Pirates: The Black Earl

The fact that someone tried to kidnap Makar did not spread within the Baroque News Agency, but through the unique contact method, all core members of the organization felt the oppression of the storm.

Taking action against Makar is equivalent to directly slapping Earl Hei in the face.

What's next?

"Oh? What's the reason?"

Chambord Islands, Headquarters of the Baroque News Agency.

Makar, who was wrapped in a bandage behind his clothes, looked at the phone bug with an indifferent expression.

Hearing this, the employee on the other end of the phone bug said, "They said that the merchant ship that purchased this time was attacked by pirates, so there is no way to provide more paper."

"ridiculous!"

Makar snorted coldly, "Don't talk about such a coincidence, if they don't even have the ability to resist risks, how can they have the qualifications to maintain a cooperative relationship with Shijingbao!"

"This is coming for us!"

After a pause, Makar continued to ask, "What about the other suppliers?"

"Seven companies are temporarily closed and can't be contacted. The remaining three companies say that someone has already placed an order for the goods in their hands. At most... they can only provide half a ton of newsprint."

Makar laughed angrily.

"Half a ton?"

Tooth gaps are not enough!

Although the Baroque News Agency has risen not long ago, it has already occupied a large share in the news industry. Based on the thickness and size of newsprint, and the radiation range of light shampoo as the center, it needs at least one ton.

But Makar was not hysterical, hung up the phone, and looked at other people in the office.

"How long will the stock in the warehouse last?"

"Maximum... stick to three periods!"

Yakmai, a former member of the Baroque Work Club, who was sweating profusely, thought for a moment and answered quickly.

"Fifteen days!"

One Piece World's newspapers are updated every five days rather than daily, which is the envy of all web writers. After all, it is necessary to consider the inconvenient transportation in this world, and the delivery of newspapers depends on a pair of newsbird wings.

Up to three sessions.

That is to say, the sea area that was planned to expand in the original plan had to cancel the printing and just maintain the old style.

For a fast-growing enterprise, there is no doubt that it is quite unhealthy.

"President, do you want to suspend the publication?"

Yakmai asked cautiously.

As a warehouse keeper in the organization, Yakmai had never seen such a clean warehouse. After this issue of the newspaper was printed, nine out of ten warehouses were empty.

"No, it must go ahead."

Makar shook his head, "Otherwise, the morale that has just been raised will soon fall again, and it will be impossible to get up again."

"And... no matter how powerful they are, they can't stop businessmen from making money."

Makar sneered, "It's good that the time is short, but after a long time, those suppliers are not fools."

You have to deal with Earl Hei as soon as possible, and don't blame me for not turning back and denying everyone if you delay everyone's money.

"That's it, all go back to work, everything is business as usual, the focus is still on the selection of the best employee of the year, and I can find my own way."

Hearing this, although Yakmai and others were puzzled, they could only nod and leave the office.

When they left, the bookshelf behind Makar suddenly rotated amidst the sound of gears turning. Ajin sat on the chair and propped up his chin with one hand, and turned to face the office with the platform of the bookshelf.

"To be able to do this kind of thing, it must be the giants of the dark world mentioned by the master."

Ah Jin's tone was neither sad nor happy, his golden skin revealed a faint light all over him, like a god.

Regarding this, Makar bowed slightly, "Yes, otherwise, those suppliers alone would not have the guts to provoke Lord Lovett. It will be a huge pressure to attack the forces under the command of Shichibukai!"

"Heh, there's no pressure."

Under Makar's strange gaze, Ajin grinned.

"Dead people can't feel the pressure."

hiss……!

Taking a deep breath, Makar noticed at this moment that another black knight who was supposed to be in the secret room did not appear with Ah Jin!

tick!

Standing up, Ah Jin walked to the window.

"Those people attacked us. The one-year agreement between the master and big o was just the fuse. The massacre and plunder when the Baroque News Agency was established was the powder keg."

"Because we broke the rules and moved too much cake with the help of legal plunder."

"So they chose to threaten us in this way to let us know that in their world, some things have to be done according to the rules."

"Ah!"

Having seen too many powerful people, Ajin has become more and more calm, similar to Lovett's sense of majesty, but the ferocity buried in his bones has destroyed this aura, making people dare not forget his former name ghost!

With a contemptuous smile, Ah Jin said lightly.

"But do we need to play games with them?"

Boom! ! !

The voice fell, and the flames shot up into the sky in area 26 in the distance.

The mighty fire dragon ignited the roots of the mangrove tree, and countless people ran screaming and crying together.

Makar knew that there happened to be a paper mill left in Chambord by one of the suppliers who refused to supply this time!

How reckless!

He couldn't help thinking.

"Mafia tycoon" is a general term. They don't even know who is doing it. Doing so can easily arouse public outrage.

But then he clenched his fist.

But it's so cool!

Not only does Makar not resist in his heart, but he has a kind of expectation!

"The Baroque News Agency has risen too fast, so this kind of lifeblood is in the hands of others. Ask after the fire is extinguished. An abandoned factory with dead people can save a lot of money."

A Jin's expression was indifferent, which made Makar shudder.

"yes!"

"In addition, keep the notice going, and burn one every three hours."

"The target is up to them, as long as it is the factory of these ten suppliers."

Under Makar's terrified gaze, Ajin issued a cruel order, "There is no need to solve the problem, only need to solve the problematic people."

"In this way, the black hand behind the scenes will soon be overwhelmed and will have to show up in person."

Speaking of this, Ajin smiled, "Is it more convenient than your step-by-step investigation and intelligence collection?"

"Yes... yes."

Cold sweat drenched the back of his clothes, and Makar finally realized why when he asked to follow Lovett after his breakthrough in strength, the adults would say that he was not qualified.

Even if he was born as a pirate, was a killer, and even underwent a bloody transformation, Makar would still subconsciously take human life seriously.

They will think that they are their own kind, they will enjoy the pleasure of killing their own kind, they will feel pity in their hearts, and they will even empathize with them.

And the Black Knight, obviously not!

They don't regard humans as ants, that is already a kind of contempt with a recognized nature.

Are they treating humans as... kitchen knives?

Even if they accidentally cut their hand, the kitchen knife is insignificant in their eyes.

...

Chambord Islands, area 11, chaotic zone.

"My lord, 'The Hidden Master' Gibson has agreed to help us transport the ammunition into Chambord, and the first batch is on the way."

This is a very luxurious room.

It is even better than the black market living room in Lissendel. The crystal chandelier is inlaid with gold leaf, making the light in a fascinating bright golden color. The decorations and antiques on the walls can make ordinary people work hard for three generations. , but here, they are not even properly disposed of, exposed to the sweet air of cigarettes and wine.

Hearing the subordinate's report, on the goose yellow sofa, Field's chubby face was arched against the chest of the young woman in revealing clothes. At this moment, he turned his head and put his ears to his chest, sitting opposite him with a big horse sword, holding a golden knife in his hand. said Umit of the Goblet.

"Tchttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt, this fellow Gibson doesn't want to work hard but also wants to benefit, it's really cheap for him."

The two red-clothed women who accompanied the wine sat on both sides of Umit, their whole bodies were almost pressed against Umit's chest, their cheeks were flushed, and their breath was blue.

It's a pity that Umit is not Fidel, and he didn't even look at them more, his expression was still fierce.

"After all, the opponent is Qi Wuhai. It is natural for someone who has half his foot in the coffin to refuse to take risks."

After all, Umit asked.

"Are you sure you want to waste your time here?"

"Just strangling the newsprint won't make them submit. What are you going to do next?"

"Ah, let me think about it."

Field laughed and said, "News agencies have three important factors: word of mouth, news quality, and delivery channels."

"Letting them run out of ammunition and food is just the beginning, don't worry."

"Besides, those branches are far away, and Earl Black can't protect the entire Baroque News Agency. When necessary, we can also start from the most basic part."

Suddenly, Field's voice was cold and piercing.

"people!"

The strict pyramid hierarchy made the spies they penetrated into the interior useless, but the Baroque News Agency still had the most common people. For them who are in the commanding heights of the dark world, there is a lot to do on this point.

"Hmph, as expected of you, Field."

There was a grim smile on Umit's face, "It's really great that you are willing to join hands with me."

"To each other, chirp chirp chirp!"

The cold laughter caused the temperature of the room to drop suddenly, and the hostesses trembled.

They knew that the more they knew, the more likely they would not be able to get out of this room, so they tried their best to please Field and Umit, hoping that they would show mercy.

Weakness is really just a kind of sadness.

But just when Field couldn't help tearing off the thin clothes, suddenly, a loud noise made everyone stop.

Boom!

Rumble! !

Immediately, a terrifying vibration came from the ground, and the room trembled continuously. Amidst the screams, the two quickly rushed out of the gate and came to the open area outside.

"Damn! Why is there an earthquake at this time?"

Field yelled angrily.

"No, this is the Chambord Islands, an earthquake is impossible."

Suddenly, Umit said seriously.

Feeling something, Field looked up in astonishment.

"What a big fire!"

When Umit and Field's series of suppression methods just started, Ajin's counterattack made everyone dumbfounded. Use bloody and cruel means to tell the dark world, either stand up against us, or stand aside and watch the show obediently, any target who dares to join hands with Umit and Field will not be innocent.

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