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Chapter 1411 provokes people's hearts

In Beckett's view, the dignitaries behind him are like blood-sucking bats sucking blood from him all the time.

But he couldn't help doing this, so to him, a normal route was far more important than destroying all the pirates.

Pirates can never be wiped out, and the number of sailors is always fixed, and the same is true for the navy.

Exterminating pirates is a long-term process, and it cannot be completed in a day or two. Some things cannot be rushed.

Opening the letter that Gris Allen handed him, Zeng Yunfeng had already outlined the division of the route in detail.

Beckett is not surprised by Royer Smith's big appetite, because Royer Smith has already controlled many routes in the Caribbean Sea, which is indeed a trouble for Beckett.

And if Royer Smith is really willing to cooperate, or even reach a deal, it is definitely a good thing for him.

It is definitely not what Beckett wants to prevent water from splashing into the airtight Caribbean Sea. Even Massa is now trapped in the port of Tortuga.

He didn't know who else could beat the White Iron Pirates.

Moreover, Royer Smith's control over the White Iron Pirates and various routes also exceeded his estimation.

Cutler Beckett smiled, but his expression changed, and he said: "But you are pirates, and I am a royal lord. It is impossible for me to deal with pirates, and neither of us can be trusted. I think you may It seems a little unclear."

Hearing this, Allen's face changed slightly, but he stood up calmly, put his hat on his head and said, "Well, maybe I'm too presumptuous to come this time, but I hope the lord can think carefully about it." some."

Speaking of Gris Allen, he got up and left directly, and when he walked to the door, he suddenly turned his head slightly and said softly: "Of course, if Your Excellency is unwilling, we will also find other partners. After all, the Caribbean sea route does not belong to any one country, it belongs to all people sailing on the sea.”

After Gris Allen left, Beckett looked gloomy, grabbed the coffee cup on the table, slammed it on the ground, and naturally spilled the coffee all over the floor.

He took a deep breath, and slightly stared at the soldiers rushing in.The soldiers stood at the door, not daring to come in.

Cutler Beckett calmed down a bit. Although he hoped to cooperate with Royer Smith, he was definitely not being suppressed by others.

He wants to control the overall situation instead of engaging in sneaky deals. Only by holding these in his hands can he be at ease.

When Gris Allen walked to the corner of the stairs, he ran into a middle-aged man wearing a wig. He hurried to meet Gris Allen, and when he heard the sound of the coffee cup breaking inside, the man was taken aback.

Holding the document, he suddenly stopped in his footsteps. Grace Allen saw him, but bowed slightly, nodded and said: "Dear Governor Swan, Mr. Smith asked me to say hello to you. It's too presumptuous. I came in a hurry. I didn't bring you any special gifts, maybe next time I have a chance, a saber will be more suitable for you." After speaking, Gris Allen took off his hat and gestured to Governor Swan.

After hearing what Gris Allen said, Governor Swan froze suddenly. He thought of the saber, which is still in Beckett's office.

Beckett still took out the saber from time to time to clean it, which was extremely cherished, but few people knew about that saber at the beginning, and very few people knew about it, except for him and even Norrington. Who else made the saber, he couldn't think who else would have said that to him.

But when he heard Royer Smith's name and what he said just now, a face appeared in his mind like lightning.

Gris Allen left without stopping after saluting, but when he reached the corner of the stairs, Governor Swan said, "Convey for me, thank him for his kindness, but it is not necessary for the time being."

Gris Allen paused slightly at the corner of the stairs, but turned towards Governor Swan, smiled slightly, performed a noble etiquette again, and then turned and left.

As the figure of Gris Allen gradually disappeared in the manor, Governor Swan saw the figure of Gris Allen gradually disappearing, and his mind began to diverge.

Today, his rights in Port Royal have been completely emptied by Beckett, and the name Governor is not worthy of the name.

He used to be able to instruct Norrington, but now his power is more like Beckett's office secretary. He can only help Beckett handle official documents, but his power is so pitiful that people want to cry.

Bit by bit, Beckett was hollowing out his prestige in Port Royal, and the foundations of his former rule, and Cutler Beckett was replacing him bit by bit.

He is only of some use value now, but Mr. Swan has already clearly felt that Beckett is about to abandon him. As long as one day he no longer has a little use value, maybe the next time his corpse appears will be A certain deserted island, or some sea surface, was the reason why he let Elizabeth leave Port Royal.

Their lives have been greatly threatened in this port.

Governor Swan knew that Beckett would definitely do such a thing. As a member of the Swan family, he still had some influence in the British royal family, but now he was beyond his reach in the Caribbean.

He has no way to get in touch with those powerful people in England. He has been completely controlled by Beckett. He wants to escape very much, but no one can help him at all.

But now the olive branch thrown by Royer Smith might not be a bad thing, but thinking of Royer Smith's reputation, his heart beats again.

But the saber mentioned by Gris Allen just now made him have a terrible association, and it also made his mind fluctuate a little bit.

In the mangrove forest, Zeng Yunfeng looked at the many sailors on the Black Pearl who had rowed away, and then at Tia Dolma beside him, "Did you ask me to come here just to see their lonely backs!"

Tiyadorma didn't answer, but just looked at Zeng Yunfeng, her eyes rolled around him, and she looked at him with her eyes.

Zeng Yunfeng has brown hair, a strong body, a full beard, and his attire, she is amazed.

"I didn't expect you to gain a firm foothold in the Caribbean so quickly, and even be able to compete with Davy Jones. Your growth really amazes me! You have many secrets in you, and you seem to be hidden in the fog .”

Zeng Yunfeng smiled noncommittally, "Did you call me here to tell me this?"

"Not exactly." Tia Dolma looked at Zeng Yunfeng, "Jack Sparrow is now trapped in the Demon Realm by Davy Jones, this is a good thing you did, and now I need them to rescue him Come."

"Oh why?"

Tia Dolma smiled mysteriously, and didn't mean to blame, so she didn't continue talking.

Zeng Yunfeng stretched out his right hand, spread out his palm, and a Spanish silver coin with a string of beads appeared in his hand, "Are you doing it for it?"

Tia Dolma's face froze slightly, but she was pleasantly surprised, "You got it?" She reached out and wanted to take it.

Zeng Yunfeng smiled, retracted his hand and said, "Of course, I told you that maybe I could get one or two tokens. What I said was always true."

Tia Dolma looked at Zeng Yunfeng solemnly, "What else do you want from me? Just be direct, I know you don't like to go around."

Zeng Yunfeng sat next to Tia Dolma's table, "I really like to be straightforward and tell me how to make ships sail on the bottom of the sea."

Tia Dolma shook her head, "You are too greedy, the only ship in this world that can sail under the sea is the Flying Dutchman, if you want to do it, then you can become the captain of the Flying Dutchman do it."

"But you must stay on board the Flying Dutchman all your life."

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