"You want to take it all!" Cayden said loudly, two old hands slapping on the table.

"Why do you want it all? Just because you went and found this bead? Will you arrange something? Isn't it me who will help in the end!"

Andy and Cosu frowned almost at the same time, and Andy was about to stand up and hold Cayden, only to see Planck wave his hand, and the two of them sat down again, glaring at Cayden.

"Lord Kayden, I don't think you understood one thing. Planck was still smiling, but there was a chill in that smile.

"Do you know there's a ship parked outside the harbor, no?"

Kayden's eyes narrowed: "It's the Leviathan that you took from Noxus, and it is said to be the most powerful warship in the world today......"

"But Planck, you're on land now!"

Planck laughed twice, and pulled the huge pistol from the pouch with his left hand. The pistol spun in the palm of his hand a few times, and suddenly pointed at the sky behind him and fired three shots in a row.

The three projectiles flew very high, and then exploded one after the other, emitting red, blue, and yellow smoke, respectively. Three kinds of smoke mingle into one gray color.

"Listen, I like this one the most. Planck stood up suddenly, facing outside the Black Rose Tavern.

Cayden's guards all raised their muskets when they saw Planck turn around, and they all aimed at Planck. Planck just laughed, but it shook all the guards and soldiers from moving.

Bang!bang......

More than a dozen cannons rang out in succession, all outside the Black Rose Tavern, and the cannonballs themselves were so powerful that they smashed the roofs of the houses outside, followed by a loud explosion. Some shells even hit people, and before they could explode, they were smashed to pieces.

Planck turned, placed the pistol on the table, and grinned toothlessly.

"Got it?"

Cayden looked at Planck's majestic figure, his hands clenched on the table.

The guards outside had all fled, leaving only a table under the ruins of the restaurant opposite, where there were still people eating and drinking. The others were either crying in the streets, or had already run far away.

This is the power of the king of the sea.

"19 points, that's the limit I can accept. I need a little money to get some money after all. Cayden looked at Planck's face and gritted his teeth.

If you give up that little share, the development of the entire route will almost depend on your own financial resources.

"Cillian, what was the number you did yesterday?" Planck asked Cillian behind him.

Cillian hurriedly walked up to Planck and took out a small notebook: "After our calculations, after the passage of the new route, according to the existing percentage of Bilgewater, about 450 golden krakens can be harvested every year......"

Cayden breathed a sigh of relief, the other party was okay according to Bilgewater's percentage of the draw, if he didn't calculate it according to this, he might really lose money.

As for your own income, increase (these two words can't be together) in proportion, squeeze it, there will always be.

"Then we ask for Mr. Cayden to collect 500 gold krakens every year, split them into ten months that can sail a year, and calculate them at a monthly interest rate of 3%......"

Kayden was stunned.

What kind of thing? Not to mention that he has to charge 500 gold kraken, he also takes care of himself to borrow it, so that he has to pay close to 550 gold kraken a year.

That's 550 coins!

You can buy half of the wealth of the Python Islands in a year!

"What are you kidding, this can't be ......" Cayden was about to shout when he stood up, but Planck directly pressed him down.

"Kaiden, if I were you, I would be polite, this is when people are talking about the results of their efforts, do you think it is appropriate to interrupt them?" Planck's face darkened, and the pistol was already on Kayden's forehead.

Kayden swallowed, he didn't say anything when he interrupted him a few times before, and he subconsciously forgot who he was negotiating with.

This one is no ordinary pirate, he is the king of the whole sea, and for some, he is the god of the sea.

"But, I really can't take out so much money, this in itself is killing me!" Cayden's face gradually turned hideous.

If you open up the route yourself, but raise the tax to this point, no one will go to Shadow Island at all. If he doesn't open the route, his wealth will pay Planck's extortion for three or four years at most, and he will go bankrupt.

He was already in a dilemma, and if he knew that this was the case, he would not do business with Planck.

You think you are a collaborator, but you don't expect that in his eyes you are just a big fish that can tear apart a piece of meat and eat it at any time.

"We won't make it too difficult for you either. Planck took out the balls from the box, tossed them in the palm of his hand, and caught them, and caught them.

"This is the artifact of Naga Kaporos, the power of the god of the sea. How could He have allowed us to take out such a treasure?"

"Naga Kapoulos will send all sorts of sea beasts to attack Bilgewater to claim this artifact. Wouldn't it be better to look for an opportunity to increase the tax burden in order to strengthen the coastal defense line at that time?" Planck was a little contemptuous.

"However, if this money is not used to increase the coastal defenses, what if Bilgewater is really destroyed by the sea beasts?

"We've found a solution. Planck drank the wine in front of him again, and Andy tried to pour it but Planck refused.

"All you have to do is find a harpooner or hunter who has hunted the behemoth of the sea and sacrifice it to the sea. The sea beast will automatically retreat, if that's the case, do you think this business can be done?" Planck looked at Cayden with a smile.

Cayden pondered that if that was the case, he might really be able to do the business......

The tavern across from the Black Rose Tavern had been bombed to pieces, only one table was still intact, and a woman walked slowly here, drinking the spirits from the Far North in her hand, and pulling out the gun from the pouch at her waist.

It was a gun with a white barrel and a wooden handle, almost identical in style to Planck's.

The woman's name was Sarah, and her crimson hair and beautiful face were one of the necessary factors for her to be famous in the port.

Sarah pointed her pistol at Planck and raised it slightly, but no bullets were fired and no one from the Black Rose Tavern.

Sarah chuckled softly, not staying here for long.