The walkie-talkie was basically all kinds of complaints from underwater divers, complaining that the divers of Tchaikov were disturbing them, and the afternoon sun was generously shining on the ocean, Chen Badai felt a little sleepy, put the recliner flat under the parasol, put a hat on his face, and came to take an afternoon nap.

"Gollum...... ......"Chen Badai felt that he was in a dark and narrow space, surrounded by blisters from the respirator, obscuring his vision, and he couldn't even see his own hands clearly.

Chen Badai turned on the flashlight, but the flashlight did not light up, he fumbled with the incendiary stick on his body and lit one, but the incendiary stick only burned for less than a few seconds before it went out.

"Chen Badai ......" bubble sound, he heard someone calling him, he turned his head hard to see the direction of the sound, a faint green light flashed in the distance, the light became stronger and stronger, Chen Badai covered his eyes with his hand, the light dimmed, Chen Badai let go of his hand, in front of him was a person holding a steel fork, looking at him with a bright gaze, Chen Badai saw that on his left hand, holding a golden scepter.

"You're here for it?" An ethereal voice echoed in Chen Badai's ears.

"No...... For the respect of your heart......" The man spoke, and Chen Badai felt a shock in his heart.

"No, I'm going to prove myself ......," Chen Badai pale in defense.

"Uh...... Haha......" He didn't want to argue with Chen Badai, and raised the scepter in his hand, "Take him, and you will get everything you want......"

Chen Badai stretched out his hand, but the man took a step back and slowly disappeared into the faint green light.

Chen Badai was anxious, and moved forward hard, trying to grab the scepter, but it was dark in front of him, as if something had collapsed and smashed on his chest, and then again......

"Chen Badai! Chen Badai! Wake up! Mr. Min saw that Chen Badai was asleep and slapped him on the chest with a stack of materials, trying to wake him up.

Chen Badai opened his eyes and took off the Penny hat covering his face, the dazzling sunlight made him squint, and it took a while to recover.

Mr. Min sat next to him and handed him the information in his hand: "I talked to the captain just now, and he said that the hull structure was too unstable, and he decided not to send divers into the wreck. ”

"Oh." Chen Badai felt that this was expected by him.

"Damn Tchaikov, it's still interfering with our work." Mr. Min said hatefully.

"Why don't you talk to him?" Chen Badai asked.

"What to talk about? We all know that the other is here for the scepter. "Mr. Min was discouraged.

"Only by taking risks can you get what you want, and this risk can be taken by others." Chen Badai said.

Mr. Min felt that Chen Badai had some truth in what he said, but how to talk to Tchaikov was a problem.

Mr. Min scratched his head at night, and he didn't come up with any way, but Chen Badai was very calm, spent a comfortable day on the deck lounger, and leisurely watched the comet of Eros climb up to the sky in the evening, occupy the canopy, and watch everything in the mortal world.

"Haha...... Poor! Good news. The first mate paced in the evening and approached Chen Badai with bad intentions.

Chen Badai doesn't dislike the first mate, but he definitely doesn't like it, in some ways, he, like Chen Badai, works tirelessly for wealth, but in some ways, Chen Badai feels that the first mate doesn't need to be respected, just give him money.

"What's the good news?" Chen Badai asked lightly.

"The weather forecast shows that a storm is forming in the ocean to the west, and it will ......be here in seven days at most," the first mate laughs.

This is indeed good news for the first mate, 7 days is enough time for these undersea hunters to sweep the seabed, and maybe as the first mate suggested, an underwater blast to take the sheep by hand.

"Let's go talk to Mr. Min." Chen Badai didn't want to be verbose with the first mate.

"Ha, of course, but you're the team leader, so I have to tell you." The first mate smiled.

Mr. Min felt anxious, but Captain Stanley felt much more relaxed, this storm really helped him a lot, according to the contract, more than 12 storms are force majeure, the captain has the right to decide to terminate the expedition work, and today's harvest alone has satisfied the captain, before the storm comes, he firmly feels that he can salvage enough treasure, it is time to set out on the way home.

Mr. Min could not convince the captain with great difficulty that time did not allow him to drag on, and he felt that he should talk to Tchaikov.

"Are you sure?" When Dick heard the news that he was going to negotiate with Tchaikov, his first reaction was to object, "What is there to talk about with this hateful hyena?" ”

"But the reality is this, Dick, and if Tchaikov continues to interfere like this, we will surely gain nothing." Mr. Min persuaded Dick, "He can consume it indefinitely, but we can't." ”

"Well, I'd like to see what other tricks this abominable hyena can do." Anyone has to succumb to reality, and Dick is no exception.

"Tchaikov, we need to talk!" Mr. Min stepped onto the deck and shouted into the dinghy with a loudspeaker.

"Haha...... Wow! Min, I have good vodka on board, I can treat you to a drink. Tchaikov lay on the deck and looked at the comet of Eros, and when he heard Mr. Min's invitation, he cheerfully raised the bottle beside him and replied.

"I'll be on your boat at 8 o'clock tonight." Mr. Min was a little helpless.

"Always welcome!" Tchaikov poured a sip of wine into his mouth, shook the bottle at Mr. Min in reply, and continued to lie down and look at the comet.

The tonnage of the dinghy is not large, but the restaurant is very spacious, and Mr. Min stepped on the dinghy and walked into the dining room under the guidance of a sailor, and the table was already full of various delicacies.

"Haha, Min, my most admired opponent!" Tchaikov asked enthusiastically, "How is the food on the Virgen?" ”

Mr. Min replied, "The food is slightly better than here." ”

"Oh! Then I should go to the Holy Maiden for a meal! Tchaikov pretended to be annoyed, and turned his head to look at Chen Badai, "Poor, is life at sea okay these days?" ”

Chen Badai didn't answer, pulled out a chair and sat down, and Pan Dee on the opposite side saw him and waved his furry fist viciously: "Boy, when will you return my plane." ”

"If you don't interfere with my work, soon." Chen Badai replied, and poured some borscht into his plate.

"Okay, Min, what are we going to talk about?" Tchaikov asked.

"The storm is coming, you know?" Mr. Min asked.

"Then everyone can go home, won't they?" Tchaikov laughed.

"The Poseidon is there, 30 meters below the surface of the sea, there is what we all want, the scepter of the 700s has disappeared, and the secret of the treasure of Loulan may be in that scepter! Tchaikov, you have worked so hard, are you here to accompany us on the tour? Mr. Min asked.

"No, I just think it's a little boring on land." Tchaikov unscrewed a new bottle of vodka and filled Mr. Min with a full glass, "People have to find something to do right?" ”

"Split in two!" Chen Badai drank the little borscht, filled himself a little more, and suddenly spoke.

"What?" Tchaikov asked.

"Divided into two, with the middle section of the Vitra as the boundary, we will detect the stern, and you will detect the bow, as for who can find the scepter, it depends on their luck." Chen Badai said slowly.

"Ha, Chen Badai, what do you think you use to negotiate conditions with me?" Tchaikov asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I found it, you have the financial backing, and I think we should play fair." Chen Badai smiled, "What about Wang Xingguo?" He would have agreed to do so. ”

Tchaikov realized that Chen Badai was not as unbearable as he imagined, it seems that Wang Xingguo was right, Chen Badai just hasn't shown his ability.

"I can blow it up if I want to, and let your scepter, my scepter, fall into the abyss along with that pile of garbage." Tchaikov said slowly, "So that none of us have to fight." ”

"That couldn't be better." Chen Badai stood up, "Anyway, it's about to collapse, I have no interest in the affairs of the Loulan royal family, maybe after this storm, no one needs to fight anymore." ”

The words of the Loulan royal family stabbed Tchaikov in the heart, and his hand holding the fork stopped in mid-air......

Mr. Min watched as the two men were tense and saw that the negotiations were about to break down.

Chen Badai stood and looked at Tchaikov fixedly, and the two did not speak for a long time.

"Is there a deal?" Chen Badai asked.

"The deal ......" Tchaikov replied after a while.

"Where is Wang Xingguo?" Chen Badai asked again, "I want to compete fairly with him." ”

"Relax, he'll show up when he's supposed to be." Tchaikov laughed.

Wang Xingguo never thought about how to face Chen Badai, so when he learned that Mr. Min was coming to negotiate, Wang Xingguo decided that it was better to avoid it for the time being.

"Tell him that some things will be solved after all, and I, Chen Badai, just want to prove to everyone that without Wang Xingguo, I can still succeed."

"I hope so." Tchaikov laughed.

Now that the conversation is over, there is no need to continue eating this meal, and Mr. Min also stood up and prepared to leave.

"Min, I'm wondering if it would be the best way to do it if the scepter never appeared?" When Mr. Min was about to walk out of the dining room, Tchaikov called out from behind.