Pirate's Swamp Fruit

The war in the Dunka Kingdom burned without warning. The battle between the king's army and the rebel army began, and the grievances accumulated over the years finally broke out overnight.

Many eyes from the East China Sea were focused on this place. There were some who frowned and those who were watching the theater. Some people thought of the Five Kingdoms War that had just ended not long ago and were thoughtful.

However, most people still have an attitude of not having anything to do with themselves, and the public at most just discuss a few words after dinner, as a basis for conversation.

When Wilder's ship arrived here, the kingdom was already filled with smoke.

"Bah bah bah bah"

The phone bug in his arms kept ringing, but Wilder seemed not to hear it, and set foot on this land with his little figure.

"Kacha." Wilder didn't connect until he came to a street.

"Is this your attitude, Mr. Zeguo, the war has already begun, why haven't you shown up yet?" A voice suppressing anger came from the phone bug.

"We agreed to take action in two days, and this is only the first day. Isn't it normal?" Wilder said calmly with an expressionless face, and was choked by the words on the other end.

"I understand." The temper in his voice became lighter, and the other party said, "So are you here now? If you are there, please take action in advance."

"Of course." Wilder responded lightly, and then hung up the phone.

Wilder was thoughtful after hanging up the phone, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Looking at the fire in the distance, he knew that the time was correct and the rhythm had not escaped the control of the revolutionary army. The reason why he was urged to think ahead was to disrupt his rhythm and to observe himself.

As for what to observe, it is probably strength.

Wild thought.

Two figures, one big and one small, walked towards the street.

At this time, no one dared to come out on the street, and the doors of every house were closed. In the dark night, only the fallen leaves were blown by the wind and flew to the distance, and there was loneliness and depression everywhere.

It took less than a day from the time he received the call to arrive at the Dunka Kingdom. By the time Wilder arrived, the war had already begun.

However, it was only a small-scale battle. A large-scale march might still be at the time notified by the Revolutionary Army, and that was when Wilder took action. As for the phone call asking him to take action in advance, Wilder It can only be treated as forgotten.

Although there was no one on the street, some bold people opened their businesses in some places that had not been affected by the war. They found a town center, took little Aisha to have a big meal first, and then stayed in a hotel. .

Amid little Aisha's obedient and sensible nod, Wilder walked out of the hostel, his figure flashed, and disappeared into the night.

Before that, he needs to take a good look at this country. On the one hand, he is doing this carefully to avoid being secretly set up. On the other hand, he also needs to have an understanding of the whole situation when the battle is about to start, and he can also take action at that time. Straight to the source, end as soon as possible.

Of course, this hard work is not because of any special feelings for the revolutionary army, but just for a quick battle. After all, this time it is not just the Dunka Kingdom, there are still nine countries that need to take action, so the sooner it ends, the better it will be. Get to the next country early and close the deal.

Until then

Wilde, who was running and jumping under the night sky, flickered for a moment, just like his ambition, followed by jumping and flickering.

Among the ten countries in the mission, the Kingdom of Kadun is one of the top three countries in terms of economy and national strength.

But, that’s it, how strong can a country become when it reaches this point?

While Wilder was jumping on the roof, Yuebu could fly ten people away with one step, his figure flickered, making it extremely difficult to be spotted under the night.

Not long after, Wilder stopped.

His eyes moved and landed on a far corner of the street.

A figure in a wide-brimmed hat leaned against the wall, faint sparks flickering between his fingers, apparently smoking a cigarette.

However, the reason for Wilder to stop was not because of this abrupt scene, but because he knew that person.

I once met an elegant middle-aged man who was kicked out at Pinhai Restaurant because he ruined the extra income of the restaurant.

Wilder's eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought to himself: "Why did he appear here?"

It would be too much of a coincidence to say that it was a coincidence. Wilder would rather believe that this was a premeditated conspiracy against him than to believe that it was a coincidence.

When Wilder was watching him from a distance, the other party had not noticed Wilder yet.

After staring at him for a long time, Wilder decided not to be exposed for the time being, jumped off the roof, turned into a dark passage and left from another direction.

The battle gradually subsided in the middle of the night, and the two sides tacitly chose to raise their troops and store up their strength.

Wilder stepped onto the palace wall, and with the help of the darkness, his figure escaped the sight of the patrolling soldiers as fast as lightning.

The simplest and most direct way to observe a country, especially a country that is about to fall and fall, is to observe the country's most important local palace.

They marched silently all the way, and occasionally Wilde turned into a swamp and hid himself when he couldn't avoid the patrol.

Wilder's purpose was to pour into the country's treasure trove, the most heavily guarded and important place in the palace, without alerting anyone.

This is also one of the important reasons why the Revolutionary Army can support the activities of the organization, because it has money.

And where does this money come from?

It is undeniable that most of them are obtained through their own industries and channels, but are these alone really enough?

Obviously not enough. Not to mention anything else, just for this transaction with Wilder, the amount paid was outrageously large. Without enough money to support it, it is obviously impossible to be so wealthy, so in the end, What matters is what the revolutionary army will do with the money in the treasury after overthrowing a kingdom.

Wilder doesn't know, but he certainly won't be indifferent.

So, if this big fortune can give you an income, it’s better than having it taken away by others, right?

Anyway, with this war as a cover, no one can only guess the truth of the matter, but cannot reveal the real and visible facts.

The palace is heavily guarded, and the treasury in the palace is even more tightly guarded.

But this strictness is for other people living in this East China Sea, Wilder is not one of them.

Turned into a swamp, drilled into the ground, unimpeded all the way, and sneaked into the treasury smoothly.

The huge space with dim yellow lights is filled with golden gold and silver jewelry, as well as countless Baileys, antiques, collectibles and so on.

Even Wilder couldn't help being shocked when he saw the scene in front of him.

"Is this the foundation of the country?" Wilder said, but then, the shock in his eyes became even stronger.

Around the huge space, there are a series of locked tall iron doors, which are rusty, but you can still feel its thickness.

Each iron gate was tightly bound by thigh-thick iron chains, and Wilde got into one of the gates, and everything he saw made him unable to calm down.

The gold piled into boxes and neatly stacked was more than the huge space outside. In addition, there were densely packed wooden boxes with seals. When you opened them, you saw that they were full of knives and guns, but there was no ammunition.

Wilder suppressed the fluctuations in his heart, returned to the huge space, and then got into the gates one after another.

Without exception, the scenes inside are all reflections of a country’s heritage.

In addition to arms, gold and other incomparably precious things, there are also a large collection of books, and this wealth is no less valuable than gold.

"Why has this country reached this point?" This is what Wilder can't figure out. Judging from the situation of the national treasury, the situation is biased from his previous understanding. Logically speaking, this is a strong country. , how can a powerful country trigger resistance from the people?

"Is this why the Revolutionary Army agreed to cooperate with me?" Wilder suddenly smiled, thinking that this country had long been targeted.

As for who was targeted by Wilder at the beginning, I don’t know, maybe it was the Revolutionary Army, or maybe it was other forces, but I don’t know what method was used to make this country full of conflicts, and finally the Revolutionary Army got in.

Weld guessed that the background of the other nine countries should not be weak. If they can be won, the wealth in them can be imagined.

The revolutionary army really wanted to take the money, but they didn't want to be too conspicuous, so they had to be hidden throughout the whole process. They could only mobilize the poor people in the country to resist. But in this way, taking over these countries is full of unknowns, so it doesn't matter if there is one If people or forces step in to "help", then this problem will be solved.

As for whether the money will flow into the pocket of the person who intervened in a self-defeating manner in the end?

The Revolutionary Army must have thought about such a problem, but generally this situation is unlikely to happen. Not to mention the strictness of the palace, if you break in by force, you will inevitably be discovered, leading to a siege.

That is to say, from the time when the Revolutionary Army planned to attack this country, this country has been under their surveillance, especially in such important places as the treasury.

If someone takes action on this money, it will definitely not escape their eyes.

But this is not within the scope of Wilder's worries.

The problem before him now is how to take away the country's treasure trove.

Wilder only thought about these things, and never thought about whether he would be discovered.

The infinite capacity of the swamp

Wilder can do it, but it will definitely not be able to maintain his figure like that, because there are too many, so the body must be swamped.

But this would mean the danger of revealing his identity, Wilder didn't want to.

Steal secretly and cut off further cooperation with the revolutionary army.

But this will affect the next plan. The cooperation with the Revolutionary Army is not just because of the wealth brought by the transaction. The most important thing is to get the opportunity to sweep the East China Sea overnight in this wave.

Therefore, this idea can also be ruled out.

Wilder frowned and pondered, but in the end, after much deliberation, he couldn't think of a suitable solution.

At this moment, Wilde's ears moved, and the sound of soldiers walking outside came from outside, and Wilde turned around instantly.

Glancing at the treasure piled up into a hill, he frowned, turned into a swamp and retreated.

Someone from the treasury will come to check it regularly, usually once a year or every six months. Unfortunately, Wilder just happened to run into it.

But even without this situation, Wilder didn't plan to stay any longer. After all, this was not a place for thinking, and he couldn't calm down and think of a solution under the turmoil.

The war will probably break out tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. At that time, the whole country will be affected. After observing outside, Wilder will not continue to wander any longer. With a flash of his figure, he heads towards the direction of the hostel where he lives.

It's said to be a hotel, but it's actually a small, independent courtyard, and the price is naturally quite high.

When she came back, little Aisha was sitting blankly on the edge of the corridor in the courtyard, with her chin propped on her chubby hands, staring at the door intently.

He seemed very happy to see Wilde come back, and ran over to help Wilde open the door. The door opened, and before Wilde could react, he opened his little hand, and the whole person rushed forward.

"I don't think I miss my uncle anymore."

"" Wilder remained expressionless until little Elsa lowered her head in embarrassment and pretended to stare at her toes.

Ignoring little Aisha with her head down, Wilder stepped into the courtyard, and there was a soft voice behind her. Wilder didn't even need to look to know that it was Aisha who came in right after her, and she walked away like stealing a bell. The sneaky kind, thinking that as long as the footsteps are quieter, he won't be found embarrassed.

After entering the bungalow to take a shower, Wilde came out wearing only a pair of big underpants and holding a bottle of wine as high as a bucket in his hand.

Bare upper body, tall and muscular body, full of steel-like refinement, went straight to the corridor and sat down, put one foot flat on the corridor, and the other naturally dropped to the bottom, with a "boom", one finger popped out cork.

Lifting his head and taking a sip, Wilde looked at the stars in the sky with his eyes, but he was thinking about how to solve that problem in his mind.

This was the first time Wilde drank in such a vulgar way, and he felt that he had a different taste.

Thinking of the previous question, Wilder suddenly thought that he had not developed in the direction of swamp characteristics for a long time.

Thinking of this, Wilder suddenly became interested.

"Tons, tons, tons, tons, tons," he poured the whole bottle of wine in one gulp, and then threw the bottle away, shattering into countless pieces in the corner of the wall.

The wine was a little too strong, and Wilder's steps were a little wobbly. He picked up the confused little Elsa with one hand and walked into the room, and then

With a "swoosh", he threw it on the bed, and then closed the door with a "bang".

"Go to sleep." With a drunken voice, Wilder walked out again, jumped onto the roof.

The knowledgeable color swept out domineeringly, monitoring the surroundings, and the majestic swamp gushed out from the body, covering the entire roof in the blink of an eye.

After the swamp covered the roof, it continued to flow down the eaves, but at this moment, Wilde frowned suddenly, and a trace of surprise flashed across his face.

"This is" Wilder opened his eyes.

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