Chapter 612

The jungle in waijuster is very prosperous, and towering trees have grown freely for hundreds of thousands of years. Even if the Morgan family settled in, they only picked those they want to pick in the plan, and none of the plants outside the red line have been moved.

For this reason, the forest roads connecting the venue from the villa are real tree lined trails, tortuous and rugged. Even if the sun is high, there are almost no shining spots on the road.

Haina jumped gracefully on the branches like a leopard, more than 10 meters on the side and less than 20 meters in a straight line, which was the staff leaving pier 17.

The voice didn't convey very clearly, but through the gap of the leaves, Haina's pupils clearly locked the leading pilot. He didn't talk to anyone all the way.

The crowd soon walked out of the forest road and broke up in front of a large shell house. There was still no communication like a stranger. The crowd went west and the pilot went east.

Haina silently looked at the grand and strange villa house in the sun, jumped to the ground, and followed the pilot into the East path.

The man walked alone in front, walked along the forest road without fork for more than ten minutes, and came to a new wharf with four plank roads, which is much larger than pier 17.

"Pier 1..."

Haina remembers that Lorin's chart marked the wharf with number one, and it was indicated on the chart that it was for the organizer's own use, that is, the wharf for the Morgan family's own use.

There are seven large and small ships berthed at the wharf. Two more than 50 meters are Bagh and five mast skuna cargo ships, two more than 40 meters are standard Galen destroyers, and three berths arranged in a row at the outermost berth. All of them are slups more than 10 meters long, which is obviously a substitute transportation around the island.

However, although the scale is large, the planning of No. 1 wharf is no different from that of No. 17 wharf. There is a administrator's cabin beside the wharf, and further away is a long row of shed houses. According to 16 people living in one room, it can squeeze about 200 people.

The only villa is built on the high side of the coast. The square Rococo wooden building is divided into three floors and dozens of spacious rooms, surrounded by stone walls, surrounded by large green and flat lawns.

The popularity here also exceeded Haina's imagination. In addition to the ubiquitous dockers and sailors on the beach on the plank road, Haina also identified at least 40 full-time guards, who guarded inside and outside the villa in a semicircular shape.

From time to time, three or two armed people patrol with ferocious hounds. Hard workers and sailors dare not approach the villa. The invisible gap divides the already small Wharf into two parts.

Haina stood in the shadow of the entrance of the forest path holding the trunk and watched the pilot enter the villa.

The sailors along the road nodded to him one after another. The sweaty labourers looked at him as if he had nothing. The guards looked very respectful, bowed their heads and followed the ceremony. It was clearly a heavily guarded place, but no one stopped him for investigation.

Haina watched him walk slowly through the whole dock into the villa, looking at people and the sky

Even for assassin, it is difficult to plunge into the heavily guarded villa in broad daylight.

The difficulty of this matter is not whether she can go in, but that after being found, she must kill people to avoid exposing her whereabouts.

Waijuster's situation is far from the point where she needs to do so, and the information exposed by the pilot can only prove that he is an important figure in the Morgan chamber of Commerce.

Millions of auctions will naturally gather many important people. Whether he comes from Morgan or elsewhere, he is not enough to be judged as a threat to Drake.

"If it were night..."

Haina sighed regretfully, lowered her head and went into the jungle.

……

A night without words, a morning.

At about 8 a.m. on July 20, wharf 17 was bustling.

The sailors in varkiri are doing morning exercises in the limited space of the deck and plank road. The alert group is changing shifts. The night shift group, including the wharf cabin, which has been pestering all night, has a chance to rest.

At the other end of the villa, Carmen, Sharon and Siegel rode on the grass, while Lorraine and Karen, Ryan and Harry practiced swords in groups in front of the yard.

Lev's morning exercise is chopping firewood. Shirtless, carrying an axe, his strong muscles were covered with sweat and glittered in the sunrise.

Haina's morning exercise is to tease the cat. When she took off her blouse, she was wearing a sleeveless Hoodie marked by asasin and lying on both ends of the roof in the same way as white ears. Her solemn appearance was the eve of the decisive battle between Simon blowing snow and ye Gucheng on the top of the Forbidden City.

"The Egyptian woman..." sig looked up at the battlefield with the rein. "Did jezra learn the killing skill from the cat?"

"Just the opposite." Carmen clamped the horse's belly and asked the horse to raise his knees. "Yesla is the master of white ear, which even white ear knows very well."

"It's sad that I'm not surprised." sig urged the horse to catch up. "You are all abnormal guys."

"People who like cross dressing don't seem to have a position to gossip about other people's lives, miss siglett."

"You're boring, Miss Xavier." sig glanced at Carmen from the corner of his eye and saw a carriage driving out of the forest and dangling at the gate of the villa. "Ah, it seems that they spent 20 minutes reading the introduction of all the auction products. There are no design drawings of the rage, nor the asasin arm blade that Lorraine wants.

He pushed the list aside and asked softly, "well, everybody, what do you want?"

"Shield of sloDe." to everyone's surprise, the speaker would be lev. "SloDe is a powerful valkiri, the daughter of Thor in myth, but in the proud dinas saga, she is also the princess philotamia of branla."

"I guess sloDe was tired of the endless noise and celebration in the house of the spirit and attached himself to philotamia, but that doesn't matter."

"Philotemia is a powerful shield woman. She has an unshakable Uzi steel round shield. It is said that she once held the shield to block the giant's mace and the devil's claws. Even if she fought against a hundred, there has never been any scar on the shield."

"I want that shield!"

SIG looked at Lev suddenly as if he had seen a ghost. Lorraine turned the list and smiled.

"It's no surprise that every Viking is a grumpy poet and erudite historian. ADA and Sakya are their must read. They know much more than ordinary people think... Yes."

The seventh auction, the shield of sloDe, is the dowry of a princess along the Mediterranean coast in the 14th century. It looks perfect and starts at ￡ 1200.

"For the steel shield 400 years ago, Leff proposed it as our first auction target. Do you have any comments?"