Pirate Journalist

Chapter 63 The Country of Flowers

The boat stopped slowly, and Murphy stepped lightly, skimming the moss marks on the shore and landing on the solid soil.

There is a lush forest on the right, and there is a trail on the left, leading to the capital in the distance.

From a distance, the capital is surrounded by steep walls and isolated peaks, and a simple and magnificent twelve-storey attic stands against the mountain.

Murphy smiled lightly and walked towards the capital.

This is the country of flowers.

The country of Qingjiao and Lao Cai in the original book is also one of the countries with Chinese style.

As it gets closer and closer, the path gradually turns into a stone road, and the number of people passing by gradually increases.

Surrounded by streets and alleys, deep houses and courtyards in the distance.

It naturally brings a sense of intimacy to Murphy.

Coupled with the fact that he was just out of danger, he was in a pretty good mood.

However, he has been constantly using his abilities all the way, so although he is not exhausted, he still needs to take a break.

"This guest officer, you are here to visit the country of flowers, do you want to come to the small shop to experience the local customs?" A waiter in a restaurant saw Murphy and hurried to greet him.

It is rare to hear such a title in this world.

"Where is a place to stay near here?" Murphy asked.

"There is a small shop! The small shop can be used for meals or accommodation." The man hurriedly said.

Murphy stopped and followed the staff's guidance to look around. The restaurant was very big, just enough to have something to eat and take a rest.

"Alright." Murphy nodded.

Now is not the time to eat, there are not many people in the restaurant.

If you want to know the surrounding information, you still have to wait until the meal time to come to the lobby.

It's not too early now, just stay here for one night, and we'll talk about anything tomorrow.

Murphy ate something casually and went to rest.

The night passed quickly.

Noon the next day.

The sun is shining.

There was a lot of people in the restaurant.

"Bring me any good wine and food." Murphy said to the waiter when he went downstairs.

"Okay, sir." The waiter led Murphy to an empty table by the window, and then said, "Wait a minute, I'll serve it to you right away!"

Not long after, several small dishes and a bowl of wine were placed on the table. .

While eating, Murphy listened to the sounds in the restaurant.

At a certain dinner table, there was a conversation.

"Have you heard? There is an extra island near us!"

"how is this possible!"

"Don't believe it, I heard it from the navy in the past."

"What's on that island? Gold and silver treasures?"

"Oh, what I'm talking about is the island in the live broadcast, which landed near us."

"Ah! Those people are terrible!"

Murphy shook his head slightly, turning his attention elsewhere.

Another conversation came.

"The form is not very good. I heard that our country is being targeted by many forces in the West Sea." A young man who looked very smart was talking to a strong man.

"Why? Could it be that we are focusing on the century-old treasure of the Eight Treasures Navy lineage again? Although Mr. Qingjiao is not around, no one can open it!" the strong man wondered.

"I don't know where the gossip came from, saying that after learning the Ba Chong Quan, you can open the treasure. Now it has spread all over the West Sea. Not only the five big gangster families, but also some small families and pirates want a piece of the pie. After all, that But for the treasure of the entire iceberg, many people have the idea of ​​punching eight punches." The boy said in a low voice.

"Tsk, it's really troublesome. This place is no better than other islands. Our navy is strong enough, not to mention that it belongs to a member country of the World Government. Those guys dare to come?"

"There must be few pirates who dare to come. After all, they come one by one to catch one, but the five gangs are too powerful, and the bosses have no arrest warrants. They definitely want to try."

While talking, the guy suddenly laughed, covered his mouth and said, "Actually, the five major gangs also have many internal problems, such as the Gotti family. They seem to be targeted by the Albany family, who are also the five major gangs. The Peng family also joined in and formed an alliance with the Albany family."

"Tsk, you guys are still so well informed! Have you confirmed all the news?"

"..."

Murphy listened with gusto, and suddenly realized that the young man kept his eyes on his nose, his nose on his heart, and kept silent.

He turned his head and saw a large group of guys in black suits and sunglasses walking in from the door.

The leader of this group was a middle-aged man with beards, smoking a cigar, and combing his shiny back hair.

After the person walked in, he squinted his eyes and stood there without moving. He slightly raised his head and slowly exhaled thick smoke, as if he was waiting for something.

The subordinates consciously drove away several tables of people, among them were the young man and the strong man who had just talked.

These people occupied all the five tables connected together, and then waved to the trembling guys to order.

After his subordinates finished preparing everything, the big-backed man walked unsteadily to the empty seat and sat down like a big brother.

It looks very imposing and stylish, but Murphy just feels that the style of painting in front of him is not right.

A group of gangsters in suits and leather shoes, sitting in an antique restaurant, this kind of scene has never been seen even on TV.

"There are vacant seats here, you two come and sit." Murphy waved and said when he saw that the guy and the strong man who had just talked to each other had no seats.

As soon as the guy heard this, he rushed over immediately: "Hey, sorry for the inconvenience, thank you... little brother."

Murphy was wearing a hood, and the boy looked down for a few times before he could see his appearance clearly.

"Thank you, little brother." The strong man also cupped his hands, and said with the young man.

Murphy smiled and nodded: "What's your name?"

"If you call him Aping, just call him Afang."

"Then Aping, what were you two talking about just now? Let's continue talking. It sounds interesting to me." Murphy picked up a peanut, threw it in his mouth and chewed it.

A Ping's face froze, he scratched his head, and said with a dry smile: "Hehe, brother, your ears are really sensitive. What I just said were all jokes, so you should have misunderstood them!"

Murphy took out a bag of Baileys and put it on the table: "I just like to hear jokes, so go on, but you have to tell me where these jokes come from first."

A Ping's eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands: "Hey, you like to listen, so I'll tell you more. My brother was a small boss in the Eight Treasures Navy, and he told me a lot of jokes. It doesn't matter if it's not a joke, but it must be true!"

Murphy nodded, raised his chin slightly, and signaled Ah Ping to continue.

A Ping glanced sideways at the tables in black suits, then covered his mouth and approached Murphy, and said quietly: "That's the Albany family, and the leader with the big back is Albany himself. I didn't expect them to really coming!"

Now the tavern is quiet except for the sound of food being chewed.

Ah Ping lowered his voice as much as possible, fearing that the gangsters would hear him.

For ordinary people, gangsters are forces that cannot be provoked, and Aping is absolutely unwilling to provoke gangsters.

"Since it's an evil force, why don't the navy or your navy take care of it?" Murphy also lowered his voice and said.

"Hey, it's not that I don't care about it, it's that I can't care about it!" A Ping sighed, and was about to continue talking when someone came in at the door.

A Ping glanced at the door, showing a helpless expression.

He gestured to Murphy and said, "The door is the recruit of the Erbao Navy, you will know the result after reading it."

(End of this chapter)