Pirate’s Brood Order

The silent port was broken by the noise. Thiago's fleet lowered their masts and lined up neatly at the pier. The shouts of the ships and the noise of building ladders, the shouts of sailors, and the sound of unloading and moving were intertwined one after another. into one piece.

Unloading, loading, and a series of operations were proceeding in an orderly manner, without the need for Tunas to direct. He walked ashore, glanced back at the blurred shadow of the ship near the sea, and grinned.

The ships of those small merchants will not enter the port with them, but will wait until Thiago's fleet unloads the cargo and the whole pier is quiet again, and then they will choose a time to slowly enter the pier and park at a distance from the ship. The teams gathered at a distance, like a group of cowering mice.

The gray haze that lingered in the sky for many years, the mottled and fine sunlight fell through the gaps, and the scattered ash was reflected in the beams of light in the air. Tunas half-closed his eyes and walked towards the small town. Followed by a group of elite sailors, they are the guards of the caravan.

A group of people lined up in two rows so casually, passing through the mine, the voices of the miners working around were unnaturally low, and there was a layer of fear in their eyes occasionally looking over.

The entire Colored Stone Town exists because of the quarry, and the quarry exists because of Thiago. This is like the relationship between the upper and lower levels of the food chain. Once formed, it will naturally implant the awe of the class.

"Go to the hostel."

Tunas said to the black scorpion Lothar.

This is an old rule. There are three hotels in the town. The guards of their Tiago caravan will occupy one, and some other sailors will stay in the other, and the last one is reserved for those small businessmen.

The rest of the people can only continue to arrange for loading on the ship and also serve as guards.

Tunas took people to the inn in the center of the town. The sailors will naturally go to the inn in the east of the city. In the second half of the day, the small businessmen will collectively go to the inn in the south of the city. Arlin is currently staying in the inn in the south of the city. hotel.

He already knew the information about these routines, from Max.

Chengnan Hotel.

"It's business as usual, don't show your feet." Yarlin said lightly.

Mekes looked at the coldness on the corner of Yarlin's mouth, and nodded hurriedly in agreement with a little shrinking eyes.

Yarlin returned upstairs. In the room, two inferior slaves were quietly lying flat on the bed. into his pupils.

Bad Slave (Bill)

Race: Humanoid.

Class: The first class is inferior and cannot evolve.

mental strength 0

Nerve conduction rate 3

Bone Hardness 3

muscle activity 3

Blood Density Flow Rate 0

(A recombined and alienated carbon-based life form, an upright amphibious life, brainless, the lowest level of cannon fodder, does not have any debugging and training value.)

Talent: None.

"..." Yaerlin was a little speechless. If bad slaves are considered cannon fodder, then how should he evaluate his current state?

Fighting the five scum? Well, the average data is far from reaching 5... This is really a sad thought.

"But what is more noteworthy is the deep meaning revealed by race, class, training, talent, and evolution..."

He seemed to have a vague guess and orientation about Astur's future, or his own future. He walked slowly to the window, looking at the sky through the corner of the curtain with his faint eyes, in the haze and silence He looked forward to that day even more.

"finally reached!"

Lombarie stepped on the pier, looking at the bustling scene, the cracks on his lips were breathing the smell of greed, in his eyes, what he stepped on was not gravel but the astonishment that could make one die. wealth.

"It's said that greed is hard to fill, Kaba, tell me, can this entire mountain of colorful stones fill up my greed?" Lombardy and Kaba looked at each other, and they both saw their own greed in each other's eyes.

"Then you have to fill it out before you know." Kabbah lowered his voice, "I observed carefully, and I didn't see the shadow of the pirates."

"We've just landed, even if Tunas wanted to do something, he wouldn't pick it at this time." Lombardy said: "Hey, the guy who betrayed us will soon join Tunas, and then... ...we're safe for now."

Lombaret habitually supported his glasses frame, glanced at the merchant ships docking next to him, and the merchants who had agreed to form an alliance, with an imperceptible sneer on the corner of his mouth, and whispered: "Look, they can't wait Now, just to be on the safe side, except you and me, everyone else stays on the ship with the sails half lowered, and we must always be vigilant, and if any accident happens, we must flee as soon as possible.”

"Well, I will arrange it." Kaba nodded and walked over to whisper to his crew and sailors. There are not many sailors on the Sea Shark. After removing him and Lombaret, all that is left There are 11 people, but these people have fought the storm and blood rain with them, they have all experienced the test of blood, and they can be completely trusted.

Taking advantage of Kabbah's arrangement, Long Balie greeted the other businessmen with smiles on their faces and a hidden deep meaning in their eyes. The meeting of each other's eyes would reveal a tacit smile.

"Where is Mr. Lang Shi?"

"It's coming, it's been delayed for a while, and it's been dealt with."

"Then let's go, we will go to the hotel in the south of the city as usual."

Long Balie looked at Lang Shi very naturally, with a sincere smile on his face, and then the group walked towards Chengnan Hotel.

Every merchant ship has personnel left behind. Needless to say, there are a total of six merchants plus the accompanying confidant guards, about 25 people. Looking from the narrow streets in the town, it seems to be a dense mass of darkness.

On the third floor, half of Yaerlin's face was covered by the curtains. He looked at the crowds who kept coming towards the hotel, and looked back and forth with hesitant eyes. Observe the expression on everyone's face.

Soon, his gaze was fixed on one of the men wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He had cold cheeks, a square beard on his chin, and long and narrow eyes that couldn't be concealed even through the lenses. There is a lot of ambition in between, and it is fundamentally different from the greedy but cowardly businessmen around him.

It's like a pack of huskies mixed with a wolf. On the surface, they seem to be two closely related creatures, but anyone with a discerning eye can clearly see that the latter can easily kill the former.

"Lombard!" Yarlin silently read the name and closed the curtains.

At the same time, Lombaret felt a chill in his heart for no reason, he looked up in surprise, he felt as if some hidden eyes were peeping at him just now, with deep malice.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone, Ah Man can’t afford mooncakes, err, Ah Man said that tickets are enough. . . . Children's shoes waving recommendation tickets, please leave the tickets to Ah Man, ying ying ying. . . .