Gollini stood up and whispered a few words to a few of the Eta people beside him, drowned out by the noise of the tavern, which Zaima did not hear. Then Golini said hello to the third man with the iron bow, and the group of four left the wine ring. Zaima noticed that the man at the end was dressed differently, looking shabby, not similar to his companions, wearing a gray-brown robe and a hood of the same color, covering his face, but walking with a very light and chic posture.

The third man of the iron bow turned his head to talk to the sailors, and he was loud and did not shy away from being heard. "These treacherous ghosts have gone to the Abundance Chamber of Commerce. They were clever and would plan to make a plan, and when they got on the ship, they brought so many medicinal herbs, jewelry, and ores, and they crushed Lao Tzu's ship so much, and they bargained with Lao Tzu. Now those goods are lying in the warehouse of the Harvest Chamber of Commerce, the iron roosters of the Harvest Chamber of Commerce are not easy to deal with, one by one thieves are very good, this * cunning ghost is just suffering a little!"

One of the sailors laughed, "Let the profiteers toss hard." I just want to drink enough soju right now and get another big-breasted chick to sleep with later. "The soju at the Dragon's Tooth Tavern is indeed one of the favorites of many people who want to be sea-seekers, enough to get them drunk all night.

The singing show on the wine ring stage is over, and the acrobatic performance is next. Zaima had no interest and nothing to do, just keeping an eye on the sailors of the Strongbow.

The third man with the iron bow poured a glass of soju into his stomach while cursing something in his mouth. Zaima saw a small man approaching him, dressed in a scruffy and shabby padded jacket, which was originally probably blue, but now half white. The little man walked briskly, and in an instant he approached the third man of the iron bow and patted him on the shoulder.

One of the sailors immediately stood up, raised his fist to beat someone, and shouted at the little man: "Have you drunk too much, don't you have long eyes, dare to do anything to our boss!"

The third man with the iron bow snorted coldly, didn't look at the person behind him, and continued to drink his wine. There are always a lot of fools in the tavern who get drunk and mess around, and there are even pickpockets who want to fish in troubled waters, and this little man doesn't know which one. Either way, the captain didn't seem to care, and his brothers took care of it.

I heard the little man turn his head to the sailor and smile and say, "I'm looking for the Iron Bow, and I'm going to have a drink with the Captain Iron Bow, so there's no need to be rude." Only then did Zayimo see clearly that this little man was about thirty years old, born with a roe deer, thin and obscene, with a sallow complexion, and at first glance he looked like an old fritter stealing money and goods from the street crowd.

The third iron bow glanced back, then turned around again, not bothering to pay attention.

"Captain Ironbow, there's a business to be done here, don't you want to make some money? There was a more or less mocking hint in the little man's words, and a fist the size of a bowl was swung at his face. But the little man was as nimble as a mouse, and he dodged the punch with a cat's waist, as if he had been prepared for a long time.

It was a fat sailor of the Strongbow who swung his fist, and when he missed, he cursed and followed with a second punch.

"There's no good in rejecting the Golden Needle, it's even worse if you do it. The little man was very agile and quickly withdrew a few paces away.

As soon as these words came out, the sailor's action of punching people stopped, and the third iron bow turned his head to look. Zaima touched his chin with interest, the Golden Needle Society is very famous, and even on the island it is heard of.

There was obvious distrust in the eyes of the third iron bow: "You are from the Golden Needle Society?"

"I'm just bringing you a piece of news, it doesn't seem like you're interested in it, it's really worthless, just a little extra gold to your purse. The little man shook his head in pity, as rejection seemed more frustrating to him than to be attacked.

The third iron bow narrowed his eyes. "You should sit down, have a drink, and then we'll have a good talk. ”

The sloppy man took out a tightly tied cloth bag from his bosom, threw it in his hand twice, glanced around a few times, and said, "Captain Ironbow, let's talk in another place." ”

Just now, the sailors of the Strong Bow hit people with their hands, and the drinkers all saw it. Although this kind of thing is common in taverns, and no one usually meddles with it, they have already attracted everyone's attention. The third man with the iron bow pursed his lips, with a suspicious look, the person in front of him looked strange, and he didn't know what the purpose was.

The little man mocked, "I can't see that Captain Ironbow is so cowardly, if you want to make a little money, come with me." With that, he turned and walked towards the gate. This was said in a loud voice, as if it was deliberately heard by others, and the third iron bow couldn't sit still, so he stood up and waved his hand, and a group of brothers followed him to chase him.

Zaima grabbed a waiter passing by, pressed a gold circle on the bar of the wine ring, and followed him straight out without waiting for change. He did not wear a fancy dress when he went out every day, but wore a tan tight-fitting suit, a pair of thick-soled cowhide boots on his feet, and a long dark gray cloak that reached the floor, and he pulled up the hood behind his head and pressed it in front of his forehead.

The men of the Strongbow went out of the doorway, turned to the right, and turned into a small alley, shouting and asking, but heard no reply. A group of people just walked into the alley, and when they were about to get out of the alley, Zaima wrapped his cloak tightly, saw that there was no one behind him, put it on the wall, spilled something in his hand, smashed it to the ground, and raised a pillar of smoke, which instantly filled his whole body, hiding him in the smoke, and the smoke dissipated very quickly, but after it was gone, his people had disappeared.

This is one of the techniques of retreat, the art of smoke escape. The long dark gray cloak was made of a special material, and when the smoke sprayed on it, the figure inside was hidden invisible, and it was difficult for mortals to see it. However, cloaks and smoke are extremely expensive to build, and ordinary islanders are not able to practice, so even in the Splendid Isles, there are very few people who know how to retreat. Rich people don't necessarily have this talent, in order to be favored by the great grandmaster, they must also be able to endure all kinds of hardships in practice. After exiting the alley and turning into another alley, the group of the third man with the iron bow stopped and gathered in a corner.

Zaima leaped to the wall, approached them lightly, stood high above the wall, and bowed down.

"Brothers have run so far with you, you'd better have a topic that can interest everyone, or you'll be in big trouble. The men of the third man with the iron bow surrounded the little man, and one by one they were ready to move, just waiting for an order.

The little man was not afraid, his hands were clasped in front of his chest, he stared at a pair of small eyes, and then he threw the cloth bag in his hand towards the third iron bow, and the third iron bow grabbed it, and then checked it again, showing a satisfied smile: "You kid is simply." Say, what do you want to change?"

The little man cracked his mouth, revealing a mouth full of gold teeth: "My rules have always been a problem, two gold yuans." There are ten gold circles in the bag, so Captain Iron Bow you have to answer me five questions. ”

The third elder of the iron bow laughed: "It turns out that you are a golden mouse." I've heard of the name for a long time, but I didn't expect you to be really a mouse, haha. Since Lao Tzu has already collected your money, then you just have to ask. ”

This unsightly person is indescribably obscene, and he is actually a famous figure in the Golden Needle Society. It's appropriate to say that he is a "rat", but not many ordinary people know what he looks like, just because this rat is always squirming in the shadows and is not seen. But when the rat asks a question, he pays the gold coins, a rule that many people know.

"First question. Where did the Eta people who sat with you board the ship?" the golden mouse cocked up an index finger.

"Qingyan Port. ”

Qingyan Port is the largest port in the province of Giant Hammer, facing the Azure Strait, opposite Potts Island. Zaima had crossed that strait, but had not come ashore to enter the port.

"Second question, when did you get to the dragon? I want a specific time. The golden mouse raised an index and middle finger.

"The sword on the twenty-third day was the day Xin Gang was knocked down. ”

"The third question, how much do you know about them? "Three fingers.

"There were four of them, all businessmen, Gollini was their spokesman, and the other three were Fano, Marco and Reese, and they didn't give their full names, and I didn't ask. When they got on board, they brought a lot of goods, medicinal herbs, jewelry, and ores, all in wooden crates, and maybe some other things, but they were not sure, and they couldn't turn every box upside down. Those boxes took up more than half of Lao Tzu's warehouse, and they were going to talk to the Rich Merchants tonight, and I think they would be in the dragon for a while, and they would want to see the celebration after the new king's enthronement ceremony and the day of the dragon's face. Of course, they don't want to miss the scene where the first samurai is torn apart by the car tomorrow. In addition, they also took Lao Tzu's boat on the return trip. The third iron bow pouted, indicating that the answer was complete.

Zaima, who was leaning over the wall and eavesdropping, smiled at the corners of his mouth. Interestingly, these Eta merchants don't seem to be so simple, and they actually attract the attention of the Golden Needle Society.

"Fourth, do you hear them mention anyone? Anybody, as far as I know, they're looking for something, or someone. "Four fingers.

"The most they talked about along the way was the big (and) tits (harmonic) of the green-haired bitch from Potts Island in Qingyan Harbor, and her ** peach, which Gollini bastard said he had done with her four times in one night. The Iron Bow Old Man smiled obscenely, his left hand circled in a circle, and the index finger of his right hand in a circle*, "Gollini is a horny bastard, and so are the others. His sailors burst out laughing.

The golden mouse was expressionless, opened his slap, and continued his last question: "Fifth question, what did they do after they arrived at the dragon, and did they contact other people?"

The third iron bow replied without thinking: "Yes." All four of them went out yesterday and spent most of the day in the city, two to the west of the city, two to the west of the city, two to hang out in the business district and the docks, and my brother didn't care about the two in the west of the city. Golini asked a few jack-of-all-trades questions here in the docks, and he and Fano took a prostitute (harmony) and a very handsome young man in the afternoon, and opened a room in the Soft Whisper Hotel, which was cool for two hours. Lao Tzu can see that Fano's little pervert likes to poke men's ass (harmony) eyes, haha. By the way, they live in the Blue Lighthouse. The third iron bow tied the money bag to his waist, and his deal with the golden mouse was completed.

"Good. I'll give you two more gold and add one question. Two golden circles appeared in the golden mouse's empty hands like a trick, and threw them at the third iron bow, "Where are the prostitutes (harmony) girls and handsome young men? Let your brother take me to them, and if they find them, I will give you three more gold circles." ”

The old man with the iron bow stretched out his hand to catch Jin Yuan accurately, and said, "Five." ”

"Five. As long as you can find it. The golden mouse looked at the third iron bow mockingly. "Take me now. ”

The deal under the wall was over, and the two sailors led the golden mouse away, and the others walked away with the old man of the iron bow laughing all the way.