Pirate's Brood Order

Chapter 52

In the corner, Sko’s body gradually cooled, the blood on the floor turned black and solidified, and the air blowing into the room was smelling of blood, and Yarlin and Lombard looked at each other.

“Last time you escaped Thiago’s black hand, you dare to come this time, it must have been planned.” Yarlin asked lightly.

The long narrow glasses behind Lombard’s gold glasses stared at Yallin: “It seems that you know all of them. Indeed, I came here prepared this time. Thiago’s caravan wants my life, why am I not? The same plan.”

“Tell me about your plan.” Yarlin’s fingers touched his hands.

Lombard looked at the black glove on the other’s left hand, touched the frame of the frame lightly, and said in a deep voice, “Set fire to fire.”

“Fire? How big?”

Lombard took a deep breath and spit out the next sentence, as if the air was already filled with fierce smoke: “The fire that flooded the entire Caishi Town.”

“Hiss…” Yarlin twitched at the corner of his mouth, took a breath, and said nothing.

Lombard had a crazy look on his face, and his tone was sinister and vicious: “The entire Caishi Town was built on Tiago. The town has long been regarded as private property by Tiago. Once the fire spreads, Tiago The people of the Ge caravan will definitely fight the fire desperately, because this is saving their own property. Otherwise, once Caishi Town is burned to ruins, it will take at least half a year to rebuild, and the quarry will be paralyzed in the middle. state……”

“And this is unacceptable by the Thiago Chamber of Commerce.” Yallin touched his left eyelid, took a deep look at Lombard, and said sternly: “The residents of this town do not know how many lives will be lost in your fire. Below, they are innocent.”

“Heh~” Lombard’s pupils shrank suddenly, making people think of a viper waking up from hibernation for no reason. His voice was hoarse and cruel: “You are not a gentleman with a small amount, no poison, no husband!”

“bass!”

Yallin drew a cigarette from the box and lit it. The smoke haunted his face. He stood up and looked at the quiet and dark town outside the window, his blue eyes reflecting the silent night.

Faint and deep, no one knows what he is thinking at the moment.

“Go on!”

After a long while, Yarlin ejected the cigarette butt he had smoked half of, and the faint sparks splashed down. He seemed to have seen a sea of ​​flames soaring, with his back facing Lombard, his face was uncertain.

Lombard stared at Yarlin’s deep back, “In the fire and smoke, Tiago’s caravan’s numerical advantage is gone. By then, as long as you find a chance to kill the leader of the caravan, Tunas, as long as the picture Once Nas died, and then burned all the boats of Thiago’s caravan, the remaining people would have to be trapped on this island, killing or plucking them at our disposal.”

“It sounds wonderful, but how do you ensure that there will be no mistakes in the whole process? Will the people in Tiago’s caravan just wait for you to set you on fire?” Yarlin asked.

“At this point, you can rest assured, I understand that the man Tunas, I gave him a bait that he had to bait, and he will perform according to my choreographed repertoire.” Lombard swore.

Yallin was thinking. He didn’t believe that this was Lombard’s entire plan, or that it might be true, but the remaining achievement may not be necessary. The reason is simple. He doesn’t trust Lombard completely, then Lombard would definitely not trust him completely, the other party would definitely leave room for himself and retreat.

Holding the window frame with his left hand, he came over halfway and glanced at Lombard indifferently: “One thing, you are wrong. This colored stone is now the property of our 153 branch. Every resident in this town is Valuable labor, I don’t want to spend a lot of time and end up with a burning ruin.”

“Do you really think so, or hypocritically benevolent?” Lombard thought in his heart, but answered his face: “I understand. I will start setting fires around the town, and there will be fewer people living there.”

“For this reason, our navy will ensure that the pirate regiments in the surrounding waters will not set foot on this island to ensure that your plan can proceed smoothly.” A cold light flashed through the eyes of Yarlin, and he silently added the last sentence in his heart. : “At the same time, make sure that no one can leave the island before the curtain ends.”

The two discussed some more details, and then agreed a time for the action, Lombard left, Yarlin closed the door and walked to Sco’s body.

The heart had already stopped beating, and the cold corpse exuded a faint fishy smell. Yarlin felt a little regretful, and then asked the slave to hide the corpse under the bed with a quilt.

Lying on the bed, there was nothing to say all night. When approaching the wee hours of the next day, Meeks quietly came up and stuffed a note from the crack of the door, which was a message from the Red Skull Pirates.

There is a line written on the paper, to the effect that Thiago Caravan does not intend to borrow the hands of the pirate to eradicate Lombard, but intends to take it out by himself.

Yallin squinted his eyes, then found an oil pen from the room, wrote a line on the back of the note, opened the door and saw the sneaky Mex standing outside, threw the note to him. Faintly said: “Immediately give it to Calci.”

Meeks folded the note and clenched it in his hand, then went downstairs, quietly opened the door of the hostel, and walked towards the opposite street. Soon a figure came out of the secret street to take the note and quickly left the town. , Rushing towards the coast.

The sky gradually lit up, and the hostel woke up from the silence, replaced by the hustle and bustle. The tired merchants seemed to have recovered their spirits after a night of sleep. Lombard’s eyes were dark, and his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. Go downstairs.

“Did you not sleep well last night?” Lang Shi looked at Lombard and asked with some confusion.

“I’ve been at sea for a long time, but I can’t sleep on land.” Lombard put a smile on his face and yawned: “It’s okay, I’ll wake up after washing my face.”

“Well, then we…” Lang Shi looked at Lombard with a vague look and asked in a low voice.

“Well, I have already passed the news in the inner part of Thiagori. We will gather together later and plan.” Lombard patted Lang Shi on the shoulder.

“Neiying has already passed the news? When did it happen?” Lang Shi was shocked. He did not notice that Lombard had left the hotel. He concealed his shock with a “huh”.

“See you later!”

As he passed by, Lombard turned his head and glanced at Lang Shi’s back, with rippling killing intent in his eyes. He turned his head, with false disguise on his face, and walked towards the other merchants. They greeted each other with appreciative eyes, and whispered in whispers.