They all call me master

To a certain extent, the 'Death Man' can be called an extremely mutilated and smaller version of 'Miss Qiu'.

She is far, far away from the real 'Ms. Qiu'.

It's too far away from Arthur's real plan.

50 qualified dead soldiers are just the beginning!

Arthur needs these 50 dead soldiers to support the skeleton of the original [Black Cats], and then fill it with people from Mouse Street.

then?

Naturally, get a small fleet!

He doesn't have any bad intentions, he just buys foreign goods for the locals of South Los Angeles - many fleets are doing similar things, but trouble often occurs. Some sailors take the money and disappear and never come back, while some The sailor brought the goods back, but the original client could not be found.

It's just chaos.

Therefore, the 'psychic medium' who is young, kind, upright and has no bad intentions wants to build a small platform to serve everyone - the client can leave the money with him, and wait until the goods delivered are satisfied, and then use him platform payment.

If you are not satisfied, then negotiate a refund.

This platform is called ‘Mr. Five Exchange’.

After all, only by using 'Mr. Five' to protect 'Miss Qiu' can we achieve the effect Arthur wants.

As for losing money?

Will not!

As long as the money is prepaid in the 'Mr. Five Exchange', there will be a complete cycle, and the young 'psychic medium' will never lose money.

On the contrary, he will become richer and richer.

His small fleet will become a large fleet.

His merchant ships will become armed merchant ships.

What he had to do was to install 100 cannons on each of his armed merchant ships.

Sail battleship?

No, no no!

It was just an armed merchant ship to ensure that the goods he purchased for the residents of Nanlos would not be coveted by pirates!

After all, his fleet will sail to the Islands, Yanbao, North County and even various cities on the west coast. Pirates are really rampant.

Therefore, it is reasonable for him to continue to build more armed merchant ships.

10 such armed merchant ships, plus 36 frigates, and the number of dead soldiers who had to be expanded to 3,000 in order to deal with pirates... No, it was the [Black Cats], this was his second plan.

And the third step?

It is the ‘Nanlos Commercial Bank’ built on ocean trade!

Money never sleeps!

He wants to use money to make money!

Then use money to buy the truth!

By then, the number of his armed merchant ships and [Black Cats] should have skyrocketed.

At that time, under the protection of hundreds of armed merchant ships, under the protection of tens of thousands of [Black Cats], and within the range of his cannon, he could sleep peacefully at night in Nanlos.

However, that was a long, long time later.

Even the name of the plan, 'Shadow Earl', only flashed through Arthur's mind.

This is not ambition.

Just plain scared.

Man, being hit by a dump truck once is enough!

This time——

He needs to be down to earth!

He will go up step by step until he reaches the highest level!

He wants to leave only one voice in the darkness of Nanlos!

That's him...

Arthur Kratos!

But now?

Arthur held tea and sent an invitation to Malinda with a faint smile——

"Want to watch a unique interrogation?"

"certainly!"

…

In the cell, Haite crouched in the corner, eyes slightly closed, ignoring the mice and cockroaches running around, and even ignoring the stench mixed with the smell of urine.

Haidt had already made psychological and practical preparations for encountering such an accident.

Although he borrowed James's 'deterrence', he knew that something like James would happen sooner or later - so he prayed for a mark from the adult.

A mark just in case.

As long as he uses this mark, Haite is sure to be able to leave here directly.

But, that mark is too precious.

He only has one.

Once it's used, it's gone.

Therefore, he prefers to use ‘conventional means’.

At the same time, he hated that bastard William even more!

He actually used them to step into that world first. If he hadn't thought about it over and over again and felt something was wrong, and turned to that adult with "very sincerity", I'm afraid he would have been kept in the dark like the two fools Fonak and Nak until now. In the drum - 100Kg of fresh, healthy blood, even he spent an unimaginable amount of effort.

Fortunately, there are enough people in Nanlos.

Especially in places like Mule Street and Mouse Street, it’s not a big deal if a dozen or twenty people disappear at regular intervals.

But precisely because of this, he cherished this mark even more.

Therefore, he would rather wait quietly.

Tread, tap, tap!

The sound of boot footsteps sounded in the cell corridor.

coming!

Haite opened his eyes, and a flattering smile naturally appeared on his face.

And when he saw that it was Hunter and Newt, the flattery became even more intense - Haite knew these two patrolmen who were famous for their "taking cards".

In the past, he was naturally extremely disgusted.

Now I am extremely happy.

“When I met the two police officers, I really felt like I was coming back to life, and it actually reminded me of the time I buried something under the 111th tree on the left side of the boulevard.

It’s really gratifying! "

When Hunter and Newt opened the door, Haight spoke in a low voice.

There he buried a box.

There are 20 gold tickets in the box.

Very naturally, Hunter and Newt showed Hatter's familiar smiles.

But the next moment, the two patrol officers had serious expressions.

"Officer Dicko is going to interrogate you. Be honest, you know that?"

"I know! I know! Of course I know!"

Hatter nodded repeatedly.

Involved in James' case, even if he is just an accomplice, he cannot be released by buying off two patrolmen. The corresponding police officers and sergeants must take care of it.

So, he prepared enough things.

Haite was sure to convince the other party with this.

However, when he saw Dico, the pirate-turned-guy couldn't help but be stunned.

Dicko's fat and muscular figure and the scars on his face are really intimidating.

Especially when Dicko was holding the whip, Haite, who didn't want to be beaten at all, opened his mouth without hesitation -

"Officer, you have a really tall figure. It must be hard to live in a cramped room, right?

I happen to have a house for sale on Huayuan Street at a low price. If you are willing, you can take your wife and children to have a look.

Rest assured, once you buy the house, everything in the house, including the safe inside, is yours. "

With the sergeant's instructions, Dicko naturally knew what he was doing.

However, the newly promoted fifth-level police officer was still stunned when he heard Haite's quotation.

Is this guy so rich?

I really want to squeeze it in my hands and squeeze out the oil.

But Dicko knew what he should and shouldn't do.

He stared at Haite fiercely and struck the opponent hard with the whip.

Snapped!

In just one moment, Haite's skin and flesh were torn apart.

Snapped!

With the second blow, Dicko skillfully hit the scars from the first blow.

At this time, Haite's whole body started to tremble.

The pain was far beyond what Haidt imagined.

Not just Dicko's skills, but...

Alcohol!

Haite twitched his nose and smelled the familiar smell. Immediately, the pirate-born guy cursed in his heart.

'Damn it, what kind of unscrupulous bastard thought of dipping a whip in alcohol? ’

Cursing in his heart, Dico's whip did not stop.

Bang, bang!

After more than ten hits in a row, just when Haite couldn't help but want to use the mark, he suddenly heard Dico utter two words in a deep voice——

"not enough!"