People often say that the dark night is the breeding ground for evil, but even in the hot sun, maggots that rotting and multiplying and wild dogs can always smell filth and blood.

Sunlight penetrates the thick lead cloud, which is rare today, and falls on the ground of Quishi Town. The whistling sea breeze brings a warm smell to the dust and **** of the color stone mine. The guards of merchant ships and sailors gather at the entrance of the hotel. , In a room upstairs, several businessmen are conspiring together.

Suddenly, the door opened, Lang Shi hurried out clutching his stomach, walked quickly to the public restroom in the corridor, he coughed twice, the innermost partition opened, and a person came out, Lang Shi walked over After explaining something to the man's ear, the man immediately left the bathroom, left the hotel, and went straight to the center of the town.

In the room upstairs, after a brief interruption due to Lang Shi's discomfort, Lombard stood at the window and looked at the door of the hotel, the corners of his mouth quietly raising a sly arc.

Lang Shi came back and the plot continued.

The night came as promised. When the last rays of the afterglow were expelled and darkness completely enveloped the town, the silent hotel door slowly opened, revealing a crowded and depressed crowd behind the door, as if a flame was brewing in silent waiting.

"Everyone, success or failure is tonight. As long as this fire burns, the Thiago caravan will be wiped out." Lombarie's face was hideous.

Everyone agreed with a bang, and then dispersed according to the plan, heading towards the designated location with their respective guards.

"Lang Shi, the two colored stone mines are the most important locations. You and I will each go to one place. When we get there, there will naturally be someone I arrange to take you into the quarry. Hehe, the people from the Thiago caravan will definitely Unexpectedly, the explosives that they sent every month to mine ore would be secretly hidden by my people, and then used to blow up his fleet."

Lang Shi and Lombarie walked side by side. From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at Lombarie's mad and ferocious expression, and his heart was secretly cold. Who would have thought that this guy was preparing this plan when he stepped into Caishi Town for the first time. This is a lunatic.

"You take out the explosives, then we will meet together and go directly to the pier. At that time, the ghosts on the ship will cooperate with us inside and out." Lombarie patted Lang Shi's shoulder and said sinisterly: "Boom, Tia The Go caravan will be completely trapped on this island."

"I understand!" Lang Shi replied in a deep voice.

"It's up to you, you go to the left, I'll go to the right, and bypass the center of the town." Lombarre stretched his finger to the fork on the left, and then disappeared from the street on the right with the two Kabbahs.

Lang Shi looked at Lombarrie's back disappearing into the darkness, turned around and walked towards the left street, the sound of dense footsteps gradually drifted away, 5 minutes later, blurred figures reappeared at the intersection, and Lang Shi stood at the fork. Looking at the empty street on the right with a little coldness in his eyes, he led people to the intersection in the middle, which was the road leading to the center of the town.

At the entrance of the hotel in the center of the town, a piece of Maza was quietly placed at the entrance. Tunas sat on it, and behind him stood the caravan guards who were ready to go. It was dark and hard to see.

"coming!"

Lothar, who stood beside him with his hands in his pockets, trembled slightly, and sure enough, after a while, the sound of small footsteps reached everyone's ears.

Lang Shi's pace quickened, and he almost trotted to Tunas, and then he told Lombarre's plan that he had heard.

When he heard the words "gunpowder" and "blow up", Tunas stood up abruptly, the muscles in his eyebrows stretched out fiercely, and a faint laugh came out of his throat.

Lang Shi wouldn't think that Tunas was really laughing, his back felt cold unconsciously, and he stopped his mouth.

The cold moonlight reflected in his icy eyes, and he spit out stern killing intent, Tunas stared at Lang Shi, the chill in his voice even a fool could tell clearly: "Then, the others who ate the bear heart leopard. Where did the cowardly **** go?"

"Set fire!" Lang Shi said with a shudder: "It is divided into three parts, one part will set fire in the center of the town, attracting the guards in the hostel to fight the fire; the other part will detour from the path on the mountain to the pier. Along the way intercepted sailors sent to put out fires in merchant ships; and at the end there were some..."

There were fine beads of sweat on Lang Shi's forehead. He swallowed and said, "Hiding in the town, waiting for an opportunity, ready to assassinate at any time...Assassination..."

"Assassinate me?" Tunas said for Lang Shi, he patted the other's nervous body, the corners of his mouth widened to reveal his white teeth, then turned his head and said to Losar who was playing with weapons: "Did you hear me? They want to kill me."

The charcoal-like complexion made Lothar seem to hide in the darkness naturally. The weapon in his hand was a hook claw similar to a scorpion's tail, which was also pitch-black in color. There was a fierce and bloodthirsty light in his eyes, like a poisonous scorpion: "A group of businessmen who don't know how to live or die~lightnovelpub.net~ I have long wanted to kill them all."

"I thought it would be useful to keep them, but since they are rushing to die, I can't stop them." Tunas sighed, "Besides, they all know about Alabasta, hehe~ That's true. Not a single one remains."

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If you look down from the sky, you will find that on the bluestone roads and streets in the quiet night, there are some sneaky figures in the usually empty places at this moment, all of them holding torches wrapped in cotton cloth and alcohol. , The sound of bottles and cans colliding with the heavy wooden box in both hands was shaking. Several people had already opened the box and took out the yellow bottle. Suddenly, a pungent smell of kerosene diffused in the air.

"Let it go!"

The liquid was splashed on the ground, on the surrounding walls, and on the flammable objects piled up on both sides of the street. Then, suddenly their movements stopped, and a footstep sounded.

"Stop!" The footsteps didn't stop, the silhouette of the figure was still blurred, and the indifferent voice had already entered their ears: "You need to set fire in another place."

"Who are you?"

Everyone looked vigilantly at the figure walking out of the darkness. It was a sturdy man with a slightly pale, handsome face under his finely shattered hair. Two tall figures followed not far behind the man.

The man was Yaerlin, and behind him were two slaves.

The leader of this arson team was one of the small businessmen. He was staring at Yaerlin. He had never seen this face in his memory. He made a covert gesture to the back, and his sharp blade went out of his body. The voice was very subtle, but it couldn't hide it from Yaerlin's ears. He stopped and said to the crowd with bad eyes, "Lombardier sent me here."