"Eat, you're welcome." Planck rolled the last bit of flesh into his mouth with his tongue and laughed again.

Smile brightly.

"Yes." Chen Senran nodded and put the salmon bacon roll, which was already a little cold, into his mouth and chewed slowly.

But he still felt ...... It's a bit cold.

"What, scared?" Planck saw something strange about Chen Senran.

"No, just a little surprised." Chen Senran cut the bacon roll in his mouth with his teeth, allowing the strong fragrance that could not be dispersed to rise in his nose.

It's the first salmon bacon roll in Bilgewater.

It's delicious.

"Surprised, there are many things you will be surprised in the future." Planck laughed meaningfully, "If you want to survive in this hellish place like Blue Flame Island, you have to be prepared to die at any time and enjoy the little life you have left, young man." ”

He stood up from his chair as he spoke, ready to leave.

"That's leaving?" Rick had a pipe in his mouth, and he was puffing and clattering.

"Well, today is the day of the regular meeting." Planck pulled out his old and delicate magical mechanical pocket watch and glanced at it, "Just in time." ”

He stepped out of the door, and Chen Senran followed.

"Hey, Planck, I bought a big cemetery for my aunt by the sea, remember to visit her when I have time." Rick suddenly shouted in the room, "Remember to bring more flowers, she likes flowers." ”

"No problem, White Rose, I know it." Planck waved his hand and didn't look back.

He walked straight through the alley and into a street.

Almost the moment he followed Planck into this street. The extremely noisy voices rushed towards Chen Senran like a tidal wave.

All at once, the corrupt and dead atmosphere called the rotten street of the previous moment was washed away.

This extreme and incomparably abrupt change made Chen Senran a little stunned for a while.

But even if it were someone else, it would definitely be there for a while.

Because it is such a wall, there will be such a big difference, Chen Senran can analyze from the voices he hears that the street under his feet can definitely be called extremely prosperous.

Countless horse-drawn carriages rushing, shouting, gold coins, and sword rubbing sounds, it was like a symphony.

In fact, this street is also the liveliest place in the whole of Bilgewater, the Municipal Street. The center of power for the entire Birgewater is located here, the Birgwörth Freeport Management Center building. Countless gold coins and an undercurrent of power creeped through here, and it was a true portrayal of the whole of Bilgewater in the dirtiest part of the whole of Bilgewater, which was only separated by a wall.

There is only a thin line between heaven and hell.

"Let's go. Meet the big guys in Bilgewater. Planck looked at Chen Senran and nodded slightly.

He was glad that Chen Senran didn't ask questions.

Few words and many deeds. Most of the time. It's all a quality that people will like.

The Freeport Management Center Building in Bilgewater is located in the center of the entire Municipal Street.

It is a blue-gray building. It is made of stone from the deep sea, and the blue gray with a little dark blue color is very Bilgewater's marine atmosphere, and the overall sharp lines are solemn and solemn, and there is a sense of authority and toughness.

Two guards in light armor stood guard in front of the building, scimitars and muskets, and their faces were so grim that people did not dare to approach easily.

Planck, however, delicately stepped up the sunken stone steps in front of the building with a disdainful attitude, and walked briskly through them with the humble bows of the two guards.

No one stopped Chen Senran.

With Planck in front, naturally no one dared to stop him, and those who saw Planck along the way humbly bowed and said hello to give way.

This shows how powerful Planck was in the whole of Bilgewater.

Following Planck all the way up four floors, without any stop, Planck walked to a door made of black rock wood and pushed it open with a hard bang.

"Good morning, everyone, am I late?" He greeted everyone loudly, and his manatee boots rattled on the floor.

Like a king who patrols his own land.

For a moment, the whole large room was silent.

It wasn't until Planck was seated that someone said, "Planck, you shouldn't be sitting there." ”

The voice of the person who spoke was low and hoarse, probably an old man.

And that man was indeed an old fellow, with a gray beard and a thick and indissolvable old-fashioned face on his whole face.

Around him sat a few old guys who were as old and old-fashioned as him, with serious expressions on their faces, pretending to be like nobles of the ancient empire.

It was a huge conference room, with a huge Black Rock Wood table, and the old guys were sitting on the right hand side of the table.

Planck, on the other hand, was sitting at the end of the table, at the top.

A leader's seat.

"For what? My father used to sit here, what's the problem? Planck crossed his hands and smiled at everyone at the table.

Everyone, the old-fashioned old man on the right, the fierce man on the left.

"Questions? Barr? Planck asked again, and among the fierce men sitting on the left-hand side, the fiercest-looking man with a scar that stretched across his face.

"It's not in order, Planck, or do you think you're already the king of the entire Seven Seas? Or are you still not awake from last night's drink? The scarred man, known as Baal, squinted at Planck and smiled unmoving.

"Oh roar roar roar—" At this moment, a series of coquettish laughter rang out from outside the door that had been pushed open.

It's Miss Doom who has arrived.

Chen Senran didn't have to judge the owner of this voice at all.

Miss Doom smiled coquettishly and walked into the dusty conference room, where only a little sunlight leaked through two boats.

Her sharp heels crackled at the floor of the huge sea of sunken stones.

"What's funny going on? Noisy here early in the morning? Miss Doom glanced at the audience, and at once she saw the abrupt Planck.

"Oh? How dare you sit there? ”

"You can sit there too." Planck was referring to the opposite side of him, at the end of the long table.

"Okay, I can't ask for it." Miss Doom was literally sitting there.

"You ......" Barr looked at Miss Doom and then at Planck, smiling but looking particularly hideous because of the terrible scar.

"Alright." The old man who spoke first glanced at Miss Doom, hesitated for a moment, and finally seemed to acquiesce to something, "Forget about this matter today, we have more important things to say." ”

"More important?" Barr's tone sounded like he didn't want to give up at all.

After all, these two positions ......

"Ionia and Our Alliance......" (To be continued......)