Chapter 105: The Operation Begins

[Thank you for the Alipay transfer of the true love fan "What do you see, I cut you", which solved the urgent need, and I was so moved that I cried 愒o愒 at least 5 more tomorrow! No upper limit! Everyone is hi in a wave!]

Santoston took out his gold-filigree pipe unhurriedly, took it and lit it, took a puff, and glared.

He raised his head, swept the dozen or so ships moored in the dock, and said, "Your ship was bought at Chopper Shipyard, right?"

Zheng Fei nodded, inhaled uneasily, and faintly felt a bad premonition.

The corners of Santos's mouth curled up in a strange arc, and he said: "Chopper is my second son, and that shipyard is my property, not long ago I heard that someone bought five merchant ships and ten frigates from there, fortunately." ā€

As he spoke, he held out his hand seemingly friendly, his face stiffening.

Zheng Fei shook hands with him and said with a smile: "Fortunately." ā€

"I want to ask, what do you want to do with so many boats?"

"Of course it's for trade, and the caravan of five merchant ships is not large, right?"

"No, I'm referring to the frigates, which are no worse than those equipped by the Navy. ā€

"Ha, I was robbed by pirates when I came, and I almost died in the sea, bought them just in case. Zheng Fei shrugged his shoulders and said flatly.

Santos stared straight into his eyes, was silent for a few seconds, then smiled and said meaningfully: "I hope you are telling the truth, you know what, there was once a person in Lisbon who lied to me, and"

"And then he died?"

"No, I cut off his hands and feet and kept him in a pig's nest. With that, Santos smiled coldly and turned to leave.

He walked a few dozen meters, and Zheng Fei saw the officers guarding the port coming to his side and listening to what he had to say.

The dockyard owner watched Santos leave, the flattery on his face had not faded, and said to Zheng Fei: "You, are you still carrying the boat?"

"Mention it, drive to the shore and park first. ā€

Evening.

The afterglow of the setting sun, pouring over the blue sea, envelops the westernmost city on the European continent, leaving a touch of breathtaking scenery in the world.

At this time, if you sit at the top of the clock tower of Lisbon, you can watch the whole sunset without obstruction.

The bell tower is not allowed to climb, and people sit on the roof of their homes, holding a small basin in their hands, in which some fruits and snacks are put in it, and they exchange meals with their neighbors, chatting and enjoying the beautiful scenery, with a satisfied smile on the corner of their mouths, which is the most leisurely time of their day.

For thousands of years, people have wondered what is on the other side of the sea, and countless navigators have tried all the way to the west, but have never reached the end of the sea.

They think that the Mediterranean Sea is the largest sea in the world, but they don't know that the Atlantic Ocean in front of them can crush it by plucking the hairs.

Just when everyone was attracted by the magnificent splendor of the sunset, before they knew it, two large ships, the New World and the North America, docked.

Zheng Fei was already standing on the shore to greet him, and when he saw the strong and burly Santiago, he cast a long-lost smile.

Santiago lowered the planks to connect the deck to the land, and when he saw him smiling at himself, he muttered something strange and beckoned to the sailors, "Get off the boat and rest, guys, don't drink, there's something to do." ā€

With that, he went ashore, glanced at the laborers who craned his neck to watch the sunset, and thought of his former self.

Zheng Fei couldn't help but be a little surprised, did this guy's wings grow stiff, and he didn't know how to say hello to himself?

He coughed dryly and stared at Santiago.

Santiago was stunned, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his strong biceps, clenched his fists and said with a tiger face: "What do you always look at me, do you want to be beaten?"

This strange reaction reminded Zheng Fei that he was now a yellow-skinned European face.

He chuckled and lowered his voice, "It's me, strong man." ā€

Santiago frowned and said suspiciously, "You"

"You like Weixi, you want to make money to go back and marry her, and you will wrestle with your friends every day when you are at the Atlanta pier," Zheng Fei said with a smile.

"Oh my God, man, why haven't you grown a beard in a few days?" said Santiago, surprised, reaching out to pull it twice.

"Shhhh ā€

"Ha, it turned out to be a fake. Santiago pulled it off with all his might, and when he saw that his face was not good, he pouted in embarrassment and pasted it back.

Zheng Fei glared at him, and after confirming that his beard was sticky, he said, "You didn't bring the group of refugees on the island, did you?"

"Of course not, you said you couldn't take them to the mainland, I left them on the South America. ā€

Zheng Fei nodded, visually measured the number of sailors on the two ships, and suddenly said anxiously: "You brought all the sailors?"

"Yes. ā€

"No one is looking at that group of refugees?!"

"Haha, don't worry they can't run away, I removed the sails and oars on the South America before leaving, unless the whales help them, if they want to run, they can only ask the whales to help them push the boat~"

A hint of surprise flashed in Zheng Fei's eyes, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said, "You started to do things with your brain." ā€

"It's not that you're good at intrigues!"

The sailors disembarked and lined up in front of Zheng Fei, smiling silly.

"What are you laughing at?" Zheng Fei wondered.

"Long time no see, missed you!" replied the sailor, who was the best at slapping on the back.

"Come on, you, Vivien, miss the girl on the shore!" someone retorted.

"Poof, just rest assured that some words are fine"

Zheng Fei clapped his hands twice, looked at this group of "mentally retarded" and cute sailors, and said, "Okay, let's get down to business." ā€

Hearing this, the sailors immediately stopped bickering and formed a circle, and when almost everyone in the harbor was enjoying the sunset, Zheng Fei began to assign tasks.

A few stayed to watch the ship, and the rest rented a few carriages and went back to the hotel to get gold coins, and went to buy the war horses and weapons needed by the knightly legions and the ship's guns equipped with the frigates.

As for Santiago and Hans, they took the Eternal Knife to the tavern and ordered a drink for the night until Ares appeared.

Now, Zheng Fei needs to go back to Santos Manor and explain something to those people in the manor, and he can't leave them alone, after all, the genius da Vinci is there, and Britney is there.

He intends to take Britney, more precisely, snatch, the dream lover of all the men in Lisbon.

Well, that sounds good.

Ten minutes later, the sailors did their assigned task, and he ordered a carriage to go straight to the Santos estate.

Out of the city, walking on the country road, the air is filled with a faint smell of grass, fresh and pleasant.

He couldn't help but lift the curtain, close his eyes and take a deep breath, enjoying the feeling of being close to nature.

"How long will it take?" he asked the coachman, who was expected to fall in a little while.

"It's coming. The coachman said, didn't turn his head, and smiled weirdly.