Romance of Gods

Chapter 129 Pirates II

"Fafafafafa...Fake!"

The rooster man flew backwards with a bang, spraying blood on the floor, and everyone was sober in an instant, dumbfounded.

The fighting dog in the cage opened its eyes, bared its teeth, and barked ferociously. Chen Yan took advantage of the opponent's distraction, stood on one foot, kicked and threw his arms.

Opening the bow left and right, bang bang bang, a group of firecrackers exploded at the same time, and the tall and thick men were knocked over at the same time, vomiting blood and falling into coma.

During this period, some drinkers were woken up. When blood splashed on their faces, they closed their eyes and pretended to sleep.

Compared with ordinary people, Chen Yan's current physical fitness is already so strong that he is not like a creature of the same dimension.

There is no sense of achievement in subduing them.

He reached down and plundered some twenty silver coins from a few people. It wasn't much, but he had funds for today's activities.

Chen Yan tossed coins and returned to his seat. Jiugong and the other three hurriedly got dressed and walked over.

"Captain, your fist just now was stronger than the tsunami. It's incredible."

"Please believe that we really didn't steal any money, it's just that these people want to cause trouble for us."

Bob and David are clever teenagers, don't expect to hear any truth from their mouths.

"You guys are so damned. Do you want to fool even the captain?" Jiugong opened his eyes and scolded, then patted his round belly and said in frustration: "Captain, when can we go to sea? The money we got last time has already been It’s all gone and now we can’t even afford rum.”

"Where are the rest of the crew?"

Chen Yan asked casually.

"They are not real pirates at all!" David proudly touched the scar on his cheek and said indignantly: "I heard that they are now working in steel mills in order to make a living. We are different from them. We are pirates one day and remain pirates all our lives. !”

After saying that, he and the black-haired Bob looked at each other and snickered.

Chen Yan didn't care whether they really had ideals or were just lazy. In short, he was sure of one thing.

These three wine bags and rice bags couldn't help him much. On the contrary, Jin who was smiling and mixing drinks made him care more.

Despite the huge commotion just now, his mood didn't even fluctuate at all. He seemed to be a man who had seen the world.

"Asking about something."

He dropped a silver coin on the bar.

"You're too polite." Jin put the silver coins away and looked at him, "Please speak."

"I want to find people from the church and get some indulgences from them. Is there any way?"

"Indulgence?"

The three wine barrels looked at each other.

Jin shook his head and said: "Let's put it this way, Mr. Captain, at no time has the church been more wealthy than now.

Because of the impact of the war, the new rich who made a fortune by opening factories were afraid of being affected.

In order to avoid being judged by Parliament, they sent endless money to the church.I also heard that the church no longer accepts prayers from ordinary people.

If the church thinks that a person has insufficient assets, no matter how pious he is, he will not be able to be received by the church... IMHO, your capital may not be enough.

But there is a way that may allow you to get in touch with the church, but the premise is... you have to become a guest of a top rich man. "

Chen Yan thought about it and asked, "What do you mean?"

Jin shrugged and sneered: "I heard that in order to protect the top rich, the church placed an angel in their manor."

"Oh! Angels!" Bob laughed: "Will they pour honey all over themselves? Just like in the mural."

The barrel shouted: "Shut up Bob! You are so rude!"

Angel...the top rich man, Chen Yan thought for a moment and suddenly asked: "Have you ever heard of Leske Manor?"

Lesk!
Jin, who had always been calm, heard these three words, and his eyes fluctuated violently. It was obvious that the two people had had some interaction.

Chen Yan took in this change and didn't make any announcement about it, waiting for the next step.

Jin quickly regained his composure, nodded and said: "I think there are very few people in London who don't know about Leske Manor. Its owner, Mr. Leske, is one of the top richest people at the moment."

Hearing this, Chen Yan thought of the gardener who committed suicide again.

If he was working at Lesk Manor and found the treasure, why didn't he keep it for himself instead of finding it for no apparent reason?

His mental state before committing suicide seemed extremely unusual, somewhat similar to the state of the previous corpse carrier...crazy.

What I have encountered so far, whether it is clues or puzzles, are all leading me to Lesk Manor, and it seems I have to make a trip.

"Tell us about Mr. Lesk."

Jin looked calm and said, "No problem."

About 10 minutes later, Chen Yan and the others left the Nightingale Tavern.

When the door opened, a tall man with gray curly hair entered.

He was travel-stained, and in the pocket of his coat was a bundle of "Barack's Private Bank House News."

Although he did not collide with the four of them, he still bowed and apologized repeatedly.

Chen Yan calmly glanced at his back and took in all the information.

[Darwin·47 years old·Bank clerk]

"Sorry, sorry..."

Darwin bent down a few times. When he looked up again, he saw that several ferocious pirates had disappeared into the thick fog. He breathed a sigh of relief, wiped his sweat and came to the bar.

Jin politely asked: "Sir, what do you need?"

Darwin put the newspaper on the bar and suddenly said seriously: "Okay Jin, we are old friends. There is no need to pretend that we don't know each other. I'm here to see you for something important."

He wanted to say something more, but Jin suddenly raised his hand to stop him, then turned to look at the several chimney men who were covered in blood and staggering towards here.

They were actually awake for a while, but because they were afraid of Chen Yan, they pretended to faint.

"Hey! Tell me! Where is that pirate leader now?" Everyone asked fiercely, with fierce looks.

Jin smiled, "I don't know."

"No! I clearly heard that he was going to some manor... Damn it, that bastard kicked my eardrums to pieces!"

"Tell us immediately! Otherwise the Chimneys will smash this tavern immediately!"

"So serious? Please tell me the reason why you are looking for him. If it was just a fight, you would be teasing Mr. Chen first."

"Fuck the fight! He...he punched Finch to death! It's terrible, we must take revenge!"

As he said that, everyone looked at the cock man lying next to the sofa with his face shattered.

"What a pity." Jin sighed and laughed again, "Well, I tell you, the captain went to Leske Manor in the north of the city."

Hearing the words Leske, Darwin held his breath for a moment, as if someone had discovered some secret.

After watching everyone in the Chimney Gathering leave the tavern, Jincai said, "Tell me, Darwin, why did you come to me?"

……

Lesk Shelton, around 50 years old.

The history of his fortune is legendary, and it can also be said to be inexplicable.

He does not come from any noble family and does not have any power background. It can be said that he started from scratch.

But 30 years ago, he actually bought the largest farm in the cotton city of Manchester with a wave of his hand.

After getting into the most lucrative textile business, his wealth quickly expanded like a snowball in the past few decades.

Conservative estimates put his wealth at least in the top [-] in London today.

Unlike his huge wealth, he is extremely low-key, and most people only know this information about him.

The above is Jin's introduction to Lex.

After asking for the specific location of the manor, Chen Yan spent five silver coins to rent a carriage and set off to the northern suburbs of the city with three crew members.

Because the steam revolution broke out so suddenly, London's planning was extremely poor.

The urban area is almost a huge factory, and the south of the city is dotted with breeding farms, causing serious pollution.

So the really rich people all live in the remote northern suburbs of the city.

The environment here is beautiful, spread throughout the manor, and even the fog seems to be thinner.

The wine barrel controlled the carriage and moved forward on the cobblestone road sandwiched by the vast sycamore forest. Manors were hidden behind the forest.

"Captain, are you planning to take us to rob Lex Manor? That would be so exciting!"

"Hush, you can't publicize this kind of thing loudly... After finishing this job, we can stay away from the dead-end job of pirates..."

On the carriage, David and Bob were discussing excitedly.

At the tavern before, they saw that Chen Yan was so interested in Leske Manor.

Now that he was going there in person, one could not help but think that he was preparing to start business.

Chen Yan didn't say anything, maybe this time he went to Leske Manor, he really wanted to make some trouble.

After walking along the cobblestone road for another two or three kilometers, we are about to reach the end.

Deep in the forest, a huge manor began to loom in the mist.

The carriage stopped in front of the closed iron gate, and the three wine barrels jumped to the ground impatiently.

They took a closer look at the nameplate inlaid on the doorpost and said in surprise: "Leske Manor! This is it!"

Chen Yan sat in the car without moving, switching back and forth between his voice and his eyes. After observing for a while, he slightly noticed something unusual.

In such a large garden, there were few signs of human activity.

He was about to get out of the car when a line of blood-red prompts appeared in front of his eyes.

[There are less than four hours until the arrival of the Kingdom of Thorns, please be prepared for competition]

four hours?

Chen Yan paused for a moment. From the time he left the apartment at eight o'clock, less than three hours had passed at most.

Logically speaking, it should be only noon now, still early in the morning.

He looked up at the sky, and there seemed to be a huge ghostly face looming behind the thick fog.

Could this be the disorder and chaos that Fei Xiong said? Time will fluctuate like convulsions.

He didn't know if there would be a next time. Thinking of the church that he didn't have any clue about yet, Chen Yan felt somewhat anxious.

"You idiots! Hold me up as hard as you can!"

David and Bob were blushing and holding the barrel's round body up to the wall.

"You guys, what are you doing?"

Suddenly, a deep female voice sounded in the manor.

Chen Yan looked around and saw a tall white figure walking towards the iron gate.

"what!"

David and David were startled, their arms went limp, the barrel fell to the ground with a bang, the buttons on their vests burst open, and their bellies turned red.

He begged for mercy without hesitation: "Oh! I'm sorry, Ms. Cautious! I...I promise I was just peeping!"

"Giggle...little heart? Are you calling me?"

A flowing white skirt swayed in front of the iron door, and an old face with wrinkles like orange peel pressed against the railing. His dim eyes moved mechanically, and he looked at the uninvited guests outside the door with a smile.

(End of this chapter)