"Alright, hang this guy in the doorway, this thing is much more useful than a ban on entry, and some unsighted guys can only see this. ”

"Got it, head. ”

In a burst of commands, the two thugs skillfully lifted the corpse and hung it on the hanging platform at the door of the Iron Hook Gang, and the iron hook that was originally used to dry the limbs of large fish or sea monsters passed through the chin of the corpse, making the already terrible corpse even more terrifying.

"Hmph, a bunch of rough people. ”

Trist, who had seen everything from not far away, said disdainfully.

Leaning against the shadow of the corner, he walked slowly towards the door, the brim of his hat pressed low, trying not to let anyone see his face.

He's waiting.

If you swagger over, you will definitely be swarmed by a group of people, and then take the place of the poor fellow, hanging at the door of the Iron Hook Gang.

No...... Perhaps worse, according to the thug, Planck seemed to have been deflated lately, and Trist was sure that the cruel fellow must be in a hurry to kill someone and re-establish his prestige.

Card Master Trist is a good candidate, and if he gets to that point, it's better to kill himself as soon as possible.

After all, no one wants to see their legs scraped off and carved with beautiful pictures.

Finally, after a little chatter, the three Iron Hooks swaggered off to patrol the rest of the world.

No, it was not so much a patrol as a walk, because the sound of their chatting was as if more than a dozen bells were tied to their bodies, so that people could hear them from twenty or thirty meters away.

Because they believe that no one would be bold enough to move Planck's stuff.

At least the average person wouldn't dare.

Opportunity.

As he spotted a few men walking eastward, Trist lowered the brim of his hat and walked briskly to where the three had just stood—there was a shallow low-lying area, and an alley, perhaps a drainage ditch, or a building mistake or something.

But Trist didn't care what it was, he was going to get himself inside before a few of them got back here.

Brush.

With a flick of his wrist, a poker slipped out of Trist's sleeve and landed in his hand.

If this trick is at the table, 80% of the people can't see it because it's too fast.

And then, the technology is alive.

Listening to the footsteps and the sound of bells getting closer and closer, Trist took a deep breath.

The last moment, the calmer it is.

Both at the table and now.

Trist closed his eyes and flipped the cards in his hand up and down, and his spirit began to slump, as if he had merged into the world......

……

"What people!"

Sensing the faint movement in the alley, Pakiro turned his head and scolded inside. ”

But inside, at this time, it was empty.

"You're too sensitive, aren't you? ”

A thug said as he took two steps down the alley.

"Look, there's nothing in this alley, not even my tuba from yesterday...... What is this?"

The thug bent down and looked at a poker on the ground in confusion.

"Is there anything out of the ordinary?"

"I didn't ...... It's me who is too suspicious......"

"Then don't hurry up and get out, this alley is full of and urine. ”

……

Cut.

Across a wall, Trist felt a little sick.

I just walked in such a disgusting place...... And Trist could feel a little soft where he had just stepped on.

"Oh my God, hurry up, I've got to get a change of clothes. ”

Looking at the dried fish hanging around him and the shriveled body of the sea beast, Trist slapped his nose.

This taste...... The smell of fish, as well as the dust, reminded Trist directly of the bar that made him break out in a cold sweat not long ago.

Looking around, it seems to be a warehouse, and looking through the door of the warehouse, you can see a figure walking outside.

Looks like there are still patrols......

By the light outside, Trist smacked his lips.

There were about three or four thousand people in the entire Iron Hook Gang, and this was not counting Planck's port manpower.

Even if you have poker all over your body, you can't kill it.

I can only use my own 'tricks' little by little.

Trist was about to pull out his playing cards, but he felt a sharp pain in his head, and at the same time, his newly filled stomach growled again.

It looks like his body is protesting.

If you don't eat something, you won't be able to escape.

Touching himself from his hat to his boots, Trist couldn't find anything to eat.

So......

I looked at the dusty dried fish and the cured meat of sea beasts.

"Oh my God...... These two days are definitely the most unlucky days for me, and I swear, I hope eating it won't give me a stomachache. ”

……

At this time, the inner harbor of Birgewater.

"Is this what I want, skinny rat......"

Looking at the drawings in his hand, Graves said to the thin, small, and somewhat bucktoothed guy in front of him.

"That's right, Graves, the whole of Bilgewater knows that you can't fool anyone...... Besides, it's not too difficult to deal with, after all, the guys of the Iron Hook Gang have already shaken it off by drinking. ”

Skinny Rat rubbed his hands together as he leaned in and pointed to the blueprint in Graves' hand.

"You see, this is the gate, this is the warehouse where the cured meat is kept, about fifty meters ahead is the slaughterhouse, and further ahead is the residence of the core members of the Iron Hook Gang, most of whom are Planck's crew......

And here, in the center of the port of Bilgewater, where Planck's Abyss docked, which surrounds the central square of the Inner Harbor, and everyone can see that Planck usually chooses to hang his opponents here, of course, not all hanging, sometimes there is a little special, like Schenck last month, he ......"

"I don't care about any of that. ”

Taking a puff on his cigar, it was clear that Graves was in a somewhat irritable mood right now.

"You didn't understand me, I'm asking, where is the treasure warehouse of the Hook Gang, that is, Planck's loot?"

"What...... You...... Can you say that again?"

The skinny mouse listened to Graves's words for a few moments before he reacted, and asked as if he was afraid that he hadn't heard clearly.

"I made it very clear, where is Planck's treasure storehouse? You mark it for me, and these thirty high-grade rune stones will belong to you. ”

"This ...... This...... Do you think so?"

"What I want to do has nothing to do with you, you just have to tell me. ”

"No...... No, if Planck had found out that I told you, he would have fed me to the fish in pieces...... No, I have to go, see you next time. ”

As he spoke, the thin mouse quickly turned his head and fled towards the alley behind him.

Click!

As soon as he turned his head, the sound of a gun being loaded came from behind him.

And a crocodile bag also fell in front of him.