After Maxing out all Classes

Chapter 212: Bad news spread thousands of miles

Chapter 212: Bad news spread thousands of miles

Chief Elsie was overjoyed. From this small request, we can see how much Robb pays attention to the police system. He is really below one person and above ten thousand people.

He had not even been happy for two seconds when Robb lowered his voice and said solemnly, "the police is a sacred profession and a role model for the people, so if your police commit crimes, they will be sentenced heavily."

Chief Elsie: "..."

Well, the more powerful you are, the more restrained you have to be.

Chief Elsie saluted and then hurried back to arrange what Robb had ordered. He called in a tailor to help design the police uniform and then called several scouts from the Templar Knights to pretend to be ordinary townspeople, spying on the fifteen refugees in the group of the female assassin.

It is also necessary to prepare a team of 50 people to stand by at any time in the vicinity capable of surrounding the 15 assassins at command to arrest them.

After all this, a prison guard approached him with a bucket and said, Department chief, the first batch of juice squeezed by the reform-through-labor prisoners has come out."

Chief Elsie hurriedly opened the bucket, poured out a glass of freshly squeezed juice from it, and tasted it, "the quality is all right! Somebody, hurry up and send all the juice that has been squeezed out to Godfather. He has been looking forward to this batch of juice for several days now, and it will be a great achievement if it is sent there. "

At the same time, in a rented place in the Wangjiang district

Fifteen assassins gathered around to listen to the assassin's report.

"At that time, my dagger was only 0.01 centimeters from his throat." The female assassin whispered, "then I stabbed it hard, but I felt like I didn't cut anything. The dagger swept through his throat, but he wasn't hurt at all. I don't know what happened."

The other assassins were so surprised that they thought they had heard it wrong. Only the leading middle-aged assassin frowned and said nothing.

The female assassin continued, "I stabbed him ten or twenty times in a row. I stabbed him in the throat, heart, temple, all the places that could kill him with a single blow, but... I couldnt hit him at all. He was motionless, too."

Assassins:

The leading middle-aged assassin said quietly, "that is to say, physical attacks are ineffective?"

The female assassin nodded.

"It seems we have to use another way." The middle-aged assassin took out a small glass bottle from his chest, which was so small that holding it in the palm of his hand would make his fist look very big. It contained several milliliters of green liquid.

He put the glass bottle in the middle of the room, "use this next."

"This is Poison? The assassins could tell at a glance.

"That's right!" The middle-aged assassin said, "this is a poison made by the great witch doctor for us. The effect is very strong. It only takes one drop to kill people instantly. The poison will spread to the whole body to ensure that the other party does not even have time to use the antidote."

The assassins immediately understood, "we drip this into his mouth while he is sleeping."

The middle-aged assassin said, "who will take over this time?"

Several assassins raised their hands and expressed their willingness to assassinate him.

The female assassin said quietly, "Captain, please let me kill him! I'm familiar with Robb, and it's easier to get close to him for me than you are. I just need to tell the two nuns that I want to spend the night in the chapel, and the nuns will easily accept me. "

The middle-aged assassin thought for a moment and nodded, "that makes sense. Then still you, I guess."

The female assassin pinched the poisonous bottle in the palm of her hand, and a fierce light flashed in her eyes. [The man who looked at my shy body, I will come to take your life tonight. Ill still be a pure woman after I kill you.]

In the evening, the setting sun staggered toward the west with a crutch, staggered, accidentally fell, fell below the horizon, and all turned dark.

Robb is on the phone with her Majesty again.

The phone call between him and her Majesty the Queen is now almost a compulsory course when taking a bath every day. Anyway, taking a bath happens to be boring, and it would be nice to have Miss Queen to flirt with.

Now, her Majesty is making an excessive and abnormal request through the crystal ball, "Mr. Robb, I now solemnly demand that I sign an exclusive purchase agreement with you. From now on, all military equipment you produce can only be sold to me. You can't sell it to Mondra of East Gran, Kerte, Norma, etc. "

Robb was happy, "are you kidding me? As soon as I accept the phone call, you give me such a slap in the face! It seems that you are satisfied with the equipment I sold you But only a ghost will agree to your request. I am a money-making machine. As long as I make money, I will sell my equipment."

The Queen was motionless and seemed to have guessed that Robb would say that and said, "I'll increase the price."

By how much?

The Queen said in a difficult tone, "Ill add 30% to the price of each sword."

"Oh, that's thirteen silver coins?" Robb clenched his fingers and calculated, "I earn three more silver coins for each sword, three gold coins for a hundred swords, and thirty more gold coins for a thousand swords."

"I can't afford to pay more." The Queen said with a hint of exhaustion, "I am a child with no father and no mother. I fled to Lost City with the help of my old courtiers. It took me 16 years to find this wealth. It has only been more than half a year, and I am about to run out of money. You cant you help me a little? Whats wrong with you losing dozens of gold coins? What can you do with that money?

"Ill buy a maid!" Robb said calmly, "A beautiful country girl costs only five gold coins. I can buy six more maids if I earn an extra 30 gold coins. How cool is that? One dances for me. One massages my shoulder, one massages my waist, one massages my neck, one massages my head, one in my arms, and the other sleeps on the bed."

Wait!" The Queen interrupted him and said, "Why did you count seven?"

"Ah? Do I need seven? Sure enough, I have to raise the price slightly," Robb said.

Queen: ""

It doesn't make sense to talk to such a crazy guy. The Queen said in a low voice, "Don't fool me. You only have Lillian. You have never bought a second one. You don't want money to buy a maid. Don't think that I haven't investigated. You're clean. You haven't got your hands on any women so far. It's not as bad as you say."

Ah bad news travel fast. Robb sighed, "can't they spread that I am extravagant and voluptuous and corrupt? Only like that can I be powerful. The people of poor can't even pay for prostitution. It's like It's being spread that I'm poor. Oh, my God!"