The gentry group rushed to Leiwen Manor, no, now it should be renamed the county magistrate's mansion, Lance was busy screening the servants.

Originally, this matter was left to Heigang, but what should I say? Heigang is naturally dedicated and impeccable as a guard, but as a butler, that's far from it.

After he received the order from Lance early in the morning, he took several guards to catch people from house to house - you can imagine the situation, when a black ant general carrying a big hammer and a group of armored guards knocked on the door of your house, shouting to check the water meter and rushing in to capture you, it was like a group of fierce gods coming to search the house.

Heigang remembered the young master's advice in the morning that he would control the other party's family and never give them the opportunity to take advantage of it. He also completed this task meticulously, from a baby who was still in cradle to an old man with only skin and skeleton left, all without saying a word of nonsense. The poor civilians have always been used to accepting it and dared not resist, so he let Heigang take it with him.

After copying the family, Heigang felt that it was not enough. Who was the young master? He didn't have dozens or hundreds of servants around him to serve him in front of him. But you can't say that when he was in the Lord's Fort, Lance had so many servants who were used. So he copied two, three, four, five, and six in a row, until the 178 families were seventeen, and when everyone on a street was tied up and tied back by him, Heigang let go of the group of other people hiding in the distance and watching tremblingly.

However, after this time, it was Lance's turn to have a headache. He wanted servants, not such messy idle people from old to young people. Many people even didn't know why they came to the county magistrate's manor, thinking that they had committed a crime and got into trouble with the new county magistrate who was chopping people's heads like cutting vegetables. He was busy kneeling and kowtowing to Lance for mercy. After all, the red blood stains on the ground in the manor had not yet been subsided by the rain.

Lance was so annoyed that he ordered everyone to shut up, otherwise they would all cut them down. This trick was really useful. In an instant, even the babies stopped crying. Then, Lance asked Heigang to send people to ask about their skills one by one, and let those who went to work in the fields go back to farm honestly. Those who had free labor or wanted to earn wages could stay. Of course, Lance had to take the lead in the end to use the [Low-level Insight] to take the skills. Although soldiers who didn't want to be a chef were not good drivers, Lance didn't want to really hire a chef who cooked food that was worse than pig food. He always made mistakes in cleaning the labor, so that he would get angry.

After Lance's arrangement, things finally cleared up a little, but it was still far from perfect solution. However, Lance didn't plan to make it to the best. Let's do it first. The conditions at the beginning were difficult, and Lance was still mentally prepared.

At this stall, the guards guarding outside came in to report.

"Sir, the group of squire you are looking for has arrived, just waiting outside."

Lance was just getting upset by these trivial matters, but when he heard the news, he immediately saw the sun.

"I'm still worried that there is no place to have fun and change my mood..." Lance's lips raised. He was about to ask the squire to come in, but then he stopped again. He turned his head and said to Heigang, "Take a few guards with me, let's set up the welcome place first, and then invite them in."

Black steel naturally allows everything.

When the guards who had come in to report the news went out and called the gentry in, it was actually 10 minutes later.

The squire had been waiting outside for a long time, but they were not able to get into trouble when they were in the county magistrate's place.

"Remember, after we go in, don't be intimidated by his momentum, but don't rush into him with voluntary urgency, one word - drag!" Mosen whispered to the others around him, so as not to make any mistakes at the critical moment: "If he has any requests, we can agree to him first, then find various reasons to make excuses and deliberately exaggerate the difficulty. I believe that I don't need to teach you these techniques anymore?"

"Don't worry, the head of the Tari remembers it all." The answer was Gur of the Gurlan family, the one who heard Lance summon them to fall from the chair to the ground. However, now he was much calmer than when he heard Lance summoning him.

"I hope this is the case..." As the planner, Mosen was not optimistic about the squire who was with him. After all, they were a group of rich people in the countryside and lacked the courage and knowledge. After thinking about this, Mosen couldn't help but sigh.

In front of me is the living room for guests to be received in Sir Leiwen's mansion. It would be inappropriate if you continue. Mosen cleared his throat with a cough and signaled that everyone else would stop discussing.

Seeing this, the guard who was walking in front of them reached out and pushed open the door, and a new world appeared in front of them. The room was still the same room, but the owner was no longer the same master. In addition, the decorations in the room changed completely - as if overnight.

All the luxury appreciation objects that Sir Raven loved were gone, and only a few simple stools were placed there alone. However, these were not the biggest changes. What really shook everyone's eyes was the wooden bed placed on the front seat, where a man was lying lazily, supporting his cheeks with his hands, and staring at this side with his eyes slanted.

The squire present may not have known Lance before, nor have they heard of the rumor of the son of the lord, but at this moment, if they still don't understand who was lying on the wooden bed, then their life will be in vain.

What's the fuss about this? Are there any welcome guests lying on the bed?

Several gentry and wealthy looked at each other in a glance, and finally they all looked at Mosen.

Mosen thought to himself, fortunately, he had never expected the performance of these idiots, and he sighed unconsciously. However, this was related to the collective interests of the gentry. They all prospered and lost, and he had to let him stand out. So when he raised his head, Mosen looked at the young man on the head with bright eyes. He gave a respectful and unflattering gift: "Today, I am honored by the invitation of the county chief."

Lance, who was in the head, used his fingers to pick his nose, and his handsome and positive image was destroyed, and then he whispered to everyone present: "Sit."

There were ten chairs in the whole room in two rows. Behind each chair was a fully armed black-armored guard. They pressed the weapons on their waists with one hand, looking at them with a cold look, with a stern murderous aura.

These gentry who had never seen the world were used to being arrogant in this remote place, but they had never seen such a solemn scene. They were afraid that they would not dare to sit in a seat. It was not until Mosen took the lead that the others found a chair and sat down. However, they looked back from time to time, fearing that the weapons of the guards would be placed on their necks without realizing it. Therefore, their sitting posture was very strange, and their butts were almost not stuck to the chair, and they all looked like they were running away in a glance.

Seeing this, Mosen thought it was a big deal. The group of scumbags were scared out of their courage without talking about a single word. But the problem was not only serious. There were eleven people coming this time, but there were only ten chairs here in total.

This means that there will definitely be someone left.

And the one who is left, who is still Gul, who has just calmed down and is the most likely to make mistakes at critical moments.

After everyone sat down, Guer, who was standing alone, was more conspicuous than anyone else, which also made the young man lying on the wooden bed look at him with a lazy look.

"I asked you to sit, why are you still standing?" Lance's voice was very plain, as if he was talking about family matters, but the unhappiness in his voice made all the squires present feel uncomfortable, and the timid Gul's current situation could only be described as a light on his back. He was sweating for a moment, and even said something unscrupulous: "Big, sir, this... the chairs here are full."

Lance obviously had no intention of letting someone go to another place to add a chair. His eyes were staring at Goul motionless, which made people scared.

Gul could not bear the pressure of his gaze, so he lowered his head and did not dare to look at Lance, and said anxiously: "Big, sir, I'm not tired, just stand."

But his appearance seemed to be exhausted at any time.

"Sit." Lance repeated the words again. At this time, he looked away at the guard Heigang standing beside him. Heigang knew how to approach Goul in the hall step by step with the murderous hammer, with a murderous aura.

Lance's voice seemed to help this murderous intent: "But if you refuse to sit, you can only lie down forever."

Goul looked at Lance in horror, then at Heigang, who was pressing towards him step by step, and then to the others who came in with him but now pretended to be unrelated. He wanted to escape, but couldn't exert force. Goul's legs became weak and he simply fell to the ground.

"Sir, please spare me, please spare me!"

"I didn't let you kneel down, let him sit for me, do you really want to die?" The voice in front suddenly raised its tone like thunder, which made everyone's ears rumble. Gul still dared to resist. He quickly changed his posture and sat obediently on the floor. In fact, the black steel hammer had been held high for more than half, and a huge figure pressed down Guer couldn't breathe.

It was on the verge of life and death, but Lance stopped him.

"Forget it this time, Heigang, these country bumpkins don't understand the rules, but I will only give you the chance once. If there is another next time, don't blame me."

"Yes, yes." Gur nodded like pounding garlic. He wanted to kowtow to Lance, but he was afraid of breaking the rules. His awkward look was so strange.

Seeing that everyone present was smoothed out and did not dare to breathe, Lance smiled coldly and had to deal with this group of old-fashioned wealth in the countryside.

His eyes scandalized everyone present, and [low-level insight] fed back their basic information.

Haha, everyone is a bargain without skills.

"Huh?" Lance was surprised strangely.

Heigang bent down and asked Lance what he had ordered, but Lance just looked at the squire and shook his head.

There is a guy from [Strategy D].

The corresponding rank of D-level is elite. Lance stared at Mos with a strange look and smiled strangely. Unexpectedly, there were still a few talents in this countryside.

However, with such a killing stick in front of him, Lance had a complete earthquake and his question became extremely smooth. Except for a few fools, they seemed to want to interfere with him.

This does not refer to the guy with a green skin on the right-handed seat. Lance noticed him for a long time because the system feedbacks the elite strategy people, which made Lance curious about what was special about him. However, Lance soon realized that this was a self-protection guy. He did not fear him like others and obeyed his orders, but the questions he asked were still actively cooperated with and answered questions.

The one who really dared to resist himself was the current head of the Mulin family who relied on killing his brother to usurp the throne. This guy himself was also a tough guy. He seemed to not believe that Lance really dared to kill all of them, so although he answered Lance's question like others on the surface, he obviously skipped a lot of important information and confused the public.

Lance was simply incredible. Did this guy really think he was too stupid to hear it? Or did he think that he had put so many people on it just to scare them?

Just when Lance felt that there was no deterrent force in not seeing blood, it was better to have a scene of killing the chicken to warn the monkey, the guy actually took the initiative to raise a question that Lance had to face up to.

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