As the gang left the garden in despair, Berger Porov returned to the mansion with Kasiu.

"Mafei, don't let anyone disturb me without my orders."

"Yes, boss."

The delicate-faced maid hunched slightly and carefully closed the bedroom door.

"Sit down, Cassiu." Berger Porov took off his coat and sat down at the desk with his legs crossed.

"Boss, can you just let those guys leave like this, their mouths are notoriously unruly." A slightly reserved Cathew whispered.

"It doesn't matter, any change requires bloodshed and death, and they are the fuse I am ready for." Bergerov preached meaningfully.

“BOSS。”

Cassius shuddered slightly, he glanced at Berger Porov, and felt cold in his heart inexplicably.

"Are you going for a purge?"

"The correct way to say is to remove the tumors and thorns in the organization, the existence of these guys will hinder the development of the hero tribe, Kaxiu believes me, the darkness will eventually be replaced by the light, we must always be at the forefront." Bergerov preached earnestly.

"BOSS, I'm worried, what if the situation is out of control?" Kasiu's face was calm, his heart was already panicked, and he hurriedly voiced his concerns.

"No, don't forget that we still have two insurances, and the Town Guard Department and the Navy Division will be happy to support us, and I'll find you a helper to help you then." Bergerov said with a determined face and confidence.

“BOSS。”

At this moment, Cassius suddenly understood that the smiling man in front of him had already planned everything carefully, and for a moment, he felt an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart.

"Are we really going to get out of the underground market?"

"Yes, that's the bottom line."

"However, the revenue over there has always accounted for 70% of the total revenue of the organization."

"Don't feel sorry for Cassiu, we'll only earn more in the future."

With that, Berger Porov opened the drawer in front of him, took out a bottle of mulled wine, and then poured Kasiu a glass.

"Try it, it's no ordinary dessert wine."

Cassius hesitated for half a second, then hurriedly took the cup solemnly, and despite his doubts, he tasted it seriously.

Grunt!

As the sweet and mellow drink poured down his throat, Cassius suddenly took possession like an electric shock, and looked at Berger Porov in surprise.

"Boss, what is this?"

"Don't be surprised, this sweet wine has a certain effect on restoring vitality."

Rumble!

Cassiu's mind went blank for a moment, and the hand holding the wine glass trembled involuntarily, just now, the moment he drank the wine, he really felt the effect of sweet wine, and it seemed that some of his old diseases began to recover slowly.

"BOSS, I see why you have the confidence to monopolize the sweet wine industry in Peach Town." Cassius said excitedly with respect.

"Cassiu, this is just the beginning, I need your help." Bergerov slowly got up, reached out across the desk and patted the other man on the shoulder.

"We're here to help." Cassius didn't dare to slack off, hurriedly put down his wine glass, and bowed to the other party.

"Thank you." Bergerov laughed.

"Boss, you're serious, this is what I should do." Kasiu smiled as well.

"In the past few days, there are two things that you need to worry about, the first thing is that no matter what small actions there are in the organization, you should not intervene, just gather those trustworthy people as much as possible."

"The second thing, you have to take matters into your own hands when you get out of the underground trading market, remember, we are not allowed to compromise any of the benefits we deserve."

Bergerov explained cautiously.

"Rest assured, BOSS, I know what to do." Kaxiu bowed down to receive the order, a flash of gratitude flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly had a feeling that Maxima had met Bole.

"By the way, Kasiu, how much money can we use?"

"BOSS, if you count the underground trading market, there will be about 200 million Baileys." Cassius didn't understand why the other party was asking this, so he had to make a conservative estimate.

"There are 200 million, which can support me to open the black for a while."

"Boss, what did you just say?"

"It's okay, you go and get busy with you, later, I'll let that guy help you."

"Okay, boss."

After leaving Cassiu, Berger Porov stepped out of his chair and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window with a faint smile, overlooking the huge winery, and it didn't take long for him to start checking the information in his head.

Name: Berger Porov

Stamina: 53+ (strong - 1 for normal people)

Physique: 52+ (strong - 1 for ordinary people)

Realization: 51+ (strong - 1 for ordinary people)

Athletic points: 27

Summoner's Rift: Single-player mode (upgrade conditions not met)

"It's been three days since the black opened, and Yasuo, a parallel import, has only made such a little competition point for me." Coming back to his senses, Bergerov couldn't help but scold.

Since using the Devil Fruit in the organization to successfully activate the Summoner's Canyon, Berger, who thought that he had embarked on the road of becoming stronger from now on, found that this system was completely different from what he imagined.

To put it simply, Berger Porov himself can't directly participate in it, and he can't even see the Summoner's Canyon, and the only thing he can rely on is the canyon hero obtained through the Devil Fruit, the happy wind man - Yasuo.

For the time being, Berger Porov only knows that how many competition points he can obtain depends on Yasuo's level of opening black, and as for how to calculate the competition points, he has no clue now.

And for every time he opened a handful, he had to pay 10,000 Baileys, which had to make Berger Porov sigh, the top Internet café night package is not so expensive, counting, he has spent hundreds of thousands of Baileys in the past three days.

Money is a small thing, after occupying the Talon organization, Berger Porov doesn't have to worry about Bailey for the time being, but the money is not burned like this, the main thing is that the efficiency is too low.

There are only 27 competition points, so Berger Porov has to suspect that this wind man is not just concerned about his own happiness in the Summoner's Canyon, and completely forgets about other things.

"Maybe the five blacks are the royal way to earn competition points, Yasuo has come out, so if Captain Timo, who must die in the team battle, doesn't come out to make an appearance, he can't say it."

Berger Porov said to himself that if he could, he really wanted to get the three yodelers and Anne out, but he didn't know what they needed for the time being.

Now Bergerov has understood that the hero selected by the teenagers at the beginning is the tool man left by the system, and in this regard, he has quite a complaint, such a lineup has too low margin for error.

Even if it's in the game, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, you can start all over again, but now in the world of pirates, for now, Berger Porov doesn't have the confidence to lead this lineup to the next level.

At this moment, the value of the competitive point column in the message changed, and 3 competitive points were added, and Berger Porov knew that Yasuo had ended another game.

"Ahem, ahem, death is like the wind, always with me." Accompanied by the sound of playing the flute, a slightly vicissitudes of words came slowly.