If he wants to cause trouble, he has to wait until he collects information first.
In order to let Maud get the maximum income, Lafayette really worried.
... ... ..
After the turkey group returned to town, they broke up and went to have some fun.
They only gather together when they want to plunder.
Dada returned to his residence weakly.
His savings over the years were gone, which made him feel quite uncomfortable.
"who?"
Suddenly, Dada's eyes narrowed, he pulled out the machete and looked coldly out of the window.
"I have no ill intentions!"
A strong voice came from outside the window.
Although the owner of the voice did not appear, he had his hands raised.
Looking at the gesture that looked like surrender, Dada frowned.
Two minutes later.
Dale sat on the sofa in the room and looked seriously at Dada, who was sitting opposite with his legs crossed.
"Brother Dada, you can't waste your innate talents! As long as you join us, with your ability, you can definitely become the top writer of our newspaper!"
"look into my eyes."
Dada's upper body suddenly moved towards Dale.
Dell was confused but did as he was told, looking intently into Dada's eyes.
Dada then asked: "Are my eyes bright?"
Dale hesitated and said: "Bright, bright."
Dada nodded and said: "Then you are not stupid."
"???"
Dale was confused.
Dada paused and shouted: "Get out!"
Dale was so loud that he almost fell under the sofa.
"Brother Dada, don't get excited."
As he spoke, Dell raised his slightly trembling right hand and straightened his crooked glasses.
"Don't you want to make a lot of money? In fact, the remuneration of our reporters is... incredible!"
"oh?"
When it came to money, Dada reluctantly became interested.
Now he can be said to be penniless.
Seeing Dada's attitude softening, Dale seemed to see hope.
"Besides, don't you admire Maude?"
"so what?"
Dada raised an eyebrow and looked at Dale.
Dell pushed up the frame and said seriously: "Isn't it a happy thing to personally write reports about people you admire?"
This goes straight to the point.
Dada was stunned and subconsciously touched the [How to Survive] in his pocket. Mode's handsome face full of recognition and encouragement suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
He was moved.
At this moment, the door was suddenly violently kicked open.
A group of fierce-looking men filed in, led by Yatali who was wearing scantily clad clothes.
Dada's expression changed, he picked up the long knife and ran towards the window without hesitation.
Click!
The black hand Hobson kicked the glass window and kicked Dada back into the house who was about to jump out of the window to escape.
On the sofa, Dale was so frightened when he saw this scene that he raised his hands high, which was the most skillful movement he had done in half his life.
Fast, powerful and standard!
After indicating that he did not pose any threat, Dell trembled his lips and said: "Brothers and sisters, I am just a thirsty passerby who came in to ask for a drink of water. I don't know this turkey head at all, really!"
"Bang!"
Dale was knocked unconscious by a punch.
"It seems to be a reporter."
The person who broke into the house originally intended to kill Dale.
But after seeing the camera around Dell's neck, he changed his mind.
Chapter 41 Just kill them all
On the shore.
When the sun sets over the western mountains.
Lafayette put on a brand new black gentleman's suit with a white collar.
This gentleman's suit is an exhibition piece of a clothing store in the town. The workmanship and fabrics are top-notch.
When Maude went shopping for clothes with Jaya, she happened to see it when she passed by, so she bought it and gave it to Lafayette.
In order to match Lafayette's size, he specially asked the tailor in the store to change it.
After putting on the new clothes given by Maude, Lafayette disembarked and went to the town alone.
Before the record is full, he must collect information on high-quality prey in the town as soon as possible, as well as reward orders that can provide "face portraits".
"After all, the method of obtaining faces through bounty orders is single, and sketching portraits is too time-consuming. It seems that it is necessary to get an image bug."
Lafayette walked quickly, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
The face image is one of the necessary conditions for writing down your goals.
Compared to obtaining faces through bounty orders or sketches, it is the most trouble-free method to let Mod follow to collect intelligence and then take a look at the target in person.
However, after all, Maud was still too conspicuous and was really not suitable for gathering intelligence.
The only one who can take action is Lafayette.
After entering the town, night fell.
Lights gradually lit up everywhere.
Lafayette walked on the stone road and went straight to the town on the left.
According to the information provided by Dada, there are many intelligence workers in the low-rise buildings in the town on the left.
As a very significant starting island, countless information is flowing here.
There are even people who sell so-called highly secure permanent pointers to a certain island at high prices.
Whether this kind of thing is true or not depends on the beholder and the wise.
Lafayette could easily find the right place just by relying on a few words of verbal description from Dada during the day.
In order to help Maude get more profits, Lafayette dived in and started two days of intelligence work.
time flies.
The night is getting darker.
In a certain alley in the town, two brothers from the Turkey Group were laughing and joking, holding each other's shoulders and walking in the alley.
"Nellie, the Mord Pirates are so strong, burp~~"
"Yeah, I wonder if they still lack people, hehe..."
"Come on, even if Brother Maude and the others are short of a handyman, they won't want a showman like you."
"Get lost! After all, I have a bounty of sixteen million, but... if Brother Maude and the others are short of a handyman, I am willing to go! As for the boss, needless to say, he will definitely be at the front."
Nellie raised his head slightly, with bright stars in his eyes.
"Save it for yourself."
The big brother next to him looked at Nellie with contempt, and suddenly asked: "By the way, how much money do you have over there?"
"Well, about 500,000 Baileys."
"so little?"
"Isn't that enough? What about you?"
"510,000 Baileys."
“…”
"Boss has spent all his savings today. Let's discuss it with the brothers tomorrow morning. Before we find a suitable prey, each of us can use some money to pay for boss's living expenses."
"I am very sure of that."
The two turkey brothers were discussing as they walked, completely unaware of a graceful figure filled with murderous intent standing in front of them.
That figure was the Sausage Hunter Yatali.
"uh-huh."
Atali pursed her red lips slightly and fiddled with two wavy daggers in her hands.
She did not hide her murderous intention, nor did she plan to attack by surprise. She even made a sound to remind the two brothers of the turkey group.
"who?"
Hearing Yatali's moans, the Nelli brothers reacted and finally felt the killing intent from Yatali, and immediately pulled out the long knife hanging on their waists.
"You are... Sausage Hunter Ya... huh?"
Nellie stared at Yatali who was more than ten meters away. Before she could finish speaking, Yatali suddenly disappeared from her field of vision.
Immediately afterwards, a gust of fragrant wind passed by him.
laugh!
Before they could react, a column of blood spurted out from the necks and abdominal cavities of the two Nelli brothers.
"Okay, so fast..."
Intestines flow out of the abdominal cavity.
The two Nellie brothers fell to the ground with their eyes open, the light in their eyes gradually dimmed, and soon they became silent.
Atali stood behind the two corpses, stretched out her tongue and licked the wave knife without leaving any trace of blood.
After pursed her lips and smiled softly, she slowly squatted down and neatly cut off the heads of the two Nellie brothers.
at the same time.
Elsewhere in town.
The three turkey brothers who were scattered for fun also met the black hand Hobson.
"Click."
Hobson used his big hands wearing black leather gloves to easily twist off the head of a turkey brother.
The headless corpse spurted pillars of blood into the sky.
The remaining two turkey brothers were furious and slashed at Hobson from both sides with their swords.
"waste."
His cold gaze passed over the two turkey brothers. Hobson threw away his head and punched the long knife that was coming towards him.