January 25th.

The main ethnic group is not an enclave of the southern continent of the Issus, the island of Kersuna.

The time has come to evening, the remnant sun is like blood, and the water surface is sparkling.

Due to the opening of Iron Soul Island to the outside world, it has also become a popular transit island in Heavenly Port, and after the annual vacation, everything is back to normal, and there is an endless stream of ships.

Many Yisu people have also left their hometowns, preparing to set off from here to see the situation in the New World, not hoping to find mineral veins and be rich and rich, even if they can find some sand gold and valuable cultural handicrafts, it is enough to have a few golden dragons to live.

Even in the twilight, the pier trestle is full of people, and the high-value Issu people with different hair colors with animal ears and tails have also boarded passenger boats and embarked on the journey.

And the chief of staff of the Thieves Guild region, following Diaz's order, handed over the stone tablet to Black Sail here, and did not wait.

He had been waiting here all day with a few good hands, from early morning to now.

The backbone of the black sails, and now even the one-eyed dragons in their fleet, the bald tattooed men, are all people with headshots.

With the eyes of a thief, they can be instantly identified as soon as they come to the docks.

"They don't mean to hand over."

A thief had been waiting impatiently for a long time, wandering and pacing in place.

"Can you stop turning, you've turned at least 30,000 miles today."

Another thief complained, because this is a tiger man who likes to smoke again, and he kept smoking while waiting, and the trajectory of the cigarette butts on the ground was turned out of a Möbius belt by him.

The chief of staff of the district sent a message, telling them to be quiet, the task was within the 25th, and it was not yet twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, so they had to wait until that time.

Night falls.

There were no more people on the dock, only the flower boats that recruited customers, and the obscene prostitutes who came and went.

The regional chief of staff lamented that the times had changed, and a new industry had emerged, and these people really had a fucking business mindset.

Flower boats are very common, mobile brothels on the sea, where there are many people to run.

And now these people have invented a new business model called "escorts".

That is to say, hire a high-quality prostitute with both virtue and art and a little education on the flower boat, and accompany you to gallop in the New World, from Kersuna Island to the New World, not only the work is good, but also the culture, who does not love Kochi, the body and soul are both flowering.

Brother Fu didn't go to Iron Soul Island to find money, just to play.

Nowadays, people are too fine, and I don't know if they can make money in gold panning, but they can definitely make money from gold diggers.

The chief of staff looked at his watch, twelve o'clock, it was already past.

"Awesome, it's really kind, go, spend the night on the flower boat, rest and leave after prostitution. Tomorrow I will send the letter of the failed delivery back to the guild headquarters, and immediately begin the comprehensive slander of List, as well as the economic sanctions against Black Sail, and also write a letter to Doulinger, he will not make a bad deal with us for the sake of a pirate. ”

The chief of staff said calmly.

"Awesome."

A thief didn't know what to say, he didn't know what Lister was carrying, and Diaz was a little out of his mind.

January 26th.

East China Sea, one of the four fishing grounds.

Because of its proximity to the confluence of ocean currents, the fishing industry is thriving, and both foreign fishing boats and fishermen who have been living in the area rely on the abundance of fish in the vicinity, as well as high-priced seafood that can only be produced in the East China Sea.

But it hasn't been peaceful lately.

When fishing at sea, there are strict regulations on the number of nets, that is, the size of the mesh. If the number of meshes is too large and the mesh is small, some of the mesh that is below the specified size will be fished up and killed, which is harmful to the ecology of the entire fishing ground.

are regulated by local fishing associations.

Wen Kui's Zhenlang Pirate Regiment, no matter what association you have.

It is said that the Black Sail Trading Company is now preparing to take over the fishing grounds, and those who are willing to sell seafood through the Black Sail channel will have no limit on the number of trawls used for fishing.

If someone from the association comes to you, we'll help you settle it.

At first, no one dared to mess with the association.

But after some bold people took the lead, Wen Kui was in charge, and he was out of control.

According to Finn, you can't do anything to local fishermen, and you should try to win over people as much as possible, and try to become a dealer of large fishing boats.

Fen is not interested in the so-called selling of fish, he generally only plays short, flat and fast, which can be magnified to the profits of the entire East China Sea fishing grounds, and after calculation, it is more profitable than selling hallucinogens.

Doulinger's largest source of income, one, the sale of stolen goods, two, the fishing grounds, three, hallucinogens, and fourth, the wholesale of necessities.

The rest of the scattered properties are not counted, such as real estate such as the Flower Boat Casino, and the labor fee of helping people to work as middlemen.

is indeed an uncrowned king, even if there is no founding of the country, everyone in the East China Sea in disguise is taxing him.

For various reasons, the strong man Doulinger, who wanted to go ashore, broke his wrist and directly cut off the largest stolen goods.

And Fen was allocated by the board of directors, 20,000 gold dragons, all of which were used to sabotage.

Wen Kui, as the main force, went on a killing spree in this fishing ground, and the follow-up pirate group that came to support has completely shut down the local fishing association.

And the so-called fishery association, to put it bluntly, is Doulinger's thug in the local area, acting as a mutant government, the local top management.

This fishing island is quite prosperous, and the scale of construction is no less than that of a small inland city.

The location of the Fisheries Association is a delightful luxury estate.

It's a pity that the corpses on the ground are scattered and miserable.

Wen Kui, these pirates from the Far Eastern Islands, are not merciful, and there are even bloodthirsty barbarians who eat alive.

As one of the two career groups famous for the pirate den, it can be regarded as the pinnacle of the current season, and with the addition of Black Sail's funds, there are many pirate groups that assist him.

Soon won this fishing ground, and the local fishermen ate pot pulp and welcomed the king.

Although Chili had warned him not to make extraneous branches, if he wanted to do sabotage, he would only engage in sabotage, and it was best to be able to directly turn the local association into his own side under the deterrence of force.

But Wen Kui is a rough man, just do it, no matter how many things are compared, the association people are killed, and it will be fine.

Inside the Guild Manor.

Wen Kui was covered in blood, and the backbone of Zhenlang also killed the last wave of "sheriffs" of the association who came back from the sea.

The originally green lawn, as well as the clear fountain, were dyed bright red.

Wen Kui is not all willful, because the people in these associations are so hateful.

On the surface, it is said that the number of fishing nets is limited, and there is a fishing ban period, which stipulates the amount of fish, and only allows local fishermen to mix food and clothing, but food and clothing are a bit difficult.

In fact, the guild has more people under their own fishing nets than they have.

The corpses in the manor were all crew members of fishing boats fishing at night, and the weapons that fell from the ground were squid-killing knives.

Go out to sea at night, use fluorite lights to attract squid seafood, crazy fishing, one net can be a whole two hundred catties.

Earn so much money, how many times do you say it's online.

It seems that the people of the whole island are making money in the fishing grounds, but in fact, Jiuyi is a little hanging, and all of them are fished by the people below the association.

In this way, Doulinger, as a tax collector, can not only regularly tax other countries every month, but also earn crazy blood.

When the people were almost killed, Wen Kui wiped the blood of the lancet on his clothes and entered the building.

The president of the association hid in an office and locked the door.

Wen Kui kicked it away.

The president took a fire gun and left Wen Kui speechless.

"Fucking guards stealing from themselves, aren't they, aren't they bullying honest people?"

Wen Kui wielded his knife, and he didn't understand whether he should kill this person or not.

The president's legs trembled, and the whole person was in a state of stress, and he subconsciously knocked on the trigger of the firearm.

Bang!

Wen Kui blocked the projectile with a knife.

Several of his subordinates were armed with short knives, and they rushed forward to stab them to death, and the blood was rushing like a sieve.

(End of chapter)