9.
Metali Point is located on the only way from the southern border to Dongzhou Qingrong Port. It was originally just a wasteland discovered by the expedition team during the "Xi Xia Zhi Tuo" period in order to avoid the hurricane. Now it has been operated for hundreds of years. When it came down, it became a supply station where dragons and snakes mixed together.
In recent years, because Mo Yi couldn't compete to come to Shagui Bay, and saw that there was oil and water to be fished here, he simply sent troops to garrison forcibly, in the name of protecting the peace of the route. However, this place is so high that the emperor is far away. It is said that the route is peaceful, but in fact, as long as you pay enough tolls for the defenders, even if you are a big villain wanted by the Sixteen Islands, you can still run wild here.
In order to conceal its whereabouts, the Black Shark changed the decoration on the bow and the patterns on the sails on the second day. Fang Tinglan raised his head, the sun was shining, he had to squint his eyes to see the slender figure on the mast clearly.
"Can I help?" he asked.
"No need to."
Hailian took down the original black mackerel flag, and re-wound the rope. A white flag was unfurled on the top of the mainmast with the wind, and a skull with horns smiled ferociously in mid-air. He landed back on the observation deck and greeted the sailors, and then jumped straight off the three-person-high platform, and when he landed, he was steady and light, like some kind of vigorous beast.
"As expected of the number one assassin." Fang Tinglan couldn't help applauding.
Is the first any good thing? Hai Lian couldn't help but want to answer him like this, but he still held back, ignored the other party's flattery, and said directly, "Tomorrow night, I will go to the corner of Metalli, and I will rest there overnight before leaving."
"Okay." Fang Tinglan responded, "What do you want to supply?"
"It's just a normal supply." Hai Lian looked at the other party while talking. Fang Tinglan changed into a sailor's costume, but the man is tall and straight, even with loose old clothes, he can look like a tree facing the wind. He couldn't help frowning, "You don't look like a sailor, but rather a nobleman who sneaked out."
"I did sneak out to meet you." Fang Tinglan said with a smile.
If Hai Lian used to be, his ears would turn red when he heard this sentence, but now facing such a smiling face, the young man only frowned even tighter. Hai Lian moved his lips, but didn't say anything. He turned his head and told the sailors to clean up the barrel. Fang Tinglan was not discouraged, and still followed behind him step by step—anyway, it was Hailian who ordered him not to leave an inch, so he naturally obeyed.
After changing the camouflage, the Black Shark continued to sail straight along the ocean current, and unexpectedly arrived at Cape Metairie a few hours earlier than expected. The first mate Taita called the sailors to stop the ship and dock, and each of them gave them a handful of money to let them have some fun, while he himself went to prepare the next supplies. Before Hai Lian got off the boat, he changed his clothes. Seeing that Fang Tinglan was empty-handed, he simply threw a short firecracker at him: "Take it."
Fang Tinglan lowered his head and glanced at the silver stamp on the butt of the gun—Bei Mohuo's family, which is the same model as his usual firecracker, "You're so relieved to give me the weapon?"
"Why don't you worry?" Hailian asked back.
Fang Tinglan was speechless. His little friend is always on guard against him in some aspects, but he is extremely confident that he is never on guard against any sudden attack on him. Fang Tinglan doesn't know whether he should be helpless or happy. He saw that Hai Lian was also holding a firecracker in his back, and placed it side by side with the clear water steel dagger. The assassin was equipped with a lot of equipment, but he was not as ostentatious as many captains. All the noise was removed by him, and the loose single shirt was tightly fastened by the black leather belt, which made people wonder if the skin under the thin shirt would leave light red strangle marks...
"What are you looking at?" Hailian glared at him.
"It's nothing." Fang Tinglan looked away with a calm face, "I just want to remind you that you forgot to bring the magazine."
The pier was busy in the afternoon, and there were all kinds of people coming and going. The two of them from Dongzhou walked in it without being awkward. Hailian and Fang Tinglan walked through the crowd and went straight to the tavern at the pier.
There were not many people in the tavern, and the guests gathered together in twos and threes to enjoy the rare leisure time in the turmoil. Even the prostitutes were too lazy to solicit business, and yawned by the door frame. A girl recognized Hai Lian and greeted him with a smile. Hai Lian nodded to her and found a table in the room to sit down. When the bartender brought the wine, Hai Lian stopped him and handed him a Silver coins in the past: "Is there any news recently?"
The bartender naturally recognized Hailian's face, he smiled courteously and said, "What news do you want to know?"
"Of course I asked if there was any news outside during this time."
"News?" The bartender shook his head, "There's not much news recently, the only thing everyone talked about a lot was the battle between Da Chuan and Mo Yi near Jingluo Island a few months ago, which made the southern border go to Muzheng Port in the west land The flight line is blocked." The bartender said that the matter moved forward and lowered his voice, "But some people guess that Nan Hongfang's family is behind."
Hai Lian knew about the war between Da Chuan and Mo Yi, and it was also recorded in Faluko's intelligence database, but it didn't mention that Nan Hong would actually intervene in it. Hai Lian couldn't help but glance at Fang Tinglan, but continued to ask the bartender, "Why do you say that?"
"Because I heard from the group of Dongzhou Bolang merchants who were too drunk, it seems that Nanhong persuaded Mo Yi to fight, and the ammunition was also provided by Nanhong! What's more, if you want to go to Muzheng Port with such a letter If you can take a detour and take the Dongtianli Line, it is Nanhong’s territory, and the tolls alone can cut people’s skins,” the bartender sighed, “That Lord Zhenhai is really powerful, and after a while After making friends with Tisu, Mo Yi was brought in after a while, and it took only a few years to get Nan Hong out of the field. No wonder those Dongzhou guys said that even the emperor now wants to see Fang Tinglan. His face!"
Hai Lian took another look at a certain servant beside him, who raised his wine glass to him with an innocent expression, and took a sip with a smile.
"So, because of the war, there's not much work to do at sea recently."
"That's right," the bartender pouted towards the corner, "Didn't you see a lot of boats parked on the pier? Many boats haven't opened for months."
"If I say I have a big business here, how many people can you help me find?" Hai Lian asked bluntly.
"How big is it?"
"One ship can get two thousand gold coins."
The bartender exclaimed, "This business is too big! Where did you get the news?"
"Of course I have my channel," Hai Lian said.
"When do you want someone?"
"Within five days." Hailian said, "When the time comes, I will say that Shang Hailian entrusted them to go directly to Rochester Island. I will wait for them in the south of Rochester Island."
"Are you going to—" the bartender was even more surprised, he quickly glanced around to see if there were Mo Yiren, "Is Ti Su going to fight Mo Yi?"
"Of course not." Hai Lian chuckled, and passed three more gold coins from his bosom, "I need seven to ten ships' manpower, you just need to tell me if I can find someone, preferably a skilled man."
There is no entrustment that cannot be negotiated with gold, the bartender's hesitant expression suddenly changed, his round dark face immediately burst into laughter, he didn't even look at the storefront, and ran out in a hurry.