After Wigmar and the others dug the entire Jack's nest into the ground, Jack was not found.

When everyone was angry, the old ghost Hargland hurried to Wigma's side, the old ghost Hargland gasped, and after calming his breath slightly, he cried bitterly: "It's not good, just now I led the people to break Jack's vault and found that all the valuable things were moved, this shameless scoundrel probably escaped." ”

Everyone looked solemn, if they couldn't capture Jack, they wouldn't be able to give Corleone an account, and Corleone would also have no face to face the adult, and then what was waiting for them would be Julian McCarvey's Thunderous Fury, which was a multiple-choice question, either Jack died and they lived, or they died and Jack lived.

"It seems that Milan will not let us down. Jacob said dejectedly.

Looking up at the sky, there are no stars, only a cold crescent moon lying alone in the dark sky, under the same firmament, the situation of the beggar king Milan is not optimistic.

Milan led his men to chase them to the gate of the city at first, and then learned from the beggars gathered there that the gate was closed tonight, and no one went out.

Milan's face changed dramatically, "Port, that bastard must have left on a boat." ”

Then chased to the port, not used for the hustle and bustle of the day, the scene of traffic, at this time the port is empty, only the whining of the land breeze blowing slowly to the sea, and the rushing sound of the waves sweeping.

Milan asked a beggar who was begging in the port, and the beggar was at first confused and did not know how to answer.

After a while, the beggar muttered, "My lord, I don't remember that a ship sailed at night, and besides, that fool would sail at night? ”

Sure enough, the air in the harbor, which was already quite humid, was even more steamy at this time, and there was a faint thunder from the dome, but this was not the answer Milan expected, if you want to see people alive or die, you must see corpses, and even if Jack is buried in the sea, his body will be found.

"The coast is so big, are you sure there are no ships sailing?" Milan asked.

"My lord, I really don't know, I was sleeping just now. The beggar laughed.

Milan said angrily: "If you really don't remember, then I'll smash your head and see if there's anything in your head that I want to know." ”

At this time, Milan's green muscles were fully displayed, and his eyes were round, and the beggar was really frightened, and he prostrated on the ground in fear, and said timidly: "My lord, wait a minute, I am not only a beggar at the port, I will ask the others if they know about this matter." You wait a moment, it's only twenty minutes, no, it's only ten minutes. ”

After that, the beggar, who had broken his legs, suddenly jumped up, showing his straight, slender legs and hurried away, which was really faster than the wind.

Ten minutes had passed, and the beggar had not returned, and Milan was furiously walking back and forth, and he secretly swore that there were still three minutes left of his tolerance, or he would do what he said and smash the idiot's head.

Milan's tolerance was exhausted, and after three minutes the beggar did not return, "Bastard, I'm going to pull out his skin." Milan roared.

"Go, get that bastard ......" Milan also instructed his men behind him to get the beggar back, when it was finally late to arrive, with an equally ragged beggar by his side.

Seeing that the beggar had finally returned, it seemed that he had brought back some useful information, and Milan at this time had no extra spirit to investigate the responsibility of the beggar for not being punctual, so he hurriedly jogged forward in small steps, and asked from a long distance: "Is there a ship sailing?"

The other fellow who was brought back by the beggar, covered with the stench of alcohol, made a noise, opened his confused eyes, and looked in a trance.

Before he could speak, he was punched in the face by Milan, "Idiot, be sober." ”

The sharp pain caused by the blow to the façade woke up the drunken beggar, and he looked at the beggar in front of him Milan in a panic, he panicked and looked at his companion who had brought him here, and then said: "After begging today, I went to the store to get drunk, and then ......"

Milan rudely interrupted the beggar, "I'm not interested in your maggot-like life, I just want to know if you ever saw the ship sail after sunset." ”

"Yes, yes, some adults. The drunken beggar nodded as quickly as a chicken pecking rice, "About half an hour ago, I saw three or four men, carrying kerosene lamps and large boxes that seemed to be quite heavy, on a dhow, with a somewhat flustered look, and in a short time they set sail in a hurry. But now it's about to go in a storm, where are they going? ”

Milan was not in the mood to answer the beggar's question, he was in despair, he was not able to catch Jack.

When Milan returned, Wigmar, Hagrande, and Jacob, who had been in low spirits, immediately looked as excited as if they had been beaten with blood, and their expressions of joy just showed stiffened in an instant, because Milan came back empty-handed, and Milan at this time was pale, with his head bowed and a gloomy appearance, perhaps worse than the beggars on the street under him.

"Where's Jack? Where's Jack? Where's that damn bastard?" Wigmar put his thick arms on Milan's shoulders, swaying back and forth as if he were about to shake off an autumn leaf.

After a while, Milan slowly raised his head, cut the corners of his mouth with his miserable white and stiff face, and said slowly: "Jack ran away, ran away in the boat." ”

When Milan told them the truth, the hearts of the people were like falling into the abyss of hell.

The old ghost Hargland suddenly shouted hysterically in despair: "Let's run away, just like Jack, run away, or the lord will slaughter us, and we will be dismembered by five horses and dismantled ......"

The dark clouds of gloom enveloped them like the impending blizzard, the silence was far more terrible than the sword, and despair crept in.

"No, I'm not leaving, I'm leaving. Wigmar suddenly spoke, "On the day I joined the underworld at the age of fifteen, I was ready to realize death, from a nobody to the position of today's big brother, my state of mind has never changed, my consciousness is still as unafraid as when I was a teenager, death is of course terrifying, but what is even more unacceptable to me is that I can't escape here like a lost dog, and since then I have been driven away like a beast and lived a life of exile." It's a bit ridiculous to say from me, but it's my home. ”

"Then I'm not leaving. Jacob was the first to say, "You know, I'm not used to living poor. ”

"I won't leave, my disciples and grandchildren are all here, without me, I'm afraid they will be bullied and slaughtered again. Milan said.

"You .....," the old ghost Hagland sighed when he saw the scene in front of him, "a bunch of madmen. "Hagland is a coward, and even in the face of life and death, he does not have the courage to make a decision alone.