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The officer Nunu mouthed and smiled in a friendly smile: "No, hurry up and let your people come down, prepare for the porters to unload, it is free to dock the ship and load and unload the cargo in Constanta." ”

"So good?"

"Of course, otherwise there would be so many people running over to do business. ”

After the organizers got off the boat to rest, Zheng Fei called a carriage and directly negotiated with the coachman to buy it at a high price, and it was driven by his own sailors.

Zheng Fei and Santiago stuffed a large box into it, and then the two got into the carriage and pulled down the curtain.

"Strong man, pry open the box. ”

Santiago pulled out his dagger, thrust it into the edge of the lid, twisted it, the lid loosened, and before he could open it, a man sat up from it, breathing heavily.

The man was blindfolded and gagged, his hands and feet were tied, and he was desperate to breathe in the fresh air that he had not seen for a long time.

"Your Royal Highness, where should we go?" Zheng Fei took off his blindfold and gag.

The prince looked around blankly, and saw that he was indeed sitting in the carriage, and wondered, "Where is this?"

"Constanta. ”

"Oh, go west, until you come to a small place called Kaeya, where there is a small town of a few hundred people, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and where the descendants of Sparta live in the nearby mountains. ”

"You'd better not play tricks!" Santiago grabbed him by the collar and glared angrily.

"Rest assured...... No, it won't. ”

The prince grinned in embarrassment, fear made him dare not look into Santiago's eyes, and after a while, he remembered something and looked up at Zheng Fei, his eyes showing worry and begging.

"Don't forget what you promised me. ”

"Hmm. Zheng Fei responded.

He promised the prince to form an army strong enough to help the prince get the throne smoothly after the war, so as to prevent the throne from falling into the hands of the faint king and the people were in misery.

Although, under the fiery offensive of the Ottoman invasion, the country will fall sooner or later, setting off a bloody storm.

However, such a charge should be borne by Mohammed II, not Zheng Fei.

In front of a small inn, the carriage stopped, the prince was stuffed back into the box, and Santiago went upstairs into the room alone with the large suitcase, tied the prince to a chair, and sat opposite the prince and stared straight at him.

The prince was stared at and swallowed tremblingly.

“...... Is there something wrong?"

"Be honest, don't move, don't call!" At some point, Santiago had an extra hammer in his hand and smashed the table, startling the prince to close his eyes.

"Good good ......"

Zheng Fei didn't go upstairs, but walked aimlessly through the streets in a horse-drawn carriage, browsing the small shops selling all kinds of goods on both sides, and the hurried passers-by, Constanta can be called a miniature version of Venice, many of the people who come here are doing business, and time is precious to them.

"Captain, where are you going next?"

"Parking. ”

Zheng Fei saw a beautiful woman coming towards her, she had long black hair, walked with a graceful demeanor, and gave a habitual smile to every passerby, with a sweet smile.

However, this time, Zheng Fei did not talk with bad intentions.

"Hi~" After getting out of the car, he nodded gentlemanly and said hello.

"Hi~" The girl stopped, her left leg bent and her toe stood on tiptoe, standing elegantly.

"I would like to ask, where can I rent a large number of horses?"

The girl pursed her lips and smiled, and said with some pride: "Just look for me, my father owns the largest horse farm in Constanta, and has more than 4,000 horses, 3,000 of which were bought by the cavalry unit a while ago. ”

"What a coincidence, can you take me there, I have an urgent need. ”

"Of course, but I'll have to get in your carriage, the horse farm is some way from here in the suburbs. ”

Zheng Fei smiled happily, lifted the curtain and bowed slightly, inviting her to get into the car.

The girl seemed to have an injury on her leg, and she stumbled when she got into the car, and Zheng Fei hurriedly helped her.

At this moment, Zheng Fei saw an acquaintance - John Cena.

Across the street, John Cena dodged into a tavern, sat down by the window, asked for a bottle of inferior liquor that he couldn't name, and drank it sullenly alone.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that Zheng Fei was in a daze, the girl called softly.

"Oh nothing, I have something to tell the driver. ”

Zheng Fei quickly walked up to the sailor and told him to go back to the port and call Brad to keep a close eye on John Cena.

Then he himself acted as a return driver for the beautiful girl, and under the guidance of the girl, he drove down the street.

John Cena, the Harrison family's ace, has come to Constanta, and for whatever reason, it's not going to be good.

Zheng Fei had witnessed the ferocity of this person, coupled with the description of Senna by others, describing him as a demon, even if Zheng Fei had a ruthless character like Brad by his side, he did not dare to take it lightly.

Never look down on your opponents, this is one of his life credos.

Vaguely, Zheng Fei always felt that Senna was following him, and after coming out of Venice, he could always meet this ghostly figure, as if he was leaving. The problem is that when it came to Istanbul, Senna was one step ahead......

In the tavern, Senna had two bowls full of wine and a small plate of steaming sausages in front of him, smelling the tantalizing aroma, and he was indifferent and expressionless.

It wasn't until a man in a brimmed hat walked into the tavern that there was a different kind of brilliance in his dim pupils, and he stiffened the corners of his mouth and smiled uncomfortably.

The man looked panicked and lowered his brimmed hat, sat down opposite him, brought a bowl of wine to his face, and put his hands on the edge of the bowl.

"Senna, why are you old and showing up. ”

"I don't want to be like a rat all day long. Senna took a sip of the wine and poured it out.

"But if you are recognized......" There was a hatred in the man's eyes, blaming him for being too high-profile and arrogant.

"Rest assured, no one will remember me, because they're all dead. ”

Senna looked around, and the tavern was full of coolie artisans and sailors.

"Are they on the shore?" asked Senna, seemingly casually.

"Well, just landed, the Oriental man at the head is easy to identify, and there will be no mistake. ”

"Where's that Oriental?"

"I don't know, I just saw him stop a beautiful woman on the road, and the beautiful woman got into his carriage, probably to find a place to play. The man laughed, and his mouth made a slurping sound.

Senna snorted lightly, then didn't ask any more, lowered his eyebrows and thought for a while, and said: "Help me inform the post station to be ready to do it at any time, there is no chance in Istanbul, this time it must be done!"

As a large mercenary group, the Harrison family has post stations in major cities in Europe to facilitate communication. (To be continued.) )