After several days of hard sailing, the Dragon's Tooth finally arrived at its destination, the Land of Flowers.

In order to understand the latest developments in the country of flowers, Satan chose to dock in Portland, the port city of the country of flowers, and after letting the crew move freely, he took a few cadres to the tavern to inquire about the news.

The country of flowers is a famous grain exporter in the West Sea, with strong national strength and sufficient soldiers, it can be called a strong country in the West Sea, where the climate is warm, the environment is suitable, and it is very suitable for the growth of crops, and with the help of high-quality grain trade, several prosperous port cities have emerged, Portland is one of the representatives.

Portland is a typical trading port city, mostly frequented by extravagant tycoons and busy merchants, and even the air seems to be filled with the jingle of gold coins, the smell of copper, and of course there are wandering rangers and wandering warriors who walk the dark night of the city.

"Wow, this place is really more prosperous than any city I've been to before!" Looking

at the pedestrians who came and went on the street in a hurry, most of them were dressed in fine clothes and beautifully decorated, Ah Jin couldn't help but sigh.

"Yes, just one port city is so prosperous, it's not hard to imagine the power of the country of flowers.

Chloe pushed his glasses

, "Maybe that's why the country of flowers is being targeted!" "Don't be in a hurry to judge!"

Satan looked calm, "I'm relieved to see that the people here are not panicked at all, it seems that the situation in the country of flowers is not serious enough to get out of control." "

Brother Satan, let's go check it out here!" said Sabo, pointing to a tavern, which he had a soft spot for since drinking in the tavern in Kuye Town.

"Then go and have a drink!" replied

Satan, his throat shrugged, and after a period of sailing at sea, he was always desperate for the nourishment of good wine.

Satan was the first to enter the tavern, and as soon as he pushed the door, he was startled by the scene inside, unlike the noisy scenes of other taverns, this tavern appeared exceptionally clean and bright, and all the guests drank and ate quietly.

But this is not the reason for Satan's surprise, he is surprised that in the center of the tavern, a young man is surrounded by a dozen big men with big waists and round waists holding various kitchen utensils, and a woman wearing a flower apron is pointing at the young man and scolding.

"You little turtle three, you have no money, and you dare to cheat and cheat at the old lady's place? Are you a vegetarian when the old lady has opened a shop here for nearly ten years? Don't ask, which bastard dares to eat the overlord meal at the old lady's place? You can't pay today, the old lady has to break your legs..."

Satan didn't care about the boss's clamour, and Satan's first sight was the young man who ate the overlord's meal.

He was about twenty years old, slender and tall, wearing a long-sleeved shirt with a white collar and navy jumper pants with a yellow cross, a typical black top hat, and a pair of black tap dancing shoes.

His face was incredibly pale, and on the contrary he had unusually red lips, and he looked like a circus clown in makeup, and he wore a pair of gold earrings, a red wooden cane in his hand, and a strange smile on his face, indifferent to the boss's growl.

"It's as if I've seen the roar of ants, it's so sad!" Anilu

took a deep look at the young man who was surrounded, and his hands on his chest were waiting to see the show.

"Hey, hey, boss, aren't you in business?" exclaimed

Satan in feigned surprise, approaching the group in the middle of the tavern.

"Ah, no, no, no, of course it's going to be business, guests please. The

proprietress changed her face faster than turning a book, she was spitting and scolding people in the last second, and the next second she was already smiling to welcome Satan and the others, and even deliberately twisted the willow waist that Ying Ying held to be coquettish.

"What's going on?" Satan

walked towards the wine room at the beckoning of the proprietress of the hostess, and when he passed by the young man, he seemed to notice that there were still people surrounded by a dozen men, stretched out his finger, and asked pretending to be curious.

"Don't mention it, a poor ghost, you actually want to eat the overlord meal at the old lady's place, and don't look at what kind of goods you are?" The

proprietress glanced at the young man with contempt, and her mouth was still chattering, "When the old lady came out to mingle, the child was still in his mother's belly!"

"Oh, he owes you money for wine?" Satan stopped and stood beside the young man.

"It's not just the wine money, it's like a starving ghost reincarnated, and I also ate more than a dozen cherry pies from my mother, but I didn't expect to be able to get even a penny. The

proprietress seemed to have a deep grudge against the young man who ate the overlord's meal, and she was furious at the mention of him.

"Well, what a big deal, isn't it just the money for the drink? I paid for him. Satan said as he spoke, and Chloe, the butler behind him, immediately took out a thick stack of Bailey from his bosom and threw it to the proprietress .

"Oh, that's a big deal. The proprietress took a thick stack of Bailey, and immediately burst into joy, smiled, and stuffed it into the bulging corset, and then waved her hand to disperse the chefs surrounding the young man, pointing at the young man and mocking: "Count you lucky boy, meet the gold owner to pay for you, hurry up."

Satan didn't care about the performance of the proprietress at the young man, staring at the young man from beginning to end, and as the chefs surrounding the young man dispersed, Satan took two steps forward and politely stretched out his right hand to the young man, "First meeting, my name is Satan." "

I'm Lafitte!" The

young man had an inexplicable smile on his face, stretched out his palm and shook Satan gently, then turned away.

"What kind of person? The young master paid for him, and he didn't know how to thank him.

Seeing Lafitte leave without saying thank you, Ah Jin muttered a little unpleasantly.

"Don't worry!" Satan waved his hand to stop Ah Jin's complaints, and then sat down at a wine table with several cadres.

"Brother Satan, was that Lafitte special just now?" it was only then that Sabo asked curiously.

Satan leaned back in his chair and took a sip of his glass, revealing a refreshed expression on his face, he did not answer Sabo's question, but pointed to the guest at the next table, motioning for him to listen carefully to the conversation of the others.

"That kid is so lucky, he actually met a big man to pay for him, otherwise he would have to be broken by the proprietress to break his leg. A guest at the next table glanced at Satan and said to his companion.

"Hey, what do you

know?" his companion laughed and lowered his voice, "The lucky one should be the proprietress right, do you know who that Lafitte

is?" "What person?"

"It is said that he was originally the magistrate of a certain country in the West Sea, but later he was exiled because he was too cruel and violent, and mixed in the underground world of the West Sea, he is the famous [Devil Patrol] Lafitte, if the proprietress continues to make trouble, if there is a real fight, hehe..."

he did not continue, but instead there was a burst of malicious laughter, but his companion understood what he meant.

Hearing this, Sabo also understood in his heart, it turned out that Satan had already seen Lafitte's extraordinary, and deliberately betrayed his favor.

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