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The wind stirred the glass, howling and sobbing through the gap in the window.

This is dawn on July 21.

It rained all night last night. Although the thunderstorm ended as soon as Lorraine expected, the manic wind did not decrease.

The south wind of more than 7 knots roared unscrupulously on the island, shielding the light and taking away the heat, creating such a summer morning without the summer heat.

The morning exercise was forced to stop.

The people in the villa gathered together to drink tea and chat, and laughter and laughter were heard at eight o'clock.

The fourth session of the 25th Sanctuary Villa Auction, and the list of lots on the morning of the 21st came as scheduled, and the manager of the old acquaintance Vomer Taylor who came to give away the mask yesterday was responsible for sending the list.

Karen, who is most acquainted with Tylen, will not let us go out: "Manager Tyron, is your chamber understaffed? Why is it so trivial to send the directory..."

"No secret words, Director Scott. Although Drake missed yesterday's midday, he swept the stage in the morning and night. Other guests may never know this, but Morgan has already promoted his morals. Lake's rating. You are the distinguished guests among the distinguished guests and deserve special treatment."

"It's a pity that special treatment does not allow our chairman to spend more money."

"Do your best and obey the fate."

The two men laughed and laughed in the hallway. Tyron suddenly asked: "Today's morning session there are precious lots tailored for President Drake. Director Scott, is the President here? "

Tailor-made lots...

Tyronn was quickly taken into Lorraine's study, and sat on the sofa, looking expectantly as Lorraine opened the list.

[Lot No. 12, the carbon line line drawing group painting "Xiang Hai", painted by French painter Ibias Renisho].

Lorraine's eyes condensed suddenly.

"Mr. Tyronn, you said before that there are lots tailored for me in this one, I don't know..."

"Ah? Is it too inconspicuous?" Tyron was stunned, holding the teacup, "That... Lot 3..."

"Number 3?" Lorraine pulled out his eyes from the design of the Fury, and moved to Lot 3 with difficulty.

[Lot No. 3, the arm blade of the legendary Assassin Altaïr Ibn Lahad]

The list describes in detail the history and craftsmanship of the arm blade, highlighting the assassinations of Assassin and the Kingdom of Jerusalem and its alchemical characteristics. Although most of them are "guess" and "legends", excellent copywriting does make people want to buy. The big increase is worthy of its starting price of 5,000 pounds.

Of course, what makes Lorraine more happy is the heart expressed by the Morgan Chamber of Commerce.

They did not know that Lorraine had joined the competition for the Fury, so they took pains to arrange the arm blade to appear on the scene, in case Lorraine missed the auction.

The Morgan Chamber of Commerce does not know, and other bidders are even less likely to know. The Drake Chamber of Commerce successfully disguised itself as a bystander in this money war, and other opponents would not pay attention to him in advance, let alone make any defense against him.

This is very important.

In order to achieve this effect, the British Admiralty sent another gentleman as a bait to attract firepower. Mr. Selly, an arms dealer in Plymouth, has a capital contribution limit of about 120,000 pounds, and his strength is among all nine competitors. Ranked in the middle.

On the other hand, the rumors act hosted by Seager began to promote Lorraine's interest in arm blades in Boston.

Drake slaughtered the Quartet in yesterday's auction, and it seemed that he would not be well known. In fact, since Lorraine can find Pier 21 from Box 18, it is impossible for others to find it harder.

The perfect start...

Lorraine smiled and put down the list: "It really is a lot tailored for me, Mr. Tyron, Drake must be there for the early auction."

"Then all Morgans are waiting for the visit of the guild leader at the Asylum Villa..."

...

At the same time, the Cape of Middle Rust.

The Cape of Middle Rust is a cliff and rocky beach in the westernmost part of Middle Rust, far away from the southeast beach where the population is settled. It is inaccessible and has no decent scenery.

Lorraine's hard-to-find trio gathered here.

Cotton Jack's last mark on the sea icon, one finger poke the label on the middle picture.

"The whole plan is like this. I know that coordination is like a joke to pirates. You don't trust me, and I don't trust you either."

He said viciously.

"But Bai Zhi is very powerful and is no longer an enemy that can be hunted by the power of a family. The entire pirate world is sacrificing for today's situation. Instead, what we have to do is the simplest thing, that is, trust! Trust the situation they created for us. , And trust each other as reliable partners!"

"They created the situation? It's just hiding in the dark and spreading information. What exactly did they create?" Henry the hound sneered, "The era of cowards is over! Since they have been scared by Bai Zhi, this time we Just get rid of Bai Zhi and get another big vote by the way!"

Bonnet looked at the chart in silence.

"How to divide the benefits." He asked Cotton Jack, "It's good to be able to kill Lorraine, but the money, goods, and people looted are concentrated in your fleet. How do we ensure that you don't hide it privately?"

"I can tell God..."

"Baizhi is the first goal!" Henry the hound interrupted Jack Cotton's explanation angrily. "Boy, Cotton doesn't play tricks! It's you, do you want to find an excuse to quit?"

"The strangest thing about this cooperation is that you never talk about benefits~lightnovelpub.net~ I don’t think how much you trust each other, but you don’t trust each other but are so at ease before the sky-high profits. That’s why I formed a dark alliance."

"The self-righteous kid... Who on earth went to the island without authorization to take pictures of broken shields! If it weren't for someone to tell the news, you would have ruined the whole plan!"

Bonnet snorted: "Even if I'm found, I'm confident enough to get out. It's your Mad Dog. After yesterday's thunderstorm, can your fleet hidden in the reef belt still be up to your job?"

"This is my business!"

"Every link of this cooperation is very important. There is nothing for you, only ours!" Bonnet looked at Henry coldly. People who can't persuade me are giving their lives to fight!"

"Then what do you want? A mere candidate, do you want to replace it?"

"I only need a plan, a feasible plan!"

"you……"

"Hound!" Cotton Jack finally said. He slowly rolled up the chart and put it in his arms. "The Vikings and hounds' cronies assisted in the seizure and count on my ship. This is the reason why he can trust me, but we have no secret alliance."

"In my eyes, the benefits this time are incidental, and the risks and consequences are incidental. Just killing Bai Zhi is the only main thing."

"If you have doubts about the distribution of benefits, send your cronies on my ship and do your job well. Is that okay?"

"As long as the price is right, you can always trust the Viking, Mr. Admiral."

Cotton Jack gritted his teeth: "Since everyone has reached a consensus... I announce, hunt, start!"

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