Fox of France

"Captain, I didn't see that the Irish are really rich! One by one can knock out so many." A military policeman said to the military police captain. He said, looking at Jarvis and the others with slanted eyes.

"That's it, this is enough for all of us in the village to eat out." Another military policeman also licked his lips with his tongue.

"Huck, you are really worthless." The captain of the military police said, "Think about it, those guys can be blackmailed by us, they can come out fifteen or six pounds, and they are still gold coins. What does this mean?"

While talking, the captain of the military police took out a one-pound gold coin and threw it in the air. The gold coin rolled up in the air, and then fell down again. A ray of sunlight passing through the hole in the sail just shone on the unrolled gold coin, making it shining brightly.

A pound gold coin of this era weighs about eight grams. Of course, considering the purity, real gold is about a little more than seven grams. For the average worker, his monthly income is only about three pounds. If it is a female worker, one month’s income may not even have two pounds, and if it is a child labor, it may only have one pound. Of course, the income of the military police is higher, and the weekly military pay is one pound. If the combat subsidy is added, the weekly military pay is 1.5 pounds. In this way, six pounds a month-this is already regarded as middle-class income.

Of course, this is only theoretical income, because the economic situation is not good, even the authentic British army is now beginning to owe military payments.

"Explain what?" Huck didn't understand what the captain meant.

"Did you know? The Duke of Norfolk raised a golden retriever." The captain didn't know what was going on, and talked about an irrelevant thing. "I saw him take this dog out to hunt, and he killed it. A wild duck, and then the dog ran to help him pick the wild duck back. The dog was docile and beautiful. It was better than Robson's stupid dog that chased after a cat. "

Talking about Robson's stupid dog, several people laughed.

"Later I went to a friend of mine in a pet shop in London. There, I saw a dog that was almost exactly the same. I was curious for a while and asked my friend the price of this dog. Guess, this is the case. How much does a hound cost?" the captain asked.

"How much?" Huck said.

"you guess!"

"Fifty pounds? Captain Smith, am I right?" said another military policeman.

"You guys who have never seen the world!" Captain Smith said, "The selling price alone is about 450 pounds, plus the professional training costs, and it costs about two hundred pounds. Hehe, a lot of money. Money, right? But for the rich, it's just money to buy a dog. Think about it again, these guys can spend fifteen or six pounds at will. What does this mean?"

"Ah, Captain, I understand!" A military police suddenly realized. After speaking, he suddenly realized whether his voice was a little too loud, and quickly lowered his voice, and covered his mouth with his hand, while slanting his eyes and glanced at Jarvis and the others.

"Captain!" He lowered his voice, "You mean these guys are very rich, so they don't care about the money?"

"Leonard, you finally got a little better." Captain Smith also lowered his voice.

"But they have all their money with them?" Leonard asked again.

"Who knows this." Captain Smith said, "but look at that guy, did you see his belt? His belt is very thick and it sinks outside the waist. There is probably a problem there. Look at him, in the sea. It got so wet. The guy took off his shirt and spread it aside, but didn’t take off his pants. That was to prevent us from seeing the problem with the belt. You are looking at that guy. The shirt and pants are all taken off, but a pair of leather shoes is not Ken. Look at his walking posture, there are probably problems with his shoes. And..."

As Captain Smith pointed out the wrong places one by one, everyone's eyes turned yellow, as if countless gold coins were shining inside.

"Captain, or we..." the other military police said in a low voice. His voice was as deep as a hyena sobbing in the middle of the night, and his eyes flashed with a snatching light.

"Yes, anyway, we are all on board, and no one knows that they got on our boat."

"The crew knows." Someone said.

"Just give them a hush money, who wants to cause trouble for a few Irish people?"

The more they said, the lower their voices became, and the light in their eyes became more and more fierce.

But Jarvis didn't notice all of this. He took off his wet shirt and spread it on a wooden barrel, waiting for the sun and sea breeze to dry it. His pants were also wet, but considering that taking off the pants might make people notice the secret in his belt, he had to continue wearing wet pants. Fortunately, the gold coins in the belt are not afraid of being soaked in water, and the land deeds of the real estate in the belt are also wrapped in oil paper produced from the Rhine Alliance, which is also waterproof.

Wet trousers are naturally uncomfortable to wear, but they are far away from the war in Ireland, and finally boarded the boat bound for spring... Ah, it was a ship bound for Britain, but Jarvis was full of happiness in his heart. There is money in his belt, a full 10 kilograms of gold coins, and several properties.

"When you arrive in Britain, you can live a good life with peace of mind." Jarvis thought so, only that the sky was so blue, the sun was so warm, the sea breeze was so gentle... So he remembered that he was in Britain again. The house I bought.

"I have a house, facing the sea, with spring flowers blooming..." The happiness in Jarvis's heart was about to overflow, and he almost wanted to cheer, tell him the happy lightning, and tell everyone.

Like Jarvis, the other "hardcore beloved" are also immersed in the happiness after the catastrophe, and they are all looking forward to a happy life in the future. They are also like Jarvis. They exchanged a lot of money with the blood of their compatriots, much more than that of Judas Iscariot. Similarly, the real estate they bought in Britain with this money was also greater than that of the Canarians. The blood field in Judas is much larger.

Now these guys are lazily basking in the sun on the deck, blowing the sea breeze, but they don't even hear, the blood is calling out ominous calls from their gold.

While Jarvis and the others were looking forward to the future, the military police on the ship were also communicating with each other. This boat is not big, and now there are a dozen sailors, more than 30 military policemen, and eight "hard-core cultists" on it, all packed.

Soon the gendarmes all learned that these "hardcore rapists" were all big fat sheep. The gendarmes discussed it and all felt that this was God's care for them. As the saying goes, "What God gives you, don't refuse." Once you reject the goodwill of God, it is possible, no, there will be bad results. So everyone's opinions were quickly unified. Then the sailors also joined in, and they also expressed their willingness to accept God's favor.

Therefore, having religious belief is really a great thing. Because no matter what you do, you can put the blame on the gods.

"Captain, let's do it!" Leonard was impatient, so he always said that.

"Don't worry, they can't run anyway." Captain Smith said, "But their belongings must be carried with them. They are all on the deck. If we do this directly, they jumped into the sea. If we didn't get it. Isn’t that a loss? So we have to find a way to get them all down into the cabin, and then we can kill them in the cabin to ensure that we get the money!”

"We only allowed them to be on the deck, but now let them come down. They have money on them, and most of them will be suspicious." Captain Zilinges said, "It's better to say that the boat is leaking and I need everyone's help, and then you can take it along. Take them off the boat. Then control them, get the money, and then dispose of them."

This proposal received unanimous support from everyone, so the matter was settled. In the afternoon, the sun had already deflected to the west, and the ships in the retreating fleet were faster than the old ship, so at this time, there was only this lone ship on the vast sea.

By this time, Jarvis's clothes and pants were already dry. It's just a piece of salt flower on the white flower, which is not too comfortable to wear. However, this is nothing compared to the upcoming happiness.

At this moment, a sweaty military police came up from below the deck, barely exposed half of his body, and shouted. All come down, all come down to help... This broken ship is leaking! Damn, come down and help, and you **** Irish people! Get out of here!

Since it was Taijun's order ~www.novelmtl.com~, of course the "hardcore rapists" must obey. Several "hardcore rapists" didn't suspect him, so they all entered the cabin. Compared to the outside, the inside of the cabin is quite dark, and people who have just gotten off can hardly see anything.

In the darkness, one hand grabbed Jarvis's wrist. Jarvis thought the man was worried that he would fall, so he reached out and held him. Therefore, although the other party may not be able to see clearly in the dark, he still showed a smile to others and said thank you.

However, the man didn't care about that set, grabbed his hand and twisted his hand to his back. The other person also threw out, twisted his other hand, and then both of them used force to press him to the ground.

"Sir, sir, I am my own, my own!" Jarvis shouted with a fluke. But the person holding him ignored him, and stretched his hands over, reached his waist, untied his belt, and then drew the belt out.

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