Super Island Tycoon

Chapter 1157: Chapter 1156: Unlucky

The Lord Governor kept his head down and didn’t say a word.

Jiang Cheng said, "By the way, if Lord Celestial Governor is interested, I can show you our spaceship. I’m not boasting, but it’s truly a marvel of modern craftsmanship."

He lowered his voice, "This is from the Delmar Planet—you know that planet, right?"

Though this planet is quite far from Bordeaux Planet, it’s still within the same galaxy after all.

"This spaceship can only be used by the head of the Delmar Mansion, and there are only three in total," Jiang Cheng sneered, his words becoming increasingly icy, "Logically, a commoner like me wouldn’t be qualified to use such a spaceship. I have no money nor power, I’m just a passerby on Delmar Planet."

Jiang Cheng paused for a moment, then continued, "It’s just that, after I bloodily massacred their President’s Mansion, they offered this spaceship to me specifically. I think they just wanted me to leave quickly."

Alright, though the Lord Governor didn’t know much about Delmar Planet, he knew it was much more advanced than Bordeaux.

Even disregarding the level of advancement, if this person isn’t bluffing, since he could bloodbath the President’s Mansion, then to someone like him, a little governor like himself wouldn’t be worth anything.

"Well, then, we’ll see you again, Lord Governor, I won’t be seeing you off."

Jiang Cheng stood at the inn’s entrance, watching the dejected Lord Governor assist his still-sobbing lover onto his spaceship, leaving with the escort.

Jiang Cheng returned to the inn, Ba Lv was complaining to Yanran, "I was in a good mood and wanted to ask you to go for a walk, but suddenly these people showed up wanting to buy Alice. Of course, I didn’t agree, and they just wouldn’t give up, really pissed me off."

Relying on their power, the Governor and those few bigwigs trying to forcibly buy the Flaming Firebird were all driven out, and the inn became peaceful again.

The innkeeper walked out from behind the counter, now looking at them with a different gaze.

As a local, he knew how influential the Governor and those gang leaders were.

This kind old man walked to Jiang Cheng’s side, advising him to leave this place soon.

You don’t know who you’ve offended, the Governor and his people definitely won’t let it go easily, you need to be careful.

This kind old man kept nagging, reminding Jiang Cheng to be careful.

"Mr. Innkeeper, you’re not asking us to leave, are you?" Ba Lv asked.

"Of course not, I just hope you’ll be more cautious, after all, it’s easier to dodge an open spear than a hidden arrow," the innkeeper said.

Rest assured, we won’t go looking for them, they’d laugh secretly if they knew. If they’re foolish enough to keep bothering us, then the next meeting won’t just end with a beating."

Ba Lv sneered, the innkeeper nodded and began cleaning the lobby.

After that commotion, the lobby became a mess, with some fresh blood on the floor.

By the way, I’ve got some money here, you and the others take it, consider it our apology," Ba Lv said to the innkeeper.

"No need, no need," the innkeeper waved his hand, "nothing was really damaged, and it’s those scoundrels who should pay, not you."

Still, take it, sorry for the trouble," Ba Lv insisted, thrusting the money into the innkeeper’s hands, "use it to have a drink."

The innkeeper originally didn’t want it; he had seen these people were fiercer than local ruffians, how could he dare take their money?

In the end, as Ba Lv forced the money into his hand, he had no choice but to accept it.

Teacher, because of those bastards, I haven’t had breakfast yet," Ba Lv said, holding the money.

Let’s wait a bit, we’ll go for lunch together. If you’re hungry, there are cookies in the room," Yanran said, "come on, let’s go up, I was just talking to Teacher about the fighting contest, you join us."

Oh.

Watching the three of them head up, the innkeeper shook his head and began directing others to clean up.

In a hospital in Bordeaux, a gloomy-faced guy lay in bed.

Back at the inn, he had tried to pull a knife on Jiang Cheng, and unsurprisingly, Jiang Cheng stabbed him instead. As he collapsed, since he didn’t get immediate treatment—everyone was busy saving their own lives, with no spare time for others.

This guy lost a lot of blood and was saved just in time; now he lay on the bed, closing his eyes, looking very weak.

Old Hill, Bald, and Fatty stood quietly beside him, wearing expressions of empathy.

Fatty sighed heavily; he was the first to be thrown out by Ba Lv at the inn, crashing into the counter, nearly dead.

Luckily, he was hefty, the fat cushioning his fall, suffering only superficial injuries without further harm.

"Damn it, we were really unlucky to run into such tough guys."

The others ignored him; Fatty continued to talk to himself.

"We lost the bird, and on top of that, had to shell out money to buy medicine for the boys—a real downside."

Mentioning money, the others couldn’t help but feel uneasy. The Governor’s promise was a significant amount.

Splitting it among the four would match half a year of their income.

However, thinking of that deadly young girl, their greed had to cool down.

Bald spoke up, "What can we do, she’s better than us, if we can’t beat her, what else can we do, just sigh."

He didn’t finish his sentence but regretted, "So much money, seeing it but unable to take it, it’s really frustrating."

Old Hill waved his hand at them, saying, "Listen to me, let’s pretend we never saw this. When he gets better, we’ll continue with our fighting contest business."

Fatty chuckled, "Old Hill, I don’t believe you don’t want that money at all."

Old Hill glanced at him and sneered, "I don’t want it? Damn, I want that money more than anyone. Everyone here knows I’m dead set on money."

The other three nodded.

Old Hill was notoriously stingy in their circle; after every meal with them, he’d pack all leftovers to take home.

Even more extreme, Old Hill used those packed leftovers to entertain guests.

Fatty discovered this unexpectedly.

Once, during their gathering, Fatty hesitated over a chicken leg but was too full to eat it, despite wanting more, he couldn’t take another bite.

So he threw the half-eaten leg back.

On the third day, Old Hill invited them for a meal, unsurprisingly at his house. They knew Old Hill almost never entertained at restaurants unless absolutely unavoidable.