Chapter 163: Pit
This is a gladiatorial fight with no referee and no surrender.
On the stage, the black man with a scar on his left cheek had the upper hand, while the opponent under him seemed to have fallen into a coma at the moment, but he didn't have any intention of stopping, and continued to punch until the opponent was knocked out. That face was smashed to bloody flesh, facial features
They were all unrecognizable, and the cheers from the audience became louder and louder.
But at this time, the black man with the scar on his left face seemed to be a little tired. There was still a lot of time left before the deadline. He couldn't help but gasped, stood up from the ground, walked to the other side of the stage, and picked up a statue and A bronze statue about the height of a real person, ready to use this thing to give the compatriots on the ground the final blow.
However, exclamations erupted from the crowd at the next moment. By the time the black man with the scar on his left face realized something was wrong, it was too late. Immediately afterwards, he was hit hard on the back of the head, and he staggered two steps. He couldn't hold back the bronze statue in his hand, but was smashed on his feet by that thing.
This bronze statue weighed at least a hundred catties, and the vertical fall directly smashed his foot bones. However, before he could breathe out in pain, someone grabbed his arm. No one thought that the one behind him was already dead. The blood man who couldn't see the facial features still had such great strength at this time, the next moment his arm's veins burst out, and he actually twisted one of the opponent's arms alive.
The latter broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, but in exchange for more cheers from the audience, this sudden turning point also drew applause from the crowd.
The unilateral abuse of food is certainly good-looking, but it can't keep up with such a dramatic change that can arouse the emotions of the guests.
This time, the bloody guy obviously learned the lesson from Scarface before, without any slack, he quickly twisted the opponent's other arm, and then strangled the opponent's throat with his own arm.
The black man with the scar on his left face let out a meaningless hoo hoo sound from his throat, twisting his body desperately, but he completely lost the chance to turn around after losing his hands, and soon turned his eyes outward, not far from death Far.
The thin middle-aged man did not watch this fascinating bloody wrestling. Instead, his attention was focused on Zhang Heng. Those eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. At this moment, he seemed to be evaluating the latter. He paused for a moment and then continue.
"I admit that the alliance made a mistake when treating you and your Jackdaw. We underestimated your strength. At the same time, my subordinates took some impolite behaviors without my consent. To your The maiden voyage has caused trouble, and I invite you to a dinner at my manor tonight to personally apologize to you, and at the same time hope that you can reconsider your cooperation with the alliance."
"Cooperate again?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.
"You have proven your strength, I am willing to persuade the alliance to increase the purchase price for you, and even consider giving you a price in the top range, as long as you terminate the cooperation with that businesswoman named Karina. "The skinny middle-aged man finally threw out his chips.
"Don't you really think that you can compete with us with just a rookie? Karina's father used to be a black market businessman on the island. Many people in the alliance know him. Seeing from her For father's sake, we didn't embarrass her too much before. In addition, she did a good job of keeping secrets. We didn't know the news of your cooperation until the Jackdaw returned to Nassau, so the whole thing will go ahead. It went so smoothly, but once the alliance gets serious, with her ability, it is impossible for her to survive in Nassau as a woman."
"In that case, Mr. Malcolm, why are you in such a hurry to restart the negotiations with us?"
"Although I have always firmly believed that order will make our world a better place, everything is always difficult at the beginning. As early as three months ago, the alliance had clarified the new pricing rules, and we have spent so much effort on the island. The establishment of the current trade order is only the beginning, and it is not an easy task to implement it. Although we will overcome all difficulties in the end, it is always a good thing to speed up the process."
Malcolm took a glass of wine from the maid, "Recently, many small and medium-sized pirates in Nassau regard you as the flag of the Rebellion Alliance. Your deeds have inspired them deeply, and this has also brought a certain amount of inspiration to our work. Trouble, have you ever played poker, Captain Zhang Heng?"
"certainly."
"In my opinion, the most important thing to win is timing. When the cards in your hand are good enough, you should bet decisively. If you miss this opportunity, it will be difficult for you to win so much money again." Marko Mu said meaningfully, "And now is your best chance, Captain Zhang Heng. Once Karina is out and the alliance stabilizes, those restless guys have to accept the reality, and all the cards in your hand will be abolished. Then you will regret not accepting my advice today."
"Is this a threat?"
"No, it's just a well-meaning advice. I appreciate you very much. The last person who could make everyone in Nassau known in such a short period of time was William Kidd. Your future is limitless. Therefore, we should choose our partners more carefully, and I don’t want you and me to become enemies one day in the future.”
On the stage, the black man with the scar on his left face finally swallowed his last breath and ended his struggle. Only one leg was still spasming unconsciously, and his opponent finally exhausted his last strength and fell down together. On the ground, the latter's head was still bleeding, staining the floor red, but at the same time, there was endless applause.
The butler directed the maids to clean up the stage, and Malcolm nodded at Zhang Heng, "Excuse me."
He walked onto the stage with a glass of wine, and he didn't care about the blood on the soles of his feet. He gave a brief welcome speech to tonight's guests, thanking everyone for their help in the establishment of the Black Merchants Alliance, and then announced the start of the dinner.
The violinist who had been waiting for a long time played melodious music, and the maids brought the freshly cooked dishes to the table one by one.
And the strong black man who had just won a difficult victory was dragged out of the banquet hall together with the corpse.
Malcolm didn't stay at the dinner for too long. He seemed to have a lot of things to deal with, and he left shortly after finishing his speech.
The three people on the Jackdaw didn't intend to spend the night in the villa. They had something to eat and were about to leave. However, when they were about to reach the gate, Zhang Heng suddenly stopped. He saw a coffee tree not far away. Two men are digging a hole with a shovel.