God bless.

The contract was written in black and white, and after the Persian merchant named Muhammad at the head of the contract talked to the Northern Wind for a few words, he directly asked the Wind to send someone with him to fetch the arquebus.

Beiming Changfeng naturally had no objections, and immediately ordered to go down, he wanted to go through this experience in person.

"Wait a minute." Ziyu, who didn't want to run away, walked in with a smile on his face at this time, first bowed to the North Shadow Changfeng in a pretended manner, and then smiled and said to the North Shadow Changfeng: "You go to the world with a firearm, and Count Muhammad will naturally deliver it to your door." ”

After that, he gave a light glance towards the north wind and the long wind.

Beiming Changfeng glanced at Ziyu, and didn't know what tricks Ziyu played, but he also followed Ziyu's words and said gratitude, and then sat down again.

Count Muhammad, who got the translation, looked at his caravan and delivered it to the door?

How dare these barbarians think about it?

I'm really not afraid that they will just tear up the agreement and run away.

"Come, Count Mo, sit down first." Beckoning to Count Mohammed, Ziyu smiled and sat down on the desk in the room.

She had never heard of a royal family with such titles as Dukes and Bozimen in Persia, but it was also possible that she was lonely and unheard, so Ziyu directly referred to Count Muhammad as Count Mo.

"Sister-in-law, he asked you what you commanded." Xiangli is not well yet, after such a long time of translation, the person has leaned on the head of the bed with a pale face, but he still insists on translating for Ziyu.

Ziyu smiled and said directly: "Count Mo, I think you also know that there are many beautiful goods in our ancient eastern country, and you should be able to sell them at a very good price. ”

When Count Namo heard Ziyu say this, a trace of disapproval flashed on his face.

"The porcelain and silk of the ancient countries of the East are very popular, but the profits are not big enough, and they do not meddle in such transactions." Xiangli frowned, this Persian is so big.

Yes, a professional arms smuggling character, Ziyu understands.

The business was big and small, silk and porcelain were made by small Persian merchants, and this Count Mo was engaged in big business such as war arms.

The smile on his face was even brighter, Ziyu hooked his finger at Count Mo who was sitting opposite, and while reaching out to grab Count Mo's hand, he said slowly: "We are not only beautiful silk and porcelain, but we are more beautiful as a medicine. ”

Speaking of this, a cold light flashed in Ziyu's hand, and the fish intestine sword slashed past Count Namo's arm.

Suddenly, a stream of blood spurted outward......

"%%......#¥@#" Earl Mo, who was a little aggrieved, immediately jumped up in unison and yelled at Ziyu.

In the house, the people of the North Wind also looked at Ziyu in surprise.

At this time, it is clear that everything has been negotiated, why do you want to hurt people?

Only the Northern Darkness Changfeng glanced at Earl Mo without changing his face, and did not change color at all with Ziyu's sudden means.

Grabbing Count Mo's hand hard, the smile on Ziyu's face remained unchanged, and while reaching out and taking a vial, he opened it and poured the black powder inside on Count Mo's wound, and said slowly: "This medicine is exclusively owned by the prince of Zhenbei. ”

(Tianjin)