least three of the northern provinces 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 was honest and honest could form an organization like the Iron Fist Brotherhood in just three years
After giving Iron Hammer a sidelong glance, Enzo was even more curious. How could a miller who was doing his own business have a master like Iron Hammer under his command? The most wanted criminals of the Burelli Police Department, ordinary gangsters are not qualified to be on that 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 and the wheat harvest has been bumper. 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 a high 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 a 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.