The Cursed Ship

The small sailboat gradually moved away from the dock of the shipyard. Zheng Yang knew that someone was staring at him inside, but he didn't know who it was.

"Hostile!"

Zheng Yang immediately called Gariff and asked him about the identity of the owner of the small sailboat.

The only ones who are hostile to him now are the Holy Spirit Society and the Bourbon family, but Gariff told Zheng Yang with certainty that the owner of the boat has nothing to do with the Bourbon family.

That is the meeting of the Holy Spirit!

That night, the nearby sea was filled with fog, and even the shipyard pier was shrouded in fog.

The night passed, and no enemy showed up.

In the morning, the fog thinned and slowly dissipated.

"Damn it, it's rarely foggy. Is it going to rain?"

Calux cursed into the fog when he loaded the St. Mary with supplies in the morning. He was very worried that the weather would turn bad and affect his travel tomorrow.

After a while, Calux came to the nearby ship to learn about the delivery situation, and said to Zheng Yang by the way:

"Our team this time is determined to be sixteen people. Except for six crew members, the rest are friends of Califf and me. Everyone is about the same age. We plan to hold a party at Califf's manor at night. I wish this time Have a nice trip, can you come with me?"

Before solving potential enemies, Zheng Yang was in no mood to go to the party, shook his head and said: "Sorry, we still have to make some preparations tonight, next time we have a chance!"

The ignorant are fearless, there are so many weird things everywhere, how should these guys play or how to play!

"Well, the aborigines of that tribe in Africa like to have an open-air party around a bonfire at night, and we can do it in this way once we get there."

"Coastal cities in Africa are not as scarce as their inland counterparts, and many daily necessities can still be bought. However, they need to be transported inland, and the overall supply is still in short supply."

"Especially the part of the coast we are going to, there is not a very good port, and it has been infested by pirates for many years. It is a very poor tribe. If you still have space on your ship, you can carry things along the way to do business, and you can pay a premium A part of the payment for the timber will be deducted."

Zheng Yang didn't plan to do this business for the time being, but he still asked curiously, "What do they need?"

Calux replied without thinking:

"To say what they need most,

Weapons of course. You know? Their military manufacturing sucks? They make guns that blow up. But countries will not provide them with too many advanced weapons, except because they are poor? I can't say much about other reasons. "

"So? Just bring some daily necessities or tools! For example, the chainsaw we brought last time was very popular."

Zheng Yang reported the amount of wood he needed? He asked Calux about how much he would pay for the goods.

Calux was taken aback, and said, "Are you the wood for a boat? Galiff plans to build a 50-meter boat? The estimated wood needed is not half as much as yours."

Isn't this nonsense? What Zheng Yang planned to build was a large ship more than 70 meters long, and the deck design was thicker than that of Galife, and it had to be concentrated.

Calux calculated, and said: "If you use daily necessities to deduct it? This batch of wood will only cost 200,000 yuan! Of course, if you insist on paying with gold shields? It will cost about 500,000 yuan!"

so cheap?

Zheng Yang was stunned for a few seconds. He thought that he needed such a large amount of wood, and it would cost one or two million yuan to buy it.

Moreover, the difference between using material deductions and paying with gold shields is so huge, no wonder Galif let Calux load a ship full of materials.

In the afternoon, water vapor rose from the surrounding sea again? It was not so thin as fog, but just enough for Zheng Yang to maintain a vague perception.

The violent bear and the middle-aged man wearing glasses and dressed as a gentleman are slowly approaching in a small yacht? Behind the violent bear, there is a coquettish-looking woman.

"Mr. Gale? Are you sure the fog last night wasn't man-made?"

Violent Bear steered the steering wheel with one hand, and asked the middle-aged man next to him.

The middle-aged man slowly twisted the top of the cane? He said slowly: "If such a large area of ​​fog is artificially created? It means that the opponent is far stronger than us? We can retreat now!"

The violent bear was silent.

The woman behind him, like him, was a member released after being captured in the Battle of Yingjili. After she found Zheng Yang yesterday evening, she kept watching from a distance, and saw that the fog had enveloped the place since last night, and it continued to linger all night.

They were not sure whether the fog was related to Zheng Yang, but in the eyes of transcendents at their level, there was more than a 50% possibility that this phenomenon was related to weirdness.

A moment later, Stormy Bear answered the phone, and the Bourbon family's superhumans had arrived, and they would approach the target from the shore.

Gail tapped his feet lightly with his cane, and an invisible barrier enveloped the yacht, and the violent bear speeded up to the shipyard wharf.

...

On the road leading to the shipyard, a sports car made a low roar and slowly approached the shipyard.

The driver of the sports car was a young man wearing big sunglasses. He took off his sunglasses at this time, revealing an arrogant and frivolous face.

"Master Pei Ji, do you really need to inform the Bolsh family?" The old man in the co-pilot asked while looking at the shipyard building in front of him.

The young man slammed on the accelerator, and the sports car roared, charging the enemy like an angry wild boar.

"It's just a noble family of ordinary people..."

Half of the young man's words were left in the wind.

...

Zheng Yang and Luo Funi stood at the stern to welcome the enemy's arrival, Seyulari and Alima lurked in the hall to meet them, and Alice was ready to sneak attack at any time.

For this wave of enemies, Zheng Yang did not underestimate them, and put on the strongest lineup.

Through the vague perception obtained by the fog, Zheng Yang can clearly grasp the approach of the sports car and the yacht. He zoomed in on Sly Eye and recognized the violent bear above.

"Old friends again!"

The sports car arrived at the dock of the shipyard first, and Pei Ji and the old man got out of the car and walked towards the spirit ship step by step.

The administrator of the nearby shipyard discovered this scene and was about to step forward to inquire. Zheng Yang waved at him from a distance, and he retreated knowingly.

"Huh~"

Seeing Luo Funi, Pei Ji whistled, with a strong possessive desire in his eyes.

Seeing this guy's eyes, Zheng Yang had a premonition that it was impossible for him and the Bourbon family to get along well.

Originally, Zheng Yang intended to avoid deepening the conflict with the Bourbon family as much as possible, and it would be best to reconcile, so it didn't matter if he sent back the pocket watch of Louis XVI. That's why Zheng Yang swaggered to the coast of Spain, hoping to attract people from the Bourbon family to make contact.

"You killed my cousin!"

Pei Ji said straight to the point.

"Although he has used some unorthodox methods to achieve extraordinary results, he is still a formal member of the Bourbon family, and he is still a direct descendant!"