Three days later, at noon, the port of Bahrain.

Busy and noisy. Several boats of all sizes are like crucian carp crossing the river, constantly entering and leaving the port. Near the shore, sailors with mud-stained pants rolled up their ropes with their hands and feet, fastened the boats on the dock, and set up a sampan.

Usually, before the people on the boat get off, some people dressed in small hats as vendors will walk onto the sampan and become the first group of customers of the boat. Although their appearance looks inconspicuous, they have a great effect. If the ship carries goods and does not have a fixed source of customers, they are competent second-travel dealers. If there is a fixed source of customers, they become intermediaries for carrying the labor. If the ship just stops and rests and replenishes food and wine, they also have a broad way. As long as the price is negotiated, they can guarantee delivery on board or even a woman...

In this pier, these inconspicuous people are powerful characters with great hands and eyes. In addition, there are people who welcome relatives and friends. Communication in another world is not very convenient, which determines that every time you go far, it is a long time to part. Therefore, when you meet Putian, you often hug your head and cry, and the scene is touching... All kinds of things gather together to form a vivid and fragrant Ukiyo-e picture.

At this time, near the top of the giant ship on the right. Enoke held the wooden fence with his hands, his body leaned slightly, his eyes were like a falcon, and he kept scanning the dense crowd at the port without missing any details in the corner.

As the observation time continued to extend, my brows gradually frowned. It was obvious that I had not found what I wanted to see so far, and I was a little dissatisfied. Finally, I shook my head, withdrew my gaze, turned my head and said, "Brother. They don't seem to have taken the bait."

"It may be that you didn't notice it when you came, maybe they have already boarded the ship now..." Bosco took a few steps forward, also came to the handrail, and glanced at the crowd casually, "I feel a little patient. After leaving the Port of Bahrain, there is a vast water in front of me. So as long as they come, they will definitely take action today."

"What if I didn't come?"

"Then we have another day of stable life, right? Third brother. From the moment we made the decision before, this is the situation we have to face. The difference is that there are a few people who escaped from the gray army, and now the situation is a little worse."

After a while of silence, "I was anxious... I always wanted to solve the problem at once."

"Haha, everyone wants to cut the mess quickly. But if you gain something, you will lose something. Since our family has obtained the title of earl, we are destined to be entangled with the gray-clothed army for a lifetime..." Bosco was open-minded about this. He smiled and said so.

But obviously, not everyone thinks that...

On an ordinary carriage a few hundred meters away from the port pier, a glance looked at Bosco beside the ship through the gap in the car window, and narrowed: "Smile, old ghost, I'll send you to hell today!"

As soon as the words were finished, the car door opened, and a slightly fat figure dressed as a sailor jumped into the carriage. It was Harry! After a breath of breath, David nodded to Joshia in the car: "Huh... I have checked it, and it can be confirmed that all the Bosco family are on this ship. In addition, there are about 300 soldiers hiding in the cabin, with unknown strength. The guards are still tight."

He paused and looked at David, "I saw the people in Mishe's team."

Mi Xiu has a team under his command, with a small number of people, about twenty people, and is a member of the second phase of the Gray Space. Harry and the others naturally know these people.

David looked dim when he heard this, clenched his fists, creaked, and dull words popped up between his teeth: "Okay! That's fine!"

Seeing this, Joshia reached out and patted David on the shoulder, but she couldn't speak. She met Mithur very early, even earlier than Tang En. If possible, she wouldn't believe Mithur betrayal. But now the facts were already in front of her, and Mithur was one of the direct murderers who caused Dawn City to be destroyed and Luosha died, so she would not forgive Mithur in any case.

He changed the subject and asked Harry: "Are our ship ready?"

"No problem, Luke has agreed. The other party will leave the port and enter the wide waters in the afternoon. We can follow and do it in the evening!"

"Okay." In addition to David and others, Joshia also brought more than a hundred military scouts this time. Therefore, although Bosco had an advantage in terms of numbers, as long as the raid was successful, the gap between the two sides would not be too big.

"Wait a minute." David, who was standing beside him, took a deep breath, calmed down the complex emotions in his heart, and frowned, "That old guy Bosco was treacherous and could have expected that we would come to take revenge. Is his little power a little less? Could this be the trap that led us to the bait?"

"I have considered this issue," Joshia said frankly. "I know Bosco's character very well. He will definitely hide his hands. But we have no time now. If we can't intercept him here, it will be difficult to guarantee that we will not lose it after entering the wide waters. So this is our best and the only chance to go out of the mobile phone."

David pondered for a few minutes after hearing this, and then hit his palm: "That's it. After getting on the boat, I'll go find Mitho. Harry, you guys follow Joshia with the gray space, be sure to kill Bosco!"

So what if it is a trap? To a certain extent, gray space is not afraid of being foolish. Even if it is a hasty preparation, it is not certain who can laugh to the end!

...

After all, the port is still on land, and once it becomes chaotic, there are many variables, so Joshia and the others cannot choose to take action here.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Bosco, who had not waited for the assassination, returned to the cabin. The giant ship slowly left the dock and sailed from the port to the vast waters in the east. At the same time, Josiah and the others hid among the numerous ships departing and quietly followed.

The port of Bahrain is still the same, and no one knows that a wide-ranging chaos will disappear invisibly.

Then at about 3:00 pm, a fast horse rushed around and rushed into the port frantically. Fortunately, the middle-aged man who was driving the horse was outstanding and did not cause much riots.

When he arrived at the pier, the rider turned around and looked around. No ship in his sight exceeded three floors: "Call, are you late?"

Needless to say, it was Tang En who pretended to be a middle-aged man. He traveled day and night, rushed to the scene, but in the end he was still one step slower and did not catch up with Bosco's giant ship.

"Hi, sir, is there anything you can do to help you?" A clever young man dressed as a small vendor approached and asked with a smile.

Tang En lowered his head and asked tentatively: "May I ask, have you seen a giant ship on the dock, about three or four floors like this?"

The young man laughed without saying a word when he heard this, and stretched out his empty palm.

Seeing this, Tang En raised his eyebrows, nodded, and a silver coin with a glittering light popped out with his fingers.

The young man reached out and quickly caught it, stuffed it into his waist bag, nodded and smiled, "Haha, yes, there are not many giant ships coming here today, there are only one on the third and fourth floors."

Another silver coin popped up, "Where is that ship now?"

"I'm sorry, I left about two hours ago, and the direction should be east."

Sure enough... Tang En frowned slightly, then asked again: "I want to buy a small boat, just a single person, can you do it?"

When the young man heard this, his smile became stronger. He knew that he had made a big deal and bowed and said, "Your Excellency, as long as you can afford the money, this is not a problem."

"I don't have money..." Turning over and dismounting, Tang En patted his strong body, "But I can exchange it for it."

This horse was not bought by Tang En, and he couldn't afford it. Instead, he saw a noble carriage on the road not long ago and snatched it.

When the young man heard this, his eyes lit up. He circled around the horse for a few times, then opened his mouth and looked at it, nodding decisively: "Document!"

In another world, a good horse is a symbol of identity, and it is normal to be worth a thousand gold. And Tang En, a horse from the nobles, naturally cannot be of inferior goods, at least much more valuable than a small boat. Although the horse's butt is still branded with a private seal of a certain noble family, this is not a big problem. It is very simple to deal with through the black market channel.

So, I have to say that this young man had an absolutely great business. He did fulfill his promise and soon found a single sail boat for Tang En.

So, Tang En, who had been spending his days and nights on horseback, once again struggled to pick up the sculls, rushed out of the port and chased eastward...
Chapter completed!