Zheng Fei smiled knowingly, put his hand into his pocket, and took out a few silver coins that seemed to be flashing, which instantly caused the homeless to sigh.

"Wow"

"That's a lot of money!"

They rarely saw silver coins, and they used copper, and at the vendor who pushed the cart, one silver coin could buy him a whole load of food, and the remaining money could buy two bottles of wine, enough for everyone to rub together.

Those foods, although leftovers, but the aroma still makes the hungry they salivate, staring at it for a long time, if it weren't for the occasional passing by the patrol police, they would have rushed over to rob it.

The boss, who was pretending to be calm a moment ago, opened his mouth wide at this time, exclaimed, and stared greedily at the silver coin in Zheng Fei's hand, as if he saw a beautiful woman and a big meal, and swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva in a row.

"Tell me what the guards' weaknesses are. ”

"Good, good!" the boss smiled and nodded.

The prison, no more than the one in Lisbon, has a small capacity, less than a hundred prisoners, and only eight guards.

However, next to the prison, about 500 meters away, there is an army stationed, more than 200 sword and shield soldiers.

After listening to the tramp boss's explanation, Zheng Fei gave him the silver coins and asked him to go to the port to deliver a letter, and then give five silver coins after the matter was completed.

The content of the letter was to ask the sailors to hire dozens of wagons, stuff muskets in them and bring them over, and in case the civilized prison robbery was unsuccessful, they could only use strength to deter.

Guns are banned throughout Atlanta, and there are very few civilians who have guns, only a few nobles can hold them, oh yes, and there is a musket team, which is only a few dozen in number.

Therefore, when Zheng Fei's hundreds of musketeers stood here, and they were still using rifled guns that far exceeded those of contemporary times, it would be a crushing battle, and only one or two shots were needed, and absolutely no one dared to move.

Prison gates.

The prison is in the mountains, but instead of being built on the edge of a cliff like the Lisbon prison, it has chosen a valley.

There was only one watchtower, and there was only one guard with a bow and arrow, leaning on the railing and yawning casually, looking up at the dim sun in winter, bored, and even Zheng Fei's appearance did not cause him to be nervous, because there had never been such a thing as a prison robbery.

The guard at the door raised his hand to stop Zheng Fei, noticed the expensive leather coat and the unusual aura, and quickly spit out the withered grass in the corner of his mouth, straightened his hat, and said with a sneer: "Where are you from?"

"In the city, come and find someone. ”

"Is it a prisoner?" the guard continued to laugh after a brief moment's hesitation.

"Can't you?" Zheng Fei took a deep breath and puffed up his chest and stared at him.

"Yes, you can, but it will take you half an hour at most, this is the rule set above, and we can't help it. ”

Zheng Fei snorted, and before he raised his feet and walked into the prison, he smiled, took out a silver coin and said, "Take it to buy wine for the brothers." ”

With that, he crossed the threshold and made his way to the dark, damp cell under the guidance of one of the weakest and most bullied guards.

Behind him, there was a lot of talking.

"Wow, that's so generous!"

"Antonio, it's your turn to buy wine today!

Cell.

There was a rotten smell in the air, the walls were impermeable, there wasn't even a window, only a large skylight at the very top.

"What's your friend's name?" asked the caretaker who led the way, cautiously, for fear of angering the extravagant man.

"Borg. Zheng Fei frowned slightly, the smell here was like a garbage dump.

Hearing the name, the guard was stunned for a moment.

"Well, is that the arms smuggler?" said after a pause, "he's going to be executed in two days." ”

Hearing this, Zheng Fei's face tightened, and he quickly returned to normal, and said, "That's why I came to see him for the last time, let's lead the way." ”

Along the damp hallway, they walked to the innermost part of the cell, the relatively clean single room, which was the Borg territory.

The accommodation and food conditions of the condemned prisoners are often much better than those of other prisoners, and they still have broth to drink every day, so the prisoners often joke that it is better to die than damn it!

At this time, Borg was leaning against the wall, holding a bowl in his hand, and drinking soup in small sips, very reluctant.

"Hey Borg, someone came to see you. The guard opened the door, waited for Zheng Fei to enter, closed it and stood aside.

Borg didn't lift his eyelids, and drank soup and bread to himself.

He was thinking: Lao Tzu still has friends in Atlanta?

Zheng Fei looked at him in the dark, like a beggar, drinking the soup carefully, for fear of spilling a drop, dry and messy hair, old face, completely lost the original demeanor.

Seeing this scene, there is only one word in my heart - pitiful.

Although I don't have much friendship with this person, things are wrong with people, and it is inevitable that people will be sad.

Zheng Fei cleared his throat and turned his head to look at the guard outside the door, who hurriedly smiled and waited for the order.

He took out a silver coin and said, "Go buy a bottle of wine and some roast beef, as fast as possible." ”

"This" the guard grinned in embarrassment, afraid that they would escape from prison.

So, Zheng Fei took out another silver coin, saw the guard's eyes flashing, and said, "This is your errand fee." ”

The guard quickly took it, craned his neck and asked tentatively, "Then you won't run, will you?"

"No more nonsense, be careful that I find someone to remove you!"

This angry shout made the guards hurriedly run away and buy wine.

The inmates in the cell applauded, gave Zheng Fei a thumbs up, and laughed heartily.

They are rats, and the caretaker has been bullying them as cats, and now there is finally a tiger, relieved of anger!

Even Borg had to raise his head and look at the comer.

The light was dim, and I couldn't see the appearance clearly, only the leather coat that pulled the wind could be seen.

He muttered, silently took the last sip of broth, licked the edge of the bowl, and was silent for a long time.

"Hey. ”

They spoke almost at the same time.

Coincidences always have a happy effect.

Borg smiled and stood up against the wall, grinning in pain as he could see that he had a lot of injuries on his body.

"Can't stand the pain like this?" Zheng Fei joked.

"How!" Borg grabbed his withered hair and continued, "I'm a tough guy!"

After a few seconds of silence, Zheng Fei took two steps forward and asked in a low voice, "Do you still recognize me?"

Borg rubbed his eyes and carefully recognized the Oriental face, strange and familiar, and he couldn't remember it for a while.

"That navigator, the best ship-based guns in all of Europe. ”

This sentence made Borg tremble instantly and was in a daze.

"God it's you! I thought you'd never come back!"

"Why do you all say the same thing?" Zheng Fei said with a smile.

"Who else?" asked Borg, gradually retracting his smile and a hint of hatred flashing in his eyes.

"Is it Hobbes?" (To be continued.) )