"Does the guests have any other needs? We can basically buy what you want here, gunpowder, guns, weapons, casinos, famous wine, beauties or slaves..."

While Mo Fei was walking out with a cash box, Seger, who was following him, kept selling him.

There are various entertainment venues on the gold exchange center. People who come here to exchange for a lot of cash can make various consumptions on the spot. One turn will mean that money will be back in the gold exchange center.

There are a few cases like Mo Fei who only enter but not exit.

To be honest, Mo Fei is not completely interested in this person's sales, such as beauties, but in general, he doesn't want to stay in such a messy place for too long.

"It's generally not needed..." As he said this, Mo Fei suddenly stopped and suddenly remembered what he needed.

"By the way, do you have that kind of thing to sell? It's just a hand... I mean a phone bug."

Mo Fei wanted a "mobile phone", but in his impression, this kind of thing has not been popularized in this world, not particularly rare, but not so common.

Moreover, the phone bug is not something like a mobile phone or telephone that requires signal towers and lines to work. It is at least equivalent to an all-weather satellite maritime mobile phone that does not require satellites. Although the signal of the phone bug is strong and weak, it can roughly achieve global communication.

This is a very magical bug.

"Of course there is, do you need a phone bug?" Seger asked.

"Yes." Mo Fei nodded.

So the two sides reached another deal, Mo Fei got a phone bug, and Cecil accepted 500,000 Baileys... equivalent to spending 30,000 yuan to buy a portable global communication phone.

To be honest, the exchange of gold medals is indeed very unscrupulous.

"Stingy."

At the moment the transaction was concluded, Mo Fei and Segel tacitly made the same judgment to each other.

Mo Fei thinks that I have done almost 100 million yuan in deals with you, so can’t I give this phone to me as a small gift?

What Seger thought was that he had given more than 80 million in cash, but the other party only consumed 500,000 Baileys. The two were disproportionately good.

Mo Fei didn't take a closer look at it for the time being. He first put away the phone bug, then turned around and left the gold exchange site.

Under the night, lights have already lit up in the city... It is an oil lamp rather than an electric lamp, so the city is not so transparent, but is jumping, ambiguous, as if it is covered with a black veil.

Mo Fei was not in a hurry to leave the island. He went to a night market to buy some fresh food... Of course, he didn't want to keep gnawing on tough bread.

And just as he was about to turn around and leave here, a commotion came from the other side of the city far away.

Mo Fei listened with his ears, stared at the gaze, gunshots, screams and laughter, rising smoke and dust, the firelight soaring into the sky, and the crowd struggling and running. Although he didn't know what was going on, it was certain that countless people's blood had merged into the deep night.

The world is such a world, and the times are such an era.

Mo Fei's right hand couldn't help but pressed on the hilt of the sword behind him, and the expression on his face became a little scary. He moved his steps and was about to walk over there... For a capable person, the restlessness in his heart is the most seductive lover.

When you have the ability to act recklessly, how many people can choose to live a self-disciplined life?

And when Mo Fei started to move, the night market also became chaotic.

Fortunately, after taking a few steps, Mo Fei stopped again... Looking back, he thought about the few things he did after coming to this world, and it felt a bit terrifying.

At this moment, Mo Fei actually felt a little unfamiliar with him.

After standing there for a while, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and then let go of the palm of his hand holding the sword.

"It is neither justice nor evil, neither order nor chaos, neither particularly pragmatic nor upholding nothingness, I am me...I am just me, that's all."

For things that have nothing to do with Mo Fei, he can only watch the fire from the other side of the river, and he cannot be infected by the surrounding atmosphere... Whether it is the atmosphere of this city tonight or the atmosphere of the whole world he is in.

After understanding this, Mo Fei left the island and returned to his boat.

After he left here, the crowds in the night market were slightly calmer.

Someone looked at the ground that was "uneven" and raised with cracks of varying degrees, and asked in an incredible tone: "Has the ground...the earthquake stopped?"

Well, although the earthquake stopped, they still had to continue to run away - before the commotion in the distance spread to this side.

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Mo Fei first returned to the boat, then controlled it to stay away, and waited until he could not see the lights on the island before he let it fall back to the sea.

He didn't leave for a long time, so when he opened the cabin door again, he found that the hostage lady was still sleeping.

It may be a little cold after nightfall, and Afuning half curled up, looking a little pitiful.

Mo Fei held the oil lamp in one hand and knocked hard on the inner wall of the cabin with the other. After waking Afuning, he said, "Get up and have a meal."

Well, I still can't give her a good face. Such a noble lady can easily misunderstand it, and then start to be arrogant immediately. It's better to let her learn some lessons. This is a precious life experience...

This is actually because Mo Fei is thinking too much. A Funing is worried now that he may be killed at any time, and he has no brains to consider the extra things.

Afuning woke up, rubbed her eyes and walked outside the cabin. She originally thought that the food for dinner was still hard bread, but unexpectedly, she actually saw a piece of steaming meat in a greasy paper bag...

Now she didn't mention the question of washing her face and hands. She rushed over and started gnawing the pieces of meat. After a minute, she successfully turned gray... Although the hostage lady is a person who never gets tired of semen in her daily life, she is afraid of comparison in everything. Let's not talk about the issue of eating meat. How many days has she not eaten hot food?

Mo Fei sat on the other side, cutting the meat into slices and eating it little by little with the dagger in his hand, while starting to study the phone worm.

This thing looks like a large snail, but it doesn't feel that strongly sticky. There is a microphone on the top of the shell of it, and there is an old-fashioned phone dial on the side. As for the earpiece... the earpiece is the phone worm's own mouth.

Mo Fei took out a small paper bag from his pocket of clothes, which contained the food of the phone worm. After pouring the granular food in front of the phone worm, it started to eat... This thing seemed to be in a very happy mood.

Telephone bugs are wild-growing bugs, but they are said to not hate being raised by humans because they can simply eat and sleep well... It can be said that this is a Buddhist creature.

Afuning, who had quickly wiped out half of the meat in his hand, finally remembered Hanhan's slut and asked a question, "May I ask...how did this meat come from?"

She thought they had been drifting on the sea.

The light shone Mo Fei's face in a flash. He grinned and smiled without a smile, and then said, "Are you guessing?"

Afuning looked at the sword in Mo Fei's hand, thought about what he had done with this sword, and then looked at the flesh in his hand... She suddenly felt that her mouth was very greasy and her stomach churned.

Then Afuning threw the meat in her hand and ran to the side of the boat to start retching.

"Be careful, don't spit it on the boat, otherwise you have to clean it up yourself."

Mo Fei made a pretty bad joke. Afuning probably thought the thing she had just eaten was... Captain Weili?

Afuning almost buried her face in the sea. After vomiting for a while, she collapsed back to the boat with a pale face.

Mo Fei looked at the frightened hostage lady, huh? She couldn't take her eyes off her eyes a little.

The sea water wet Afuning's front closure, and the white shirt pressed against her skin, showing a translucent color, and then vaguely revealed some content.

Because she vomited too violently, her chest kept undulating.

So, if you want to ask the general impression the sea gives to ordinary people...

It was indeed salty and wet.

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ps:

1. I sorted out the protagonist's psychological state to be closer to reality, but considering that no one is willing to look at this, I just try it out.

2. The previous book, Pirates were in a hurry, so this book was considered a retry. The story is of course completely different, but it may borrow a little bit of insignificant settings.

3. The writing goal of this article is "de-electro-waveization".
Chapter completed!