Now that Benjamin has already talked about it at this level, Wang Hao has nothing to worry about.

In the final analysis, in fact, it is Wang Hao's lack of recognition of the CD here that leads to loose freedom, if Wang Hao really regards Nassau as a career that he can work hard for, then Nassau is definitely not just what it is now.

"Well, I just hope that the city that we all built on our own will not be reduced to a second Tortuga ......because of your wrong decisions."

Wang Hao, who barely got an answer from Benjamin, shrugged his shoulders, drank all the wine in his hand, and left the tavern.

said that he got the answer, but in fact, what Wang Hao cared more about was the mysterious and weird smile that Benjamin showed at the end, which made Wang Hao very uneasy.

You must know that even in the face of the deep sea demon king David Jones, and the blackbeard Edward Titch, who plunged headlong into the world of black witchcraft, could not make Wang Hao feel this unease.

Therefore, this uneasiness must not come from the level of strength, but may come more from the human heart.

In the end, Wang Hao decided that it was safer to stay away from Benjamin recently.

At the same time, a few thousand nautical miles from Nassau, Havana, the capital of Cuba, the largest city in the Caribbean after the sinking of Port Royal.

"Hurry up! We're running out of time! You lazy people, didn't Lao Tzu give you food yesterday! ”

John Sr. was unloading cargo at the docks, and as a smuggler, he was short on time. Although the tax collector could ignore their presence for the sake of the coin's face, he still had to try to move all the goods within the stipulated time, so as not to cause trouble for himself.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and he noticed that a long black shadow appeared on the sea level in the distance.

"That's ...... Fleet! ”

As the shadows widened, Old John recognized these things, a huge fleet of hundreds of ships, rapidly approaching in the direction of the harbor.

After kicking the stunned crew members around him, Old John looked through his binoculars, and at the front of this fleet was an extremely large wooden battleship, painted with dark blue and golden paint, and the flag hanging on the ship was a trident symbol, and there were three familiar letters next to it.

"EIC, this is ...... British East India Company! ”

On this day, from the morning onwards, a fleet of hundreds of warships was displayed in the waters off Havana, surrounding this bustling port, and all ships could only enter and exit.

The top of the mast's mast of the fleet did not have a flag marking any country, but a blue flag with the word 'EIC' printed on it.

In front of the muzzle of the black hole, no one dared to resist, and no one had any objections to this. Except for a few unlucky ones, who did not see clearly and plunged into it, all the ships saw the tightly sealed sea from a distance without knowing the situation, and they could only reluctantly drive the ships to a nearby port for temporary resettlement.

Lord Cutler Beckett, a smart, persistent and ruthless man, a sophisticated politician and strategist. He is particularly proficient in the law and is good at making the law his weapon. Not afraid of danger or death, he was able to remain calm even when his life was at stake. Likewise, he did not show the slightest sympathy for the pirates.

Lord Beckett had a variety of clothes, most of them dark and beautiful, reflecting his elegance and cunning, and showing that Beckett was a wealthy man. Wearing these clothes shows that Beckett is noble and elegant. Beckett also often wears black boots and a white wig, giving the impression that he is serious and authoritative. Beckett also liked to wear a navy tricorne and occasionally wore a shawl jacket or cape when outdoors, especially on rainy days.

At this moment, in a mansion in Havana, Beckett, wearing a dark brown navy tricorne and expensive and gorgeous aristocratic costumes, sat at a richly decorated dining table, quietly sipping the black tea in front of him.

On the wall in front of him, two artists were busy sketching a picture of various zigzag lines, which on closer inspection was a map of the world that was close to complete!

It was originally the house of the Governor of Cuba, but as soon as Becket arrived, he announced that he would be immediately relieved of his duties and that the organization of the Cuban government would be reorganized.

The reason is that some time ago, a large group of pirates attacked the naval fortress of Cape Guarico and robbed the British South American colonies of the tribute paid to Her Majesty.

Beckett seized on the reason that he suspected that there were spies within the government or navy who provided information to the pirates, otherwise why the pirates could have arrived in Cape Guarico so much earlier than the navy', and in this political storm, he carried out a major change of blood for the government and the navy, placing all the departments in his own henchmen, and even the navy warships were replaced with his own people as captains.

By the time the port of Havana reopened, Becket was in complete control. After settling his rear, he relied on the hundreds of warships in his hands to become the most powerful force in the entire New World.

Especially after learning that the pet of the Deep Sea Demon King David Jones, the North Sea Monster, had been killed by the Thunder Pirate Wang Hao, Beckett, who had absolute power, was even more unscrupulous and didn't care about any other forces at all.

At this moment, a man walked in with a scarred face and an extremely hideous look.

Ian Mather, an assistant to Lord Cutler Beckett, is loyal to Beckett, doing what he can to act as a spy and assassin to rid Beckett of his enemies.

"Sir, what you have told me has been done." Ian Mather was like a zombie, reporting his work without any expression on his face: "The person you are looking for has also been found, I have to say, you are really like a god, if we hadn't prepared in advance, we would have almost been run away by them." ”

Lord Beckett cocked his orchid fingers, pinched the teacup and took a sip gently, closed his eyes and let the fragrance of tea echo in his mouth for a while, then slowly put down the teacup, and said with a formulaic smile on the corner of his mouth: "Of course, we are old friends. Bring them over, I think, we haven't seen each other for a long time, and it's time for a formal meeting. ”