Chapter 269

The shell kingdom in the East China Sea is also a member country of the world government. Every year, the gold in the sky is also a variety of stone works carved from shells.

After passing the port, I looked up and saw a huge city, a city made of shells, shell city.

There are a lot of residents on this island, but most of them are workers, because the shells and stones of Shell Island are sold to the whole East China Sea except for the Tianlong people. The stones are all controlled by the royal family, and most of the workers are rural farmers, refugees, tramps and so on.

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The sound of the whip sounded in the distance, and everyone found that a group of Kingdom guards were waving the whip in their hands. Hundreds of workers were dragging huge wooden cars with mined shells on them, and they were walking hard.

"Well... It seems that the essence of the world is the same." Seeing this behind the scenes, Moser said with a smile that the bodyguards waving the whip, the aristocrats in the carriage, and the workers pulling the shells are the epitome of polkalia.

"The conquest of polkalia, the gold in the sky, the burning garbage mountain in the kingdom of Goya, and the shell mining slaves in the shell island are essentially the same, but this is the epitome of the world." Reinhardt laughed and shook his head. "Let's go."

"Ask about the route to shell village." At Mosel's command, the guard went out.

"Hello, from other places?" At this time, a voice came. Not far away came a man like a beggar. He came to look at Reinhardt and reminded him, "don't look, if you are found by nobles, you may be forced to mine shells."

"What's the matter?" Asked Moselle.

"You must need a guide where you are going." The man laughed.

"Shell village, do you know?"

"I know, but it's a little far away..."

Mosel handed over a bag of Bailey. "Money is not a problem."

"Get a carriage."

The beggar, with a smile, opened his purse and looked at it. After a while, he said with a satisfied smile, "good drop, follow me."

After passing through the huge wall of shell city, we enter the country road. Nearby, there are many mines left over from the exploitation of shells, emitting a bad smell.

"It's ahead." About half an hour later, the beggar pointed to a village not far in front of him and said that there was a huge white shell standing at the door of the village, and the words "shell village" were written in black.

"If you want information, just call me." The beggar left a word and then left.

"Go in and have a look." Reinhardt spoke, and Fiona nodded and followed.

After entering the village, it was obvious that there were few villagers. Although there were small houses made of huge shells everywhere, the doors were closed.

"Ask people to knock door to door." Said Reinhardt.

"Found it. It's inside." The bodyguard came back and said, then he took some people to the depth of shell village, and soon came to a simple house. The door of the house was open, but there seemed to be no one inside.

The guard called for a while, but no one agreed. So he frowned and went into the room to check.

But there was no one in the room.

"I found a neighbor in the neighborhood who knew the situation."

Reinhardt nodded: "go out and have a look."

After listening to the neighbor for a while, Reinhardt finally understood that the guard named pelette had died from working in the shell quarry a few years ago. Naturally, the neighbor also mentioned the little boy brought back by pelette in those years. Now it is said that he was arrested by a gangster organization named [shell] in shell city. It seems that he owed a lot of gambling debts.

"The gangsters we met in the harbor?" Moser was a little surprised. He was really predestined. "In this case, let's go for a trip and beat the small ones, but we can't let the big ones go."

"Going to him?" Reinhardt asked Fiona.

"Are you looking for shells?" At this time, an arrogant voice began to ring. A group of about 20 gangsters came over with swords and guns in their hands. They were holding cigarettes in their mouths and looking at Reinhardt and his party.

The head's mouth is a little crooked, but his appearance is very arrogant. The leader who was beaten by Moser in the harbor is standing next to him. Now his head is covered with bandages.

When the neighbors saw the gangsters, they ran away immediately.

"It's them who don't pay at the port and beat us up."

"You're the shell thugs?" Moser laughed and said, "we just want to go to you. I hope you can cooperate with us."

"Wow, hahaha, it's really ungrateful for people from other places to let gangs cooperate with you." The leader laughed, and the gangsters behind him laughed wildly.

"It seems that I can't talk about anything else until I get rid of your bones first." Mosel sighed.

"Wait a minute."

At this time, Reinhardt said a word, and then he whispered to Fiona, "what's his name?"

"Gatour."

Reinhardt nodded: "kill the others, leave one to lead the way."

"Kids, you don't know how powerful our shells are. You said you wanted to kill us, ha ha ha."

The thugs all around laughed wildly.

Seeing the laughter all around, Moser didn't even pull out his musket, so he went over.

The answer to them was fierce fists. There was no doubt that Moser won by an overwhelming advantage, and all the East China Sea gangsters could not make it to the stage. Gail, who had eaten the fruit of a strong city, met in Rogge town before, was also a rubbish. It was insulting to say that he was a gang.

"Where is gatul?" Moselle found the leading thug, grabbed him by the collar and asked.

"Gatour?" Confused, the name is familiar, but I can't remember it.

"Since you don't know, go to hell."

"No, I'll take you to shell's headquarters." The gangster leader is rather afraid of death.

"Brother, are you going?" Mosel turned to look at Reinhardt.

Reinhardt nodded and showed a smile: "go, there must be a result in this matter, otherwise our king will never give up."

"Hum!" Fiona shook her head and ignored him.

The streets of shell city extend in all directions. Bodyguards can be seen everywhere. Carriages pass by from time to time. There are various types of shops on both sides of the road, including fruit shops, clothing shops, pubs, jewelry shops and so on.