Durin thanked the commander for his kindness, and then left some souvenirs and escorted the men of the Freedom Front to the ship. There was also a small accident during this time, and Darcy may have realized that something was wrong the moment he got on the boat, and tried to escape, but was hit in the head by a soldier with the butt of a gun. Immediately afterwards, a large sound of opening the safety was heard around him, which quieted Darcy, who was still trying to struggle.

When the training ship left the harbor, the waves of the sea and the undulating ships had completely convinced the men, and they knelt on the deck, a total of seventeen people.

When their hoods were removed, almost all of them had a look of despair on their faces, and of course they knew that they were not sailing in the Thudogne, but on the sea. The gangs that are fighting on the East Coast have a word for complaining - don't provoke Durin on the water.

It was a fact of the fact that Dohring and the Navy were in cahoots, loading countless "legal" goods from Illian ports onto transport ships and then transporting them to various ports on the East Coast, where they were diverted to various places. Just like Durin has always done, both he and the navy, are legal. Because this is a legitimate business in itself, when did it become illegal?

When these legitimate goods fall into the hands of illegal agents, the business becomes an illegal business, but it has nothing to do with Durin, and it has nothing to do with the navy.

This deal can continue until now, there are already all the countermeasures and contingency plans, it's not that no one wants to challenge Doolin's business on the East Coast, but unfortunately they can't come up with more money for the navy to betray Doolin, and they can't muster the manpower to eliminate most of the city's townspeople's guilds, and in the end there will be nothing else but death.

With the protection of the navy, Doolin had a complete monopoly on the moonshine market on the East Coast, which is why people said not to provoke Doolin on the sea. They can't beat the Fellow Townsmen's Association, let alone the Navy's opponents.

But these people from the Freedom Front, right now on the sea, on the sea in Doolin.

Durin sat in a chair, and Thomas had made a parasol for him, and in the shade of the umbrella, Durin looked at Darcy, "I heard that you organized and planned an assassination of me, right?"

Darcy's mind was a mess, he was just a humble little man, he was just a little man at the mercy of the big guys, and he didn't know how to answer Dorin's question.

Be?

Maybe in the next second, he will be feeding the sea creatures of this sea fish.

No?

The problem is that he has publicly admitted that there is no room for repentance.

That's why he regretted it after hanging up the phone, he was too weak to find a gap between the two behemoths to survive. He thought he was fast enough that he would have a chance to survive if he could move inland before Durin arrived on the East Coast. After all, Durin is not familiar with the army, and he does not have such a strong strength and network in the interior.

But now it's too late.

Darcy looked up at Durin with a wry smile, "Would you believe me if I said I didn't do it voluntarily?"

Durin nodded, "Faith, of course I believe it, in fact, the purpose of inviting you here today is that I want to know who ordered you to take on this matter." There is no one else here who can live by speaking out. As for what will happen to Durin, Darcy must be very clear. Everyone who underestimated Durin would die a miserable death, and this young man's iron wrist made him the underground emperor of the East Coast, and no one dared to offend him easily.

But if you say it...... Darcy was also desperate in his heart, he couldn't afford to offend Durin, could he offend the big man who confessed to him? No, he couldn't afford to offend either, whether he confessed or not, he might not escape death in the end.

If he doesn't confess, Durin will kill him.

Confessing it will escalate the war between Durin and the big man and more, as he caused all this to happen, there is no need to guess that he will have a very tragic end.

Many years ago, Darcy, who had just made a name for himself, also pondered this - what would he do in the face of the threat of death?

Ideals are always beautiful, and how many people can face death calmly? His body trembled slightly, his heart was fighting fiercely, and finally his eyes gradually became dim, as if he had lost his luster like a blind man.

Not to mention, his family still has a way to live, and if he does, it is really difficult to say.

He smiled miserably and looked at his companion beside him, his lips twitching, before he uttered a barely audible "I'm sorry." He quickly lowered his head, unable to face the surprised, angry, desperate eyes of his companions, he was a sinner.

Suddenly, Durin began to applaud, and the sparse applause made the eyes of these people fall on Durin's body, and some of the eyes full of dead ashes also flashed a faint color full of hope. Perhaps Darcy's performance moved Durin and made the underground emperor move his loyalty, so he would let them go.

"It's actually just a small thing!", Durin's tone sounded a little wrong, there was some regret in it, he shook his head and hooked his finger to the side, "Actually, it's really just a small thing, you name what I need, and then I'll let you go." But why do some people always want to complicate things, but they always have to make some surprises when things are simple, because I seem to be easier to talk to?"

With a flurry of footsteps and whimpering, a group of people were brought onto the deck, and Darcy shuddered.

"You have a wife and a child, and three mistresses and two illegitimate children, and your private life is wonderful!", Durin praised slightly, "Now a new choice has arrived, and it is in your hands to live or perish." You can choose to keep your mouth shut for someone who may be blackmailing you in some way, and then the family will be neatly together, or you can say it happily and find a way to fight for a chance. ”

"Mr. Darcy, don't die until you're the last man to be unable to hold back and want to speak out, that will only make you more miserable!"

Darcy watched as the Durin men tied the loads to the feet and waists of his women and children, and his eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.

In the face of Doolin's use of his family as a means of threat, he could only give up all insistence, "I said ......"

Less than an hour after they left, three box trucks with the logo of the Police Investigation Bureau appeared outside the gate of the police station, and a guy with a face on his face who was not allowed to enter stepped into the police station with four of his men, and found the chief of police who was resting, "I will immediately take away the members of the Freedom Front gang suspected of assassinating high-ranking officials of the Empire, this is my ID and the order for this operation......"

The chief of police waved his hand, did not borrow the documents and identity documents handed over by the detective, and said with a wry smile: "Not long ago, the navy took those people away, saying that they may be suspected of a military crime. ”

The man frowned, "I need to use the phone." After saying that, he kept staring at the police chief, who sighed lightly, nodded, and left his office, and deliberately closed the office door.

What's going on?

There was some inexplicable discouragement on his face, and the moment he turned around, his expression turned into a stern expression, and he began a rare patrol work.

Harry, who was in the middle of the meeting, was a little uneasy, he even ignored the speech of one of his subordinates, and it was not until his secretary coughed lightly that he came back to his senses, "The results of this election will be announced soon, and I hope to see good news, which is directly related to your work during this time." If you do well, I will reward him, and if you don't do well, there will be corresponding punishments. He raised his wrist and rolled up his sleeve, glanced at the arm on his wrist, cleaned up the things on the table and stood up, "I have something to do at noon, and today's meeting is here." ”

He glanced at the secretary beside him, "You can compile a copy of the minutes of today's meeting and send them to my office later." After saying that, he left in a hurry.

As he approached the office, he faintly heard the phone ringing continuously, and quickened his pace to push away the office members and pick up the phone.

Meanwhile, in Villa No. 1 on Imperial Avenue in the Imperial Capital, Maggs is receiving a guest who is so special that even he sits on the sofa instead of the chair that belongs to him in the study.

"This time Solo has gone too far, not only Solo, but also other people have been very excessive in the past few years, and they can't go on like this. The guy looked like he was in his sixties, with silver-white hair and no variegated color. He is a little older, but he looks very energetic, and he is more energetic than ordinary young people.

Maggs looked up at him as he peeled the fruit, "Wait, wait, don't rush Baal, what we need is time." ”

The old guy he called "Baal" sneered, "You mean you want to use that little guy named Durin to make a knife?", he then shook his head and said affirmatively: "That's impossible, I have investigated this little guy, he doesn't have any background and background, and he can only say that the goddess of fate favors him to get to this point, and he can't make that knife." ”

Maggs chuckled, shoved the peeled word into his mouth, and said rudely as he chewed, "Why don't we make a bet?"

"Bet on what?", the old man didn't just agree, but asked in a tentative tone.

Maggs swallowed the fruit in his mouth and shook his shoulders, "Bet on tomorrow!"