Fifty years after signing in, I became a blood clan boss

The next day, noon.

Fang Qingyan finally collected all the taxes.

And smoothly returned to Kasteinburg on business.

Very satisfactorily accomplished.

But the rest of the “tax squad” was not so lucky….

“Fifty-six thousand milliliters of blood less!”

Albert’s old butler stared sharply at one person, and asked sharply, “Are you hiding?” Be honest! ”

“No, I didn’t! It’s the people of the Bruch family, they cross the line to take blood, I … I didn’t dare to stop it. ”

Not only him, but several others also failed to complete the amount of blood required by the tax.

It’s not that they fill their pockets, but because the “taxpayers” have already drawn a round of blood in advance, and they really can’t squeeze it out!

Albert’s old butler was stunned, and his expression immediately became extremely difficult to see, and he gritted his teeth: “Damn it!” This group of unreasonable robbers is really an undisguised robbery! ”

He actually believed the tax collection squad’s words.

There was no doubt in the slightest.

Seeing this, Fang Qingyan’s eyes couldn’t help but flicker slightly.

Not just the small town of Bonn, almost all the towns within the fiefdom of Kastein were ravaged by the people of the Bruch family.

Moreover, judging from the performance of Albert’s old butler, this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened….

He was more curious about how the old butler would deal with this matter.

“Alas…”

Albert sighed helplessly and waved his hand, “Forget it, you all go back to rest.” ”

Forget it….

Sure enough, “forget it” as expected.

The arm can’t twist the thigh, the big nobles bully the small nobles, just like the small nobles bully the commoners, the weak party can only have grievances and dare not speak out.

This is the food chain, the chain of contempt, of the blood clan.

Of course, the most crucial factor was that Count Kastein left and went to the Draenor Mountains.

Otherwise, the Bruch clan would not be so arrogant.

……

“You’re the only one who completed the task.”

Albert looked at Fang Qingyan and was very surprised, “Didn’t the hooligans of the Bruch family go to Bonn Town?” ”

Fang Qingyan shrugged his shoulders: “It should be, I didn’t meet it.” ”

He couldn’t say: they came to come, but unfortunately they couldn’t go back, they were all slaughtered by me!

Albert believed it: “You’re so lucky, go and get the reward of ten silver coins.” ”

As for the others, naturally there is no reward, but they have to accept severe punishment.

Rules are rules!

“Thank you, nothing else, I’ll go back to rest first.”

“Go ahead, go ahead. Alas, what a shame today … Hum! When Lord Count returns, he will definitely get justice for us. ”

……

Ten silver coins are Fang Qingyan’s salary for three months.

But he didn’t see the money at all.

In the past few months, he has been rewarded with a lot of precious materials for checking in.

All shot on the black market.

Fang Qingyan has already saved thousands of gold coins, which can be said to be rich in money and worth a lot.

He was even able to buy a house in the heart of the city of Lemya.

It’s just that he doesn’t pay attention to yellow and white things.

Money is something outside the body, and only strength is the guarantee of life.

……

Tax collection was busy overnight, allowing a day off.

After returning to the cabin.

Fang Qingyan was preparing to lie down in his “love coffin” and break through the life level with three drops of Marquis essence blood.

However, he suddenly remembered a very serious thing: his coffin was damaged by himself.

It was broken when cultivating the “Secret Art of Transformation of the Japanese Walking Bloodline”.

He had no choice but to support his forehead….

“I need a new coffin to increase the success rate of the breakthrough on the one hand, and to shield the movement caused by the breakthrough on the other hand.”

Fang Qingyan muttered, “But now it’s daytime, the time when the blood tribe is resting, and the black market is not open, even if you want to buy it, you can’t buy it!” ”

Instead, you can place an order.

But the coffin will not be received until tomorrow at the latest.

If you can break through today, why wait until tomorrow?

…… You’ll have to find another way.

Suddenly!

Fang Qingyan’s mind moved, and he remembered something…

“Isn’t Count Kastin not in the castle? His coffin is useless, what a waste of idleness? ”

His eyes glowed with an unusually bright glow.

He said that he has no cleanliness and does not mind the coffin where others have laid down!

……

Kastanburg is huge.

Lord Count’s “bedroom” is also very luxurious, filled with a variety of precious collections.

The gate was locked, and there were attendants guarding it.

But this is useless for Fang Qingyan, who is at the peak realm of the viscount!

Kastanin is not there, he is the king of this castle.

Without any effort, I entered this luxurious bedroom.

An exceptionally gorgeous black and gold coffin came into view, with a thick and majestic atmosphere, and at a glance, it was a corpse coffin of excellent quality, which was definitely not a luxury that ordinary nobles could enjoy!

The air also smells of spices.

This Lord Count is very good at enjoying life.

Bang!

Fang Qingyan kicked open the lid of the coffin.

Then he lay down and pulled the lid over and closed it.

He immediately felt a very special energy wrapped around him, making his mind instantly calm, and his spiritual power was nourished, and he could enter a meditative state at any time.

High-end, atmospheric, high-grade!

“Sure enough, a good coffin is the face of the blood clan! Made, I’m going to get a set of such advanced configurations another day! ”

Fang Qingyan thought to himself.

Without further ado, he immediately took out a drop of Marquis Essence Blood, took a deep breath, and suddenly took it.

Pure and huge life energy exploded in the body!

He began a breakthrough….

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