Looking at the "St. Josephine" slowly leaving the berth, Jackson and Scott were completely dumbfounded, and only then did they realize that they had been deceived, and there were mercenaries from the umbrella company on duty not far away, but they did not dare to ask for help.

The sky is getting dark, the wharf is brightly lit, and the flow of people is like weaving, Zheng Hegang is so busy every day, all night.

Jackson and Scott were still sitting on iron chairs by the dock for people to rest, and they had nowhere to go on Zhenghe Island.

"We—" Jackson pitifully scoffed.

"Shut up!" As soon as Jackson spoke, he was directly interrupted by Scott, who now wanted to kill Jackson.

"You can't blame me entirely, you gave half of our money to that first mate." Jackson's eyes widened and he tried to argue, the two of them fell to this point, Jackson is indeed responsible, but Scott is also responsible.

"Who would have known that Frenchman was a liar?" Scott admits to having his own reasons.

"I didn't know that Indian was a liar." Jackson was right.

Then the two were silent for a long time, they didn't eat for half a day, and they really had no energy to quarrel.

The restaurant next to it is constantly filled with a rich aroma and a faint smell of wine.

Not far away there was a girl selling a food called Chaos, which looked delicious, a bowl of which cost only one shilling, but unfortunately Jackson and Scott's pockets were clean.

A child munched on a pie and walked past Jackson and Scott's eyes, Scott and Jackson's eyes were always on the pie, and Jackson swallowed his saliva very angrily.

Scott was speechless, if it weren't for the two fat and strong South African mastiffs behind the child, it is estimated that Jackson would have gone up to grab it.

Watching the child lead the two South African mastiffs with their heads and tails away, Scott still has to face reality.

"Do you have anything of value on you?" As Scott spoke, he looked at the ring on Jackson's hand.

"What are you doing?" Jackson immediately covered his hand very sensitively, this is Jackson's wedding ring, when he gambled red just now, Jackson never had the idea of a wedding ring.

Without speaking, Scott pulled his ring off his finger, then took off his watch, and finally pulled out a lighter from his pocket—and an empty wallet, estimated to be worth some money, and a luxury item made by Itno.

What about crocodile-

"Please, Scott, I can't do this, my Annie will kill me." Jackson was also busy taking off his watch cover wallet, and even wanted to take off his leather shoes.

Oh, and leather shoes are not needed.

"Do you think of Anne now?" Scott's gaze was fierce.

Jackson hung his head and did not speak.

Scott took off Jackson's hat, put everything in one go, and walked over to the girl who sold Chaos.

"Welcome-" The girl who sells chaos greeted warmly, and the girl's small cart was tied to a little milk dog that was sleeping lazily on the ground, and a sign was hung on the handlebar, which read in Chinese and English, "This is the sister of three older brothers, you must think carefully before you want to do anything".

Jackson began to swallow again, no other than the closer he got, the better it smelled.

"Miss, I'd like to ask—" Scott felt his face flush terribly.

"Oh, over there, the black window, kind of like the one at the bank—" The girl was very smart, and when she saw the contents of her hat, she immediately showed Scott where the pawn shop was.

"Thanks—" Scott simply fled.

Pawn shops are common in all major ports, and business is quite good, and the staff here are ruthless, even if it is brand new and unopened, they have to cut at least half of it.

Scott and Jackson's two watches and a ring, the staff only gave a total of twelve rand estimates.

"My watch is brand new, I just bought it, and it cost me twenty pounds!" Scott argued.

"Sir, as long as you unpack it, it's not brand new, and you've been using it for so long that you already have scratches on the dial, so now it's only worth five rand." The staff is serious, this is really not deliberately to lower the price, and even five rands have been given too much, and under normal circumstances, it starts at two folds.

Five rands is five rands, Scott gritted his teeth and endured.

But twelve rand wasn't even enough for a ticket, Scott thought for a moment and raised his hand to pull out his pistol from under his armpit.

The staff was a little panicked for a moment, but they were still able to stay calm, since Adan Company took over Zhenghe Island, there has never been a vicious public security case like a robbery on Zhenghe Island.

Scott took the gun in his hand, turned it upside down and handed it to the staff with the barrel.

It was obvious that the staff was relieved.

However, the price cut is not loose at all: "The knightly detective revolver produced in 1915, which cost 25 rand for a new time, is now worth 4.5 rand. ”

"The brand new price is £45!" Scott is full of muscles, and it doesn't matter if he bargains, what is it.

"45 pounds is the price of the British Isles, in our southern Africa is indeed only 25 rand, and in 1915 it was during the world war, in order to facilitate mass production, the Nyasaland military industry simplified the production process, so the pistols produced in this period were not very valuable." The staff was very aware of the situation, and after saying that, he pushed the gun out.

This meaning is obvious, love to sell or not, sell is 4.5 rand, if you don't sell it, keep it for yourself.

Scott stopped talking, and gave Jackson a look you know.

Jackson pulled out his gun, pointed it directly at the staff, and yelled "Don't move!" ”。

Not to mention the staff, even Scott was shocked by Jackson's brain circuit, and at the moment when Jackson shouted "Don't move", Scott fell into deep self-doubt, the conscience of heaven and earth, he really didn't let Jackson take it out and rob it.

"Don't move, put down your guns, or we'll shoot you on the spot!" There was a burst of mercenaries at the door, and two mercenaries appeared in the doorway, one on the left and one on the right, one holding a pistol that had opened the big one, and the other with a shotgun.

"Don't shoot, misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding-" Scott raised his hands and desperately clarified, remembering the dozen or so armored vehicles in the barracks, which were robbed on Zhenghe Island because of how unclear his mind was.

Jackson's eyes widened at Scott.

"What do you see? I asked you to take out the gun and sell it, didn't I ask you to take it out and rob it—did you want to kill us both? Scott didn't dare to use his eyes at this time, but he still had to express it clearly and unmistakably, so as not to cause misunderstanding.

Jackson's expression was also broken.

In order not to cause misunderstanding among the mercenaries, Jackson put the gun on the counter in front of him at a slow speed, and the two mercenaries rushed in directly, pushing Jackson to the ground.

Not surprisingly, Jackson and Scott were sent back to the mercenary camp.

What a coincidence, the officer on duty is still Lao Chen.

When he saw Jackson and Scott, for a moment, Lao Chen's expression was also confused.

"What's going on?" Chen asks the mercenaries who captured Jackson and Scott.

"These two guys are robbing at the military service club, how incomprehensible it must be." The burly mercenary with a big beard replied happily, such an iron man is not common.

"We didn't rob!" Jackson pleaded seriously.

"Can you get us something to eat first?" Scott gave up resistance, this can be regarded as the second palace, there is nothing to be embarrassed about, anyway, Scott and Jackson are even more unbearable, Lao Chen has also seen it.

Bah!

Scott and Jackson's even more unbearable appearance was caused by Old Chen.

"I want coconut cakes, he likes cocoa cakes—" Jackson remembered, this Tie Hanhan was really a qualified foodie.

In other words, most of the qualified foodies are Tie Hanhan.

"Why do you think this is a restaurant?" Lao Chen was angry, these two guys were simply declining gods, and their ghosts were not gone.

"Alas, the security of your Zhenghe Island is so bad, we were deceived twice today, and this happened right under your noses, don't you know?" Scott doesn't hide it now, his identity has already been exposed anyway.

"What?" Lao Chen was at a loss.

So Scott told the old man what happened to them today, from beginning to end.

In the middle of Scott's speech, Chen had Scott and Jackson handcuffed and then brought coconut cake and cocoa cake.

Such an unlucky person is actually quite pitiful.

"—And it came to pass, first a Frenchman, then a bunch of Indians, and we were cheated out of nothing, so we went to the pawn shop to scrape together some money, and it turned out to—" Scott glared at Jackson.

Jackson, who was munching on his head, was unaware.

"You're really—" Lao Chen couldn't complain, there were too many slots.

"We're penniless now, and we're nowhere to go, so you can't just leave us alone." Scott is relying on Lao Chen.

"It's good to figure it out, you're MI6 agents, shouldn't agents be omnipotent?" Lao Chen almost didn't directly say that we are enemies.

"MI6 is also a British government department, you are a British business, our boss and your boss are still old friends, and we are still deceived on your turf, so you are responsible." Scott debated without delaying to eat.

"Who's your boss?" Lao Chen subconsciously clichéd.

"Winston!" Scott's answer was unexpected, but it made sense.

In theory, Winston is indeed the largest British government employee.

"Alright, alright—William, go and get back what these two gentlemen have mortgaged, you two will live here today, and we'll talk about it tomorrow." Lao Chen gave in, since Scott was so shameless, Lao Chen really couldn't kick Scott and Jackson out.

"Just live here?" Scott didn't even have a bed in this office.

"Think beautifully!" Lao Chen sneered, I still want to live in the office, it's good if I didn't throw you on the street.