Lanlos sat leaning against the guardrail, a gold coin flipping and jumping regularly between his fingers.

Below deck, the pirates stayed up all night, taking on such a huge windfall, the Bloodsail Pirates went completely insane. Lost in the luster of gold and jewels, no one remembers the ships sunk by artillery fire, and no one remembers the 'lucky ones' who drowned in the sea.

The elven mage did not have such a great desire for these things outside of him, and he naturally disdained to participate in the revelry of the pirates. After all, I have always been pure-hearted, honest and honest, so why bend my waist for gold and jewelry?

Glancing at the piles of gold coins in the space bag, Lanlos smiled contemptuously. But he didn't seem to notice that the gold coin, which had flipped and jumped between his fingers all night, had been polished clean. Wait until the eastern sky turns white, and the morning sun reflects on it, reflecting bursts of shining luster.

I don't know if he was blinded by the light of wealth or what, Lanlos finally stood up, slowly stretched, and summoned the Sunlight Flying Eagle in front of several drunken guards, and without greeting him, he directly rose into the air and quickly walked away.

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Fizzprok's recent mood is simply more exciting than bungee jumping.

At first, he was frightened by the elven warlock, and thought that he would confess to the foot of the green mountains in the Valley of Thorns in his life, who knew that the elf had brought such a big gift to himself.

Alone in the landing dinghy toward the stronghold, the goblin turned back from time to time, looking over and over again the sack of gold worthy of his size with excited and greedy eyes.

Although dragging this thing down the Red Mist almost cost the goblin's life for half a life, Fitzprok insisted on returning alone out of wariness of pirates' open-mindedness.

I knew that I would have discussed with the elf and brought two more coolies.

The goblin was full of joy and enjoyed the chagrin of happiness, and longed to pick up the bag of gold and kiss it.

As a matchmaker, it is naturally impossible for him to share nearly half of the treasure like that elven magister, but after all, he is the director of the venture capital company of the partner, and the meaning is also necessary. And this windfall is not part of the company's business, and Tesse has promised him that he will not disclose it to the company, and he has every reason to keep it alone.

Thinking of a bright future with this wealth, Fitzprok ignored the weight of this thing for a moment, picked up the heavy bag, and walked to the shore step by step.

Hey?

Halfway through the beach, Fitzprok, who was overwhelmed by the weight of gold, suddenly stopped, and slowly stretched his gaze to the sides along his feet.

Soking up from exhaustion, he found that the shallows were densely covered with the footprints of humanoid creatures.

This is, what's going on?

The tide had just receded in the morning, and it stands to reason that the shallows should be flat, so how could such traces be left?

Nervous tense suddenly, Fitzprok frowned, and was about to open his mouth to shout to attract the attention of the employees of the nearby stronghold.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. A long, deep voice suddenly came from the side, seemingly whispering not quite really, but it became the end of Fitzprok's consciousness.

Bang!

Lanlos withdrew his double-barreled musket and shook his head silently as he looked at the muzzle smeared with the sprayed gunpowder. The gun he got from Draenei, also called a musket, was at best a problem with language translation, and it didn't essentially rely on igniting gunpowder to fire.

The temporary reloading of gunpowder was fired, and not only the sound of the gunfire was very dull, but the remnants of gunpowder also seriously blocked the muzzle.

However, the goal is achieved.

The elven mage slowly shifted his gaze, and the goblin in front of him, who had been pierced through his temple, was lying quietly on the beach at this moment, blood gushing out, and in the blink of an eye, the wet shallows below him were dyed red.

Sensing the approach of a group of creatures with keen senses, Lanlos smiled slightly, picked up the gold that was pressing on the goblin's body, and with a wave of his hand, he threw down an object, and the keystone quickly teleported.

By the time the venture capital company employees who had arrived at the beachhead from the stronghold attracted by the gunfire, Lanlos had already disappeared. The employees saw only their supervisor slumped in a pool of blood, their bloody foreheads covered in the remnants of gunpowder. In his clenched fists, he clutched a small piece of gold and a rag of his jacket with a blood-red skull on it.

Coupled with this series of chaotic and dense footprints on the shallows, the murderer is about to come out.

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Call...... Drink...... Call...... Drink......

In Rivigaz's bedroom, the rich man was lying sick under the covers, and under the instructions of the priest, he controlled his breathing over and over again.

Luckily, whether it's for the purchase of herbs or for preaching, there are still individual pastors in Treasure Bay. Relying on the healing of the Holy Light, this barely saved Rivigaz's life. Otherwise, the rich man who was so angry last night that he had a cerebral hemorrhage is afraid that he will not survive this morning.

However, the rich man hopes that he will not wake up at this time.

"Your Excellency. Seeing that Rivigaz finally cleared his breath, the bank supervisor who was sweating profusely hurriedly stepped forward, "Early this morning, a large number of depositors rushed into the bank gate, all saying that they wanted to withdraw money, and now the vault is empty, and the remaining depositors are making a big fuss in the bank, what should we do?"

How do I know what to do?!

Rivigaz didn't come up in one breath and almost fainted again.

Last night, Bloodsails didn't just rob, after successfully robbing the treasure hidden in the statue, their spies immediately spread the news in Treasure Bay.

When they heard that the gold of Rivigaz had been plundered, those who had deposited money in the bank were immediately anxious. No, early in the morning, almost all depositors crowded into the bank gates, shouting for withdrawals, and no matter how much the bank staff tried to persuade them, it was useless.

But the liquidity of a bank is so small, and when the depositors in front of them are withdrawn, they receive a notice that the bank has no money, and the depositors in the back will explode in an instant.

"How much more?" asked Rivigaz, feebly.

The director wiped the sweat stains from his forehead and replied tremblingly: "Probably, I will probably need at least, at least 10,000 gold coins today." ”

Probably? today?at least?!

Rivigaz held back his strength and sat up directly from the bed, looking at the treasurer hiding behind the crowd with a fierce expression: "Tell me, how much cash do you have in hand?"

"No, not a lot. "The goblins who are in charge of the financial work of Treasure Bay and are majestic on weekdays, how humble and humble they are at this moment, "Even if the funds of various departments are transferred, they can only barely survive today, and if there are still a large number of depositors who ask for withdrawals in the future, they will ...... it."

Feeling that Rivigaz's gaze was getting sharper and sharper, the goblin didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence, and was so anxious that he stammered, eager to break his fingers covered with cold sweat, and flee from this place in the name of a work injury.

Is heaven going to kill me?

Rivigaz clutched his heart and looked at the ceiling in lovelessness. The knife of the blood sail can be regarded as a fierce slash in his lifeline. The loss of gold cost him half his life at most, but because of financial problems, the entire Treasure Bay panicked follow-up, which really pushed him to the edge of the rooftop.

However, the mall is like a battlefield, and people see that Rivigaz has no money, but few people notice that he still has guns in his hands.

"Yorick, have you all called your men back?" the rich man turned to the fleet commander, his expression full of cruelty.

"My lord, no!" Hearing this, without waiting for the commander to reply, the bank supervisor trembled, and hurriedly waved his hands, "If we suppress it by force, we will be completely discredited, even if we are lucky enough to survive this crisis, in the next few decades, this bank will not be able to open." ”

Treasure Bay is a trading city, and the financial profit is a huge cake, whether it is to collect funds or usury, the profit proportion in Treasure Bay is quite large. If the solution to this problem is not prudent enough, Rivigaz will be tantamount to cutting off one of his own arms.

"So what do you say?"

The rich man put his cold gaze back on him, and the goblin supervisor shivered inexplicably, lowered his head, and after a while, he trembled under pressure and said: "I, we can sell some fixed assets, real estate, munitions, and engineering equipment, and carry this wave of ...... first."

"Absolutely not!" the silent treasurer quickly interrupted, "If we raise funds by selling assets at this juncture, it is equivalent to publicly announcing our financial situation, and it will further irritate the residents of the bay." ”

"Then you'd better have a suitable solution!"

"Wasn't that what I was thinking?!"

"When is this all ......?"

It doesn't work, it doesn't work either......

Watching the two directors fight each other, Rivigaz couldn't wait to scold. However, just as the rich man was flustered, a familiar voice suddenly came from the position of the windowsill.

"Yo, why is it so lively?"

Everyone turned their heads in silence, only to see a high elf appear at some point, sitting on the windowsill with a comfortable face, looking at everyone in the room in a hurry.

"Good morning, Your Excellency, are you interested in making a deal?"

The withered gray hair fluttered slowly in the sea breeze, and the angular face of the elf had a harmless and kind smile on it, but the slightly narrowed eyes revealed the fox-like scheming.