Six mottled and dilapidated sailboats slowly sailed into Manila Bay, and it was the early hours of the morning, and the port of Manila was quiet. The sea is deep and rippling, and the quiet and powerful waves roll gently.

A steam offshore deck barge brought six sailboats into the harbor terminal, which was already under martial law. Siu Han-kwong, Leung Yu-jie and other members of the Luzon Management Committee were waiting at the pier for the arrival of several sailboats.

There was a muffled "bang".

The sailboat docked, and as the sailors on the ship threw the cable onto the pier, Song Tao took the lead and stepped off the ship. Xiao Hanguang walked up, grabbed Song Tao's hand, and said with a smile: "Commander Song, you have finally arrived, hard work, everyone go ashore to take a hot bath first, we have already arranged food and accommodation." ”

"Lao Xiao, why are you all here......

Liang Yujie next to him said with a smile: "Commander Song is coming to Manila, how dare we slack off." ”

Song Tao glanced at the cold and beautiful Liang Yujie, laughed dryly, and looked back at Wang Xiaojie behind him, who was looking at the queen opposite with a cheap smile on his face. Liang Yujie pretended not to see him, and greeted everyone at the fleet headquarters with Xiao Hanguang, with a cold smile on his face, which made people feel like an autumn breeze.

After disembarking, all the crew of the fleet went to the royal city by car under the arrangement of the Manila side, took a shower and ate a hot meal, and then went to their respective dormitories to rest. Song Tao and a few special combat team members got together, and as soon as they came out of the cafeteria, they saw the queen waiting in the distance, looked at them meaningfully, and slowly turned around and left.

"Hey...... Brother, I want to take a leave of absence......"

Song Tao looked at Wang Xiaojie, who was full of, and scolded with a smile: "Be careful, don't be sucked dry by the goblins, you look at Lao Ding's miserable appearance, he is almost an adult." Fuck off......"

"Hey......

Wang Xiaojie said hello to everyone with a smile on his face. The fart ran up. Zhang Yufei next to him scolded hatefully: "Hmph...... Adulterer and adulteress! ”

Liu Handong followed the knife and said: "Bastard who is heavy on color and light on friends, bah...... It's best to let two vixens suck him dry. ”

Several other special combat team members were also full of indignation, and they were all scolding Wang Xiaojie, but no matter how they listened to it, they felt sour. Song Tao also said with the same hatred: "It is said that the foreign girl in Manila is good, tomorrow my brother will be the east, and everyone will have fun." Three flies and four flights are casual, paralyzed, just don't take Wang Xiaojie's bastard. ”

Ding Xinghao didn't go to rest after eating, and went directly to a courtyard in Wangcheng, where Zhou Billy was waiting for him.

"Old Zhou, how is Lucien's situation?"

Zhou Billy smiled and said lightly: "In the past few days, I have been talking to him, and the situation is not bad." He will represent commodities in the Far East. In charge of sales on the Continent, he is also grateful to the Far East...... Hehe......"

Ding Xinghao smiled bitterly in his heart, don't look at what this guy said lightly, maybe what's going on.

"Have you talked to him about the specifics of the Intelligence Department?"

Billy Zhou shook his head, took out a delicate glass vial, played with it in his hand, and said lightly: "It's still early, I'm talking to him about acting as an agent for special commodities in the Far East in the past few days." I also came up with a snuff. Let him give it a try.

I've reminded him that this thing is addictive. Let him use sparingly. He tried it and was very pleased with it, and he assured that it would make the company's special products popular in high society. ”

Ding Xinghao smiled bitterly and shook his head, secretly saying in his heart that this was indeed the case.

Snuff is a tobacco product that comes from Europe in its own right. In the ninth year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty (1581), it was introduced to China from Italy. During the Yongzheng period, the use of snuff was even worse, and those who paid tribute thought it was precious, and those who rewarded it thought it was a favor.

In the early days, snuff was produced in Germany, Spain, and France (especially in Germany), and it was expensive. Therefore, only the upper classes of society, such as bureaucrats and aristocracy, could afford to buy it.

This snuff is only one of the special commodities of the Far East, which is intended to be accepted more quickly by the upper class society in Europe, so as to open a breakthrough so that they can pay more attention to and try other special commodities of the Far East. The only difference from European snuff is that snuff in the Far East is spiced.

It's just that this snuff is an entry-level product, and the effect is only light and not violent, but after a long time of use, it will lose its initial pleasure and want to try a more violent product.

Lucien now felt like he had stepped from hell to heaven. In order to apologize, Billy Zhou led him to play in Manila for more than ten days, and the leisure and entertainment area almost let him play all over the place.

Over the years, Lucien has traveled south and north, and he can be regarded as well-informed, but until today, he does not know what imperial enjoyment is. Resplendent imperial bathrooms, exotic teahouses, and luxurious restaurants with stunning tastes, not to mention the high-end clubhouses on Fengyue Street. After more than ten days, Lucien felt that his previous life had been wasted. Compared with Manila, the lives of those royal families and aristocrats in Europe are simply country buns.

Manila is a charming city, clean, fresh, orderly, and well-managed. Busy marinas, quiet port districts, bustling business districts, bustling leisure and entertainment districts, and elegant garden-like communities on the outskirts of Manila.

In the evening, Lucien will go to the esplanade in the port area, sit on the deck chair under the coconut trees, quietly watch the sunset and sunset on the sea and sky, and look at the street lamps that slowly light up, and the mood will feel extremely comfortable.

Whenever this happens, Lucien pulls out the delicate glass vial, pours out a pinch of fine powder, and sucks it into his nose. In an instant, a faint sense of psychedelia hits you, and the pleasure follows, which will last for a long time before it ends.

At this moment, Lucien felt as if he was in heaven.

After the sour pleasure passed, he felt a strong desire to take his family to Manila. Thinking of the garbage and excrement on the ground in Paris, and the homeless people wandering around, he knew that if he left here and returned to Paris, he would never be able to stand the stench of the streets.

It's just that he doesn't know the intentions of the Far East now, there is no free lunch in the world, and there is never anything that is not earned for nothing. He is an adult, of course, he knows that the Far East must have some intention to treat him like this, so he has always been uncertain.

Until one day, when he was wandering the streets of Manila, he found that many people were running towards the port area, and he pulled a person to ask, and he knew that today was the day when the Far Eastern holy ship entered the port.

Lucien smiled bitterly and shook his head, he didn't take it seriously, it was nothing more than a fleet coming into port, what was the fuss about. It just so happened that he didn't have much to go at this time, so he also walked leisurely towards the port area. When he came to the esplanade in the port area, he was immediately stunned by the crowded scene here. He didn't understand, didn't he say that it was just the fleet entering the port, as for the current crowd of thousands of people rushing here to gather.

"Uh......h Woo......"

Two long and piercing beeps instantly excited the crowd gathered on the Corniche, whether it was the citizens of Manila or the merchants of various countries, they all looked into the distance with their eyes feverish.

Lucien was even more puzzled, and wanted to go up to see what was happening, but the shore of the esplanade was no longer crowded in, and he looked left and right, and found that there was a place in a flowerbed next to him, so he hurried over and climbed up with the help of several foreign merchants on the flowerbed.

He tiptoed his head and looked into the distance, the visibility on the sea was not good today, the sky was overcast, and Manila Bay was also filled with a thin layer of fog, he could only hear a long and piercing sound coming from the fog, and he did not see the scene in the fog.

Suddenly, an incomparably huge bow slowly emerged from the mist, growing larger and larger, until it completely revealed its true body from the mist, as if it was already a huge iron ship more than a hundred meters long.

Lucien's eyes went so dark that he almost fell off the flower bed. The largest French sailing ship of this era, compared to this huge iron ship, it was a sampan.

Not long after the huge iron ship came out of the mist, another behemoth burst out of the mist, this big iron ship was even bigger than the one just now. Lucien was completely shaken.

Moreover, he carefully observed the two huge iron ships, and found no sails on their hulls, such a large iron ship did not rely on sails to move forward. Lucien looked at the few merchants around him, and they all looked like they had seen a ghost, and everyone was probably confused by this.

Perhaps only God Almighty could have built such an incomparably huge iron ship. It's no wonder that the merchants of Manila call them holy ships, and there really is no more appropriate name than that.

When the figures of the two large iron ships gradually disappeared on the other side of Manila Bay, the crowd on the shore of the Corniche slowly dispersed. But Lucien still stood in the flower bed.

The strength of the Far East is really unfathomable, with such strength, let alone the South Seas, the whole East will be their world in the future. No...... The whole world may fall to their knees.

Thinking of this, Lucien made up his mind that no matter what the Far East wanted him to do, as long as he was not allowed to turn his back on God, even if it was to sell his soul, he would agree. And he decided to take his family to the East and leave the wild Europe completely.

With a decision in his heart, Lucien seemed to relax all of a sudden. He came down from the flower bed and sat down on a bench on the shore of the Corniche, still in his heart.

Lucien took out the delicate glass vial again, poured out a pinch of fine powder, and sucked it into his nose, allowing him to be slowly overwhelmed by a wave of illusory pleasure. (To be continued......)

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