Molière tried his best to popularize the knowledge of cultural relics to these illiterate pirates in plain language, and he told the illiterate pirates that these gold coins were thousands of years old, equivalent to the Qin and Han dynasties in China.

As long as you spare my life, I can take you to Hong Kong to find a big seller in Europe and sell it for a top high price, which is enough for you to change to a better pirate ship, and you will need a fast clipper with big soft sails in Europe, which is as fast as flying against the water, and it is absolutely exciting to rob.

Goldfish Eyes were stunned when they heard this, "Good boy, why are you still a caravan guard when you are so rich? You can't be blinded by me, right? You have to give me an explanation...... Forget it, I don't bother to listen to your explanation, if you want to make me believe you, you have to do something to make me believe, right?"

"Your identity is suspicious, what if it is a big trouble? Wouldn't I be asking for trouble if I let you go, besides, you took me to Hong Kong, what if you set a trap and hack me? If you want me to believe that you will go to Hong Kong to sell gold coins with you, you will have to submit a letter of submission!"

"Ahh......h

Great, as long as I get to Hong Kong, even Xiao Letian can't help himself, the British and French forces will protect me, and when the time comes, I will go back to Paris when I find a chance, God still loves me, hahaha!

Molière, who was laughing wildly in his heart, did not dare to make a sound or express his excitement, he groveled and smiled, "Yes, yes! Listen to you, what is it, please tell me ......."

Goldfish Eye sneered, "For the sake of you giving so many gold coins, I can spare your life, but my heart's sour and hot soup still hasn't settled, I have to eat it in my mouth...... There must also be sacrifices for the sea god!"

"Except for the three of you, the rest of this ship are all my men, who do you say you want to kill?, choose one yourself...... "With a bang, a snow-bright dagger was nailed to Molière's feet.

Molière was already stupid, he only now understood what it was to vote for his name, it turned out that he wanted to kill his own people, so that his hands were stained with the blood of his own people, so that there was no way out, and his shortcomings were pinched in the hands of the other party.

The closed hatch was opened again, and two dead dog-like French intelligence officers were dragged out, their heads hanging limply on their chests.

The sailor flipped the two fainted French intelligence officers, causing their faces to rush up, and Molière couldn't help but feel sad as he looked at the two men with blue noses and swollen faces.

I brought twenty of my men to Asia, and in the missions, in the battles, the dead and the missing, in the end, there were only these two left.

Each subordinate is a henchman who has been trained by himself for more than three years, and they are all dead, and if they want to support such a capable team again, it will be another three or five years later.

But what if you don't do it? Do you want to die here? With a heart full of unwillingness to die here?

The cold hilt of the knife was held in his hand, and the dark red silk thread was wrapped around it with traces of old blood, and God knows how many people's chests were opened and how many people's bellies were broken by this dagger!

"Do you really want to do it? do you really want to eat people's hearts?" Molière's lips and hands trembled like chaff.

"Hehe, of course, the hot and sour soup boiled by the human heart is extremely delicious, eat it to strengthen your courage! If you eat the soup of the human heart, the little ghosts of hell will avoid you, haven't you heard of that saying? Gods and ghosts are afraid of the wicked!"

"Do it, do it! Use this knife to cut open their bellies and dig out their hearts...... So you can live! I'll send you to Hong Kong, and I'll keep you safe...... Hehehe!"

The tip of the knife moved back and forth under the two fainted hands, and Molière didn't know what to choose, the last of his human conscience telling him not to.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, if I don't do this, I'm going to die! I can't die, I still have my life ideals unfulfilled, I want to go home! I can't die here......"

"Raymond, I'm sorry! Who made you question my command from the beginning, why do you damn thing always question my orders......!

Anger rose from his heart to his guts, Molière lost the last shred of his human conscience, and the dagger stabbed straight at Leo's chest.

The sound of the blade entering the flesh sounded, blood splattered, and all the Chinese pirates were stunned, "It's really stabbed!"

Molière pressed his dagger with both hands and stabbed downward, as if the dagger had pierced the deck and pierced Leo's heart, and now the blade could not advance another half centimeter.

"Leo, you are the most disobedient member of my command, and you have brought yourself ...... to this point," Molière opened his eyes as he spoke.

"Ahh

As if he didn't know the pain, Leo clutched the knife in both hands, blood flowed on his chest, and anger erupted from his eyes, "You want to kill me, you want to kill me for your own life!

"You brute, you have ideals that have not been fulfilled, Lao Tzu and I have no ideals? If you want to live, I will have to die! Don't you just want to be promoted and make a fortune in Paris? So you have to step on our corpses and climb up!"

"Go to hell!" a rabbit kicks an eagle, and Molière is kicked into the air.

Leo's hands were pierced by the dagger, and he stood alone on the deck, forgetting to let the knife be pulled out, and a sense of sadness welled up in his heart, and he shouted at the topless woman, "You win! You crazy woman win! whatever you want, hahaha...... Whatever you want!"

The woman who fought for wine put down her wine glass, smiled and slapped her, "Hahaha...... I've won this gamble again, and all the money you've made this year is mine!"

"Goldensino seabream!" Molière was shocked when he heard this familiar voice, "Damn, you dare to yin me, haven't you been adopted by Xiao Lotian a long time ago......?"

He rushed up and tried to fight hard, but the two pirates next to him kicked him to the ground, and then two stinky feet stepped on his head, "Be honest!

The alfonsino didn't have time to deal with Molière, so he changed his pitiful appearance and bent down to the woman and said, "Junko, my good daughter-in-law, you raise your hand and leave me half of it...... If this man has no money to spend, how faceless it is!"

Something happened to Leo's surprise, this crazy woman is actually called Junko? She's a pure shit! And she's the daughter-in-law of the alfon?