He Comes From the Void

The three of them were a little surprised by Sarah's direct entry into the topic, and combined with what she had done before, the three realized that she was a hot-tempered chick.

"Actually, opening the venue to your people is a matter of one sentence. As long as you separate the slaughtering dock, everyone will be fine." The three looked at each other, and Lao Chui was the first to say: "After Planck died, his Wealth belongs to everyone, and it is unjustifiable for you to monopolize such a large share."

Sarah didn't sit down, but picked up her share of beer and came behind Old Blow, took off her hat and put it on the leg of his chair.

Such a condescending posture can make her appear more majestic, and she can't show any weakness even in the face of the three biggest gang leaders in Bilgewater.

"What kind of rule is this? I haven't heard of such a rule in Bilgewater. I only know that it's first come, first served, and I survived by strength." Sarah put the glass close to her mouth, pretending to drink In fact, he observed the expressions of the three of them under the cover of the wine glass.

Pitil was sitting upright, the hand that killed Scarlet Blade kept rubbing up and down the wall of the cup, as if he was thinking of other plans.

The taciturn crow was also paying attention to her demeanor, and when she looked over, her eyes met. This idiot likes Blood Planck to abuse people to gain respect from others, but can't learn the essence and makes him look like a tyrannical bastard.

And Lao Chui still had that sloppy look, even when Sarah walked behind him, he didn't turn his head to look at her.

Lao Chui said: "Strength? I only see you squandering Planck's inheritance without restraint. If Planck sees your squandering, he will definitely be heartbroken, and then he will come back to you next time Soul Eclipse Night."

Sarah slandered in her heart, and there was sourness everywhere in her words. A tone of "I can do it if I do it".

"Huh? Didn't you also occupy other places? Planck is really going to come back, everyone don't want to run away."

"But we didn't squander his legacy like you did, you went a little too far, you took things too far, so we had to join forces to boycott you," Pitill said.

Bilgewater has limited resources, and the gang fires in the past were not as fierce as they are now. Most of them are to compare their strength on paper, and if they fight almost, they will stop to decide the winner, and the strong will swallow the weak.

The more ruthless one is to kill the boss of the other party and then directly inherit the manpower and territory of the other party. Only the brutal Planck would kill everyone at sea and then burn the sunken ship.

But Sarah let the fire change its nature, and she kept throwing money into it, as if turning this kind of fire that was ignited to the end into an arms race. Forcing everyone to fill money into this bottomless pit, so they gave up attacking the docks, intending to outwit them.

"Why? Isn't money just for spending? Are you waiting for the return of King Planck and returning his inheritance to him? Humph, are you afraid of a dead person?"

Sarah's words made other people's faces look ugly.

They were indeed afraid of Planck. During the period when Planck was still jumping, they didn't dare to fart, because they were afraid that Planck would find a reason to get rid of themselves.

Sarah is talking about their pain.

"In short, we all feel that the share you took away is too big. It's unreasonable for you, a newly appointed captain, to take away such a large inheritance." In the end, I kept blowing it out to smooth things over: "We are all friends, aren't we? Sarah? As long as you are willing to make some concessions, things will be settled easily."

"Everyone needs to have fun early. You just need to share half of the proceeds and take the Siren off the docks, and we'll open up those entertainment places to you," Peart echoed.

"Hahaha..." Sarah suddenly laughed loudly, and clapped her hands together: "You have to bring your own girls when you go out to a brothel with our people? Just say some stupid things like taking off your pants and farting."

Sarah felt that there was no need for this meeting to continue. These people just treated her like a newcomer and exploited her crazily, and they had no intention of negotiating at all.

"It seems that Captain Doom is not happy, so let's talk about it next time." Petyr put down his glass, got up and was about to leave. Anyway, they are taking the initiative now, and they are not in a hurry.

In fact, he was already prepared to break up badly, and he came here more because of Sarah—he heard that this captain who was born as a bounty hunter was rare and beautiful, and seeing him now, it was worthy of the name.

Being young and handsome is his advantage. If he can get Sarah, he will be able to take the inheritance she snatched as his own.

It's just that it's not easy for him to start here. When he rashly invited Sarah to his house as a guest, the other two captains couldn't help but suspect that they were secretly colluding.

Only by setting a long line can we catch big fish, so he can't be too anxious. After returning home, send a hand letter to Sarah, expressing his willingness to form an alliance in private. One-on-three and two-on-two, as long as this woman is not stupid, she knows how to choose, and then falls into his trap, waiting to be wiped out...

Just when Pitil was daydreaming happily, he suddenly felt that he had been punched on the face. This blow was so powerful that he was caught off guard and directly punched him on the ground.

"Who?" Pitil was frightened and angry, his smug face was disfigured, his nose was bleeding from the punch, and two of his front teeth were broken, and he sprayed it out with one mouthful.

"Pitil, you were too careless, why did you fall like this?" Sarah slapped the table and laughed gloatingly. She had long since disliked this square chin. And Lao Chui, who was two steps away from Pitil, hurried forward to help him up.

"You are..." He could see that it was obviously not a fall. No one would break their nose if they fell backwards, but there was no one in front of them?

"I didn't fall down, someone hit me!" Petel, who lost his face, roared angrily, waving his fists in front of him, but he didn't hit anything.

"But I didn't see any..." Before the old man could finish his words, the crow clutched his stomach and fell down on the red carpet behind him. His facial features were distorted, as if a shell had entered his stomach.

It seems that what Pityl said is true, something got mixed up in the council.

Invisible, it hurts to hit someone...

As soon as Lao Chui came up with such an idea, he was kicked down from behind, and even brought Pitil to the ground again, the pain was so painful that he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Come here! There are murderers attacking us!"

Pitil yelled, and the guard immediately opened the curtain and entered, but he was very confused when he saw that there were still only four people in the conference room, and none of them had any weapons in their hands.

"Where is the murderer?"

"It's here, it's just that we can't see it!" Petyr was very smart, and immediately guessed what was being attacked.

But the guard who hadn't experienced the scene just now felt that the other party was playing him for a fool.