The Black Duke of Pirates

The most important thing is that the pattern of the sand crocodile Krokdal is much larger than that of Doflamingo. Although the temperament is equally extreme, ferocious, and even scumbags, the sand crocodile is not distorted, unlike many. Like Flamingo, he wanted to destroy everything extremely distorted.

Thinking of this, Reinhardt was quite speechless, so he sneered secretly. Since both of them are scumbags, why bother to analyze their personalities so clearly, even if Krokodall’s personality is not distorted, he still does nothing wrong in the end. Where is that **** better than Doflamingo.

"Boy, what are you laughing at?" Klockdal drank his cigar and glanced at him, seemingly dissatisfied with the sneer he had inadvertently revealed.

"I laugh at you, Krokodall's dignified Qiwuhai, and he actually has to personally try to find a place for the failed subordinates." Reinhardt smiled slightly, "Is there no one available?"

Perhaps this guy doesn't have any manpower at all, and the information channels of the world can't come in handy on the Great Sea Route.

In other words, Krokdal, who has been Qiwuhai for many years, is still in a lonely state. You must know that Doflamingo has just become Qiwuhai, and various departments of his family have been constructed.

However, the Baroque Work Agency currently has only one Bowness.

"You are right. My Baroque work agency has not been established for a long time. As you said, there is a shortage of manpower, especially smart manpower." Krokdal replied, and then watched Reinhardt stay silent for a moment: " You are an individual talent. Would you like to join the Baroque Job Club and work for me."

Faced with the olive branch thrown by Krokdal at this time, Reinhardt was not surprised. He believed that whether it was from strength or IQ/structure, it was definitely the kind of talent Krokdal needed urgently, but he knew clearly in his heart. Knowing that Krokdal's upper limit is limited, at this time, if the Four Emperors team strongly invites him to join, he may only consider it.

"Not long ago, Doflamingo tried to invite me to join the Don Quixote family just like you, but I also refused." At this point, Reinhardt smiled and continued: "If you want to join someone else's team, I joined when I was the weakest, and naturally I won't wait until this time."

"What you mean is to refuse." Klockdal seemed to have expected the answer, and was not angry.

Reinhardt shook his head: "It's not a rejection, but I'm more willing to discuss with you as an equal partner, rather than a superior relationship."

What a joke, but Doflamingo’s invitation, and even the invitation of Dorag, the supreme leader of the Revolutionary Army, refused. That is the position of Chief of Staff of the Revolutionary Army. You will definitely be tempted to change to someone else.

"In this sea, it has been a long time since there is a kid who refuses my invitation like you." Krokdahl took a deep sip of his cigar and exhaled a trace of smoke. Seeing Reinhardt's expression, it seemed that the matter was not half-pointed. Possibly, so he slowly said: "If this is the case, then talk about your weapon business."

"My weapon business is all over the North Sea. I used to only cultivate the arms trading market in the dark world of the North Sea. After meeting you, I have new ideas."

"After all, you are a powerful Qiwuhai. Cooperating with you can help me successfully break the arms trade into a great route. And all the guns, artillery, swords, weapons and soldier armors you will need in the future, I can provide you with the whole process, and at the same time satisfy you. Multi-faceted needs, wherever there is war, I am providing you with the basis of weapons, and I can also provide logistics services for the soldiers."

Reinhardt said slowly, and then Krokdahl rallied and thought for a moment. If his plan is to be fully unfolded, a lot of weapons will be needed.

Of course, as Qiwuhai, he also has arms channels on the Great Sea Route, but what he will do in the future must be strictly confidential, especially not to let the navy and even the world government know that the underground world of the Great Sea Route cannot be monitored by the CP department. So Reinhardt, who is relatively weak in front of him, may be a good collaborator.

The most important thing is that this guy is not strong and easy to control.

Krokdahl nodded, agreeing with the suggestion he put forward. After solving this problem, he would be able to peak the power of that country according to the plan he had envisaged in his heart.

"Talk about the details."

The two talked for a long time, and in the end, without giving in to each other, the result was barely acceptable to both parties.

Krokdal will temporarily set up a Baroque work agency branch in the small town of Whiskey Peak, dedicated to secretly trading arms and weapons, while Reinhardt will transport a large number of arms and weapons from the North Sea to this small town for secret trading.

Reinhardt doesn't care about the profit of this transaction. After all, money is not very attractive to him. What he cares about is the opportunity to cooperate with Krokdal, who is in the status of Qiwuhai, because he also wants to take this opportunity to understand ancient weapons. Pluto, what the **** is it, it would be great if he could take over the fruits of his business after Krokdal's failure.

The conversation between the two parties ended, each leaving the phone worm's Nenbo number, and then Reinhardt left the pub.

Klockdahl watched Reinhardt leave, but Bowness next to him asked in a puzzled ~www.NovelMTL.com~Do you really want to kill this kid? The hero White in the hands of this little devil is a huge benefit. "

"Kill? We still have more important things to do. We can't distinguish between priority and secondary." Klockdal shook his head. "The hero white can only make us richer. There are many things in this ocean. Pele can't buy it, especially strength."

Krokdal knew very well that even if he got the agency rights of Hero White, it would be nothing more than a few more money for selling alcohol. It would not promote his plan, but would waste a lot of time, energy and manpower.

He himself lacks manpower, let alone spend energy on it at this time.

From this point of view alone, Krokdal's pattern is bigger than Doflamingo, although he failed earlier.

"This kid is very unusual. Even the proud turkey can persuade him to cooperate. It is very useful." Klockdal continued, "Anyway, let's wait and see."

Bowness nodded. "What should we do now?"

"First take down this small town so that the Baroque Work Club has a foothold. Our goal is in Alabastan."

Crockdale took a sip of wine, then with a big wave of his hand, a wad of banknotes appeared on the broken bar of the middle-aged boss: "Take these Baileys to repair the tavern."

The middle-aged boss shivered in surprise: "No... no more."

"Take it." Klockdal said coldly: "Rebuild the tavern. From now on, this will be the tavern covered by the Baroque Working Society."

After speaking, Krokodall and Bowness walked away.

The middle-aged boss murmured to the Baroque workplace... Krokdal... Qiwuhai.