Chapter XVII. Tracking
Wine Glasses & Bells Hotel,
This is a hotel located between the garbage disposal area and the trade area, and the decoration is quite good.
Pushing open the bathroom door, the towel wrapped around his waist and the dagger sticking in it, Rosie wiped his head and walked out.
In the living room of the suite, Dover was playing with the flintlock pistol in his hand. On the round table next to it, there are more than a dozen plates of food in a dazzling array of dishes.
"Why haven't you eaten yet?"
In the face of Rosie's question, Dover, who was wearing sunglasses, tilted his head coolly.
"Waiting for you."
What are you waiting for, it's not the time when you were chased to pick up garbage to eat, and a piece of moldy bread has to be divided between two people.
Because she was only wrapped in a towel, Rosie exposed her upper body: dense scars everywhere, knife wounds, gunshot wounds, burns, whip marks...
Not to mention the others, even Rosie 'herself' was shocked when she saw this miserable body in the bathroom mirror.
Recalling what happened 'once', even the mature Rosie couldn't bear it.
Sure enough, the greatest evil is always humanity itself.
"Let's eat together,"
As Rosie sat down and picked up his knife and fork, Dover also put down his gun and began to grab the food and munch!
Even when eating, the weapons of the two are always in a place where they can pick up their hands.
"Dover, we need to recruit people."
The two of them were able to get the Pinta up and running, but it was a waste of time.
In Rossi's plan, at least three types of professionals need to be recruited: navigators, cooks, and ship doctors.
Although power is important, personal strength is even more important!
While developing power and eyeliner, you also need to seize the time to improve your own strength.
In this world, the top powerhouse is really able to 'fight thousands of miles alone, and one punch has blocked millions of divisions', so the strength and power must be grasped with both hands, and both hands must be hard.
"Recruitment?"
Dover frowned, and shook his head as he bit the lobster in his hand fiercely.
"I can't trust anyone!"
Based on the previous experience of the two being hunted and killed, it was normal for Dover to instinctively reject others.
Throwing up his head and taking a sip of his beer, Rosie wiped his lips as he washed his mouth full of food.
โยทยทยท Don't be so absolute, one day we will meet like-minded people too. โ
"If we want to make money, sea freight is the easiest way to go."
With the exception of the 'Red Continent', which divides the world, the rest of the countries are almost all islands: the difference is only in size.
Because of the barrier of the sea, the difference in materials and production capacity between the islands is very huge, and the ordinary minerals or products of one island are sought-after commodities on the other island!
So sea freight is very profitable, just like the Pinta: you can earn tens of millions of Baileys on one trip.
At the same time, it also gave birth to a large number of pirates!
"But those 'dynamite rocks' are the most important thing."
The tens of millions of Bailey's profits from the iron wine mine were just the salaries originally paid to many sailors.
The real income of captains, navigators, and boatswains is the windfall profits from smuggling explosives rocks. - Rosie inquired about the information, a barrel of dynamite rock can be sold for millions of Baileys, and such oak barrels, there are more than a dozen barrels on board!
However, the ship's explosives, Rock Rossi, were not ready to be sold, because guns and cannons all needed gunpowder.
These highly efficient explosives are also a powerful force in the hands of the current two!
"Either way, recruiting is imperative, Dover."
After eating the full table of food, Rosie, who suddenly weighed more than a dozen pounds, changed into a small black sportswear with a hood and stuck a dagger at his waist.
"I'll leave this matter to you, you can't just leave me alone, right?"
In order to turn the ship's cargo into money, Rossi spent almost all of his energy fighting with the merchant Wesker during this time.
Now a shipload of goods has begun to disguise, although most of the money is still in Wesker's hands, but unless Wesker abandons his hometown connections and status and real estate business for the sake of this 10 million Bailey, he is not afraid of them defaulting on the debt.
"Okay,"
Dover also understood that Rosie was busy making money during this time, and he should also share part of the work.
Just, recruiting people?
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After eating and drinking, the repaired two left the hotel and walked towards Pier 3.
The Pinta stayed at the docks, with workers hired by Wesker unloading and carpenters repairing the bombed-out captain's cabin and deck, which is why Rossi and Rossi dared to go ashore to eat and drink.
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"Dover,"
It didn't take long for Rossi, who didn't change his speed, to frown.
After eating the Fruit of Silence, he is very sensitive to the changes in his voice, which can be regarded as a kind of 'reinforcement' that comes with the fruit.
"Well, we're being followed."
Anyway, they have several years of experience of 'running for their lives', even on the crowded streets, both of them have noticed the dodging figure behind them and the sneaking gaze.
Now that they had spotted the stalker behind them, the two immediately quickened their pace.
When passing by an alley, the two of them disappeared into the alley with a quick flash.
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"Found us..."
"Chase!"
The two people in front of them were out of sight, and several thugs who were dodging and following all the way on the street were startled, and they didn't care about anything else, and immediately rushed to the alley.
The fierce expressions of these people, and the weapons exposed under their clothes during the run, all made the pedestrians around them subconsciously bow their heads and get out of the way.
For ordinary people in this world, it's good to be able to live.
The strong kill people in a fit of rage, but it's just a daily routine.
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A few thugs burst into the alley, and even as they went down the corner of the alley, there was no one in sight.
"Damn, they ran away!"
"What to do? This is what Brother Torre commanded..."
"Go to Pier 3! Stay around their ship, and don't believe that those two imps don't show up! โ
Several thugs turned around a few times in hatred, and could only reluctantly admit that they really lost their target.
No, they didn't 'lose'.
"Do you already know Pier 3? Faster than I thought it would be. โ
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The sound behind them frightened the thugs into turning around, and in front of them, two little blonde boys stood in the shadows, blocking the entrance to the alley.
"Don't be afraid,"
"It's just two imps!"
Although the leader of the gangsters was taken aback by Rosie and Dover's action of 'going around', what is the most important thing when they come out to mix?
It's face!
"Little ghost, don't think that if you beat Tony's waste, you dare to be arrogant!"
Walking in front of Rossi in a few steps, compared to the murderous Dover, the gangster leader instinctively chose this mild-faced imp as a breakthrough.
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Bent down and grab Rosie by the neckline.
"Don't inquire, the entire processing area belongs to our 'four-suited' family-"
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A small hand also grabbed the gangster leader by the collar, interrupting his intimidation.
In the alley, the two twisted each other's collars, and the picture looked very funny for a while.
Compared with adult gangster leaders, Rossi, who is just over a meter old because of malnutrition, has a very obvious height disadvantage.
But in this world, height and size are not the criterion for judging strength.
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Pulling the other party's collar, Rosie suddenly stepped in, bent his knees, turned around, and directly threw the other party into the air!
Although it is just an ordinary 'wrestling technique', with the size difference between the two, it is normal to not be able to do this kind of unbelievable action.
Boom!
In the next second, the gangster leader crossed Rosie and fell heavily to the ground, his cheeks making close contact with the ground.
This fall was not only due to Rossi's strength, but also to the opponent's own weight, plus the impact of the forward lunge.
"Ahhh!!h
Blood, broken teeth, and bloody things mingled, and the gangster leader curled up on the ground with his face covered, blood oozing from between his fingers.
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The other thugs' eyes widened, and they almost thought they were hallucinating at the shock of their leader being 'brought down' by a blow.
"Silly... Sprinkled him... โ
Amid the air-leaking roar of the downed leader, several thugs finally reacted.
"Boss!"
The chaotic figure immediately rushed towards Rossi, and the murderous intent was fierce!
They are the people of the largest gang in the handling area, the 'four suits', not those soft eggs who can only steal and bully the market, but ruthless people who dare to fight and kill.
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"Little ghost, look for death!"
One of the thugs pulled out the dagger from his waist and stabbed Rossi in the chest without hesitation.
Fast, accurate, ruthless!
In the face of this fatal blow, Rossi did not retreat but advanced, flying up and kicking it high.
Boom!
The dagger spun and flew into the sky, reflecting the cold light.
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Before the thug whose wrist was numb and his weapon was kicked off could react, Rossi had already rushed in front of him, clenched his fingers like a cone, and stabbed the opponent in the throat.
Puff,
The middle finger stabbed the throat fiercely, causing the opponent's Adam's apple cartilage to burst on the spot, squeezing the trachea and esophagus into a line.
Boom!
With his hands on his throat, the iron-faced thug fell to the ground.
This blow directly made him unable to even breathe.
Tighten your legs and kick them out like a spring!
This kick gathered the strength of Rossi's waist and legs, and hit the crotch of the second thug who rushed in.
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With a slight explosion, the unlucky guy's eyes bulged on the spot, his mouth grew to the limit, and the sharp pain beyond his physiological limit made him fall straight to the side.
This thorn kicked, and the rabbit fell quickly.
The dagger that had been kicked before began to fall, and the blade was aimed right at the top of Rossi's head.
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Raising his hand, he grabbed the handle of the falling dagger with his five fingers!
With a twist of the wrist forward, the murder weapon stopped in front of the neck of the third thug who rushed forward, and the sharp blade made the opponent tremble, and the crotch of his pants became wet on the spot.
"I..."
"I surrender!"
What is the most important thing about coming out to mix?
It's eye color!
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