"Yes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" The man respectfully took the token and hurried out the door.

The room fell silent, and the old man stood up straight, put his foot on the fallen pipe, and walked leisurely to the window, looking out at the lush olive trees in the distance.

A line of migratory birds swept across the sky and ran to the distant horizon, leaving a beautiful figure in the air.

The old man's face was mixed.

Anger, sadness, entanglement, confusion...... In those eyes that are over half a hundred years old, there are too many things hidden and infinite wisdom.

"The damned William actually buried Senna. ”

Sigh deeply, like the wind that swept through the open space in front of the door.

......

Next.

When he received the reply from the Harrison family, Zheng Fei had just finished breakfast.

It was a wonderful morning, and as usual, the dock laborers came one after another, and with the help of the Spartan soldiers, they were able to completely clear the accumulated crates and devote themselves to the intense preparations for battle, helping the artillerymen to build the batteries, or going to the iron mines dozens of miles away to work as coolies, bringing back the iron mines to produce as many shells as possible.

Zheng Fei stayed on the watchtower, holding up his binoculars to observe the sea level.

I'm going to say goodbye to my ship soon, and I've spent most of the year together, and I'm really a little reluctant.

"Captain, here's the letter!"

A sailor hurried up to the deck, waving a thick piece of parchment.

"What did the letter say?" Zheng Fei asked, putting down the binoculars and leaning on the guardrail.

"I ...... I don't know how to read. The sailor pouted in shame.

"I'm embarrassed to come out and mix without even knowing a word!" On deck, Hans swore and walked over, his face very ugly, and snatched the parchment.

After a while, his face became even more embarrassed, holding the letter pestle in place, his expression was full of shame, and he didn't know how to end it.

Zheng Fei shook his head with a wry smile, jumped up and climbed out of the guardrail, grabbed the rope and slid down, landing smoothly.

"Let you pretend again, shame on you. He gave Hans a blank look, and then said to the sailors, "It's none of your business, go and get busy." ”

The sailor winked his eyes, snickered and ran away.

"What are these words......" Hans was aggrieved, blushing and thick-necked, eager to tear it in half.

"English text. Zheng Fei shook the parchment and wiped the handwriting on it from his fingers, the ink had not completely dried, and it seemed that he had only written for a short time.

Seeing him reading the letter carefully, Hans couldn't help but be curious, leaned his head forward, and asked, "Captain, why do you, as an Oriental, know both Latin and the English language?"

Zheng Fei glanced at him and smiled without saying a word.

"Uh, what's on the letter?"

"Confidentiality. Zheng Fei said mysteriously, and then coughed lightly, and his face became serious.

"Hans, give you a word of advice, and be kind to your men in the future. ”

"Why? I got to where I am today. Hans was stunned.

"Think about what you've been through, and don't forget that you were not as good as them, how would you feel if I had done this to you? Be kind to them, and they'll be willing to help you, you know?"

Having said this, Zheng Fei didn't say much, just patted him on the shoulder and walked away.

Turning his head to look at his fading back, Hans raised his eyebrows, thought for a moment, and pulled a few silver coins out of his pocket.

"Kura, get some wine to drink!" he shouted to the sailor who had just been reprimanded.

......

The meeting place was set in a tavern in the city, which was the most luxurious tavern in Constanta, and it used to be a place for the children of the rich to hang out, but now that the war was imminent, all the rich people could run away had already run away, and the tavern business fell into a depression.

There is no way, it sells high-end liquor, which ordinary people cannot afford, and the dock workers can drink a month's salary with one meal, which is too hurtful.

The tavern is located on one of the busiest streets in the city, and it is bustling and noisy during the day, so they chose the night, and it was late at night.

Late at night, it is a convenient time for fighting.

As early as noon, Zheng Fei sent people to reconnoiter the area around the tavern to prevent them from falling into the trap of the other party.

In addition, he also arranged dozens of musketeers nearby, scattered and hidden in the high places of the building, and the rifled guns had an absolute range advantage.

According to the "scout" report, there were no suspicious characters near the tavern throughout the afternoon, but Zheng Fei was still not at ease, so he put on the armor of a Spartan warrior, which was worn inside the clothes, similar to the chain mail of ancient China, and was used as a stab-proof suit.

In addition, he also brought Brad, the primitives, and several Spartan warriors with him, and arranged hundreds of warriors along the streets to ensure that nothing went wrong.

Well defended, he wandered through the wide streets and came to the tavern with peace of mind.

At night, the people of Constanta went to bed very early, and the whole street was quiet, except for the occasional cry of a child, echoing the birdsong that had come that day.

In the night sky, a half-round bright moon hangs, casting a light as snow on the earth, adding a rare vitality to this time that should have fallen into darkness.

Standing at the door of the tavern, they did not enter.

The tavern guy was a little anxious and ran out to ask what they needed, which attracted the attention of the old man in the private room.

The old man frowned at the man in the brimmed hat and motioned, "Alan, go and invite them in." ”

The man named Alan hurriedly put down the wine glass in his hand and trotted over.

"Several, our master has been waiting inside for a long time. As he spoke, Alan's expression was a little unnatural, for I saw that several of the people who had come were wearing brimmed hats that covered their entire faces.

Among them, there were two Spartan warriors dressed in armor and carrying heavy swords and iron shields, a little further away, and at first glance they looked like headless horsemen, and in such a silent night, one could not help but feel terrifying.

"Who are you?" Brad's hoarse voice sounded.

"I'm ...... The head of the Harrison family in Constanta, you can call me Allen. Alan puffed out his chest, a title that has always given him great honor.

"Where's your master?"

"In a private room. ”

There was little pause.

"Let him come over in person. Brad sneered, deliberately amplifying his voice.

In the private room, the old man heard this sentence clearly, pinched the wine glass hatefully, took a deep breath, squeezed out a polite smile, and slowly paced away.

"Wow, wow, wow, I've been waiting for a long time, a few distinguished guests. The old man said hello to a gentleman, and his movements were quite skillful, and he seemed to be working hard in the upper class.

"Ready to talk about that business?"

"Of course, I'm ready from the moment I get the letter, why don't we go inside and talk, it's cold outside, I've prepared a good sherry, why don't you go in and try it?" )