Peacock City.

Eastside Harbor.

Under the cover of night, a huge freighter docked quietly at the dock, inconspicuous.

Dozens of men in blue denim vests and peaked caps are scattered in different parts of the area, smoking or gossiping. From time to time, they would look up and scan their surroundings, their eyes full of vigilance and scrutiny.

This is a member of the Blue Sails Gang, who is being ordered to guard the outside of the freighter to prevent suspicious people from approaching.

Although there are some power-for-money transactions between the high-level and the public security office, you don't have to worry too much about being inspected by the authorities, but the least precautions are still necessary, after all, those who board the freighter to participate in the "treasure hunt" are some big people with heads and faces.

The slightest mistake can be devastating.

At this moment, a horse-drawn carriage slowly approached.

A few men in blue vests strode forward and cautiously stopped it. And put his hand on the back of the waist, ready to pull out the flintlock pistol at any time to deal with the accident.

The coachman seemed to be no stranger to this place, and skillfully pulled out a ticket and handed it to a blue vest below.

"The ticket is fine, may I ask which gentleman is in the 'Sea Treasure Hunt'?"

The Blue Vest doubled the ticket and handed it back to the driver.

The coachman tucked it back into the pocket of the suit lining and smiled:

"Baron Hodgsonlord."

With that, the curtain of the carriage was pulled open from the inside, revealing the face of a young man with a mustache. He grinned, casually threw a handful of silver jue out of the window, and then said:

"Everyone's done a great job, this is a tip for you."

A few of the Blue Vests were overjoyed, squatted on the ground and picked up the silver coin, and then said:

"Good night, Lord Baron Hodgson, happy treasure hunt!"

They bowed respectfully and buried their heads down.

The curtain was lowered, the carriage continued to move forward, and the rest of the blue vests returned to their "posts", continued to patrol, and sighed that the big man was rich.

The carriage finally stopped at the ramp of the freighter, and Baron Hodgson stepped out of the carriage alone, holding on to his black hat and a silver cane, and boarded the freighter.

After the coachman saw his master get on board, he drove the carriage away.

It's just that in the carriage that no one saw, there was also a Hodgson Baron!

He was being tied up and collapsed to the ground in embarrassment, already in a coma. There was also a ball of stinky socks stuffed in his mouth, but I don't know if I will vomit all the overnight food when I wake up.

Chen Lun walked straight into the cabin, and to his surprise, there were layers of cards inside, but fortunately, he had the appearance of [Extreme Beauty], and these ordinary people did not doubt it at all.

After three rounds of inspection and verification, Chen Lun finally entered the huge restaurant area.

It doesn't look like a freighter at all, and it's not an exaggeration to say it's a luxurious palace. The marble round tables were fixed in order, on which were placed countless fine foods and fine wines, and the gentlemen and ladies were talking and laughing, pushing glasses and changing lamps.

Chen Lun found a remote corner to sit down, avoiding encountering Baron Hodgson's acquaintances, and then chuckled and observed everything in the hall.

On the upper level of the cabin, in a lavish bedroom, Viscount Harrington and several of the leaders of the Black Knife Brotherhood were drinking, and they were facing a large one-way floor-to-ceiling glass, observing the upper class crowd in the dining room.

"Your Excellency is worthy of being the uncrowned king of Peacock City, and in just a few days, we have collected enough goods, and our treasure hunt can be held as scheduled...... This time, there seem to be a little more guests than in the past, and I think today's harvest will be more abundant. ”

A thin man laughed.

He picked up a glass of red wine and gestured to Viscount Harrington.

"Hehe, I just hope you don't drop the chain next time, it makes me work hard every time."

The viscount smiled and took a sip of red wine.

"How's that little favor you asked you to do before?"

"Something happened."

"Huh?"

Viscount Harrington frowned slightly, handed the wine glass casually, and the tall bodyguard beside him who was tightly wrapped took it.

"We sent more than 20 Bluesail gang thugs, as well as two brothers in the club...... But none of them came back, and they all died. ”

The thin man said in a deep voice.

"Viscount, the young man in your mouth is really not simple...... He's definitely transcendent, and not a fledgling minor character. ”

Viscount Harrington was very annoyed by this news, he was silent for a few seconds, and then looked up at the head of the Black Knife Brotherhood and said:

"I told you that he is very likely to be extraordinary...... Forget it, it's useless to talk about this now, since you have made a feud, then only by killing him can you prevent future troubles, what are you going to do? ”

"When the treasure hunt is over, I will let the three 'black knives' from Peacock City personally attack, it is precisely because of them that the shelter does not dare to touch us easily......"

"That's fine."

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"Please invite the next batch of 'treasures' to the stage, gentlemen and ladies who want to dig treasures, you can start bidding!"

In the restaurant, the lively atmosphere has gradually reached its peak.

On the steps in front of him, a host in a suit and leather shoes was enthusiastically explaining, and several strong men in blue vests carried iron cages to the stage.

These cages are filled with unclothed women, who are placed on the stage like animals for others to taste. However, their heads, chests and abdomen are wrapped in a simple white cloth, as if they do not intend to let the guests easily see the "truth" and thus stimulate their "curiosity".

Chen Lun sat in the corner and watched this scene with great interest.

'The population auction also played with flowers, I really admire the lower limit of these people......

He looked away from the shivering women in the cage and looked at the black glass above, revealing a sneer.

The gentlemen and ladies present began to bid, as if they had taken off their usual disguises in the city, and now turned into beasts, bloodthirsty pursuit of "caged deliciousness".

Chen Lun's eyes suddenly narrowed.

He received a quest prompt at this moment.

[Trigger B-rank Mission: Sinking!] 】

Mission Description: An auction of women trafficking is being held aboard the Treasure Hunt at Sea, and countless high-ranking elites are going crazy about it, all of which is full of sin and atrocities. You can choose to block it or turn a blind eye.

Objective: To investigate who is behind the Treasure Hunt and stop the auction from taking place.

Rewards: 20,000 XP, 50 gold pounds, and Peacock City Shelter Favorability. (This quest has a hidden reward)

'Peacock City Shelter, and Hidden Rewards...... It seems that there is more to this auction than I thought. ’

Chen Lun took the task, then slowly stood up, intending to turn around and leave the restaurant area.

But it doesn't matter...... Who is behind the investigation? Stop the auction? I don't think there's any need to ......'

Just as he walked to the door, he was suddenly greeted by a bearded and bald head, who was fat and a gentleman's attire looked a little funny on him.

The bald head looked at Chen Lun in surprise.

"Hey, Baron Hodgson, didn't we say we'd come together? How did you get there first......"

"I'm sorry, I'm just a little impatient."

Chen Lun smiled and opened his arms.

The bearded bald head laughed, revealing the eyes of a man, and naturally hugged Chen Lun.

Chen Lun gently patted the other party's shoulder like a real friend, then pushed him away and left directly.

The bearded bald head looked stunned, and then the whole person walked into the restaurant in a daze, and casually took a glass of spirits from a passing waiter. He took a few steps forward, snapped a candle on the table beside him, and lit the liquor in his glass.

Then, under the frightened gaze of several gentlemen and ladies, he threw his glass forward.

Bang dang!

The glass shattered, and the burning liquor flew sideways, igniting the carpets and tablecloths all around it. The orange-red flames began to spread, and a clanging cacophony was accompanied by screams and shouts of terror.

Chen Lun completely ignored the chaos behind him and went straight from the stairs to the upper floor.

Several blue vests were patrolling the corridors, smoking cigarettes while watching the night view. Although they heard the loud noise, they didn't react, obviously they were used to this kind of noise and didn't take it seriously.

But at this time, they noticed a gentleman walking slowly at the end of the corridor.

"Hey, sir, can I help you?"

A Blue Vest asked respectfully.

"Help me go to the sea and see if there is any of your graves."

Chen Lun slowly approached and said softly.

The blue vests froze, not knowing what the gentleman was talking about, and thinking he was drunk.

The next second.

Stop! Pemba!

The silver cane waved at will, and several blue vests were smashed on the spot, and they directly climbed over the guardrail and fell into the sea, making a few soft plops.

"Sir, what are you doing?!"

Seeing this, a few blue vests that were slightly back immediately took out their flintlock pistols and shouted fiercely.

Chen Lun kept smiling and strode forward.

The Blue Vests gritted their teeth, ready to pull the trigger.

But the silver cane was faster than expected, directly smashing their wrist bones, and the next second it landed on their faces.

Bang bang bang!

The few remaining Blue Vests all fell into the sea, leaving no place to bury, and the corridors were empty.

Chen Lun came directly to a pressure cabin door.

Before he could open the door, it was opened from the inside.

A thin man looked at him with great surprise, and even stunned for a moment. But this person reacted very quickly, and in the next second, he took out a sharp knife directly from his arms and stabbed him.

Table tennis!

As soon as the sharp knife was struck, a silver cane slammed into his head with lightning speed, making a loud noise.

The thin man's body flew back to the room, lying on the ground like a puddle of mud. His head was misshapen, twisted, and it was sunk into a huge crater that even split in half, and a lake of sticky scarlet pulp overflowed.