Pirate's Swamp Fruit

Everything is in order. From the information sent by the Black Snake headquarters, Wilder has learned that the first batch of arms traded has left the Black Snake headquarters.

Five hundred ordinary rifles, thirty small-caliber cannons, ten large-caliber cannons, and countless ammunition.

And these are all from the Black Snake munitions factory, and their performance is much better than that of the general merchandise on the market, whether it is stability, accuracy, or rate of fire, they have all been greatly improved.

Wilder has mentioned this to the trading party, but I don't know whether the other party believes it or not. But thinking about it, few businessmen will believe the nonsense without practice.

Sneering secretly is probably indispensable.

It has been less than half a day since the news was sent, and Wilder went through some things to do next in his mind, so as to keep himself awake and have a clear grasp of the next series of things.

This is what Wilder does every day, because in this way, the probability of making mistakes can be reduced, and the plan can also be modified according to changes in the actual situation.

"What's your name"

After the little girl took a bath and changed her clothes, she seemed like a different person.

She was dressed in a simple white dress, decorated with a few green bamboo leaves, and her long, smooth hair was just draped just below her shoulders, revealing an inherent nobility in the elegance.

The little face with a bit of baby fat is pink and clear, and the eyebrows are delicate. At this time, he looks like a little adult, his cheeks are bulging into two buns, and his little eyebrows are condensed into a ball. He doesn't know what he is thinking.

The only fly in the ointment is that due to long-term hunger, her body is too thin, and even when she is sitting, her ribs are still visible.

After hearing Wilder's question, the little girl came back to her senses, raised her head, showed a bright smile, and said in a crisp voice with a hint of milkiness: "My name is Aisha, Bazin Aisha."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to think of something again, and added in a hurry: "I am five years old this year."

Wilde nodded and said nothing more.

People in this world have always matured prematurely. Five years old is almost equivalent to ten years old in the previous life. In some things, it is far different from the previous life. For example, in terms of eating and drinking, people who suffered from hunger in the previous life cannot overeat. , the consequences are serious and even life-threatening, but there is no such thing in this world. After starving, big fish and meat are the best compensation for the hungry.

So, looking at the bread and milk that were still intact on the table, Wilder decided to give her a meal to compensate her for "saving" his life.

Of course, the main reason was that it was meal time, and Wilder didn't want to wrong himself to sit with a kid and eat bread and milk.

He remembered that there was a good restaurant on the street, but he hadn't eaten in it. The reason why he knew it was good was because the chattering crew member told him, thinking about it, people who received money and benefited would not talk nonsense.

Intentionally or inadvertently, little Aisha, who followed Wilder onto the street, put her little hand into Wilder's big hand.

Then, he lowered his head and looked left and right, but did not dare to raise his head to look at Wilder.

Wilder glanced coldly, looked away, and said nothing.

Just think of it as being led by a little kid.

The local cuisine is the most important thing to eat, followed by elegance and quietness. This is a standard that cannot be forced, at least, for Wilder.

A restaurant named Pinhai is probably at the farthest point of the street. It is built by the sea. Because it is not a pier, there are reefs under the sea, so there are no ships docked here. The back of the restaurant faces the sea. , with walls made of glass, you can enjoy the distant sea view at any time while dining.

The most comfortable thing is that you can also go fishing, or move a beach lounge chair, and comfortably bask in the sun for half a day on the corridor outside the glass wall or on the small square paved with wooden boards.

I don't know if Little Aisha is leading Wilder or Wilder is leading little Aisha. In short, the two stepped on the wooden steps and walked into the restaurant.

Find a corner in seclusion, sit down, and order food.

Little Aisha sat obediently, without yelling loudly, quietly watching Wilde order the meal and hand the menu back to the waiter.

There was a little disappointment on her face, it seemed that she was worried about whether the dishes ordered by her were not to my liking.

Wilder has never compromised on this point. It is great to have a meal, and it would be even better to have a piece of meat. Meat drizzled with wine is simply the best, so ordering one is suitable for children. The set meal is already the greatest mercy, no more is possible.

"What do you want to eat?" Sometimes people are so contradictory. The decision they just made will soon be overturned due to some unknown reasons that even he can't figure out. Wilder feels that he is still too kind, so kind that he can't even understand it. You have to ask for the opinion of a little brat when it comes to eating a meal, but since you have said so, there is nothing wrong with giving a little favor.

"I want to eat steak, big bones, big meat, stupid lamb legs, fish, and finally a small piece. Really just a small piece of vegetables is enough. Thank you, uncle." Little Aisha's eyes lit up instantly, and she read firmly and quickly. The names of the four foods were mentioned, and the small piece of vegetables at the end was probably ordered for balanced nutrition.

"Uncle, do you have any money? Otherwise I won't order." After shouting, little Aisha suddenly felt sad. She felt that she had just gone too far, and she felt a little guilty.

"All these, including what you just ordered." Wilder turned slightly to the waiter and said.

"Okay, sir, I'll bring it to you right away." The waiter bowed and retreated.

Just as Wilder turned around, he saw a little face with snot and tears streaming down his face. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Although little Aisha was crying, a real smile appeared on her face for the first time.

Yes, Wilder could tell, only this time, her smile wasn't flattering or cautious.

Without saying anything, and not even wanting to hand her a tissue that was close at hand, Wilder turned his head and looked at the sea outside the glass.

The dishes were quickly served, and little Aisha seemed to be a different person, with big bones and big meat in one hand, and a stupid leg of lamb in the other. Her mouth was full of oil after eating, her eyes were golden, and there was a rare seriousness on her little face, and she concentrated on I threw myself into dealing with delicious food.

snack food

Why the only solution to worry is food.

These two sentences suddenly popped out of Wilder's head.

A meal passed in an atmosphere that was neither dead nor lively, and a half-person-high plate had already been piled up on the dining table of the two of them.

"Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah," the phone bug's voice rang. Wilder took out a napkin and wiped his fingers, then reached into his black robe and answered the call.

Baisi's rough voice came: "Boss, the first batch of arms has arrived at its destination, what should we do next?"

"Hidden, you will meet with the other party tomorrow to make a deal, and I will give you his contact information, remember to follow my instructions before." Wilder said lightly.

"Don't worry, boss."

After hanging up the phone, Wilde stared at the sea outside and fell into silence, only those deep eyes flashed an unknown look.

After eating, Wilder thought for a while, everything should not be rushed for a while, so he paid the bill, took little Aisha out of the restaurant, and came to the small square by the sea at the back.

I found a beach chair to lie down, called the waiter, and bought a pair of sunglasses to wear. I was wearing a black robe and black sunglasses, which looked really weird to the people around me.

Let little Aisha run wildly by herself, without looking at her eyes, but clearly aware of everything around her.

"Uncle Crab, don't you want to fish?" Little Aisha was lying on the fence not far away and exclaimed, looking at a big crab hidden in the crevices of the rocks below, her eyes were shining, and after a while, the corner of her mouth He actually started drooling.

After pondering for a moment, he rolled his eyes, turned around and called to Wilder.

"Uncle, do you really not fish?"

"I'm so annoying, I don't want to fish." Wilder closed his eyes and said blankly, the veins on his forehead twitching faintly.

"Oh"

Wilder thought that was it, but after a while

"Uncle, do you want to catch big crabs?"

"No arrest."

Little Aisha stayed at the fence, reluctantly looked away from the big crab, and looked back at Wilder.

"" Wilder couldn't stand it anymore and raised his hand: "Waiter."

"Yes sir, how can I help you?"

"Help me catch that crab, this is your reward." Without raising his head, Wilde said with a large denomination Bailey between his fingers.

"I'm happy to help you." The waiter glanced over there, then looked away, bowed slightly, and took the banknote skillfully.

"Sir, you shouldn't have wasted your money. Those crabs were specially put down by the restaurant. What they need is a big-spending customer like you. Compared with selling crabs, you get paid more for catching crabs. "A magnetic voice came from his ear, Wilder raised his brows slightly, and looked sideways.

It was a middle-aged man, well dressed, with a refined and noble aura. He was lying on a beach chair not far from the other side. Seeing Wilder looking over, he gave him a refined smile.

"It's because I'm too lazy to catch them. If I'd been a little more willing, they wouldn't have gotten the money and lost a crab, but I'd rather be on the deck chair than catch the crabs. I'm enjoying it." While serving, he also worked hard, and he deserves to earn the money.”

The distance between the two people is not that far, but they are not close either. They are about twenty meters apart. It is difficult for ordinary people to hear normal speech clearly, but the other party can hear the conversation.

"That's not it." The elegant man thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"No, this is wrong, because after all, they set a trap for the guests." He shook his head again, "If they don't put crabs down there, then they really deserve the money."

Wilder didn't say anything, and the conversation between the two stopped here.

They looked at each other, then nodded and smiled, and looked away, but the impression of each other was left in their hearts.

During the period, a few people who could be identified as wealthy businessmen and waiters completed a crab-catching transaction. The elegant middle-aged man spared no effort to analyze the key points to those who were "deceived".

Then five minutes later, Wilder witnessed with his own eyes the scene of an elegant middle-aged man being driven away by several waiters, pushing him on his shoulders and swearing at him.

"It's so embarrassing." Wilder grinned and looked away. Obviously, the other party's presence seriously affected the restaurant's income.

The big crab was finally eaten by little Aisha. It was steamed and served with the restaurant's special sauce, which made her cheeks bulge.

“Bah bah bah bah bah bah bah”

The ringing of the phone gradually increased, and Wilder answered the call again. This time it was Ah Xin's voice.

As always, Ah Xin cherishes words like gold, and only has a simple sentence.

"Navy withdrew."

"I see." Wilder's answer was equally simple, and he gave Ah Xin a new mission to investigate where the five countries that the revolutionary army was going to overthrow were, and then hung up the phone.

The navy at the place where the transaction was made would be withdrawn sooner or later, which was not unexpected by Wilder. After hanging up the phone, Wilder's eyes lit up.

It's time to act.

The black robe fluttered, and Wilder left the restaurant with little Aisha, and secretly boarded a ship heading to the trading island.

This time, no one knew what he was doing, even Ah Xin. When everyone thought that he had completely handed over the deal to his subordinates and did not intend to do it himself, Wilder quietly returned to the past. lurked on the island.

Wilder will be completely relieved only when he sees the transaction completed with his own eyes, and at the same time, he can take this opportunity to see the "ability" of his subordinates.

After that, there was a secret waiting. At a certain known time, in the dark night, the transaction began.

Wilder turned into a swamp, and blended into a house covertly. In a dark alley, two groups of people stood facing each other.

One of them was headed by the owner of the Kelon Auction House, followed by a group of about a hundred auction house subordinates, watching Baisi and his group quietly.

Directly opposite, headed by Baisi, there were about forty people in total, each wearing a black cloak and an invisible mask on their face. Except for Baisi's mask with the word "fight" tattooed on it, the rest of them were The masks all have the same character as "ze", which conveys a sense of mystery and oppression.

There were wooden boxes stacked in the middle of more than people, connected by wheels and wooden boards underneath, arranged in a long strip, just enough to fit into the alley, and there was still room to spare.

"Isn't Zeguo coming?" Kelon's boss said with a frown, looking at Baisi with an indifferent look. In fact, he only knew that the people in front of him were the subordinates of the man who called himself Ze Guo, and he didn't know anything else, so he was particularly cautious about this transaction.

The Revolutionary Army had already undertaken the task of investigating Zeguo from the very beginning, but unfortunately, so far, nothing has been gained.

"Are you saying that this transaction is of the highest standard?" Bais' voice was deliberately lowered and said with a hoarse texture.