Marshal, your wife is trying to die again

"Yes, it's how we do, shouldn't it? The weak will be driven away, and only the strong can control good things."

Duggle looked at him like a fool, slowly shook his head and sighed, "I didn't expect you to think so."

Then he was relieved, maybe it was because he had such a brain that there was no bone scum left of being deceived by Luo Chengtian.

"Alright, since you said that, then I have nothing to say. Now I will ask you, where did Luo Chengtian go?"

Muba suddenly smiled brighter, "Haha, you are so eager to find, is it because your son hasn't been found yet?"

The veins on Dagger's temple throbbed in a visible ups and downs, and then rushed up like an impacting wolf, stabbing the thing in his hand hard into Muba's thigh.

He let out a terrible cry.

Looking down, there was only a round piece of metal exposed on the thigh, but the pain just now was obviously not caused by this kind of thing.

Just when Muba hadn't figured it out, Dagger was playing with a small iron object in his hand.

When Muba looked at it, his expression changed. The small iron utensils were covered with metal barbs, neither long nor short, only about five centimeters.

"You may not have seen this thing before, let me tell you something." Duggle smiled before raising the thing in his hand.

"This thing is specially used by us Dagel to deal with wolves. It is not big or small, and the production is not complicated, but the most wonderful thing is that there is a mechanism. When these metal spikes are poked into the meat, these metal spikes will automatically explode."

Muba was sweating coldly. Although he was so big and had suffered many injuries, even being bitten by a Tibetan mastiff, why did the sound become more and more wrong this time?

Dagel took two steps forward, and he could clearly see that there were many small barbs on the big barbs.

If it gets into the meat, it will definitely be firmly grasped.

The horror is a bit scary, but he secretly cheered up in his heart, knowing that he couldn't lose his momentum at this time.

Duggle seemed to see that the tiger was made of paper, so he smiled and added, "If you want to take out this kind of thing, you have to dig out a piece of meat."

Muba broke out in cold sweat again.

Duggle continued, "If one person suffers such a great crime, then you say that your whole body will be covered with such things?"

Muba's complexion changed instantly, and beads of sweat fell from his forehead like rain.

"You... What are you going to do?" At this moment, the mood was obviously a little unstable.

Dagel's smile suddenly fell, and he asked coldly, "What the hell is Murray Luo Chengtian thinking about?"

At this time, Muba didn't have the hardest reason, and said hastily, "Luo Chengtian is going to the south, it seems that he is still abroad, and he said he is looking for someone."

Duggle stared at him, unmoved.

"I really only know so much, please." The heroic look before was gone now.

Seeing this, Dugger took out the key at his waist and unlocked Muba.

Muba stared blankly at the disappearance of the things that imprisoned him just now, and didn't react at all for a while.

"Let's go, I, Dugger, am not interested in killing people. If I say I will let you go, I will let you go."

Muba couldn't believe it, he didn't move for a long time.

"What? Still want to stay for tea?" Dagel raised his eyebrows slightly.

As soon as these words came out, Muba shook his head like a rattle, and quickly trotted up.

"and many more."

Muba suddenly stopped walking, not daring to move.

"If there is any news in the future, please send it at any time. Don't worry, I, Dugger, will not take advantage for nothing."

Muba nodded in a daze, and then went out again.

After going out, looking at the blue sky and white sun in the distance, Muba still couldn't react, so he just came out?

At this time, Muba never forgot the Han tribe who was called a weak tribe in the mouth of his elders since he was a child.

Dager got the news and sent a telegram to Mao Feiyang immediately.

After Mao Feiyang saw it, he immediately sent it to Suizhou.

Dagel is relatively safe in his work, and the news from him should not be wrong.

Xiang Xi and Ji Xiuyuan had been waiting for news for a long time, and finally received a piece of news with more constructive opinions before the sun set.

And this news coincides with the speculation of the two of them.

Xiang Xi quickly spread out the map of East Asia and began to look.

Among other things, there are so many countries around the South China Sea, her brows are frowned, where can she go?

Ji Xiuyuan wrote the telegram himself, telling Lu to vigorously strengthen inspections, and to use some special means to find this person when necessary.

And also set an expense for this project.

Lu Dali received the news and quickly wrote back, telling Ji Xiuyuan not to worry.

The East China Sea and the South China Sea are all his territories, and he doesn't believe that that person can swim in the sea.

Subsequently, Lu Dali arranged the manpower in advance.

At this moment, Luo Chengtian's appearance has completely changed, his back is bent, his skin is dark, his eyes are shrunk, he doesn't look like the king of Mengzhou at all.

This appearance is no different from that of a fisherman on the seashore who asks for a living and does some small business.

He grabbed an old man and asked in a low voice, "Uncle, how do you go to Siam by boat?"

The old man looked at him with two people behind him, both carrying big bags in their hands.

Not surprisingly, since the opening of trade in the South China Sea, farmers on both sides first began to do business with each other and do small business.

The uncle smiled, wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, "I know, this is your first time going there?"

Luo Chengtian nodded, "Yes, my daughter got married there two years ago, and I want to see it."

Hearing this, the old man seemed to be stabbed in the heart, and quickly said that he knew the place.

"So that's how it is. Come, come, I'll show you the way."

The old man waved enthusiastically, Luo Chengtian and Wu Tai looked at each other and followed.

The area around the bridgehead of the port is very lively, full of voices, there are people doing everything, some sell fish, some sell fresh gadgets from overseas, and most of them are some large merchant ships unloading and loading.

This area used to be under Jiang Qi's jurisdiction, and he alone had the final say on what ships to sail and what business to do.

So at that time, the ordinary people could only deliver things to the big families, and the big families didn't have to do anything, as long as they had a good relationship with the ventilation pipes and bought some merchant ships, they could make money.

But since the end of the Jiang family, Ji Xiuyuan has rectified this place, and all the merchants who ate human blood steamed buns were all beaten to death.

People can do business freely, as long as you apply for a trade letter.

Generally, the detailed information of the buyer and seller and the type of transaction will be marked on it.

The port is open [-] days a month. During this period, cargo can be unloaded and loaded freely at the port. At other times, the port is blocked and controlled by Lu Dali's navy.

Including some transport of personnel, as well.

Because of the good cooperative relationship established with East Asia before, the people of the two places have frequent exchanges, and there have been many marriages.

So the population transportation alone is a very large income.

This ship is shipped by a private company, but the specific pricing is in the hands of the government.

This is the opening time of the market, and the merchant ship leaves every two hours, and there is still half an hour before the next one, so the old man took them to buy tickets very quickly.