"I'm afraid that won't work!" Adam shook his head. "Our mission is limited to protecting the town and collecting debts for others. This is not in compliance with the law..."
"Ahem! Brother, don't talk yet!"
George covered Adam's mouth with his hand, and his attitude towards Alan changed from nonchalant to full of smiles.
"Brother! Tell me more about this armed tax collection!"
"Brother George, you are a straightforward person, so I won't beat around the bush." ​​Allen raised three fingers, "After the deal is done, you can get 30% of the tax revenue."
George stroked his big bald head, his eyes rolling around, thinking deeply.
"Alan, it's not appropriate for you to do this, is it?" Lion Sister Maria took over the conversation, "I have two questions that I can't figure out."
"First, the dwarves, pirates, and ogres were already local residents long before you moved here. They were not your subjects. What reason do you have to collect taxes from them?"
"Secondly, even if you have the ability to steal money from others, or as you say, to collect taxes, how to divide the money is up to you alone? Don't you need the approval of the mayor and the council?"
"Sister Maria , these two questions are actually very simple."
Alan explained to Sister Lion with a smile.
"Indeed, we are latecomers, but we are legal citizens of the New Quint Territory."
"We have a pioneering license issued by the monastery. The monastery's endorsement ensures the legality of our local taxation!"
"Let me ask you, do dwarves, pirates, and ogres have special licenses issued by the monastery?"
"No..." Maria shook her head and smiled bitterly.
"So, no matter how long they have been the local bosses here, they do not have legal residency rights. Am I right?"
Maria, Adam and George looked at each other and fell silent.
If we do not acknowledge Allen's logic, it would be equivalent to indirectly denying that all territorial rights of Silver Moon Island belong to Silver Moon Monastery, and denying the legitimacy and authority of the residency and license issued by Silver Moon Monastery!
They did not dare to deny the authority of the Silver Moon Monastery and could only agree that what Alan said made sense.
"Sister Maria, as for your second question."
Alan filled Sister Lion's glass with wine and smiled.
"I forgot to introduce myself just now. I am the chief tax collector of New Quint Territory. You can also think of me as a tax contractor."
"Except for the share of taxes that I hand over to the town government, the rest is all mine. I can divide it up however I want."
"Okay, little fox, you're awesome!" Maria was convinced.
"It seems that everyone has no doubts." George said, "Then let's talk about the division of profits."
"Wait a minute!" Adam could no longer bear it. "What do you mean by no doubt? I haven't said anything yet!"
"Even if Allen has the law to rely on and the right to levy taxes, our security team shouldn't do such a thing!"
"We are here to maintain public order, not the private armed forces of the tax farmer. How can we help him collect taxes?"
"This is misusing public property for personal gain! You can't do that! You absolutely can't do that!"
"Ahem! Brother, this is where you are wrong."
George smiled and took over the conversation.
"It was obviously the dwarves, pirates and ogres who started the trouble first. They refused to obey the teachings and bullied our brother Alan, thus destroying the law and order in the new Quent Territory!"
"How can we not discipline this black sheep?!"
"If they dare to resist taxes today, they will dare to rebel tomorrow. What else will they dare to do the day after tomorrow... I dare not even think about it!"
"Our security team must strike hard! Kill the chicken to scare the monkeys and severely crack down on this evil trend!"
"This is not only to maintain the law and order of New Quint, but also to defend the authority of our monastery!"
"Otherwise, who will take the license issued by the monastery seriously in the future?"
"Brother, Third Sister, think about it carefully, isn't this the truth?"
"Second brother is absolutely right!" Sister Lion slapped her thigh, "I support second brother!"
Adam hesitated.
Alan filled his glass with wine and asked with a smile, "Brother Adam, how is this wine? Is it to your liking?"
"Not bad, very good!"
"I'll send you two more buckets tomorrow."
"Well, then there's no need for that... I can't do that!"
Adam rubbed his hands and finally made up his mind.
"I'm not biased towards Alan. To be fair, it was indeed the dwarves, pirates, and ogres who were at fault in this matter!"
"As for me, you all know that I always value peace."
"If the dwarves, pirates, and ogres are willing to pay taxes according to the law, then we can talk about it."
"If you don't know how to be shameless, you can't blame us for being violent. What do you think?"
"Brother is right!" George nodded in agreement.
"I'll listen to my brother!" Maria had no objection.
Alan smiled and filled Brother Xiong's glass with wine. The intention of cooperation was reached, and the next step was to talk about money.
"Brother Allen, 30% and 70% is no problem, but..." George smiled cunningly, "30% is yours, and 70% belongs to us!"
"40% to 60% split." Alan returned the money, "40% for you and 60% for me!"
After some bargaining, the two sides finally reached an agreement that after deducting the money to be paid to the town government, the remaining taxes would be split in half.
As for how much tax you can ultimately receive, it all depends on your ability.
The three monks in the monastery were ready to try, figuring out how to squeeze oil out of the stone!
…
There are two things in life that are inevitable: death and taxes.
…
Alan led the Silver Moon Security Team and the town militia and began to perform the duties of "Chief Tax Farmer".
The plan is to spend a month collecting taxes from the "wild monsters" in the territory.
The three toughest nuts to crack are the dwarves in the Iron Valley, the ogre clan in the forest, and the pirate gang in the Cozy Nest.
Allen's account book is ready, the abacus is clanging, and he is calculating the accounts one by one. No one can escape!
The dwarf's temper is indeed as hot as the legend says.
As soon as Alan stated his purpose, the dwarves raised their forging hammers in anger.
I have to say, Brother Bear, Brother Pig and Sister Lion, after receiving the money, really did the job!
Adam took the lead, rushing into the crowd and bumping fists.
BANG!!
The blazing magic power gushed out from between his fingers, transforming into a huge ball of light that radiated strong light in all directions!
Silver Moon Martial Arts——Sun Fist!
Within a radius of twenty meters, all the dwarves were blinded by the bright light and burst into tears. They covered their faces and screamed, and their hammers clanged to the ground.
George's fat body floated up like a balloon, gliding more than 30 meters in the air and landing in front of a group of dwarves with crossbows behind him.
The dwarf crossbowman hurriedly released his arrows!
Countless crossbow arrows forged from fine steel shot at George, piercing his entire body in an instant, like a fat hedgehog.
"ha!"
George shouted loudly, and all the arrows that were caught by his fat body bounced back and returned to their original owners!
The crossbow arrow had no edge at the tail, but it hit the body hard. Even though the dwarf crossbowman was protected by chain mail, he still almost died of pain.
The next second, George stomped his feet violently, and the earth shook!
The strong shock waves spread through the soles of the feet, causing a local earthquake.
The entire dwarf workshop collapsed with a loud bang, the ground cracked and the walls collapsed.
Before the workshop collapsed, Alan got out the door.
Seeing the ruins at the scene, I silently wiped away the cold sweat.
The stomping of George's foot that caused the earthquake just now seemed to be the third-level martial art "Earthquake Wave" of the Silver Moon Monastery.
Similar to the second-order "Earthquake", but more powerful and covering a wider area, making it especially suitable for destroying buildings.
In the valley, another group of dwarves hurried over.
Maria sneered and suddenly rushed forward, so fast that she left an afterimage!
A second ago, the brilliant golden hair was still floating in the air.
The next second, she had already rushed out thirty meters away.
Bang bang bang bang!!
From the crowd, there were a series of sounds of metal armor being hit by blunt objects.
A group of dwarves wearing heavy armor were all knocked down by Sister Lion in the blink of an eye.
The armor and shield were pierced and smashed by her fists!
The common sense that "two fists are no match for four hands" does not apply to her.
Any opponent who gets close to her will be punched.
Be impartial, treat everyone fairly, and knock them all down with one punch!
The three captains led the way, and the warlocks of the Silvermoon Security Team were not willing to be left behind, rushing forward and beating the dwarves.
Within ten minutes, all the hot-tempered dwarf brothers were beaten down.
Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from the ironworks in the distance!
"Bandits! You're finished!"
A dwarf who was kicked away by Maria was hanging on a tree with a hideous grin on his face.
"The Great Elder is here in his 'Iron Emperor' and will kill you all very soon!"
The Iron Emperor...?
Alan looked curiously towards the direction where the roar came from.
I saw a huge iron man striding towards me.
Steam and black smoke were coming out of it , and there was a sound of gears turning.
This steel giant looks like a dwarf magnified a hundred times, holding a sledgehammer in his left hand and a giant pickaxe in his right hand.
It was covered with rivets, as if it was covered with iron patches.
Alan looked carefully and found that there was a hatch on the chest of the constructed giant, as if someone was driving inside its belly.
The "Iron Emperor" strode closer, and the creaking sound of parts all over his body was extremely harsh.
The twelve-meter-tall giant body, like a building, casts a shadow that buries the tiny human beings...
"Haha! It's just a big tin doll. Watch me tear it apart!"
Maria smiled contemptuously and jumped up.
The graceful figure suddenly soared a hundred feet into the air!
Fly to the commanding height, stretch your arms, and flip over gracefully.
He kicked in the air at the "Iron Emperor"!
The dwarf driving the armored giant didn't take her desperate attack seriously and continued to stride forward.
Until Sister Lion kicked the armored giant...
boom!!
Maria was like a human-shaped meteor, kicking the giant's steel head directly to pieces, and black smoke billowed out of his neck.
The headless giant shook violently, and finally couldn't withstand the earth-shattering kick, and fell down with a bang.
Sister Lion landed gracefully, dusted off her trouser legs, and said calmly, "It's a piece of cake."
“Cough, cough, cough…”
A cough was heard from the wreckage of the "Iron Emperor".
The hatch opened and an old dwarf wearing glasses climbed out.
The beard that hung down to his chest had been singed by the "Iron Emperor" who was on fire in the cabin.
Alan suppressed his laughter and used the "water control spell" to create artificial rain to extinguish the flames on the old dwarf's body.
…
With the support of the Silver Moon Security Team, Allen's first stop of "tour tax collection" achieved fruitful results.
No matter how tough the dwarves are, they know that a wise man never suffers a loss in front of him.
After being beaten up, I could only accept the defeat.
Alan collected a portion of the tax in cash, and the dwarves promised to pay the rest in steel, armor, and weapons.
Both parties signed the contract and sealed it.
Considering that the dwarves have always attached great importance to credibility, Alan believes that they will fulfill the agreement without compromise.
If we can deal with the dwarves in Ironforge Valley, there will be no shortage of steel in this town from now on.
The armor and weapons needed by the militia were also found.
The armed tax collection team returned with a full load.
Adam and Maria were very satisfied with the victory in the first battle. Only George, who was very fussy, made a few sarcastic remarks.
"Brother Alan, we'll take care of all the dirty work in the fight."
"You just follow along to keep the accounts, and you'll make 50% of the net profit. This deal is a steal!"
"If we had known this, we would have asked for a bigger share of the dividends!"
Alan smiled and didn't refute.
During the trip to Iron Forge Valley, he indeed had no chance to take action.
Being looked down upon and mocked by George, there was nothing I could say.
At the next stop of the tax collection tour, Allen decided to do a little to help open the eyes of the fat guy George!
This will save him from saying sour words and looking down on others!
…
A week later, the armed tax collection team was dispatched again.
The target this time is the ogre clan in the forest area.
The average height of an adult ogre is over three meters.
The ogre chieftain, known as "Big Stick", is nearly five meters tall, and the fat on his belly is like he is wearing three layers of swimming rings.
The name "Big Stick" is not for nothing. The chief's big stick is a whole poplar tree.
In the entire ogre tribe, only the chief can wield this "giant stick" easily.
Based on the above rumors, Allen speculated that Chief Big Stick's physical attribute would not be lower than 26 points.
The overall strength is equivalent to that of a violent warlock in the early stage of the third level.
Chief Big Stick, facing the tax notice issued by Allen, picked his nose and asked loudly:
"What is tax and can I eat it?"
Ogres are not very smart.
But it's not that stupid yet.
Of course Alan could tell that the Chief was playing dumb.
This is the traditional way of the ogres to taunt their enemies.
So, Alan also made a strong response in a traditional way that was consistent with the ogre tradition.
He made an extremely insulting gesture towards the chieftain and roared an extremely insulting roar:
"Fuck you, Fatty!"
"You're talking nonsense! Little rat! I'll beat you to pieces!!"
The chief was indeed enraged by Allen and rushed forward with a huge stick raised!
Alan was not in a hurry and started the second level of atavism.
The body suddenly grew to four meters in height!
His large, muscular bodies burst through his shirt, emitting a metallic luster in the sunset.
BANG!!
The huge wooden stake came crashing down!
Alan took the blow on his forehead without changing his expression.
The giant stick couldn't bear the pressure, and with Alan's head as the fulcrum, it broke in two with a snap!
Alan casually brushed away the sawdust on his head and twisted his neck. His joints creaked, like the crisp sound of gears meshing in a machine.
Even though he didn't even get a scalp hurt by the blow, Allen still appreciated the power of Chief Big Stick.
"Not bad. With a full force, it was able to mess up my hairstyle."
Chief Big Stick was so angry that his face turned red. He threw away the half stump, opened his arms, roared and rushed forward to fight!
Allen took the stick not just to show off, but mainly to use the system to test his opponent's strength.
The Ogre Chieftain's Physical stat is approximately 27, the same as before his atavism.
Including the bonus of atavism, Allen's current physical attribute is 31 points, easily crushing Chieftain Big Stick.
What's more, his speed advantage is even greater!
Alan didn't even use the hound step and easily dodged the opponent's grab.
He grabbed the chief's arm with one hand and threw him over his shoulder!
Boom!
The earth trembles!
The giant stick chief hits the ground with his head!
He fell with a bloody head and stars in his eyes, but he still tried to get up.
Allen stepped forward and locked the chief's throat with his arm from behind!
Use the "naked choke" technique to completely subdue him.
"Now answer me, is tax delicious?"
“No… it’s not tasty…”
“Do you pay taxes?”
"I will pay..." The chief gasped with difficulty, "but we have no money..."
"It's okay, you can cut down trees to offset your taxes."
Alan replied with a smile.
He had already considered everything carefully and made clear arrangements for the ogres.
Of course the chief had no choice but to accept his kindness.
Everyone around, including the ogres and the monks, was completely silent.
The ogres and the security guards looked at Alan with awe.
After all, Adam, George and Maria were at a higher level than him, so there was no need to make a fuss.
The reason why the three of them were shocked was entirely because of the leopard bloodline that Alan displayed when he reverted to his ancestral form and transformed!
The majestic image of the leopard-headed giant made the three of them couldn't help but imagine.
Ogre bloodline is not uncommon.
The bloodline of the Black Panthers is not particularly rare.
It is so rare to combine the two!
Beast ogre, special bloodline!
He is definitely a rare and valuable genius!
"Brother, your bloodline... wow, you have a bright future!" George put his arm around Alan's shoulders, smiling, "When you become successful in the future, don't forget to take care of your old friends!"
Allen was worried that he had no chance to get close to the three men, so he took advantage of George's sudden change in attitude and proposed to become sworn brothers with the three men.
The eldest brother is Adam, the second brother is George, the third sister is Maria, and Alan is the youngest and is the fourth brother.
It was already dark when we left the Ogre Forest.
The armed tax-collecting group camped by the nearby river.
Alan was tidying up the tent when he suddenly smelled a familiar fragrance.
When she looked back, Sister Lion was leaning against the tent with her arms folded, smiling at her.
The full chest is held up by the arms, which is particularly spectacular.
Alan smelled that Maria had put on the perfume he had given her, so he walked up to her and gave her a few compliments.
Maria smiled slightly and said softly, "Fourth brother, can I ask you for a favor?"
"Third sister, please tell me. I will try my best."
"I really like the perfume you gave me, but there's a place where I can't spray it myself..."
Alan understood what she meant and followed Sister Lion into her tent.
Maria let him hold the perfume bottle, and she turned her back to him and took off her top and bra, revealing her tanned bare back.
The tight leather pants highlight the hot waist and hip curves and a pair of round and straight long legs.
Alan shook the perfume bottle and sprayed it on Sister Lion's graceful naked back.
"Wow! It's so cool!"
Maria shuddered and turned around.
Her lips were slightly pursed, with a shy smile.
Alan was face to face with her, and they could hear each other's breathing.
The air in the dim tent was extremely hot.
Alan put down the perfume bottle and stepped forward to help Sister Lion disarm her lower body so that he could fully appreciate the beauty of her body.
Towering snow-capped mountains, golden grasslands...
The scent of the sea is intoxicating.