Above the gloomy sea, seven large masted merchant ships crossed the strait, and the flag of the pale blue crystal moon swayed in the air, which was the symbol of the Thiago Chamber of Commerce.

The fleet of the Thiago Chamber of Commerce set off from the first half of the great waterway, sailed day and night on the sea for more than half a month, and arrived at a corner of the East China Sea.

The ship turned, there were ripples on the sea, the huge masts turned, and the fleet spread out horizontally, revealing some shabby small merchant ships that followed.

There are not many small merchant ships, and they follow the Thiago merchant ship in the distance, like a group of hyenas behind the lions.

On Thiago's main ship, there was a reclining chair on the spacious and smooth deck, and a thin man was lying on it. The oncoming sea wind blew the fine black hair on his head, revealing a pair of long and narrow eyes. The crow's feet drooping and the fine drooping, coupled with the protruding cheekbones of the high forehead, made his dark pupils seem to be covered by shadows, as dark and gloomy as the silent sea in front of him.

Tunas, the leader of Thiago's ocean-going caravan in the East China Sea.

"The noses of that group of hyenas are really smart. They can find a way to keep up every time. It's really bad luck." The black-skinned, arrogant man complained with a strange hook in his hand.

He is Turnas' deputy and bodyguard, the Black Scorpion Lothar.

"Not all businessmen have the courage to cross the sea, especially those guys behind a broken ship. They are a group of hyenas who have blocked their lives." Tunas shook the red wine glass in his hand and said sullenly: "Don't underestimate them, although until now, they are very honest, they only dare to follow the **** of the Thiago Chamber of Commerce, as long as we give away some scraps, they will make a pity. However, once we are injured and show our weakness, they will slaughter them without hesitation, savagely tearing away large pieces of flesh from Thiago's body, and even cruelly tearing us into pieces , divide and eat."

"In that case, why didn't we kill them?" Black Scorpion Lothar asked with raised eyebrows.

"No, no, that's too low-level. Businessmen chasing interests are like mad dogs looking for food. Kill them, and there will be another batch. Killing is not clean." The wine stains made his thin lips look as red as blood: "The correct way is to put them under your eyelids, throw some bones from time to time and let them go crazy and fight to the death, and we just need to Look at it coldly, to judge who is the most unstable guy in it, and then find an opportunity to send him to accompany the sea, and then give a little charity, you can let the rest of the guys settle down and understand who will be tied The owner of the leash."

He got up and looked at the scattered merchant ships on the sea in the distance, his gloomy eyes gradually focused on a black-red masted ship near the north.

The black-red texture of the bottom plate and the sharp and long exaggerated shape make the 25-meter-long hull look like a black sea shark, with its sharp fins slicing across the sea.

The sailor in the short vest on the boat controlled the galley and mast, following the instructions of a young man with a velvet beard and gold spectacles: "Don't get too close, too close will cause Thiago The Chamber of Commerce is bored, we will keep this distance."

The young man was about 25 years old. The lines on his face were cold and hard, and the camouflage of the gold spectacles frame could not hide the man's eagle-like sharp eyes, which were a pair of ambitious eyes.

There is never a shortage of ambitious people in the sea, and Lombarie is a particularly radical among them. He comes from a small country in the East China Sea. He runs a winery and workshop business in his family. The closure was closed, and his father became depressed and soon left.

After the funeral, he did not hesitate to package the winery and the land for auction at a low price. It can be said that he bought a ship with all his wealth, and after recruiting a few sailors, he dared to set sail and go to sea to beg for food.

With his extraordinary daring and smart mind, he even escaped from the pirates several times. Lombarie accumulated some wealth, but he did not change his gambling nature. He used all his wealth to transform his Clippers. , arming his own sailors, and then he did not know where to find the news, and with his own clippers, he dared to plunge into the group of unfamiliar small businessmen. After a few times, he was accepted smoothly. Picked up food behind the Thiago Chamber of Commerce.

However, Lombarre is different from those merchant ships who pick up scraps. His ambitions are far more than that. Although he disguises himself well, he can't hide it from Tunas.

A hungry wolf was mixed into a group of greedy hyenas. They were all cold-blooded beasts, but the wolf never begged for food. .

"We've run behind the **** ~lightnovelpub.net~ three times, tell me, do you remember the route?" Lombarrie asked the navigator, who was holding a telescope and a compass needle in his hand.

Unlike the fickle magnetic and climatic environment of the Great Waterway, the East China Sea is relatively calm, but it also means that the recording pointer fails. The advantage is that you don’t have to worry about unpredictable storms. Draw little by little on the chart.

There are no so-called road signs on the sea, especially for relatively long routes, which are far from being able to be accurately drawn after one or two runs.

"I've already drawn most of it, but I'm afraid I can't do it if I want an accurate route. Our three routes are not exactly the same. The first half was fine. The more chaotic the chart is." The navigator held the pen in his hand and struggled with the words. The first two times he was not sure what the problem was, but this was the third time, and he had doubts in his heart. "Thiago's merchant ship is deliberately leading us in circles."

"Haha~" Lombarrie sneered, and didn't seem to feel strange. He just mocked lightly: "Tsk tsk, what a Thiago Chamber of Commerce, it's really petty."

"What do you think we should do?"

"Either go a few more times and I can still figure out the real route; or when we return, we leave the route opened by Thiago and we return by ourselves. It is nothing more than spending more time and energy, and I can re-open an established route. The course returns to the Great Channel."

Lombarre pondered for a while, then he took off the frame of his glasses and rubbed his sour eyelids: "It seems that we need to stay in Quarry Town for a while, I'm afraid the Thiago Chamber of Commerce will not be willing... We have to join forces with those Greedy guy."