In order not to reveal their identity, Chechen and Pedro sold their horses to a farmer in the countryside, and bought two green horses and two ragged clothes with cloaks from him.

    After dressing up, they entered the city smoothly. Although there was a big game yesterday, the guards of Smolensk didn''t check pedestrians more strictly. This is because uncle and nephew Chechen fled outside the city after robbing the horse. Yakov took it for granted that they must be somewhere outside the city, and they would never dare to enter the city again; In recent years, the nobles of Smolensk, such as little anzumov, were robbed. The officers of Czar Russia were happy to see their jokes. Although Yakov ordered to arrest the criminals, no one seriously implemented the orders below.

    Pedro and Chechen lowered their heads and tried not to let people see their face. After all, they stayed in Smolensk for several months, and there was a big horse race yesterday. Many citizens have seen them. It''s hard to guarantee that no one will recognize them.

    After turning a few alleys, Pedro and Cherchen stopped in a quiet corner.

    "I''ll go to efrich alone. You go to the pub and sit until I come back," Pedro said to Chechen.

    Although Ehrlich doesn''t seem to be a man who will betray his friends, and he hates czar Russia very much, Pedro and Cherchen are alone. The burden of revenge for the mercenary regiment is on them, so they should be careful in everything. After all, they are afraid of ten thousand.

    Cherchen nodded.

    "If I haven''t come back by lunchtime, you''ll leave immediately and go as far as possible." Pedro thought and added.

    "If you don''t come back, I''ll use the money hidden in the woods to buy one more life." Chechen looked at Pedro and said firmly.

    So uncle and nephew said "God bless you" to each other and parted hands in the alley.

    The tavern where Pedro wants Cherchen is at the corner of the alley. On the front door of the tavern hung a rusty green sign that read "Golden Sunshine". Obviously, that''s the name of the pub.

    As soon as Che Chen approached the door of the tavern, he saw a reward order with a portrait of himself and his uncle pasted on the publicity wall of the tavern. The reward order was stamped with the badge of the anzumov family, and the reward price of himself and his uncle was clearly marked in red pen: 50 per person.

    Although there are people in and out of the tavern from time to time, Chechen is not worried at all when he stands under the reward order, because although the outline of the person''s face on the portrait is similar to himself, his facial features are very different from Chechen.

    Che Chen tied his horse to the post outside the door and entered the tavern. Instead of going to the busy table, he chose a table near the corner and asked for a glass of beer.

    Compared with the hotel where averich stayed, this hotel is undoubtedly synonymous with dirty and messy. In fact, the Golden Sunshine Hotel is positioned like this - it serves the middle and lower class residents of Smolensk.

    Here, Cossacks with bare arms, poor little nobles with only family badges, craftsmen who have worked all day and prostitutes who shuttle between them from time to time can be seen everywhere.

    These prostitutes are experts in recognizing people. At a glance, they can tell whether a person has money in his pocket and whether he is willing to spend money for himself. Then they will pander to customers who are rich and willing to spend money until they drain their last money.

    In the eyes of these prostitutes, Chechen is obviously not a "qualified" guest. He is too young to know what a woman is; And sitting in a remote corner, drinking the cheapest beer that is not easy to get drunk.

    This also let Chechen escape. Otherwise, he really can''t deal with these migratory warblers.

    Soon, three people sat down on an empty table next to Chechen. Two of them looked like twin brothers, very strong, while the other one was also full of flesh and looked ferocious. The men sat down and ordered five bottles of vodka. They also refused to come to the wandering warblers, and kept wiping off the oil.

    "Bo ruiqu, we''re going to kill someone." in front of the prostitutes and nearby Chechen, one of the brothers directly asked Bo ruiqu to help them kill.

    "Kill who? It''s agreed in advance that there are 50 cases for men, 20 cases for women, children and the elderly." the man named boriqu was obviously in the business of killing, and he directly quoted the price.

    During this conversation, the prostitutes who lingered around the three people not only did not have the slightest fear and surprise, but also had a common expression on their face.

    This is another world of Smolensk, like two sides of a mirror. All along, Chechen has experienced the upper world. That world is civilized and pays attention to the law. Even if he wants to murder a person, people in the upper world also use more conspiracies and tricks to try not to let their hands be stained with blood. The other world in the mirror presents the naked forest law. People advocate using force to solve any problem that cannot be solved by law.

    "What we want you to kill is our neighbor, hob''s. He wants to rob our family''s field with a roll of papers. That field was handed down by our grandfather''s generation. That''s our family." another of the brothers said angrily.

    Borech raised a finger and stopped his chatter. What this twin brother said was worthless nonsense to boritra.

    "Age, occupation, height, number of families," borech asked bluntly, which was what he cared about.

    "He is fifty years old and a little aristocrat. He is a farmer like us. He is about one meter sixty-five. There are three people in his family. One is his wife and the other is his daughter."

    Borech nodded.

    He asked again, "did you kill all three?"

    "As long as you kill that hob, we know you only collect money from the dead. However, you should grab the paper in his pocket and give it to us. He takes it with him every day."

    Boriqu said that he understood that he took the deposit wrapped in linen layers by the two brothers, threw one of them to the blonde warbler who had been sitting on his lap, stopped and picked her up in the sound of the warbler''s joy, and then went upstairs. Soon, there will be a panting sound from a room there. The two brothers picked up the remaining vodka and left the pub.

    The whole process was heard and seen by Chechen. If it had been Chechen in the past, he would have blushed with shame. Then he either stood up to interrupt the three people''s evil acts or tried to inform the victim named hob. But now he sat there with a strong forbearance.

    It was not his blood that was cold, but his deep hatred did not allow him to be impulsive.

    "Hello, my name is Fatima."

    At this time, suddenly a hoarse female voice sounded in front of Chechen.

    Che Chen looked up and saw a girl in sky blue tights sitting in front of him.

    "Praise Allah?"

    This is the girl''s second sentence.