"Ha ha ha ~"
"ha ha ~"
Su Mo burst out laughing and couldn't stand on his waist. He had to press his hat with one hand to prevent it from falling into another.
He knew that the people of the morik family were greedy. With money, they climbed from a small Baron to their present position step by step.
For the sake of money, they can carry hundreds of corpses from their factory every day, and the river of the manor can be blocked by corpses.
But I didn't expect that his only son was arrested. He thought that others would give him money and give him two million yuan. I really can't use the word greedy to describe the count.
"What are you laughing at?" Su Mo laughed, and the count of Gresham morick couldn't laugh.
He knew that he must have made some mistakes, and very funny kind, otherwise the other party would not laugh so unscrupulously.
"Cough, two million gold coins are not given to you by us, but by you, the count. Captain Sam said that as long as one copper is missing, you may never have a grandson." Su Mo replied with a smile.
The count of Gresham morick was furious at once, and said angrily, "it's impossible!"
"Are you sure?" Su Mo stares at him and asks.
"No way!" Although it was the same sentence, the voice was much weaker. The count of Gresham morick was not a real idiot, otherwise he would not have been the tax minister.
"Are you really sure, count, future Duchess?" Su Mo asked for the third time.
"No way. Two million is too much. I don't have that much money at all." The count of Gresham morick had no momentum this time; the previous impossibility might have been called a refusal, and the third time was almost a plea.
Begging, Su Mo guessed, the morik family must often hear the voice of begging.
Sorrow is everywhere.
However, they never pay attention to this kind of voice. Instead, they feel that if a person's cry is not sad enough, it means that his value has not been really squeezed clean.
"Two and a half million, or we'll tear up the tickets." Su Mo thought about it and asked tentatively.
Count Gresham morick doubted that he had heard something wrong. Why did he say that if he could not offer two million yuan, the other party raised the price and asked for 2.5 million yuan directly.
"Why do you look at me like this? You don't believe me, right? I'll send you master Todd's hand. I just hope that he won't die of excessive blood loss. After all, we live on the sea and lack of medicine." Su Mo said lightly how to toss the son of others.
"One million, I'll give you one million, enough for your profligacy." Said count Gresham morick, biting his teeth.
"If you are not satisfied with the price, you can't raise it any more, my dear count. If you add more, you can't really bring it out." Su Mo grinned.
In the eyes of count Gresham morick, he was a devil.
"Two million, I'll give it to you, but you'll make sure my son is safe and sound." The count of Gresham morick finally compromised.
He was confronted with an extremely clever enemy, who knew his situation like the palm of his hand and held his three inch lifeline in his hand, which made him unable to fight back.
It is true that there is no force to fight back, even if he killed the man in front of him, it will not help.
Damn captain Sam, how on earth did he catch Todd's son!
It must be when he sailed out to sea.
I shouldn't be so confident that the pirates dare not provoke such nobles with fleet in hand.
Who on earth gave captain Sam the courage? Didn't he worry about revenge from the shore?
I can't tell you anything else. As soon as the sign of mollick came out, the ships and cargoes of Captain Sam would not be expected to come to the South any more. There was not much to come.
He didn't know. Captain Sam knew nothing about it. His old man was still on his black Sam warship, with a group of younger brothers fighting with another big pirate.
"I need to know that my son is OK, otherwise how can I know if you are lying to me." This is not the last struggle of count Gresham morick. He really needs to know the situation of his son. If he has died in the battle, he will lose his wife and lose his army.
"This is simple. You can specify a paragraph or an action for master Todd to say and do, and then we will send it back with magic image." Su Mo had expected this for a long time.
Soon, count Gresham morick had agreed on the action and the lines.
Su Mo left the count's house and disappeared in the crowd.
Here, everyone is still hi. It seems that they will not be willing to spend 50 gold coins to buy the pass without a whole day's play.
Master Todd was taken out of the cage by Caesar and returned to the boat with Lefu.
According to the request of Lefu, master Todd finished his actions and lines while crying, and then he was put into the cage again.He felt that the damned room was full of the spirits of the slaves and didn't want to stay any longer.
However, raffle left him in this room.
I hope this lost soul child can be redeemed, but in other words, a trip to the sea killed more than 50 slaves, and begged to be redeemed. That's what the so-called God is like.
"Boss, shall we release him after we get the ransom?" Caesar followed raffle, scratching his ears.
"What do you think?" Instead of answering, Lefu left the question to the monkey to guess.
The magic image soon passed, and there was no more luck in the mind of the count of Gresham morick. He began to raise money and run Mr. Martin's plan to get out of prison.
Yes, it works.
The aristocracy is intertwined. Count morick has many allies. He doesn't need to send someone to break the prison. He can get Martin out of the pirate as long as he pays some other benefits.
It's not captain Sam himself, just his assistant. Not many people care about his life and death.
In order to delay time, count Gresham morick set the time for the exchange of hostages and gold coins on the morning of the next day.
On the other side that Su Mo didn't know, the count of morik did not give up his efforts to find his son. He could judge that the place where the son was located was the family ship. As long as he found the boat, he could find the son.
His valet and doorman poured out, hoping to save two million gold coins and, by the way, to cut Mr. Martin, who was about to be fished out of prison.
Of course, the pirate in charge of the connection can't let go, he is too cheap.
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