Ma Long trusted his staff member very much. After Nathan explained the benefits of killing Dane thoroughly, he also felt that this was a good choice.
He didn't consider that he couldn't kill Dane, but the trouble was how to maximize the deterrent effect, how to show the toughest attitude to warn those vacillating idiots in Shawan Harbor.
"If that's the case, you must kill that guy Dane in public. The assassination and poisoning in secret will not achieve the best results." Nathan said, "Boch's death was miserable, if If Dane can't die so badly, the effect will be greatly reduced."
Ma Long raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then what is your suggestion?"
Nathan said: "Let Magno go, he is very suitable for this kind of thing, tell him, he can play whatever he wants."
Ma Long imagined the scene of Magno dispatching, and a big smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Good idea, let Magno go, let Diama lead the team, just kill Dane, don't make too much trouble." When something big is coming, especially watch out, don’t let Magono go crazy.”
Nathan bowed and said, "As you wish, my lord general."
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It's always nice to have a drink, especially if someone is paying for it.
When the horror mercenaries were on Comilla Island, they didn't have that much opportunity to open their bellies and drink wine. These mercenaries who have been licking blood on the knife edge all year round can be counted as some desperadoes. Without good wine and women to enjoy, who would like to live in precarity every day
Having no alcohol to drink on the island has always been one of the complaints of the mercenaries. Dane also knew that he had treated his brothers somewhat badly on this point. In the future, the situation will definitely get better, especially when the winery of Ulrika's Puduro wine has finished products, in addition to being used as trade goods, it can also be supplied to mercenaries to drink. This kind of fine wine is a rare enjoyment. If it is on the mainland, it will cost a lot of money to buy a bottle, but with the winery, the output of Pu Duo Luo wine will reach a very satisfactory level. At that time, everyone You have to enjoy it.
But today, when someone is treating guests, Dane doesn't mind letting his soldiers indulge, it's no big deal. Dane wasn't a big drinker himself, but he was a drinker. Today there is such an opportunity to let him open his stomach and drink wildly, especially after a hearty battle, it is quite happy.
The Mermaid and the Fish Tavern has been booked by Emre. Thirty sword dancers, a dozen Horror mercenaries, and forty or fifty soldiers from the security team under Emre, are eating the food provided by the tavern. Delicious food, with ale and wine in hand, occasionally harassing the maids who are shuttling in the venue, a few or two jokes or pats on the buttocks to get addicted, and accompanied by the cheerful music played by the musicians standing in the corridor on the second floor of the tavern , twisting their bodies happily, dancing ugly but passionate dances, everyone fell into joy.
"Come, come! Have another drink!" Dane stood on the table with a flushed face, raised the wine glass in his hand high, laughed heartily, poured all the strong wine in the entire fist-sized wine glass All the wine was drank in one gulp. The strong alcohol, from the throat to the esophagus to the stomach, is like a fire spreading downward and burning.
"Hi..." He let out a long belch, and Dane looked at the men applauding below, and said, "Haha, I'm done drinking, hurry up! Anyone who doesn't drink is a bitch! Idiot!"
"Hahaha!" Emre laughed, and also stood on another table, yelling at Dane: "I can't beat you in a fight, but it's my turn to drink, so I won't be cowardly! Everyone It is said that I, Emre, is the top drinker in Rotten Wolf Town, Dane, don't seek your own death!"
Dane looked at him contemptuously, and said: "What comes out of your mouth is nonsense, and what you drink is your ability! Don't brag about me! Noah, pour me a glass, I want to see , our Captain Emre, what can you do to get me down!"
"Okay!" Among the people present, Noah might be the youngest—not yet sixteen! But this little guy seems to be very popular with Dane, and this time he sailed to Shawan Port, and specially brought him with him.
Holding the poured wine glass, Dane and Emre, who were standing on the table, looked at each other from a distance, exchanged another round of cruel words, and then planned to drink down the wine in their hands. But at this moment, the two—no, everyone in the Beauty and Fish Tavern felt their feet tremble, and even the whole room trembled. Emre, who was about to pour the wine into his own mouth, lost his footing and almost fell off the table. The wine splashed all over his face.
Emre, who was in a panic, cursed: "What the hell? Did an earthquake happen?"
Dane didn't speak, his face suddenly became serious, not at all drunk like when he was drinking just now.
He was not drunk in the first place, because he drank happily with his friends before, so he could indulge, but not now, because when the whole tavern shook just now, he felt a very powerful aura from outside the tavern—exclusive to Warrior breath.
The shock came again. This time, it wasn't just the ground and the room that shook. The door of the tavern, which was originally closed, became distorted as if it had been hit by a battering ram.
Of course, the gate of the Mermaid and the Fish Tavern is not as strong as the gate of the town. But the two gates made of thick solid wood, and the gate locked from the inside by a thick solid door bar, are by no means so easy to break through, unless the outside is really a siege ram car.
However, just when such an idea had just arisen in the hearts of everyone, with a loud bang, the seemingly solid door of the tavern was directly blasted out, and the two security team members who were closest to the door were blown away. The soldier was crushed to death on the spot.
What smashed the gate was not the crash car they thought, but a fist, a fist as big as a table.
Looking out from the door opening, no one can clearly see the full body of the fist owner, because his body is really too big, and the two-meter-high tavern door has not yet reached his chest.
Such a huge body represents its infinite power.
But just a glance from inside the door, Dane basically recognized what this huge monster was.
"Mammoth man... Damn it, how could this kind of thing appear in Shawan Harbor?!" Dane's face had become extremely serious. It was obvious that the visitor was not kind, but such an enemy is really not easy to deal with. object.
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Horse eggs... overslept...