The thug who kicked open the door of Lucien's house saw that there was no response from inside, so he rushed in to take a look. After that, he came out and said to the leader who had an ordinary face, "Brother Jackson, there's no one inside. Everything is very neat."
Jackson had a friendly smile on his face and said, "I wasted a lot of time to trick this kid out of old Cohen. I thought I would be late. Haha, although Mago and André are idiots and trash, at least they are still useful."
When the thugs beside him heard him mention Mago and Andre, they immediately recalled the scene of Mago howling in pain while clutching his lower body. They couldn't help but feel a gust of wind blowing past their crotch. Andre, who was standing at the front, was silently rejoicing. If that kid had taken the items and money and ran away, he would have ended up in a very miserable state. Of course, compared to Mago who had to be bedridden for a week by the doctor, he would definitely be in a much better state.
"André, go in and check if there's anything strange." Jackson ordered.
André was just about to perform a meritorious service, so he walked in without any hesitation.
After a few minutes, André came out with a lot of things with a strange expression on his face, "Brother Jackson, this kid's box has a lot of 'trash'."
Lucien sighed in his heart. These were all things that he didn't have time to clean up. When he first saw them, he would definitely associate them with trash. If he knew that he had sold goods in the market these few days, as long as he had the intelligence of a normal person, he would be able to think of a way to make a fortune.
Moreover, he was alone, and he was afraid of being discovered, so he didn't bring back many goods each time. He could only earn some insignificant copper Fells. But if the Aaron Gang controlled the garbage dump by the river, with their manpower and their familiarity and control of the market, it might be a 'way' for him to earn a lot of money. In this case, they would definitely not give up, so he had to find another way to make money.
Jackson glanced at the rubbish in André's hands and shook his head. "I think I know where he got the copper from. Sigh, the church disposes of the copper every three days. We never thought that there would be a 'treasure' in the rubbish dump by the Belem River. The trash from the palace, the noble district, the manor outside the city, the Musicians' associations, the Blacksmith's Association, and the Mercenary's Association would all be gathered at the Belem River. Hehe, the trash in the eyes of the nobles might not really be trash. "
Actually, after hearing from André and Mago that Lucien had once sent trash from the Musicians' associations to the outskirts of the city, Jackson already had this conjecture. Now, it was just a confirmation.
After finishing his speech, Jackson smiled very kindly. "Thank you, Lucien, for giving us another way to make money. So, let's use our passion to thank him. Go and smash everything in his house. The copper Fells and silver Nars you find will belong to you. In the future, whoever finds him and 'thanks' him can come to me for a generous reward."
In Jackson's eyes, Lucien was far from the level where he needed to send people to watch over him. As an organized, disciplined, and genuine gang, there were many things that needed to be done every day. There was no way they would waste their time and manpower on such a small person.
The gang members cheered. If it weren't for the fact that Lucien's house was too small and could only accommodate a limited number of people, they would have all rushed in.
The sound of something breaking was heard one after another.
Lucien, who was hiding not far away, could tell from the sound, "The pot is broken … The table is broken … They're looking for the money I hid …" Lucien clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth.
However, Lucien also knew that if he tried to stop the gang members, he would only be beaten to death. Therefore, no matter how angry he was, he had to hold it in.
Without status, without power, without power, there was nothing he could do when facing these thugs, scoundrels, and scumbags. As for the law, from their arrogant behavior, Lucien guessed that if he stood up for them, it would be useless.
"If that witch didn't go to the graveyard to steal bones, she wouldn't have been burned to death."
"Since magic still exists, dark creatures, and heretics still exist, it's very likely that there are still places where magic is not so discriminated against. I just need to be careful when learning magic, and when I have the power to protect myself, I'll go and find a real place to live."
"The risks are great, but the rewards are also great. If you want to be rich, if you want to enjoy life, how can everything go smoothly without any risks? Even if you want to do business, you still have to endure the exploitation of the nobles and gangs, as well as the competition from your competitors. If you're not careful, you'll go bankrupt, or even die. "
Many thoughts that Lucien usually suppressed in his heart finally broke through the cage and echoed in his mind, like the temptation of the devil. He didn't consider at all why the witch came to Aalto if there really was a safe place to learn magic.
Countless thoughts, countless desires, intertwined in Lucien's heart, but before he could make up his mind, he suddenly heard Aunt Alisa's voice, "You damn thugs, what are you doing?!"
The clothes that needed to be washed in the textile guild could only be collected at ten o 'clock. After arranging for Elwyn to go outside the city to pick mushrooms, Alisa heard the sound of things being smashed before she even left the house.
She was holding a long wooden spoon, waving it, and walked towards the Aaron gang, trying to stop them from destroying Lucien's house.
"Take her to the side." Jackson pointed at Alisa.
Two thugs who didn't manage to get into the house rushed out, rolled up their sleeves, and walked towards Aunt Alisa fiercely, wanting to take her to the side.
However, they underestimated Aunt Alisa's strength. Her hand, which was comparable to a bear's paw, waved the spoon, and heavily hit the thug in front, causing him to stagger and cry out in pain.
Jackson looked around with his eyes, and immediately two more thugs followed.
Although Alisa's strength was not small, her body was wide and heavy, and was very intimidating, the thugs in front of her were all thugs who lived with their fists. After a few hard blows to avoid hitting their vital parts, they knocked her spoon to the ground.
A heavy punch landed on Alisa's shoulder. Even with the reduction of her fat, she still cried out in pain. However, she didn't retreat, and continued to move forward, shouting, "You guys stop, the sheriff will be here soon."
Not far behind the wall, Lucien, after seeing Aunt Alisa being beaten, finally couldn't help but curse himself, "Are you still a man?!"
Although he had only "known" for a few days, he didn't have a strong relationship with Aunt Alisa and Uncle Chorre. However, at this moment, Aunt Alisa was beaten because she was trying to stop others from destroying his house, but he was hiding and didn't dare to come out. It was really something he couldn't accept.
Thus, Lucien clenched his fists, swept a glance in front of the house, and fiercely shook his head and cursed, "F * ck!"
Then, he suddenly rushed out, and his target was Jackson, who was left alone beside him!
Thud, thud, thud. Lucien, who was not far from the house, rushed to Jackson's vicinity in just a few steps, and then pounced on him.
At this moment, Jackson finally reacted, and turned his head with a shocked expression. However, he didn't have time to do anything else. Lucien crashed into him fiercely, causing him to fall to the ground. The two of them wrestled together.
Lucien used all his strength to use his body and left hand to press down on Jackson's hands, preventing him from pulling out the dagger that might be on him. Meanwhile, his right hand desperately reached for Jackson's throat. As long as he grabbed his throat and restrained him, he could temporarily control the situation.
However, Jackson was able to become the leader of the Aaron Gang not only because of his sharp senses and ruthlessness, but also because he used to be a thug, so he was very experienced. As he used the momentum to roll, not giving Lucien a chance to grab his throat, he used his elbow to hit Lucien's ribs repeatedly.
There was no space to move, so the elbow strikes didn't have much strength. However, the ribs were a more sensitive and fragile place. Under Jackson's repeated strikes, Lucien was in so much pain that he gritted his teeth. However, Lucien, who had experienced Gary's attacks, knew that this was not the time to panic. He had to hold on, so he endured the pain, and his right hand finally touched Jackson's throat.
Just as Lucien was about to pinch, his right rib hurt, and his entire body flew up and fell heavily to the ground.
Relying on his rich experience, Jackson finally managed to hold on until the thugs beside him rushed over and kicked Lucien to the side.
At this moment, the thugs in the house, who were trying to stop Alisa, all ran over.
Lucien was just about to stand up, but the tips of their feet and fists rained down on him, making it impossible for him to resist. He could only calmly hold his head and curl up like a shrimp to protect his vital organs, while the rest of his body was beaten up by the thugs.
Being beaten until he was rolling around on the ground, the pain piercing his brain, but Lucien still maintained his calm and took the beating. Otherwise, it would be miserable if someone kicked his vital organs like Mago.
At the same time, Lucien felt that his soul was floating, and he was about to throw up. Everything around him was in a trance, and the noises were as unreal as a shaky movie. Auntie Alisa's cries seemed to come from a different world. "Let him go …" Auntie Alisa's cries seemed to come from a different world.
Under such circumstances, Lucien finally made up his mind, "I must master an inhuman, extraordinary power, even if it's magic!"
"Even if it's a loan shark, I must gather enough money to learn how to read in a short period of time!"
Jackson looked at Lucien who was being beaten up until he was rolling around. He moved his arm that was hurting from the pressure just now, and went up to give him two kicks. Then he said to his thugs, "Okay, that's enough. This kid has a friend who is an official Knight attendant of Lord Venn, there's no need to kill him."
If they had to kill someone for such a small matter, especially the good friend of a Knight's attendant, the Aaron Gang would have killed Aalto a long time ago. But in fact, the Aaron Gang was able to control the city gate area and part of the market area because they didn't go overboard. Otherwise, the real controllers of Aalto, the powerful nobles, bishops, and priests would have made them disappear a long time ago. There was no exception to the rumors that Aaron Gang had a close relationship with a big shot.
The thugs stopped and looked at Lucien fiercely. Jackson looked at Lucien who was bleeding from his nose and mouth, and laughed, "Actually, I admire your brain. But kid, you're still too young. Well, I hope you won't be too greedy about the things outside the city. Otherwise, you won't just be beaten up. I'm sure Mag will want to talk about life with you."
There was no way he could hide the fact that he controlled the garbage dump by the river, so Jackson didn't want to kill Lucien.
After he finished speaking, Jackson saw Lucien looking at him with his face covered in blood. His voice was hoarse and simple, "Okay."
This made Jackson feel a little strange, but he didn't think too much about it. He ordered his thugs to take away the things that Lucien didn't have time to deal with, and the forty-five copper coins that they found on Lucien's body.
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