He Comes From the Void

In McGregor's slaughterhouse, Planck was cutting oranges with knives, and every knife was very clean.

Today he was invited to come to the slaughterhouse. He could invite the Pirate King himself, and the other party was quite capable.

The slaughterhouse was full of the stench of fish water, but Planck had long been used to it. The Mingyuan has been parked around the slaughter pier all year round, and his nose has become accustomed to the foul smell.

Perhaps his sense of smell may be malfunctioning, but he can always smell the source of the fishy smell.

The person who invited him hasn't appeared yet, and Planck is not arrogant or arrogant, and continues to slash the oranges. In Bilgewater, no one has dared to let him go to anger him.

No, there is such a person.

The attacker who appeared not long ago had not appeared under high pressure for more than a month. The Sharpscale Hunters did not return any news about her, as long as she did not show up Planck, there was nothing to do with her.

It's a pity that he didn't leave much life when he killed the Fuqiong family. Otherwise, he grabbed it and hung it from the mast.

"Please hand over all weapons, this is the rule of negotiation." A thug's voice came from the door, and Planck raised his eyelids and glanced slightly outside the door.

An old witch, dressed in rotten clothes full of seafood, is like a living dead in the ocean. Holding a sea snake crutches in her hand, and a one-eyed octopus lying on top of her head, she was staring at Planck with her big yellow eyes.

Planck felt the wisdom from the creature's gaze, coming from under the deep sea.

"You don't need to be so strict with an old woman, just a crutch, let her in."

Hearing Planck's voice, the thugs retracted behind the door.

The Sea Witch did not need a cane, she floated in barefoot, her feet floating on the three-foot-high ground.

But even so, she did not have Planck height.

As soon as she came in, she stared at Planck with muddy, hollow eyes. Even though Planck had looted the Twelve Seas for so many years, it was the first time he saw such a strange person.

But he put on a calm look, sat down and continued to peel the orange peel... But in fact, in the secret of his red cloak, there was also a loaded large-caliber pistol, which was left by the attacker that day. That gun.

The so-called negotiation rules were originally used to betray. But even without this gun, Planck could easily throw the knife in his hand into the eye of the embarrassing octopus.

"Then, Sea Witch, what are you doing to me?"

The Sea Witch did not immediately answer Planck's question. She stretched out her cane and poked it, and a hole appeared above the table out of thin air, and a pile of old coins, ancient relics, and rare gems fell out of nowhere.

Although there is patina, barnacles and dry seaweed on it, the value is more than the income of the slaughter terminal for several months.

Even so, Planck remained unmoved.

Don't seem too anxious.

He looked away from the treasure on the table and said, "What do you want for such a generous reward?"

Sea Witch stared at him with muddy, hollow eyes. Then the creature lying on her head blinked its golden eyes.

"Two mice, a sacrifice to the behemoth under the sea," said the witch hoarsely, "bring them, these, plus more, all for you."

"How about two mice?" Planck asked.

"One holds a stack of cards in his hand, it's beautiful, and it shines. The other holds a huge gun." said the sea witch.

Planck stood up from his chair, like a colossus rising from the abyss.

"I will use all my contacts to find them." Planck's eyes showed a scarlet light, and he was unusually excited.

Of course he knew these two mice.

Planck had always valued a quick thief like Drizzt, and it would be nice for Graves to get some rough work, but it was a pity that neither of them wanted to do anything for others.

The Sea Witch left the deposit, while Planck was still sitting in McGregor's slaughterhouse, staring at the pile of treasures on the table.

In fact, he who is rich and powerful does not value wealth anymore. There is his warehouse on the slaughter wharf, which is full of rare treasures that he has searched from the Twelve Seas. Beautiful artworks, luxurious and dazzling silks and satin...everything is valuable.

He is more concerned about what comes after the treasure.

I don't know who came out of it, anyway, the news that the Sea Witch had lost the Abyssal Crown had spread in Bilgewater, and even Planck, who had gone deep, had heard of it.

But no one knows who stole the crown, or even if the rumors are true or false, just as a joke.

But now the Sea Witch came to the door herself and asked him to help arrest two people.

Her personal appearance confirmed the authenticity of the rumors, and it was obvious that Drizzt and Graves had stolen the crown guarded by the sea witch.

In order for Bilgewater to continue to be firmly in his hands, Planck must win the Abyss Crown.

With the crown, he can control the behemoths under the sea; with the behemoths, he can control the currents of Bilgewater, and no longer have to worry about the sea beasts. Even the slippery fish that escaped from him ~www.readwn.com~ don't even want to hide.

At the same time, in a hotel, Graves and Drizzt didn't even know that they had been spotted.

Drizzt folded his hands behind his head, worrying about not being able to get out of the city.

Now the city is full of wind and rain, they are talking about the Abyss Crown, although they did not specify the two of them. But if this incident can be leaked out, it must be Kahn and the two of them who escaped alive.

They wanted to leave the port for Pi City, but Planck didn't know what the wind was. He ordered the port to be sealed off, and ships were not allowed to carry too much food out of the port for voyages, and only allowed activities in the waters around Bilgewater.

"I said you should have killed you in the first place, now everyone knows." Drizzt lay on the bed and complained, causing Graves to hit the table with his fist.

"You were holding a card in your hand, why didn't you just move your fingers? Even if you don't want to get dirty, just seal the hole!" Graves glared at Drizzt, and he admitted that he was at the time. The heart softened, but that wasn't the reason for Drizzt to throw the scapegoat on him.

He does all the dirty work, can't Drizzt's son of a **** take care of it?

"There are so many treasures in the cave. If you don't take it, you have to take this unlucky crown. It's fine now, because of it, we can't even get out of the city."

"Who said I didn't take it? Didn't I invite you to have a drink the night I came back?" Graves smashed the table again. It wasn't his own anyway, and he didn't feel distressed.

"and then?"

"Those golden sea monsters were touched out of the hole."

"No... there are so many babes in the cave, how many golden siren have you picked up?" Drizzt sat up from the bed in shock, staring at Graves' beard.