Laughing Clown in Pirates

Chapter 58

The thick mahogany door was closed by lawyers, cutting off the singing, talking and laughter outside the door.

Siphas Kaman folded his hands in front of him, moved a few steps to the right, stood in an inconspicuous place in the room, silently observing everything with his light blue eyes.

This is a room with soft light. The bright sunlight is blocked by brown curtains, and only warm colors remain after barely passing through.As the lawyer and think tank of the Orocco family, Sifas Kaman has seen powerful people such as the justice, the head of the navy branch, the vice admiral, senior officials of the world government, and the giants of the dark world in this room.

Countless decisions that affect the Chambord Islands and the world were made in this room of less than thirty square meters.The government chamber of the Chambord islands is nothing more than a gorgeous empty cardboard box compared to this room.

The Roman Lisandro Oroco sits behind his mahogany desk, on which sits a round aquarium containing a red fish with a flowery tail fin.

The fat man sitting on the lower right of him is Sasa Martins, the official head of the population auction house, and the one sitting next to Sasa Martins is the steward of the Tianlong people. I don't know his name, but people usually call him Mr. Steward.

"Mr. Oroko, I think you also know that the slaves in the population auction house have not been replenished enough for a long time now. Although some slaves from the backlog and local slaves have been used to supplement them for a while, it still affects It's time for business. In three days, there will be no more high-end slave auctions in the slave auction!" The fat Sasa Martins said, the temperature in the room was a little higher, making his face full of greasy sweat.

"The trade of the entire Chambord Islands is affected by this. The shortage of slaves reduces food consumption. The lack of high-quality slaves as a selling point will not attract those rich people. Hotels, restaurants, bars, red-light districts, coating factories... All businesses are affected."

"I hope Mr. Oroko can think of a way to get some high-level slaves as soon as possible to solve the current embarrassing situation."

Lisandro Oroco took a sip of his cigar and said slowly, "The navy should have known about this situation, how would they deal with it?" His voice was hoarse and deep, like black metal particles.

"The navy is almost crazy now. They are all dispatched to patrol the sea day and night, searching for islands, as if they are performing some secret mission. But we have not received specific information, including those naval branches that have been cooperating happily on weekdays The captains keep this a secret. It is certain that no matter how many Baileys we send, they are not interested in protecting the slave ship at this time."

Sasa Martins wiped the sweat off her fat face with a white handkerchief.

"Then only pirates are available now." Lisandro Oroco said in a deep voice.

"The newly promoted five emperors, Fisher Tiger, the captain of the Sun Pirates, has spoken. Any slave trade is against them. They attack the overseas slave market and the pirates carrying slaves. Although the slave trade is Huge profits, but the pirates are afraid of messing with the clown and the murloc hero Tiger."

"In addition... because the hateful New World Daily keeps inciting the masses, the Great Airline is launching an anti-slave trade movement, and some residents of overseas slave markets are boycotting the slave trade, and they make their neighbors afraid to buy slaves as production tools. Some more People donned clown masks to raid slave exchanges, they were called the Clown Gang."

"Stop it, Sasa Martins, you speak like the end of the world!" Lisandro Oroco, smoking a cigar, stood up and patted the fat man on the shoulder with a smile.

"What is flooding this sea?"

"It's a pirate, my lord!"

"What kind of things are pirates?"

"A group of scum who are fighting for money!"

"Yes, with this group of scum who are fighting for money, how can there be a lack of slaves." Lisandro Oroco turned and sat back in his seat: "Businessmen will take risks for huge profits, and stupid Pirates will even risk their lives for an illusory treasure!"

"There is no need for overseas slave sources, we have doubled the purchase price of slaves! In addition, we have increased the price of slaves by 30%! Pirates will naturally create slaves in this ocean."

"But in this way, the profit is..."

"Sasa Martins, my friend. Sometimes there is a price to pay to get through tough times! The price may be high, but it is necessary. I will cover half the cost, and I will also launch the shampoo land The slave traders of the Isles bear the price with us"

"Believe me, the Sun Pirates won't last long. They are the property of the Draco people, and the government will not tolerate their existence in this sea. These difficult days will pass soon."

"This is the best!" A sharp voice broke in at this moment, and the person who spoke was as proud as his thin and mean face: "My lord's patience is running out, he needs new interesting His slaves bring him pleasure."

"My lord doesn't care if the slave is a murloc or a human, a princess of a great country or an heir to a great power, as long as it's interesting."

The butler of the Tianlongren said and walked out the door: "Sasa Martins, let's go. We have to pick some interesting things from those inferior goods to satisfy the adults a little bit."

"Yes!" The obese Sasa Martins responded, and bowed to the Donghai people again: "Mr. Oroke, I will take my leave first."

The thick mahogany doors opened and closed, and Cephas Kamen took his seat on the couch where fat Sasa Martins had just sat.

"How is the matter of the murlocs going?" The Sun Pirates and the slave liberation movement were only external factors, and the murlocs who were constantly attacking the slave fleet near the Chambord Islands were the ones that caused the sharp drop in slaves in Chambord. the main reason.

They are composed of murlocs, and their strength is generally not high, but they are good at swimming. After destroying the ship, they usually use artillery shells to sink the slave ship that has lost power, and then let the pirates who lost the ship drown in the sea.

"Five pirate groups have been summoned. Their ships have been coated and equipped with a power system. Tomorrow, they can start rounding up the murloc guerrillas."

"How about Supernova Redhead, would you like to participate in this operation?"

"The person sent to touch the red hair was severely beaten!"

"Pirate, there are really everyone!" Lisandro Oroco grinned, and he suddenly thought of the clown.

He was thinking that if he was trafficked to the Chambord Islands as a slave, it was not the sudden storm that saved him, but the crazy clown.Then what will his life be like, will he still be the uncrowned king of the underground world of Chambord Islands?
Of course, this idea is meaningless, just the idle reverie of an old man who is nearly seventy years old.

Someone knocked on the glass of the mahogany door, and Siphas Kamen stood up and opened the door.

A young man with a bruised nose and a swollen face was being dragged to Lisandro Oroco's mahogany desk by the hands of the thugs.

"Keep your head up," said Lisandro Oroco in a deep voice.

The young man lowered his head and did not dare to look up at the Donghai people. The thugs firmly held his chin to make him look up.

His eyes were congested and black and swollen, and the corners of his mouth were also purple, but there was no blood.In Lisandro Oroco's hometown, blood is not allowed at her daughter's engagement and wedding reception.

At this time, the young man was breathing rapidly, not knowing whether it was anger or nervousness.

"Poor young man, you should take my money and leave this island contentedly." Lisandro Oroco took a sip of his cigar and said, "I know my daughter very well, you are just her way The playthings of life are no different from the dolls I bought her when she was a child. There is no love between you as you imagined."

"No, she kissed me, we made a promise to eachother!"

"Love makes people stupid!" Lisandro Oroco stared at the bruised but still handsome young man in front of him: "Look into my eyes, you only have a short time to think."

"Take my money and leave Chambord with your family. This is the best choice for you!"

Dazed by love, the young man looked away in fear, but he still refused to admit defeat.

Intellectually, he knew that what the Donghai people said was true, but he did not allow his self-esteem to be trampled on.

And he knew that Misha had told him about the customs of their homeland, and that Lisandro Oro was a man of tradition.

The disadvantage of being young is that you value dignity more than anything else, even life.

The Donghai people sighed, the disadvantage of old age is that they become sentimental about some things.

Siphas Kaman stood up, put on rubber gloves, and stretched his hand into the round fish tank on the mahogany table. He held the red fish with its tail spread out like a flower.

The thugs pulled the young man's mouth open. During the young man's struggle, Siphas Kaman stuffed the fish into the young man's mouth and pressed the young man's mouth hard.

The young man was short of breath at first, the fish struggled a few times in his throat and then slipped into his stomach, then his face gradually took on a bright red color like sea coral, and soon he fell silent.

The thugs carried the corpse out of the room. Tomorrow, there would be a drunk and drowned corpse in the sewer of the city.

The mahogany door closed again, and Lisandro Oroco smoked a few more cigars, crushing them in the ashtray with his thick fingers.

He picked up the phone bug and made a call. A few days ago, he ordered a batch of high-end slaves from the shipping king Umit, but he did not receive any news from Umit.

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.

Lisandro Oroco hung up the phone with a frown, stood up, and walked out of the room to get in touch with his future in-laws.

During the banquet, the elites of the upper class happily talked about world news and art, and flattered each other.

Somewhere in the shadows, two sweaty sailors dragged the young man's body and threw him into the sewer.

With a crash, the young man's body floated away along the dirty water.

Today, another young life died of love...

(End of this chapter)