In a speakeasy, in the kingdom of De Arena, in the small town of Aiteus.

"Fifty thousand Baileys? Old Ron, what are you kidding, this is a special liquor on the island of Pochis, and it can sell for at least 500,000 Baileys on the black market! ”

Slapping the table hard, One-Eyed Munch said angrily.

The pirates who followed him also drew their weapons and aimed them at old Ron, and they could tear down the speakeasy at any time.

You must know that the special wine on Pochis Island is only produced in 10,000 bottles per month, which is specially supplied to the royal families of various kingdoms, and there are basically not many bottles that can be circulated.

And in the black market of the New World, the price of Pochis's special liquor has been speculated by those merchants to 500,000 baileys, and it is often in a situation where there is no market.

If he hadn't wanted to get rid of the goods as soon as possible, lest he attract the killers of the Assasin organization, One-Eyed Munch wouldn't have come to old Ron.

"Munch, in today's new world, who would dare to offend the Batis Chamber of Commerce?"

Still wiping the wine glass, Old Ron said unhurriedly: "In the kingdom of De Elena, except for our gunfire bar, no one dares to eat your batch of goods, if you are not willing to trade, you can also take this batch of goods to the paradise......"

Since the news of the situation on Broccoli Island spread, the power of the Bartis Chamber of Commerce has been unmatched for a while.

The pirates who had robbed the Batis Chamber of Commerce were all frightened and rushed to the black markets everywhere, trying to get rid of the goods they had looted.

After all, in the recent period, the killers from the Assasin organization have destroyed many pirate groups.

This is the revenge from the Batis Chamber of Commerce!

"Old Ron, count yourself ruthless, I agreed to this price, but I must see the money before I tell you the location of that shipment."

Knowing what old Ron meant, although the one-eyed monk was unwilling, he still gritted his teeth and agreed to the price.

Anyway, this is all a no-brainer, even if the price of each bottle of wine is reduced several times, their pirates will receive hundreds of millions of Baileys, enough for all of them to be dashing for several months.

"No problem, my old friend!"

Putting the glass down, Ron Sr. waved behind him.

After only a few minutes, a young waiter stepped out of the backstage of the bar and respectfully placed the suitcase full of Bailey on the table in front of One-Eyed Munch.

Unpacking, capital verification.

After making sure that Bailey inside was okay, One-Eyed Munch let out a long sigh of relief.

"Old Ron, that shipment is on the three-masted galleon on the right side of Tryon Harbor."

Closing the suitcase again, One-Eyed Munch immediately got up.

The new world is not peaceful now, and the One-Eyed Munch has decided to leave here and immediately go to the first half of the Great Voyage to find a kingdom to hide for a few months.

"Yo, it turns out that the goods are there, and it's not in vain that I've been here for so long......"

However, at this moment, a chuckle came from the corner of the bar, and the faces of everyone present suddenly changed.

Ron Sr. was the first to draw two muskets from under the counter, fired several shots at the source of the sound, and quickly walked towards the backstage of the bar.

The young waiter, pulling a dagger from his waist, rushed towards the corner of the bar, trying to buy time for old Ron.

As for the One-Eyed Munch and the others, when the old Ron fired, they grabbed their suitcases and ran out of the bar, without any idea of staying and fighting.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

Almost at the same time, several kunai flew out of the corner.

As the bullets flew away, the bitter inaccuracy hit the elder Ron's limbs, causing him to fall to the ground weakly, and let out a cry of pain.

"Brush~"

Then a cold flash flashed, and the bar waiter flew out upside down, smashing the table not far away.