Chapter 16 Selling Stolen Goods

Becker flattered Edmund casually, and in the blink of an eye he put his words behind him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Becker thinks that the pirates are basically a group of illiterate reckless men, and the navy specializes in catching pirates, and what good nicknames can these two give to the pirate leader are basically based on the most conspicuous characteristics of the target, unless they are lucky, most of them are bandits such as "Blackbeard", which is still easy to identify in this era of underdeveloped media, and he estimates that Edmund will have a nickname like "red hair" when he goes to sea, and when the time comes, all the hard work and planning will be in flowing water, I don't know if Edmund will go crazy with anger.

The two chatted for a while, and Becker learned more information about the person they were going to meet from Edmund.

After a while, he heard someone outside the woods talking and approaching, and Becker listened intently, and realized that one was shouting a reprimand, and the other was reluctant.

The owner of the voice entered the grove shortly thereafter, falling into the sight of Becker and Edmund.

There are three people who came, looking at the appearance of young people who were just about twenty years old, the leader had black curly hair messily attached to his head, not tall, but sturdy, with some dark circles under his eyes, a big eagle hooked nose is very eye-catching, the bridge of the nose that should have been heroic seems to have been broken, some distorted, his left eye has a slanted scar, even with the eyebrows are divided into two sections, the scar makes the corner of his left eye always habitually twitch, plus the corner of the mouth is always pulled down, giving people the feeling at first glance is unruly.

The two people who followed behind Scarface, one with slightly curly long black hair, was as tall as Scarface, with a sky-facing nose, small eyes, and a slightly chubby body, looking short and strong. The other man was tall, with neat short black hair, which seemed to have wax on it, shiny, with good facial features, and he looked quite handsome.

At this time, it was the Scarface man who was reprimanding the tall man, and the waxed man on his head was only heard from him scolding: "How many times have I said that? Are you still so slow to go out today? **A little gangster still waxes? I didn't wax, you wax! Do you think it's going to meet a woman? ”

The short, sturdy man with long hair saw Becker and Edmund at this time, and quickly reminded Scarface to stop his reprimand, which was regarded as relieving his companions.

Becker had already led Edmund to meet him at this time, but when he reached the three of them, he was half a step behind, and motioned for Edmund to speak first.

People are found by Edmund, and then things need to rely on Edmund's reputation to suppress the people in front of him to cooperate, Becker is only about twelve years old now, although he develops very quickly, and he is quite tall among his peers, but he is too young to negotiate with others.

The three of Scarface also saw Becker and Edmund, their eyes paused on the short knife and knife on their waists, and they also straightened their chests, making the open blouse wider, revealing the belt that hung closely, and there were two things on the belt, a dagger, and the other made Becker's eyes squint slightly, it was a handcuff.

"You're late, Tony." Edmund and Tony, Scarface, shook hands politely, then hugged him lightly.

"Manny, this piece of waste has delayed me a little," Tony the Scarface said, glancing back at the tall man in dissatisfaction.

Then Tony turned his head and looked at Becker, who didn't look very old, a little surprised, and then raised his chin a little contemptuously and said, "Edmund, this is the person you are talking about?" Is it that he said it would make me a lot of money? ”

When Becker saw that he was talking about himself, he stepped forward and corrected with a smile: "It is to make 'us' a lot of money." ”

Edmund took the opportunity to introduce him: "Tony, this is my junior brother, he has been studying in our dojo for a few months, and his progress is very fast. ”

"Becker." Becker reached forward and introduced himself.

Tony looked at Becker's outstretched hand in front of him, paused deliberately, and then slowly reached out and shook it lightly, then quickly retracted it, twisted his neck casually, and nodded his chin at the two subordinates: "You also introduce yourself." ”

"Manny." That's the name of a tall waxy thug.

"Angie." This was the name of the short, stocky, long-haired man.

Becker introduced himself, so he asked his little brother to introduce him, and Tony's attitude was obviously to see Becker as a person on the same level as his own gangsters.

Becker's smile did not change, Edmund was unhappy, he and Becker got along for more than two months, and finally there was someone in the dojo who could talk, he had long regarded Becker as a friend, and when he saw that his friend was looked down upon, he grinned, and said to Tony without smiling: "Don't look at my junior brother's young age, it's easy to clean up those gangsters under you." ”

Tony scoffed, "Just him? The hair has not grown. ”

Becker has seen a lot of people like Tony in his previous life, and he knows that it is not enough to cooperate with a person like him, just looking kind, so Becker did not reply softly at this time: "Although I am young, it is no problem to kill one or two street gangsters who can only extort money." ”

"Kill?" Tony looked at Becker with some amusement and said, "Who can you kill?" ”

"A thug is no more difficult to kill than a pirate." Still smiling, Becker stroked the short knife around his waist.

Tony understood the meaning of Becker's words just now, restrained his smile, and squinted at Becker: "Kill the pirates?" It's up to you? ”

Edmund smiled and said, "We don't have a short knife like this in Becker's hand, Tony, his hometown was just robbed by pirates, and he killed two pirates, which he captured from the pirates." ”

Tony looked at the short knife on Becker's waist seriously, and somewhat believed Edmund and Becker's words, and muttered in his mouth, but Becker's age shortcomings were too obvious, and it was really difficult for Tony to turn around in his mind, and he glanced at Becker, at most he no longer showed contempt.

Dispelling some of Becker's age dismission, Tony began to ask the question: "You say there is a way to make money, what is it?" ”

Edmund didn't speak, motioning for Becker to reply, the whole plan was provided by Becker, and he was just acting as an introducer to contact Tony and Becker.

Becker glanced at Tony's subordinates, and those who could go out to the meeting should be the other party's henchmen, so he didn't hide it, and looked like he was petty: "Honoré Tavern, have you heard of it?" ”

"Honoré's old dog......," Tony said in a meaningful, sarcastic tone, "of course I've heard of his fame." ”

"And you must know about his mead?"

"I've heard of it, I haven't drunk it, this old dog is not sold to our village, and the people who want to drink his wine in our village will go over to buy it, and when it gets late, you can stay with him for one night, so that he can earn another house money, and the wine is too expensive, four or five percent more expensive than ordinary mead, only people with a little money in our village, or usually celebrate will buy this kind of wine to drink, I don't spend this unjust money to let this old dog earn."

"Then you get this kind of wine, can you sell it in your village?"

"Can you get this wine?" Tony looked down on Honoré's personality a little, but when it came to this, he still rubbed his hands a little excitedly, seeing that Becker did not respond, he was still waiting for his answer, and hurriedly said: "Sell it, there are not many people in the village except the rich people to buy it, but there are so many boats passing in the village, and there are many people who buy them on the boat, those maritime merchants don't care about this little money, sailors can't tell when they will die at sea, they don't treat themselves badly in terms of eating and drinking, they don't care about spending more money to buy good wine to drink, you can get wine, I will definitely be able to sell it." ”

"I can't do it alone, but I can tell you how to get it," Becker pointed to himself, "I work in the Honoré Tavern, and I know all the accounts and inputs, when there are large buyers, when to supply, where to go, how many goods to supply, I know, there is a big order recently, I provide the news, you provide manpower, we cooperate, the goods are robbed, and afterwards you sell the stolen goods, six or four points, you six, we four." ”