Atlanta Marina, dusk.

The sea breeze is gusting, with moist moisture hitting the face, refreshing and comfortable.

As usual, the noble overseers rode their horses and strolled leisurely along the beach, occasionally raising their long whips and making graceful arcs in the air.

It's only half an hour before the end of work, and the laborers are starting to be lazy, thinking that they will go to the bar for a drink or two, and by the way, enjoy the beautiful ** of the dancer Visie.

Zheng Fei stood on the deck and looked into the distance, the ship was slowly approaching the wharf, the huge wharf was covered by the golden light cast by the setting sun, dense white sails, people, and cargo boxes, the scenery was magnificent and magnificent.

When his ship "New World" docked, it immediately attracted everyone's attention, as it was the largest ship in the whole marina.

And when the people saw the people disembarking from the boat, they all exclaimed in unison - they knew Santiago, the strong man who dared to fight the bison with his bare hands.

"Santiago!" many people whispered, looking at Zheng Fei and his party in surprise, looking at their neat clothes, and their hearts were filled with jealousy, because they were wearing the same stinky labor clothes as themselves not long ago.

Santiago greeted everyone with a smile, and at Zheng Fei's behest, he took out a box of bread from the cabin and distributed it to his acquaintances.

After that, Zheng Fei climbed up to a cargo stack and announced, "Who wants to be my sailor?

There were many sailors on the dock who had just arrived at the port today, and while the fleet was docking, they ran to the bar for a drink or two, and then went to find a prostitute to be refreshed, and then returned to the dock to find a place to sit and wait for their captain to return and set sail.

If there were other captains willing to pay more, they would be happy to jump ship.

So when Zheng Fei finished shouting these words, dozens of sailors ran over in an instant, and they ran wildly like dogs that had seen bones.

Zheng Fei only needed eight, and if there were too many people, the supplies would not be enough to consume, so he sat on the cargo box and asked the sailors to line up and come over in turn for an interview.

"Why do you want to be a sailor?"

"Eat with a mouthful. ”

"Why did you leave your original fleet and come to me?"

"Because your ship is big, you must be giving a lot of money!"

"What is the position of the captain in your heart?"

"It's the one who pays us. ”

Almost everyone's answer was like this, which disappointed Zheng Fei.

Exploring the New World is a daunting task, requiring all the crew to unite and obey the captain's orders, and the ruffians in front of them have no sense of discipline and are unsure of how to make trouble at sea.

Finding a group of loyal henchmen is not that simple.

The rejected sailors cursed and dispersed, hatefully flicking the wet undershirts on their shoulders, and their irascible appearance made Zheng Fei glad that he had made a decision.

At this time, the people were attracted by the commotion coming from a distance, and they all turned their heads to look, only to see a horse-drawn carriage jolting into the dock, crowded with a dozen refugees-looking people, their clothes torn to the surface.

After entering the dock, the hapless horse finally collapsed to the ground, and the refugees rolled off the car unexpectedly, lying on the ground unwilling to move, and it was obvious that they were weak.

Zheng Fei furrowed his brows and motioned to Santiago, "Get them some food and water!"

He did this because he wanted to help this group of refugees, but he was still a little selfish, because people who survived desperate situations were often grateful to their benefactors, so they were naturally much more loyal, and perhaps they could be used for themselves.

However, when he personally handed the bread to the refugees, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Because, it's all acquaintances!

These are the same convoys I met not long ago, in the middle of the night in the wasteland, eating roast beef shanks around a campfire!

The leader, who had eyes like falcons, stared blankly at Zheng Fei's face, and muttered in a hoarse voice, "Oh my God, it's finally back!"

Zheng Fei looked at them as they were dying, and almost shouted, "Santiago!

In the next ten minutes, Zheng Fei understood what it meant to be like a wolf and a tiger, these people seemed to have not eaten for eight hundred years, grabbed beef jerky and stuffed it into their mouths, and swallowed the beer without swallowing it, provoking the workers who were watching from the side to smash their mouths again and again, blaming them for spoiling good things.

In ten minutes, they killed an entire barrel of beer, a crate of beef jerky, and a dozen pounds of bread.

Zheng Fei put his arm on the leader's shoulders and asked with concern, "What happened?"

"Damn war! The barbarians have taken all my goods and property!"

"Well, man, what are your plans for the future?"

The leader sighed resentfully and said, "Continue to work as a laborer or go home to farm, trade can no longer run, you don't know that West Asia is in chaos now!"

"Do you remember the other day that I said that I was waiting for you to come back at the Atlanta pier and take you on a voyage to make a fortune? Zheng Fei said, the corners of his mouth slightly curled.

"Sailing?" the leader asked incredulously, only to notice his sailing suit, a black suit.

Zheng Fei turned around and stood up straight, raised his arm and pointed straight at the coast, and said heroically: "See, that's my ship, the New World!"

He didn't know that in the afterglow of the setting sun, his confident expression and posture were very similar to Napoleon, standing on the top and overlooking the territory.

The largest ship was conspicuous, and among the many sailboats, the leader noticed it at a glance and said, "But not long ago you were a fisherman."

"But I was a captain before I became a fisherman, and I was a captain all over the world. ”

After being silent for a while, Zheng Fei asked, "How is it, do you want to come with me?"

The leader shrugged his shoulders and smiled calmly, "You have already bought me and my buddies for the food you just had, and even if you take us to fish, we will do it." ”

With that, they clapped their hands.

Zheng Fei smiled knowingly, compared to those sailors who put interests first, this group of people is much easier to manage, because they are loyal to the leader, and they only need to make the leader loyal to themselves is equivalent to mastering everyone.

The leader was Hans, and in his youth he was the most famous hunter in his hometown.

After the sailor's affairs were settled, Zheng Fei suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and took his men into the bar to order some of the best spirits, now he just needs to sleep quietly after drinking, and tomorrow he will go to the city to bring the beautiful Teresa, and he can go to sea to explore the new world!

The bar was still so dark and mixed, and the air was filled with the smell of alcohol and grilled sausages, as well as the smell of sweat.

As usual, the men's eyes were all on Vicie's graceful writhing body, and they were reluctant to leave for a moment.

Noticing the anxious eyes of his subordinates, Zheng Fei gave each of them a silver coin and asked them to go outside to have fun and vent the ** they had accumulated for many days.