Chapter 129: Fifteen Days at Sea (3)
"Hey, it's your turn." A big man touched Svet with the dirty hat in his hand, urging her to change shifts.
"What are you kidding, how long have you been there?" Sweetten stood up suddenly, and although she still had to look up at the other, she was not at all timid.
This group of damned Michao people relied on their own master to be at the helm of the ship, commanding and bullying others, and because of Huo Sidi's inaction, they had no one to call the shots, which made the Michao people more and more unreasonable, bullying them like bullying orphans without parents.
Now, for example, forty minutes have passed since this guy took his hat to work, and there is still a long way to go before the two-hour plan per person.
"Tsk, grumpy little female leopard, what, you want to scratch me with your cute little paws?" The big man of the tide joked condescendingly, he also came to talk to each other because of his thin skin and tender flesh, and if he wanted to change to a man, he was afraid that he would not even have the interest in talking nonsense.
Sweet has been teased a lot in her mercenary career, but that doesn't mean she's the kind of master who is good at forbearance. The girl squinted her eyes as if a cheetah was aiming at its prey, and then her waist twisted violently, her right leg pulled out like a whip, and a sonic boom was heard in the air.
But the Michao people are not waste, and most of the people who can be selected to accompany Hablon on this ship are elite, and his seemingly large and clumsy body is lightly sided, not only dodging the attack, but also grabbing Celestiet's ankle with one hand.
"The strength on the waist is good," although his mouth was numb from the shock, his expression was still playful, and he stretched out his tongue and licked his lower lip.
"I just don't know if I'm working so hard in bed."
Sylvest snorted coldly, using the grabbed leg as the axis, her body rotated 180 degrees in the air, and the other leg was pulled out heavily, so fast that it pulled out the afterimage.
The big man laughed secretly, he was already making up for the appearance of himself grabbing the other party's two legs, which was a picture that was easy to misunderstand.
But at this moment, he noticed that his free arm suddenly became sore, and there was a sharp pain in his shoulder, which was almost dislocated.
This momentary distraction caused Sweete to kick him in the face hard, and the moment the big man's body flew out, he saw Mika's seemingly innocent black face.
This pair of shit brothers and sisters!
"You-"
After landing and standing firm, he moved forward in a rage, but was hugged by Mika.
"Hey, man," said Mika, "Lord Hablon is chatting with our city lord, and if you really want to have fun, I can accompany you, but I'm afraid it's not good to disturb them."
The big man felt like he was being pinned by demonic essence gold, and he couldn't move at all, and his heart suddenly became a little jealous. He glanced at Hablon, who had been talking happily with Hosdy, and snorted and threw down his hat and left.
Mikara shook her head slightly, and then the girl reined in her temper, picked up the broken hat thrown down by the hipster, and walked to the boarding gate.
……
Sweet arrives at the boarding desk, where her job is to check the information of those who board. Hablon himself didn't know what to say to Hosdi on deck, and seemed ready to deal with the unexpected.
"Hello, beautiful young lady."
Standing in front of her was a young man with black hair, not tall, but looking very energetic, and an eyebrow with a broken middle.
Although Sweet is not a shopaholic like Grace, she also recognizes the material of the clothes. She couldn't help frowning when she found that although the clothes on the other party's body were expensive, they were loose and sbaggy, and they were obviously one size larger, which was very inappropriate.
Coming across this situation as soon as you come?
"You're Charlie Puss? From the Guy Chamber of Commerce in Westsawa City? She asked.
"That's right, Guy Puss is my father." Charlie shrugged, "Although he is my only father, I am not his only son, so, as you can see, I stole this ticket and took my brothers to try my luck." Fight to go back and 'become' me his only son. ”
The young man's eyebrows fluttered, his white teeth were exposed, and his smile was very sunny, not at all like he was discussing a deal about human life.
"The Guy Chamber of Commerce is one of the best chambers in Nishizawa City, but you ......"
Sweet was a little difficult, theoretically in this work, if she found a suspicious point, she could report it, and the result was that she would rather kill a thousand mistakes than let go of one. But what the other party said just now made her have some concerns.
Sound...... It seems to be true.
"Don't worry about my dress, beautiful young lady." Charlie added: "This dress was also stolen, and I came on this ship to make friends, so I can't wear it in tatters."
"You don't make friends like this, Mr. Charlie." Sweet rolled her eyes at the material in her hand, and the other party's broken eyebrows were exactly the same as his father's, and it was also written that Mr. Guy Puth of the Guy Chamber of Commerce had an illegitimate son who disappeared half a month and a half ago, and that he had lost a ferry ticket.
At least from the data, he has no problem, Svet thought.
"Go ahead, remember what I said, and put your bow tie in order before making friends."
"It's amazing!" Charlie turned around and high-fived the guys, whistling excitedly.
"My fellows let me thank you, beautiful young lady."
Sweet smiled and watched him leave.
"Next."
She then shouted.
……
Sweet thought that work would always be like this, but it turned out to be much more than she expected.
There are always strange stories, completely normal, and yet completely abnormal. It's like a script, a script specially written for getting on board.
For example, there is a Mr. Jetton, who spent 1 million gold coins in the 540th year of the misty calendar to buy four tickets and wait for them to appreciate, but he didn't see much increase in 560, so he sold three tickets at a price of 300,000 each, and kept one for backup.
Then there was the second Mr. David, who bought three tickets for 900,000 in the year 560 of the Misty Calendar and waited for the appreciation, and like Jetton, he waited for 20 years, and then sold two tickets for 400,000 each, and kept one as well.
That's not all, the third Mr. Elijah bought the ticket only 20 years ago, and spent 800,000 gold coins to buy two, but he actually sold one at a high price of 1 million recently......
Just when Sweet thought that the three of them had formed a group to trick her, a fourth person appeared.
Mr. Jonathan, who sold four tickets 60 years ago for a low price of 1 million gold coins, recently bought them back for 100, but only bought one......
If it weren't for the fact that these people's transaction records were all innocent, she might have really gone crazy. From the moment she saw Elijah, she felt that something was wrong, and when she saw Jonathan, she couldn't help but burst out foul language, which attracted the patrolling guards, and even Hablon glanced this way.
Then poor Mr. Jonathan was invited off the ship, a little old man with despair and helplessness written in his eyes.
"Luck doesn't favor me anymore, but why do you still wronged me......"
He was sent off the ship almost crying.
Although Sweet did the right thing by mistake, that is, Jonathan's four people were indeed sent by Andrew, but the former's superb acting skills made her feel a little guilty.
At this moment, a clear female voice came.
"Hello."
Sweet looked up, only to find that it was an unusually beautiful face, which made her a little jealous. Especially the temperament of the other party's head held high like a white swan, which made her feel like she couldn't help but look up at the other party.
"I hope my servants and I will be able to board the ship soon."
Hearing this, Sweet tilted her head and glanced at it.
Oh, my God...... This group of people, are they here for an outing?