Outside the exchange, the sound of explosions was heard, and nearby residents and passers-by stopped and looked in horror at the black smoke billowing hall and the embarrassed merchants.

However, their fear, which lasted only a few seconds on their faces, was replaced by a snickering joy from within.

"Hah!" they laughed gloatingly.

In Venice, the poor and the rich, if not incompatible, are incompatible.

Almost 99% of the money is concentrated in the hands of no more than 5% of the rich.

The poor are paid a few silver coins a month, barely enough for the family to eat and drink, and the rich have a luxurious winter coat enough for them to eat for a year, and besides, they are ordinary rich people.

The hatred of the rich, especially in this era, is in full swing.

Therefore, these poor people did not have the slightest pity for the misery of the rich, but after standing on the riverbank and watching the excitement, they continued on their way.

If they knew it was Brad coming, they would all rush home and lock the door and live a hibernation life.

As for those who lived nearby, they watched for a while and then closed the window and closed the curtains with a blank face to prevent danger from reaching them.

This ironic scene made Zheng Fei smile bitterly and feel helpless.

Standing on the side of the street, he beckoned to stop two carriages, sat in with a few guys, and returned to the docks.

The winding water alleys are still so peaceful and harmonious, and the whole of Venice seems to be lying on a pearl in the Adriatic Sea, but there are more black spots on this pearl.

Wharf, noon.

In Venice in winter, noon is arguably the most wonderful time of day.

The warm sunshine sprinkled on the faces of the laborers, bringing them a little comfort in this cold winter.

But to be honest, the winter in Venice is not cold, the typical Mediterranean climate, can be described as warm in winter and cool in summer, think about those countries in Northern Europe, such as Denmark and Norway, I am afraid that they dare not go out now, and they have to solve it quickly.

The laborers were still unloading, and the ships brought back enough treasures from the Americas to unload until the evening, after which they could get a bounty of six silver coins, buy a large roll of bread, and even buy a few pieces of beef to improve the family's food.

Well, what would they do if they knew how valuable the contents of the box were?

Zheng Fei stepped on the deck, only a small number of sailors had enough of playing in the city, hugging their mattresses and lying on the deck to bask in the sun, most of them were still nostalgic for the tavern, sipping wine, looking at the beautiful girls on the street, and they didn't want to take their eyes off for a moment.

There is a strange phenomenon that when women wear a lot of clothes, men will always pay attention to the exposed parts of them, and when they wear less, they will unconsciously stare at the covered parts.

Why? Probably because meat is rare.

"Hello Captain!" said the lying sailors, lowering their cocked legs.

Zheng Fei nodded, and led Santiago and the others into the cabin.

"Santiago pour the wine!"

"Why am I again?"

"Because you have big hands, you can hold several cups at a time. ”

"There's no one to explain it. ”

In winter, wine is rarely drunk, and everyone is keen to drink spirits that warm up, such as brandy.

Taking the wine glass, Zheng Fei swallowed half a glass directly, sighed, and said, "Everyone, tell me the story of Brad." ”

Naturally, Hans took over the job, he had been to land trade in the past, and had traveled to many countries, so he could be regarded as well-informed.

"Brad, an English national, a legendary figure in the killer world, has a wanted bounty of 500,000 silver coins"

"Okay, say something useful, who doesn't know?" interrupted Santiago, not forgetting to grimace.

"Poofbrad is uncertain, haunted like a ghost, maybe today he killed a count in Antwerp, tomorrow he could show up in Lisbon and kill a duke, no one knows how he did it, but it did happen, it seems that two years ago, he had scurried from Antwerp to Lisbon overnight and done two big cases. ”

This sentence made Zheng Fei feel ridiculous.

From Antwerp to Lisbon, you have to cross the whole of France and Spain, and the distance from Beijing to Guangzhou is about the same, plus the jungle on the top of the mountain, even if you drive a Bugatti Veyron overnight, you can't soar!

People in the Middle Ages had an extraordinary ability to exaggerate the facts.

"No way. Thinking about it, he came out with this.

"I'm telling the truth, everyone who lives in Lisbon knows it, right?" said Hans, desperate for support.

Ares nodded and said blankly: "I don't know where Antwerp is, but this incident is true, at that time, the whole city of Lisbon was under martial law, and after two weeks of fasting, he almost starved to death at home. ”

Hearing this, Zheng Fei shook his wine glass, took a sip of spirits, and pondered.

If this is true, then there is only one possibility - that someone is blaming Brad and doing evil in his name.

Somehow, a strong desire surged up in his heart -- he longed to find out the man behind the scenes, to get rid of him! This kind of person was not only cruel but also very disgusting!

He exhaled deeply and looked up at the sky outside, the sun was blocked by a few clouds, and the sky was much darker.

Until then, the goods must be sold.

Due to today's explosion on the exchange, it is estimated that those wealthy businessmen will not appear there in the short term, and in that case, if they want to sell the goods in their hands, they can only find them one by one.

The richest, of course, is the prince, and unfortunately Brad wants to kill him.

So, Zheng Fei had to find a way to stop Brad.

Judging from what happened on the exchange, Brad is good at camouflage and hiding, and he is very suitable to be a sniper in the twentieth century, and more importantly, he is very good at climbing and jumping, and his climbing and jumping ability is no worse than Grant.

However, compared with primitive people, it is still far behind.

On this trip back to Europe, Zheng Fei brought back more than a dozen natives, including brown bear hunters and primitive people, and one with a nose more intelligent than a dog.

When I ran into them, I can only say that Brad was unlucky.

Thinking of this, Zheng Fei curled the corners of his mouth and strolled towards the natives' cabin with a wine glass.

[I didn't change it today.,I'll write one more chapter later.,Leave it until noon tomorrow.,After that, it's stable at 12 noon and 6 o'clock in the afternoon.,So you don't have to wait hard.,It's not that it's two changes a day.,It's just that there are updates at these two times.,Other times are uncertain.,Maybe 9 o'clock、10 o'clock or something like that.】

By the way, I just remembered that I would like to thank the book friends for the countless recommendation packages of "doing their own mental work", and the increase in the collection of more than 1,000 O(∩_∩)The growth of the O collection affects whether the book can be promoted by the editor in the future, thank you for supporting the seedling of the Great Voyage!] (To be continued.) )