Chapter 393: Ready to Leave
It's an awkward choice for the mayor. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
He could see that the burly and fierce-eyed Spartan warrior was by no means a character to be messed with, and if his unscrupulous guards were defeated, he would be greatly disgraced.
And if he didn't fight, he would set up the image of a coward in front of so many people, which was the last thing he wanted to see.
Under Zheng Fei's gaze, he gritted his teeth, his eyes were uncertain, and his hands were scratching around on the sofa restlessly.
Just when he was in a dilemma, the leader of the guard made a choice for him.
"I'll come. The leader stared coldly at the Spartan warrior and stepped forward with steady steps, standing proudly.
The mayor frowned slightly, looked at him and thought about it for a while, his face was still nervous, and he sighed and said, "Okay, let's change the place and let these two warriors have a duel, right in the castle hall." ā
"Don't bother, just be here. Zheng Fei didn't think it would be such a wonderful duel, he just needed to go through a form, and there was no need to run upstairs and downstairs.
"No, I have a lot of expensive wine in my room...... Uh, I mean frescoes, frescoes, you know my Latin pronunciation is not very standard. The mayor grinned to himself, and then said, "It's not good if it breaks." ā
However, before the words could be settled, the leader of the guard, who had been waiting for a long time next to him, suddenly moved, accompanied by a violent roar, and attacked his opponent without warning.
After following the mayor for so many years, the most annoying thing about him is that he is chattering, indecisive and has no general demeanor, and his command power is almost zero, which is also the reason why Gdansk is often lost.
The Spartan warrior took a hard fist and hit him right in the cheek.
To his surprise, he stood still and didn't move, bearing his opponent's attack head-on, with a crushing smile on the corner of his mouth.
The opponent's eyes widened in panic, and he took a few steps back to open the distance, habitually touching his waist, and found that he had just forgotten to bring a knife in a hurry.
Finished...... He thought. In that blow just now, he thought that he had hit the highest level, and he thought that he could win with one punch, but the moment the punch hit his opponent, he deeply felt that his strength was dissolved, as if it had hit an elephant.
The Spartan warrior approached with a huge iron shield, his eyes were always so cold and ruthless, he wanted to kill this man.
"Stop!" the mayor hurriedly stopped, and finally got his noble ass off the couch and stood up.
The warrior glanced at him indifferently and moved on.
In desperation, the mayor cast a begging glance at Zheng Fei.
"Stop. Zheng Fei called softly.
Zheng Fei's voice was the last thing the Spartan warriors wanted to hear at the moment.
Because, this voice will always stop him from killing, and he has to give in.
"Great Ares. He reverently reverently reverently recited a word of Spartan and withdrew.
Zheng Fei and the mayor made eye contact, and the two of them invariably ordered their men to leave the room and close the door.
After a brief moment, silence returned, except for the strange sound of the large bell hanging on the wall.
The mayor sighed deeply, sat back on the couch and took a sip of his wine, putting down his glass very hard, as if to vent.
Zheng Fei also sat down, took a look at the delicate empty wine glass in his hand, and said casually, "Let's talk?"
"That kid is the nephew of a friend of mine, otherwise I wouldn't care if he lives or dies. The mayor said hatefully.
"Do you think now that you can suppress my men with just a few thousand men?"
After pondering for a moment and pinching the fur on the surface of the sofa, the mayor reluctantly shook his head: "I want to ask, who are those people under you? My escort team is the best selected from the soldiers, and that kid just now is one of the best in the escort team, how can the gap be so big." ā
"Have you heard of John Cena?" Zheng Fei raised an eyebrow.
"Of course, the Harrison family boss is said to be a terrible killer. ā
"He lost to my men. ā
"Joke, as far as I know, Senna has only lost to one person, and that is Brad, the king of killers. ā
"Oh, Brad is one of my men, and a good friend of mine, if you want to see him, I'll let him come now. ā
The atmosphere froze in an instant.
The mayor involuntarily held his breath and stared at Zheng Fei's slightly smiling face, clearly feeling that the other party didn't seem to be joking.
"No need. He hurriedly replied, fear floating in his pupils.
Across Europe, no rich man or aristocrat would ever be willing to let Brad come to his door.
"Can you rent me 100,000 silver coins for the fleet?"
"Who the hell are you?" the mayor asked worriedly, without answering him directly.
When he saw the panic in the mayor's eyes, Zheng Fei knew that he had taken the initiative.
"Don't ask what you shouldn't. Zheng Fei glared at him coldly.
"That'...... Didn't you say you were going to give me 180,000?"
After staring at each other intently, Zheng Fei smiled happily: "Okay, then I'll give you 180,000, but you have to choose the best batch of ships for me." ā
"Okay, I'll arrange it now, and I'll be able to leave in two days!" the mayor's expression was extremely urgent.
Because, he panicked.
The man in front of him can actually take a large number of super soldiers, even Brad's kind of guys, such a person in Gdansk is enough to keep him awake at night, he has to let these people leave as soon as possible, so as not to cause any trouble.
That was the last thing he wanted to see, and even if there was a big war with the German enemy, the two countries would agree to do it outside the city, because neither side wanted to see the city unrecognizable.
After all, this city is a lifeline that both countries are vying for.
As for what this group of dangerous people were going to do in the Kingdom of Denmark, he didn't care at all, whether it was murder or plunder, it had nothing to do with him, and he didn't like to make trouble for himself the most.
After reaching an agreement, Zheng Fei went downstairs.
The mayor did not send him off under the pretext of resting, and as soon as he left the room, he leaned to the window in a panic, and looked at the huge convoy of Spartans in the street from a distance, and the Spartan warriors standing on either side.
"Who are you......" he muttered as he looked up at the sky.
After resting by the window for a few minutes, he called the butler over and instructed the work that needed to be done, and to prepare the fleet to send the group away as soon as possible.
Fortunately, the other party didn't want to blackmail himself. He thought so and felt very lucky.
......
Two days later, the dock.
The docks in Gdansk are different from other places because of the different sea areas.
The Baltic Sea is the least salinous sea in the world, it is a shallow sea, with an average depth of only 55 meters, so it is not as deep blue as other seas, but more vivid in color.
Countless sailboats docked at the docks, and in the cold wind whizzing, the porters got to work, with the cooperation of the Spartan warriors and others, to carry boxes of cargo onto the ship. (To be continued.) )