Harry Al-Fargar sat on the golden chair that once belonged to the lord of Dagalant, holding the scimitar tightly in one hand and kneeling under his chair in the other, covered in bruises and purple scars, caressing the face of a woman in tattered clothes, his head held high, and his face full of smug smile, as if he were the supreme spokesman or the emperor!

The woman kneeling under Alfagar's chair was quite beautiful, and judging by the expensive silk used in her tattered dress, and the white skin in the uninjured parts of her body, she should have had a status of either rich or noble before the Valuka mercenaries of Alfargarh attacked the port of Dagalant. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, whatever the woman had had, she had been doomed to nothing since Alfargar defeated the Dagalant Guards and beheaded the Lord with her own hands......

"Captain, in the past few days, we have seized a total of 20,000 catties of gold, 110,000 catties of silver, and countless antique treasures from the rich man's house in the city, plus our own savings and the income from the city lord's mansion, we now have 80,000 catties of two catties and 500,000 catties of silver! That's enough for our entire mercenary group to live happily ever after in Liberty City! A bearded mercenary with a brown turban reported happily to Al-Fagar.

Ali Al-Fargar smiled and nodded, "Those damn rich people are stupid pigs!" In such troubled times, what is the difference between hiding all your money at home and putting it on the side of the street? If I had scattered all their wealth to recruit armies! In the final analysis, force in this world is the only capital to survive! ”

"The head of the regiment is so right!" The mercenary patted his ass diligently, "May the Lord bless those rich people who will never be reborn in the Red Lotus Hell!" And their women moaned tactfully under our pampering, hahaha! As he spoke, the mercenary stared greedily at the woman kneeling under Alfagar's golden chair.

The woman's whole body trembled at the mercenary's gaze, and she turned her eyes to Alfagar for help.

"No, no, no! Baby, don't you look at me like this to make me a leader who eats alone! Alfagar shook his finger at the woman, "You must know that the Valukha mercenary group has survived to this day because I am a generous and selfless leader!" ”

"Harry, I beg you! Please ......" The woman was about to cry out in anguish, clasped her hands together and pleaded with Al-Fagar.

It's just that Alfagar slapped the back half of the woman's crying in her stomach with a hard slap: "Bitch, didn't you hear what I said?" Do you think you're still the city lord's concubine?! No kidding! ”

After being slapped hard by Alfagar, the woman sat unsteadily on her knees, and suddenly collapsed to the ground covering her face, with a desperate expression on her beautiful face!

"Larim, this bitch is for you! Let the brothers have fun! Alfagar looked at the woman's miserable condition, smiled fiercely, and turned to the mercenary.

"Commander, you are so good to us! May the Lord bless you with a long life! The mercenary smiled and nodded.

"Long live a long life, and it's spared! The Lord won't bless people like me, I just need to live happily in this life! Ha ha! Al-Fagar said with a big grin, and suddenly, as if he remembered something, he asked again, "What about those guys?" ”

Larim knew exactly who the captain was referring to by "those guys", and he smirked, "Those idiots thought we were really going to share what we got with them, and they're drinking and partying in the city!" ”

A cold light flashed in Alfagar's eyes, and he said gloomily: "While they are drunk, kill them tonight!" Load the treasure tomorrow and let us get out of this hellish place! ”

Larim nodded his head to signal that he understood.

The so-called "those guys" refer to the other mercenaries and thieves who have joined forces with the Waruka mercenary group to attack Dagalant City, and now that Dagalant City has been breached, and all the treasures in the city have been looted, Harri Alfagarh naturally no longer needs these guys......

"It's good to get it, let's get down to business first, and when it's done, you can play as much as you want, this bitch!" In order to prevent his subordinates from coveting the beauty of the original city lord's concubine and playing too softly, Alphagard specially advised.

"Captain, we've been with you for so long, can we still not know what is the top priority?" Larim said with a wry smile.

"If only you knew!" Alfagar nodded in satisfaction and waved to Larim, "Go ahead!" ”

Larim saluted Afagar's chest again, then bowed, brutally grabbed the arm of the city lord's concubine, pulled it from the ground, and dragged it away.

Harry Al-Fargar stared at Larim's back for a moment, then turned to his guards and said, "Go!" Bring me that precious daughter of the city lord, I have always cherished it and not enjoyed it, now is the time! ”

A lewd smile appeared on the guard's face, and he agreed, turning to leave.

It's just that before Alfagar waited for the arrival of the beautiful aristocratic girl, Larim, who had just left, hurried in again!

"Captain, it's not good, something is wrong!"

Harry Al-Fagar immediately furrowed his brows when he heard this: "Big deal? What's the big deal?! ”

"There was a big and amazing ship in the harbor, and it was spewing fire all over its body, and it turned our ship into a torch! Oh my lord! It's like a demon in the Red Lotus Prison! Larim recounted with a look of horror on his face.

"Big ship? Still breathing fire? Alfagar pursed his lips and gave Larim a resounding slap in the face, "Fool, that's an enemy attack!" What a demon, follow me! ”

As he spoke, Alfagar rushed out of the City Lord's Mansion with a scimitar! Larim and a group of mercenaries from the Waruka Mercenary Regiment followed, and ran to the front of the dock with Alfagar!

By this time, the sleep outside the docks had turned into a sea of fire! Almost all the ships are burning, and you can occasionally smell the "aroma" of burnt human flesh!

An amazingly large giant ship with four mainmasts and countless soft sails was moored sideways outside the harbor at this time, and the muzzles of dozens of black holes in the three-story gun window were pointing directly at the direction of Harry Al-Fargar and the others!

"Oh, my lord!"

Faced with this situation, even Hari Al-Fargar, who has never liked to pray to the Lord, couldn't help but break his vows, "Who the hell is this?" Or rather, is this really human? ”

Alfagar couldn't help but think of the legendary invincible fleet of the Immortal Kingdom!

"Captain, what should I do now?" Larim asked with a crying voice.

"What should I do?" Harry Al-Fargar glared back at his men, "Then you still need to ask?" Naturally, it's running! ”

Before the words fell, Alfagar threw away the scimitar very undisciplinedly, turned around and ran!