People in the heavens are as rich as the enemies of the country

When they returned to the dock again, most of the people had already boarded the ships at the port. Only the old and weak women who could not pass the screening were still interested in surrounding the gold coin box in the middle, waiting for the result of the final game.

Tang Sen could see another military dock in the distance. Many navy soldiers were lining up and paddling boats to board the warship. A strange soldier was standing in the dock square waiting. When he saw Tang Sen's appearance, he hurriedly greeted him. Come over.

"Mr. Tang, Brigadier General Norrington has ordered that the cruise will depart in an hour."

"Thank you, soldier." Tang Sen handed over a few gold coins and said with a smile: "Today is a big day for the brigadier general. It seems that he can't wait to set sail."

The soldier took the gold coin with a somewhat respectful attitude and whispered: "After the promotion ceremony, the brigadier general seemed to be in a bad mood. Mr. Tang must be on time. With the style of a brigadier general, he may not wait for you."

"Thank you for the reminder, I will pay attention."

Tang Sen naturally knew why Brigadier General Norrington was in a bad mood.

In the original work, he will express his feelings to Miss Swan on this day, and with his successful promotion, it is obviously double happiness, but now it is completely ruined. Miss Swan is watching a blacksmith apprentice at the dock participating in a shameful event. What a little trick of the Orientals.

Speaking of Mr. Turner, Townsend walked through the crowd and saw that there were only four challengers left surrounding the gold coin box.

The box was not big to begin with, so several people leaned on it in an awkward way, trying to save themselves effort. It was obvious that they were very tired and weak from being exposed to the sun for a long time.

"One person fell into a coma due to heat stroke, and another person's hand accidentally left the box and was discovered by us." A soldier came forward and reported.

"What a pity." Tang Sen spread his hands and took out a bag of gold coins: "Mr. Paul, can you help me distribute the gold coins? I think the gentlemen have already worked hard."

"Of course, Mr. Tang, it's my pleasure."

Not to mention that the soldiers started to distribute the gold coins with smiles on their faces. Tang Sen slowly walked up to the four challengers and said: "Gentlemen, I guess this morning has not been easy."

"For 126,000 pence, I think it's worth it, sir." A wealthy businessman replied weakly: "Just a few days in the sun is better than a few days of sailing in the sea facing the threat of pirates and storms." Months are much easier.”

"It seems that Mr. Crewe has calculated very clearly and is mentally prepared to persist for a few more days." Tang Sen said: "Unfortunately, as I said, this is not a game of willpower alone."

"Gentlemen, the game will be over in an hour."

After Tang Sen finished speaking, he waved to a soldier: "Mr. Stanford, can you help me find four plates?"

"Of course, Mr. Tang." The soldier grinned and ran away.

Who doesn't know that there is always a reward for doing things for Mr. Tang?

"Gentlemen, next, I need you to carry a plate on your head. If the plate falls, you will be eliminated."

"Of course, the gentleman wearing the hat, to ensure fairness, please take off your hat."

The four challengers suddenly changed their colors. This position was already uncomfortable enough, but at least they could move a little. If there was a plate on their heads, they would never move again.

"Mr. Tangtang, my head is rounder," a young man said with a sad face.

"You can choose to give up, Mr. Wells." Tang Sen said stiffly: "Based on your previous efforts, if you give up now, I can give you ten gold coins."

"No, it's still not possible." The young man gritted his teeth.

Five hundred gold coins were close at hand, and no one wanted to give up.

"Where are the other three gentlemen?"

"Of course not, Mr. Tang." The three of them said in unison.

Mr. Turner even had the guts to smile and said: "I guess being on the plate is no more terrible than being poor."

"It seems that Mr. Turner is very confident." Tang Sen looked to the side and saw that Miss Swan had changed into a comfortable long skirt and was standing aside with a parasol. He smiled and said, "Yes, there is a beauty. Next to me, Mr. Turner will grit his teeth and persevere no matter what.”

The soldier quickly ran back with the plate. Tang Sen generously handed over a few gold coins, and then handed the plate to the four challengers one by one.

"I want to emphasize again that once the plate hits the ground, you will be eliminated, and if you are eliminated, you will not get anything. Give up now, and you still have ten gold coins to get."

"I've already given up ten gold coins." The wealthy businessman took off his hat first, revealing his bare head. After testing for a while, he placed the plate firmly on it.

Mr. Turner and another thin middle-aged man also put the plate on the plate without hesitation. Only the boy named Wells hesitated, gritted his teeth, and put the plate on his head tremblingly.

He nervously held the edge of the plate until Tang Sen coughed in warning and then let go.

Snapped--

There was a crisp sound, and the plate fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

The boy's face turned pale.

"Unfortunately, Mr. Wells, you have been eliminated."

"It seems that recognizing one's own strength is more important than willpower."

"No, no! This isn't fair!" the boy yelled.

"There is not so much fairness in the world. I gave you a choice." Tang Sen waved, and the soldiers immediately took the frustrated and painful young man away.

"Now there are only three challengers left, let's wait a while and see what happens."

Tang Sen called for someone to bring a table, and soon, seafood soup and grilled pork chops were placed on the table.

After a busy day, Tang Sen really didn't eat anything at all. At this time, he was not polite and started to feast in front of the three challengers.

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The fragrance constantly penetrated into the nostrils of the challengers, causing their Adam's apples to rise and fall. They were already thirsty and hungry without even drinking water, and now they felt thunderous sounds in their stomachs.

This person must be a devil!

"I don't mind if you come over and eat with me." Tang Sen said while eating.

"When I win five hundred gold coins, I will have a lifetime opportunity to taste delicious food." The wealthy businessman responded with two sentences, relying on his broad body, fat body and hunger.

Tang Sen naturally does not think that this little temptation can knock down the challengers who have persisted until now. To be honest, their bigger challenge comes from the soreness caused by being motionless for a long time. Their physical strength has been exposed to the sun for a long time. It's even more unbearable now.

Tang Sen could already see the thin middle-aged man's body beginning to tremble.

If I remember correctly, this was the seventh challenger, who claimed to be seriously ill. Judging from his current performance, what he said was true. Even Tang Sen admired him for persisting until now despite his serious illness.

He was very sure that if he came to participate in his own game, he would probably be the first to be eliminated——

The willpower of modern people is naturally much worse than that of people in this era.

"Mr. Grieve, you look like you can't hold on anymore." Tang Sen held the spoon and said flatly: "If you give up now, I can give you twenty gold coins as compensation."

The middle-aged man named Griff gritted his teeth, his cheeks tightened together, and said nothing.

He no longer had the energy to answer Tang Sen's questions, but judging from the other party's performance, it was obvious that he had no intention of giving up.

Townsend shifted his gaze boredly, looked at Mr. Turner, and said, "Mr. Turner, what about you?"

"I think I will be the final winner." Relying on his strongest body and the sense of balance brought by years of practicing swordsmanship, Mr. Turner performed the most steadily. The plate seemed to be glued to his head. He even You can turn around and have a conversation.

"It seems so now." Townsend paused and suddenly said: "Mr. Turner, do you still remember the pirate with the same name as you I mentioned to you last time?"

"Impressed, sir." William Turner didn't know why Mr. Tang would chat with him at such a nervous time, but out of politeness, he replied: "Turner is not a common surname. If Mr. Tang hadn't said He was a pirate and I really wanted to see that man with my own eyes.”

"What a pity." Tang Sen spread his hands: "I might see him during this voyage. I am a little concerned about Mr. Turner's experience of finding his father. What are the characteristics of your father? If I see him again Mr. Turner, I wouldn't mind helping you identify it."

"No sir," said William Turner. "My father cannot be a pirate."

"If you insist-" Tang Sen nodded: "I will naturally respect your wishes."

He did not continue the topic, but glanced vaguely at Miss Swan on the sidelines. When he saw the sudden change in her face and hesitant expression, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, a large group of men passed by the dock square in a mighty manner. They were wearing all kinds of men's clothing and looked no different from ordinary sailors. The only difference from sailors was that they were basically in their prime and strong.

This group of people didn't look this way, they just lowered their heads and walked quickly onto the wooden pier, and quickly dispersed to the ships in the port in small boats.

There was some low commotion in the crowd. Tang Sen stood up, raised his voice, and drew people's attention back: "Gentlemen and ladies, our time is almost up."

"It's time to decide who is the winner of this game."

The eyes of people who had been waiting for the whole day suddenly gathered.

Tang Sen looked at the last three challengers one by one. The rich businessman's face was red, the middle-aged man's face was gray and his body was shaking, and Mr. Turner's face was calm, and he was confident of winning.

"To be honest, the next part is going to be brutal."

Tang Sen said slowly: "I must carefully confirm with the three of you, are you willing to pay the price of your lives for these five hundred gold coins?"

"This" the wealthy businessman was startled at first, "Mr. Tang, what does this mean?"

Tang Sen did not answer him, but whispered a few words to the soldier next to him. The soldier suddenly understood. He went back to discuss with several soldiers behind their backs for a while, and then brought over three flintlock rifles.

"Mr. Tang, you are ready."

Tang Sen nodded, looked at the three of them with a malicious smile, and said: "There are three flintlock guns here, only one is loaded with live ammunition, you can each choose one among them."

"What are you using it for?" The wealthy businessman had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Shoot." Townsend said simply and neatly: "Shoot yourself, sir."

"No! This is not a game, this is a crime!" The wealthy businessman was so shocked that he almost dropped the plate on his head.

"No, as always, you have the right to choose." Tang Sen spread his hands and said: "If you give up now, although I will not give you any reward, your life will not be threatened."

The wealthy businessman's face turned pale, and he was so troubled that he could not speak.

"Mr. Tang, I think this is a bit much." William Turner said with a frown.

"There is an old saying in the East, which is that wealth can be found in danger. I think people who survive on the sea should understand this truth." Tang Sen ended the topic forcefully and said: "Three gentlemen, you can choose."

The three of them were silent.

"Then let me choose for you."

Tang Sen directly picked up a flintlock gun and approached the three of them, "Let me shoot from near to far. Gentlemen, since none of you give up, then leave your lives to fate."

The gun was quickly aimed at the wealthy businessman closest to Tang Sen.

"Two-thirds chance, sir, don't worry, I'm aiming at your head. If unfortunately I choose the wrong one, you won't suffer any pain."

The wealthy businessman looked at the black muzzle of the gun, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his body shook like chaff.

Snapped--

The plate fell to the ground. The wealthy businessman stood up suddenly, screamed and fled into the crowd.

"Oh, it's a pity that he chose to give up."

Tang Sen shrugged and pointed the gun at the thin middle-aged man: "What about you, sir?"

"You just have to move and let the plate fall and the shot won't fire."

The middle-aged man's already pale face became even more gloomy, but he still gritted his teeth and stared at the muzzle of the gun without moving.

"Oh, it seems you chose to take a gamble." Tang Sen suddenly said: "Then -"

Tang Sen put his finger on the trigger and tightened his arm to pull the trigger.

At this moment, a strong body rushed over from the side. Tang Sen felt his eyes blurred as the flintlock gun had changed hands.

Then there was a neat click sound, and the surrounding soldiers suddenly changed their expressions, and all the guns in their hands were pointed at the person who took the gun.

The handsome blacksmith's apprentice.

"Mr. Tang, life should not be within the scope of games!" Mr. Turner dropped the flintlock gun on the ground, raised his hands to show that he did not pose any further threat, and said sternly.

"Mr. Turner." Townsend smiled, "Your hand has left the box."

"It's a pity that you were eliminated."

"I must stop your evil deeds." William Turner shouted: "If it is necessary to win the game by killing innocent people in this way, I would rather not."

"Mr. Turner is indeed a man with a great sense of justice." Townsend praised, "But he is too reckless."

Townsend picked up the firearm on the ground and pointed it at William Turner.

William Turner tensed up, but the soldiers around him pressed forward one after another, preventing him from moving.

Click——

The trigger is pulled and nothing happens.

"You're lucky, right?" Tang Sen picked up the second gun slowly: "What about this one?"

He quickly pulled the trigger, and William Turner ducked suddenly, but the gunshot still did not sound.

"Oh, it's empty." Tang Sen half-smiled, picked up the third gun, and pointed it at him.

"Mr. Tang!" Ms. Swann, who was standing on the sidelines, finally couldn't hold herself back and shouted: "Please stop."

Tang Sen glanced at her, smiled slightly, then suddenly pointed the muzzle of the gun in the air and pulled the trigger.

Still an empty gun.

William Turner's expression froze.

"Is it beyond your expectation? Mr. Turner?" Townsend threw the gun back to the soldier and stepped forward: "Or have you not considered this possibility at all?"

"I-" William Turner opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"I never said this game was only a test of willpower and endurance, right?"

However, Tang Sen passed him directly, walked up to the thin middle-aged man, and gently took off the plate on his head.

"Congratulations, sir, you are the final winner in this game of brave men."