While a few people were talking, on the edge of the pier not far away, two figures were watching the scene in front of the pier.

A white man in leather boots and jeans, a vest, a cowboy hat, and a revolver hanging from his right waist, sipped a low-quality tobacco in his mouth, and spat out a puff of white cigarette before he slowly spoke to a man beside him in a hoarse voice:

"Mr. Hilford, don't tell me you think there's something wrong with that worker from the Xia Empire? I've been ordered to help you capture the native dark wizards. ”

"Davis, don't you think that Xia Gong's strength is far beyond ordinary people?"

Mark Hilford was wearing a slim knight's suit, with a straight back, and at the moment his handsome face showed a somewhat intriguing look.

"The strength is far beyond ordinary people?"

Davis Patton slipped a cigarette in one hand and patted the revolver on his waist with the other, with a look of disdain in his eyes, "No matter how strong a brown bear is, it can't withstand a bullet in a shotgun." ”

The brown bear in the northern part of the Federation is a veritable beast of great beauty, three or four meters tall and weighing more than three thousand pounds, but under the guns, the territory of these beasts is getting smaller and smaller, and now only the northernmost area near the ice field can survive.

"Brown bear? Haha......"

Mark Hilford chuckled and glanced at the revolver at the other man's waist, but there was a faint hint of mockery in his eyes.

He had already come into contact with firearms when he was in the Old World, and knew that this weapon was extremely powerful, and he had been in the limelight in several previous Old World wars.

And in the New World, especially in the west, many rangers and hunters, who have been immersed in marksmanship for a long time, and each one is amazing, he traveled all the way from the east coast to the west, and he also saw many gunners duels on the way, and even he was amazed by the exquisite and sophisticated skills.

But if you really want to deal with it, it's nothing.

It's just that the New World is a barbaric era, and since the pioneers more than a hundred years ago, most of them are low-level displaced serfs and the like, who are ignorant of the world and don't know how to be in awe.

If it were in the Old World, a little man like Davis Patton would have dared to talk to him like this, and I am afraid that he would have been hanged on a stake at the city gate the next day.

"Still keep looking for ......"

Mark Hilford retracted his gaze from afar, and thought silently in his heart, the most important thing is to find the target, a foreigner who has initially awakened the seed of power, is not enough to really fully arouse his interest.

looked at Davis Barton next to him, and said lightly again: "Davis, is there any news about the person I want to find?" ”

"Not yet." Davis Barton ejected the cigarette in his hand, and after casually foaming on the ground next to him, he turned around slightly, directly pulled the waistband of his pants, and began to untie it slightly.

In the sound of dripping water, Davis Barton's voice rang out again, "However, my men heard a message a few days ago, maybe Mr. Hilford is of interest to you. ”

Mark Hilford didn't seem to see Davis Barton's rude behavior at all, and the life in the New World for more than half a year had already made his endurance much stronger, so he just stared at the other party's back and asked, "What's the news?" ”

"A black slave kid hurt the old one-eyed man the night before."

Davis Barton shook things slightly, tucked the corners of his clothes, and then turned around and continued, "They say that the kid was stealing from Old One-Eye's tavern, and when he was discovered, the black slave bit the throat of one of Old One-Eye's men and ran away. ”

"Black slaves? Biting? ”

Mark Hilford has some spirit, and in the pursuit of most of the year, as long as there is a strange performance that can be seen by him, he will always silently look at it, and then carry out an investigation.

And, judging from some of the situations described by Davis Barton, it seems to have some connection to what he is looking for.

……

At night, the shantytown of Jinshan Port.

In Pei Chu and Fang Yunhu's residence, Pei Chu, Fang Yunhu and Liu Sixi were sitting around a rough wooden round table, shouting.

On the round table was this roast chicken, a steamed fish weighing three or four catties, a large plate of peanuts and a stall of rice wine.

"Achu, hurry up, fill it up for Brother Liu."

Fang Yunhu sat in the middle, directing Pei Chu, who was standing next to him, to pour wine into the bowl of Liu Sixi, who was sitting under him.

"You're welcome, you're welcome!"

Liu Sixi still looked shy, and waved his hands again and again to show a somewhat shy smile.

Pei Chu watched interestingly from the side, he had already learned from Fang Yunhu's mouth what happened before he fainted.

After the box of goods smashed on his head, he was stunned. Fortunately, Liu Sixi, who was not far away, suddenly jumped out and caught the goods that were about to hit his head, but this kind of power was already a little sensational in Pei Chu's memory.

If it is in the real world, I am afraid that those strong men who specialize in absolute strength training are not as powerful as the well-proportioned Liu Sixi in front of him.

What makes Pei Chu even more interesting is that this Liu Sixi's personality is quite shy and introverted, and he treats people very gently on weekdays, although he is also willing to deal with other people, but he is not inconspicuous, if he didn't accidentally show such a hand today, he might not have attracted the attention of others.

According to Fang Yunhu's statement during the day, there are also dragons and snakes in the grass.

This Liu Sixi has actually been at the dock for more than a year, and he is usually bullied by the white skin or scolded by other laborers, but he just laughed and passed.

But thinking about the identity background should not be simple, the imperial people who crossed the ocean to come to the Federation to make a living, in addition to the poor people at the bottom, there are also many people who have committed crimes in China.

Coming to a strange country and starting over again incognito is unknown.

In the clear sound of running water, bowls of wine were poured.

Liu Sixi pointed to the seat next to him, smiled and whispered to Pei Chu: "Ah Chu, sit down, sit down!" ”

"Come, come, bring up the bowl."

After seeing Pei Chu seated, Fang Yunhu picked up the wine bowl in his hand and smiled at Liu Sixi: "Achu is my son and nephew, thanks to you Brother Sixi today, this bowl of wine is what our uncle and nephew respect you." ”

"It's too much, it's too much!"

Liu Sixi had a somewhat embarrassed smile on his face, first said a few polite words, and then picked up the wine bowl and gestured to Fang Yunhu and Pei Chu.

Pei Chu also picked up the bowl in his hand, looking at the rice wine that was a little turbid and even mixed with a lot of lees, and his expression was slightly in a trance.

He now felt like he was playing a real Sims game, he remembered the life experience and trajectory of this world very clearly, as if that was his life, but he also clearly understood that he was in a dream world now.

It's just that whether it is Fang Yunhu's concern, it still touches his heart, because this feeling cannot be faked.

He is the Pei Chu of this world, a laborer who crossed the ocean from the empire to the Federation to work as a coolie to earn money.

Everyone is a Xia person who went to the ocean to beg for a living, except for not asking each other about their origins, talking about customs and customs along the way, criticizing the darkness of the government in their hometown, and saying some slang jokes, but it is also quite happy.

Especially Fang Yunhu, he has a bold temperament, a few sips of rice wine in his stomach, and the conversation is even more endless. Even Liu Sixi, who is a little shy, may occasionally tell some interesting stories about what he has experienced.

The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors.

Fang Yunhu was already drunk, this rice wine was brewed by an old family from the empire here in Jinshan, and when he drank it, it was soft in the mouth, but it had great stamina. Although he was a good drinker, he didn't drink much.

In addition, Liu Sixi, the protagonist invited tonight, was also full of red light, and not long after Fang Yunhu fell, he also fell on the table.

"Drinking in your dreams will get you drunk?"

Looking at Fang Yunhu and Liu Sixi, who were already drunk, Pei Chu stood up with some doubts.

He felt dizzy, and he was also a little upset, he drank less than half a bowl of rice wine, and the wine was strong, and his body was hot, and he seemed to be a little unable to support it.

In his memory, whether it is himself in the dream or in reality, he drank rice wine at home when he was a teenager, but before he left home, his father poured him a glass to strengthen his trip.

And the other was ignorant when he was a teenager, and he watched adults drink with his nephew who was a few years younger than him in his rural hometown, and followed him to drink secretly. As a result, the two drank sweetly, and finally fell asleep drunk and were caught.

Slowly pulled the two of them to the bed in the room to rest, and then cleaned up casually.

The table was already in disarray, and the shantytown's dilapidated house had nothing to clean up, so he lay down on his bed and fell asleep in a daze.