Calamity Crown

2022-01-18

Chapter 10 Braves never wet their crotch!

Goethe was not unhappy with Morey’s blunt words.

Because, Goethe knew very well that the other party was telling the truth.

And, he had no reason to refuse.

Unless he wants to deal with an enemy who is stronger than just now and has unknown powers alone.

He was able to kill the guy just now, all with great luck.

First, he has a favorable location.

Second, the other party is inexperienced.

Now that the opponent has become the opponent’s teacher, a richer and more powerful enemy, Goethe thinks he is not sure.

So—

“Okay.”

Goethe nods.

“Well, I wish us a happy cooperation.”

“At eight o’clock tomorrow morning, someone at Heifan Security will inform you of more arrangements.”

After speaking, Morey glanced at the pocket watch in his hand again, and then, without giving Goethe a chance to ask questions, turned and left.

Goethe watched the back of the other party leave, brows slightly wrinkle.

Goethe felt weird about it.

There seems to be an invisible barrier that separates the other person from the people around them.

It’s not the kind of disdain and contempt for ordinary people after possessing the power of transcendent.

It’s a bit like…

Not used to it!

Not used to talking to strangers.

The back that left in a hurry, as if the matter has been done, and the appearance of rushing to escape.

But,

Is it possible?

A person who has the power of transcendent and is an official local Chief-In-Charge is afraid to talk to strangers?

Or does the other party have other things?

Goethe guessed, putting the glass bottle hidden in his hand aside.

The bottle is open, with rags plugged at the mouth, and kerosene in the bottle.

This was one of the cards Goethe had just prepared, but unfortunately it was not used.

Also not used is [Bloody Honor]!

However, just because something like that isn’t used doesn’t mean you don’t need more.

Next moment, Goethe threw away these thoughts and began to bow his head and bend over to clean the battlefield – a more powerful unknown threat was approaching, making Goethe more and more urgent to have more life-saving cards.

The [Bloody Honor] that can instantly make him powerful is naturally the first choice.

Working with Morey, safety should be guaranteed, but Goethe is more accustomed to taking life in his own hands – no one can guarantee that accidents will not happen, Goethe knows this.

However, unfortunately, this group of shooters did not have [Bloody Honor] on them.

“Parents, Aunt Uncle, Cousin, Aunt they are not the hands of these guys?”

“These people are just hired for me?”

Goethe unconsciously brows frowned.

If it’s as he guessed, things get trickier.

Because the other party is not only powerful, but also has many people under his command.

Sure enough, there is no worst, only worse!

Goethe sighed, looking towards Swart who was staring at the kerosene bottle.

The sheriff, whose crotch was still wet, immediately took two steps to the side like a frightened bird, and even fell to the ground as soon as the soles of his feet slipped.

It happened to be face-to-face with the corpse on the ground pressed by the door panel.

“Ah!”

“en?”

The scream was followed by an elongated tone full of doubts.

This caught Goethe’s attention.

“Is there something wrong with him?”

Goethe walked over and asked.

“His name is Delber, he’s a wanted man, and the reward is 50golden gram — I’ll give you 60golden gram, give me this guy’s body!”

The sheriff He put his hands on the floor and kept his face away from the corpse before he spoke.

As you talk, you look like you’ve made a lot of money.

“oh?”

“This is the guy I’ve spent all my supplemented untold hardships killing, so…”

“More money!”

Goethe looked at the sheriff with a glint in his eyes.

Almost instinctively, he began to re-evaluate the greatest value that Swart could give in front of him–the occupation in his hometown, which made him sensitive to similar things, especially when money was involved. It is so.

And the sheriff felt like he was being watched by a wolf.

He twisted uncomfortably, but continued.

“70!”

“70golden gram is my limit, he is only worth the price!”

The other party emphasized.

But this emphasis made Goethe discover the urgency of the other party.

“Really?”

Goethe remained calm and composed while handling pressing affairs, looked at the sheriff, and then said straight-

” Is that just an official bounty?”

“There should be a similar bounty in private, right?”

“And…”

“He would also let You got a lot of merit!”

The matter of the private bounty is Goethe’s guess based on his original memory.

The original Goethe used to go to places like the Hunter’s Bar for help.

It’s a pity…

The pauper doesn’t deserve the help of hunters.

As for Goethe’s claim?

If possible, the Swart in front of him would naturally want more power.

Otherwise, the previous transaction will not be proposed.

“How much do you want?”

Seeing that there was no way to hide it from Goethe, the sheriff asked hesitantly.

“100golden gram!”

“No…”

“100golden gram is just the basics, if you are willing to pay 50golden gram more, I can help you Testify, tell other people about your bravery, of course, you need to pay another 50golden gram to buy a pair of dry pants from me, after all, brave people shouldn’t have wet crotch.”

Goethe just quoted, Swart Just cry out in surprise, but was interrupted immediately by Goethe.

Suddenly, the sheriff fell silent.

It is definitely two concepts to tell oneself, and someone to prove and tell.

Most importantly, as Goethe said, he needs the credit.

Because, his immediate boss, the director will retire in two more years!

And he is not the only one who competes for the position of director. If you want to stand out from the inside, this kind of gunfight with gangsters is absolutely essential.

Thinking of this, the sheriff clenched the teeth.

“Okay!”

Facing Swart who agreed, Goethe said at a moderate pace with a smile on his face.

“Also, help me fix this place as it is.”

“No problem.”

I have already agreed to the previous conditions, this kind of innocuous Problem, Swart doesn’t care – because, as long as he submits a report, the repairs here are reimbursed.

But right away, Goethe continued.

“And…”

“And?”

Swart stared at Goethe, thinking he was greedy enough, but I didn’t expect the guy in front of him to be more greedy than him.

This is all about getting oil out of the mud!

And, why is this guy so accurate!

“The last two!”

“Help me investigate ‘Dr. Hodder’ – my grandfather’s personal physician.”

Goethe’s The smile gradually subsided, and the eyes became cold.

Among all ‘his’ relatives, only his grandfather died of a sudden illness, and the rest were ‘missing’, and it was only after his grandfather’s death that his family began to disappear.

In other words, ‘his grandfather’ was where it all started.

Moreover, ‘sickness and death’ is also the conclusion given by that Dr. Hodder.

Before ‘Goethe’, I believe it.

And now?

Goethe uses it as a breakthrough port – look for the breakthrough port of [Bloody Honor].

As for why Swart helps?

He will go to the ‘Black Sail Security Company’ after dawn, and he has no time at all.

Moreover, the identity of the other sheriff is very convenient.

Swart’s face struggled again.

The sheriff does not want to be near anything far from the ordinary person’s perception.

However, he can also see that if he doesn’t agree, the Goethe in front of him is definitely not something that can be bought with money.

Look at the hatred in each other’s eyes!

And everything for tonight!

The other party did not hesitate to take risks, and also led the enemy out, and then, facing the ruthless people of Delber, one after another killed!

As for the martial power threat?

Let’s not talk about the gap between the martial power of the two sides.

In the eyes of Swart at this moment, Goethe is not afraid of death at all!

Because, Mingming and Mr. Morey have reached a cooperation, as long as they cooperate with Morey patiently, but they are still willing to take risks and find clues on their own!

It is obvious that hatred has become the belief of the other party to live!

Inexplicably, Swart had such an impression of Goethe in his heart.

Seeing Swart’s fearful yet pitying gaze, Goethe didn’t care.

Or rather, that’s what Goethe needs.

He needs an inherent impression to dilute the impression that ‘Goethe’ gave to the people around him.

There is nothing better than the Avengers.

Some changes in behavior and speech, under this camouflage, will instantly become reasonable.

“And another one?”

Swart didn’t immediately agree or decline, but asked Goethe for one last request.

If it is still too much, he will immediately refuse.

Promotion is important, but life is more important.

“These weapons and ammunition on the ground, I need to pick some.”

Goethe said the last request.

Suddenly, Swart relaxed.

This requirement is easier than repairing a broken house.

You mean evidence?

Isn’t that up to him, the sheriff who killed Dalber’s gang?

“Okay, I promise.”

“I’ll give you money tomorrow morning!”

“Now…”

“Where are my pants?”

the sheriff said.

Goethe smiled, turned around and took out a pair of pants from his room and threw it to the other party – Goethe wouldn’t have any direct contact with the other party until the other party washed their hands.

Then, Goethe began to pick from the revolvers and daggers he had collected earlier.

“Your pants don’t fit!”

“Damn!”

“Who can believe that 50golden gram pants don’t fit!”

“50golden gram is enough for me to buy 20 pairs of pants at the best tailor in Luster!”

Besides, Swart muttered.

“A glass of water in the desert is far more expensive than gold.”

Goethe continued to choose weapons without looking up.

There is no doubt that Delber’s two revolvers are the best, and the two revolvers are very well maintained. Under the candlelight, they exude a peculiar brilliance of metal, and the white slightly yellowed ivory. The handle is even more impressive.

Picking up the two revolvers, Goethe turned a gun and inserted them straight into the gun belt under his arm.

The sling is also Delber’s, along with the ammo chain that hides in the belt.

Next, he tied a sheathed dagger to his calf.

This dagger was derived from Goethe’s earliest dead attacker.

After all this, the long-lost sense of security made Goethe relax.

At this time, on the street in the distance, a large number of patrol officers finally arrived.

Also come with reporters.

Facing the subordinates who were arriving slowly, Swart didn’t care, his eyes swept over the reporters, took a deep breath, and recalled the draft in his mind, then he smiled and held his head high. He walked out with his chest out.

However, the sheriff apparently forgot that the pants didn’t fit.

And, excited, the sheriff’s stride was big and powerful.

So, next moment —

Chuck!

Amid the sound of torn cloth, Swart smiled stiffly, clamped his legs, and stood there.

(End of this chapter)