Chapter 291: Smoke in the Slaughterhouse

Bang!

The body fell onto the wooden board with a dull sound

Sarah blew a puff of gunpowder smoke from the muzzle, looked around and saw that no one dared to resist, and her expression was relaxed.

"Does anyone want to stand up and try?"

The hundreds of people who were still alive at the Slaughterhouse Wharf were taken to an empty square. Most of them were low-status slaughterers, and there were also many dressed as merchants, and only a few were sea hunters.

Most of the bodies lying on the ground were sea hunter captains or ordinary sailors.

Under Sarah's extremely oppressive gaze, everyone lowered their heads and was willing to surrender.

Sarah and her team completely subdued them with their unstoppable force.

"Since no one objects, I'll give you 5 minutes to find someone who can make the decision."

Under the cold and murderous gaze of Sarah and her subordinates, the living people began to whisper.

The current situation is very clear. Sarah will be the king of the Slaughterhouse Wharf in the future, but she is not here just for killing.

For their own future lives, this person is very important.

In just a few minutes, a middle-aged man dressed as a businessman was selected.

"Name."

Sarah played with the gun in her hand and just looked up slightly.

The middle-aged man bowed his head very low, with respect in his voice:

"My lady Queen, I am Herbert, a businessman from Demacia."

"I don't care where you come from. If you have any success in your hometown, you won't come here." Sarah said playfully.

"You are right." Herbert bowed his head very low.

In Demacia, he is an unwelcome civilian, not as famous as the slaughter dock.

But for so many years, Demacia has always been a label on his head, at least people here are still afraid of his origin.

Sarah glanced at him and said calmly: "I'll give you one hour to count the situation at the slaughter dock, and my people will follow you."

She didn't say what would happen if the statistics were not completed in one hour, but everyone in Bilgewater knew that failing to complete the task was just one more body.

Herbert did not resist. One hour was difficult for him, but not impossible.

If he succeeded, he would reach the sky in one step. If he failed, he would just die earlier.

Herbert left quickly, followed by the two people assigned by Sarah.

Sarah glanced at Roca who had just come from the port and asked directly:

"What's the situation at the port?"

"All our ships are intact." Roca said honestly.

"I'm asking this?" Sarah frowned. "If the garbage artillery at the slaughter dock can break through our artillery defense line, I should consider throwing you all into the sea to feed the tiger sharks."

Roca smiled awkwardly. This was not a habit. He used to report the damage in the first place. This was the first time he fought such a rich war.

"The port is still intact, our attack is still restrained, and the sea-hunting ships that did not go out to sea are still in the port." Roca reported truthfully.

"I remember that the sea-hunting ships are all large wooden ships?" Sarah asked.

"Yes." Roca nodded. "In order to transport large sea beasts, most of those sea-hunting ships are very large. Dead sea beasts cannot be dragged with grappling hooks, otherwise the bloody smell will attract more sea predators, which is dangerous and will make the harvest worthless."

"How long will it take to convert these ships into cargo ships?" Sarah asked.

Although Roca's brain is not very bright, he used to be a sailor and had run cargo ships and sea-hunting ships, so he knew all these things.

Roca looked at his captain unexpectedly, and after a mental estimate, he gave a positive answer: "It doesn't take too much effort. Sea-hunting ships originally have large-capacity cabins, so a little modification will do."

"Okay, there are still many sea-hunting ships fishing outside at the slaughter dock. These ships and the ones outside will all be converted into merchant ships. Demacia or Piltover should need these cargo ships." Sarah's mouth curled up slightly.

"Ah?"

Looking at Roca with a puzzled look, Sarah narrowed her eyes slightly: "Are you confused?"

Roca seemed not to see the unhappiness in Sarah's eyes, and advised straightforwardly and honestly: "Captain, we occupied the slaughter dock for the profit of sea hunting. If we sell the boat, how can we hunt sea beasts in the future?"

Sarah glanced at Roca and said indifferently: "Those wooden boats are too fragile. They were destroyed when we attacked the slaughter dock."

"But... they were not destroyed."

Hearing this, Sarah's mouth twitched. This was not the first time she felt tired.

At this moment, she deeply realized how important the brain is.

If it was Stobby who came to help her from the Empire, he would have understood it when she said the first sentence.

"They were all destroyed just now. Do you understand? If Stobby asked, you know what to say?" Sarah looked directly at Roca with cold eyes.

Roca smiled awkwardly, suppressed his doubts, and patted his chest to assure: "Understood! If Lord Stoby asks, just say that the captain told me that they were all destroyed."

"I didn't say that, it's the truth!" Sarah emphasized.

She wondered if she should start an education and training in Bilgewater, otherwise how could she grow stronger.

Bilgewater was full of shady people before, but it seemed that she killed too many when she came to power, and now they are all simple and honest guys.

"Yes, the truth!" Roca nodded seriously.

He didn't quite understand the relationship between the two bosses, but since the captain said so, he would do it.

"Well, go ahead, don't hang around in front of me, go to the port and wait for those sea-hunting ships that are coming back."

Sara shook her hand in disdain, signaling Roca to get out quickly.

Roca responded respectfully and ran away quickly.

Shaking her head, Sarah continued to ponder.

Her purpose for doing this was simple, to ask the Empire for some benefits.

In the future, the slaughter dock will inevitably become bigger and stronger, but its core interests will definitely have nothing to do with her, at most it will just be a mouthful of soup.

But with the Empire's style of doing things, as the ruler of Bilgewater, she has the strength and power to fight for some benefits.

Asking Piltover or the Empire to order a batch of iron sea-hunting ships can not only strengthen Bilgewater's strength, but also capture more sea beasts to gain more benefits for the Empire. The Empire has no reason to disagree.

After seeing the gap between Bilgewater and the Empire, she did not have any intention of giving up.

She didn't know if there would be a day when Bilgewater would be on par with the Empire, but if a person has no dreams, what's the difference between being dead and being alive.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but recall the last pirate king, Gangplank.

He was a villain who committed all kinds of evils, and in Bilgewater under his command, everyone prioritized their own interests, and human life was not even worth a gold coin.

That kind of Bilgewater was not the Bilgewater she wanted.

First, to develop with the help of the Empire, and then to lead Bilgewater to find their own way, this has always been Sarah's goal, and it has never changed.

Time passed quickly, and when the midday sun shone on the slaughter dock, an hour had passed quietly.

Herbert hurried back to the square, panting and shouting:

"My Lady Queen, I'm done!"

Bang!

A bullet whizzed past Herbert's ear, shocking him to stand still, his eyes filled with fear.

Sarah's eyes flashed with disappointment, and she said calmly:

"The time is one minute longer, so the gunshot just now is considered a punishment."

"Thank you, Empress!"

Herbert came back to his senses, suppressed the fear and terror in his heart, and trotted forward:

"Empress, this is the statistics I made."

Sarah glanced at the paper Herbert handed over, took it and said:

"Tell me about it, I'll listen while I watch."

"Ah?"

Herbert's face was ugly, but seeing Sarah's eyes, he still said honestly:

"Because the Empress did not use artillery to bloodbath the docks, so except for the coastal defense system and some wooden boats, the financial losses were not serious."

"What are the specific numbers?" Sarah asked with a frown.

"Specifically. 5 slaughterhouses are all normal, 2 casinos are still alive. The rest." Herbert hesitated a little.

No mistakes in one poem, one post, one content, one content, one book, one bar, one 6, one 9!

"Where are the people who originally controlled the five slaughterhouses?" Sarah's voice became colder and colder.

Although she had known what kind of people survived, she still couldn't hide her disappointment when she met a waste like Herbert.

A waste who was useless even if given a chance, this was her evaluation of Herbert.

"All dead." Herbert looked at Sarah with fear, his voice trembling, "Their direct lineage is also dead, only some low-level slaughterers are left."

"Do you know the operation mode of the slaughterers?" Sarah's eyes swept over the people who were still gathered in the square.

Hundreds of people looked at each other, and the last teenager raised his hand hesitantly.

"Come and talk."

Sarah looked at the strong-armed but haggard teenager with interest. His hands were covered with a thick layer of calluses due to long-term experience in slaughtering, and his whole body exuded a foul fishy smell.

"Do you know the operation mode of the slaughterhouse?"

It's not that she really didn't know these, but she just took this opportunity to observe what kind of people these surrendered people were.

Bilgewater is almost entirely populated by transients, and the most difficult thing to guarantee is loyalty. She can only pick the tallest among the short ones and select a few available people to use first.

Facing Sarah's aggressive gaze, the boy gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know much, but I have learned about it."

"Yes, what's your name?" Sarah's mouth curled up.

From the boy's fearful eyes, she saw something different.

Ambition!

She was not afraid of the boy's ambition, but was afraid that he had no ideas.

"Rod! Queen, my name is Rod!"

The boy stood straight and immediately started to talk about business after the introduction:

"I am a butcher at the Hidley Slaughterhouse, responsible for the initial dismemberment of the newly dragged sea beasts into the slaughterhouse, so I know the most about the entrance."

Sarah felt good after listening to it, and nodded to signal him to continue.

Rhodes seemed to be encouraged and said excitedly:

"As far as I know, the slaughterhouse not only has its own sea-hunting fleet, but also cooperates with those independent sea-hunters and purchases their goods at reasonable prices. These goods support the operation of the entire slaughterhouse."

"How much goods enter the slaughterhouse every day, and what about the inventory of the slaughterhouse?" Sarah asked with interest.

Rhodes showed a happy look on his face when he heard this question. He looked at Herbert, who looked ugly, and said without thinking:

"Hidley slaughterhouses have a maximum of 20 large sea beasts a day. The difficulty is not that I am responsible for the pre -defactions, but the accurate cut in the back."

"Except for some meat and sea beasts, most of the large sea beasts are not available, and only a part of the body is valuable. This is the law of the summary of slaughter docks for hundreds of years. But it is very difficult to accurately take it. "Do" Rhodes added.

"What can I do now?" Sarah asked directly.

Rhodes did not look at the crowd, but replied as if there were abdomen drafts:

"Asm, Karona in Ferren's slaughterhouse"

"Karen at Saka slaughterhouse."

"Stelin of the Lafa slaughterhouse"

"Simon slaughterhouse"

"Labor slaughterhouse"

"In the end, the senior Laonard of Hidley slaughterhouse."

Rhodes reported a series of names, without pause without a trace during the period.

After listening to Rhode's description, Sarah didn't care about the name, but raised the corner of his mouth, his eyes swept over the information that Herbert just handed in his hand again:

"Rhodes said a total of 6 slaughterhouses. Herbert, why is there only 5 in your statistics?"

Click!

The sound of the firearm was sounded, and the rhomba behind Sarah raised a rig in a rig straight, and the muzzle was aimed at Herbert's head.

This scene stated that as long as Herbert said wrong, his head would have a blood hole.

"Master of the Emperor. Unjust!"

Herbert was mixed with a stun, full of fear and anxiety:

"This Simon slaughterhouse, I really haven't heard it!"

"The Simon slaughterhouse is a small slaughterhouse newly opened in the east of the dock a few years ago. The owner is an old man who has broken his hand, called Krump." Rhodes said.

"Krun"

Sarah thought of this name, frowned slightly, always feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Oh. It is very similar to the name she hates the most, but unfortunately that person is already a dead person.

"Lady Emperor!" Herbert watched the finger of the person holding the gun on the trigger, and dare not hesitate: "The place is a rotten wooden house, and there are a few single businesses a year. necessary."

It really wants to calculate all the small workshops. There are no less than 20 places such as the slaughter pier, all of which are spread all over the corners.

Who can't dispel one or two sea beasts at the slaughter pier.

"Rhodes, what do you think?" Sarah turned to the teenager.

"The Simon slaughterhouse seems to be inconspicuous, and its fame is very high inside the five slaughterhouses. When we meet the goods that are difficult to deal with, we will transport it to the Simon slaughterhouse and spend at a low price for it to help deal with it."

It seemed to be afraid of Sarah, and Rhodes added:

"The technology of the five slaughterhouses is not worse than the Simon slaughterhouse, but the other party's asking price is very low and the technology is good. If the work is handed over to them, the master of the slaughterhouse can handle more sea beasts."

"Explain in detail, what processes are there after the goods are handled?" Sarah threw the document to his men, and asked with a gun in his hand.

"Lord Emperor, after the goods are processed, they will notify the merchants to come to the factory for auction, and the final price will be high." Rhodes said seriously.

"laugh!"

At this time, Herbert suddenly mocked:

"If you have n’t exposed to it, do n’t think about it. There are at least a few pieces of goods every day slaughterhouses. Do these businessmen want to run off their legs?"

Shara watched a circle on the sword -pulling two, and had an idea in her heart.