In McGregan's slaughter room, Planck was cutting oranges with a knife, and each knife was very clean.

Today he was invited to the slaughter room. He was very capable of contacting the Pirate King himself.

The slaughter room was filled with the fishy smell of fish entering the water, but Planck had long been used to it. The Mingyuan stopped around the slaughter dock all year round, and the stinky smell was already used to it by his nose.

Maybe his sense of smell may have failed, but he can always smell the source of the fishy smell.

The person who invited him had not appeared yet, Planck was not arrogant or impatient, and continued to peel the oranges one by one. In Bilgewater, no one dared to let him go to anger him.

No, there is such a person.

The attacker who appeared not long ago has not appeared under high pressure for more than a month. The sharp-scale hunters did not send back any news about her. As long as she did not show up, there was no way to deal with her.

Unfortunately, he didn't leave any more survivors when he killed the Fuqiong family, otherwise he would have been caught and hung on the mast now, and I believe the attacker would soon be unable to sit still.

"Please hand over all weapons, this is the rule of negotiation." The voice of a thug came from the door. Planck raised his eyelids and glanced out the door slightly.

An old witch, wearing a rotten dress covered with seafood, was like a living dead man in the ocean. She was holding a sea snake crutch in her hand, and a one-eyed octopus lying on her head, staring at Planck with her big yellow eyes for a moment.

Planck felt wisdom from the gaze of that creature, from the deep sea.

"You don't have to be so strict with an old lady. Just a crutch. Let her in."

Hearing Planck's voice, the thug retracted behind the door.

The sea witch really doesn't need a crutch. She floated in with barefoot and her feet were suspended on the three-foot-high ground.

But even so, she is not as good as Planck.

As soon as she came in, she stared at Planck with a turbid and empty look. Even though Planck had robbed the Twelve Seas for so many years, it was the first time she had seen such a strange person.

But he looked calm and sat down and continued to peel the orange peel... But in fact, in the dark compartment of his red cloak, there was a loaded large-caliber pistol, which was the gun left by the attacker that day.

The so-called negotiation rules are originally meant to betray. However, even without this gun, Planck could easily throw the knife in his hand into the eye of the intimidating octopus.

"So, Sea Witch, what are you looking for me?"

The sea witch did not answer Planck's question immediately. She stretched out her crutch and poked it. A hole appeared out of thin air above the table, and a pile of old coins, ancient relics, and rare gems fell down.

Although there was copper rust on it, stained with barnacles and dry seaweed, it was worth enough to meet the income of the slaughter pier for several months.

Even so, Planck still looked unmoved.

Don't seem too anxious.

He moved his eyes away from the treasure on the table and said, "What exactly do you want with such a generous reward?"

The sea witch stared at him with a muddy and empty look. Then the creature lying on her head blinked her golden eyes.

"Two rats promised sacrifices to the underwater beasts." said the witch hoarsely, "bring them, these, plus more, are all for you."

"What kind of rats are there?" Planck asked.

"One hand holds a stack of cards, which is beautiful and shining. The other hand holds a huge gun." said the sea witch.

Planck stood up from his chair like a giant statue rising from the abyss.

"I will use all my connections to find them." A scarlet light appeared in Planck's eyes, and he felt very excited.

Of course he knew these two rats.

Planck has always looked down on Drizzt's quick-handed thief. It's good to call Grayfos to do some rough work, but unfortunately, neither of them wants to do things for others.

The sea witch left the deposit and left, while Planck was still sitting in McGregan's slaughter room, staring at the pile of treasures on the table.

In fact, he is rich and powerful, no longer value wealth. There is his warehouse on the slaughtering pier, which is full of rare treasures he has plundered from the Twelve Seas. It is so high that he can't see: glowing armor, exotic artworks, luxurious and dazzling silk...all of which are valuable.

What he cares more about is what comes after the treasure.

I don’t know who spread it, but the news that the Sea Witch lost the Abyss Crown has spread in Bilgewater, and even Planck, who has been in the deep and simple way, has heard of it.

But no one knows who stole the crown, or even whether the rumors are true or not, just to be a joke.

But now the sea witch came to him personally and asked him to help catch two people.

Her personal appearance confirmed the truth of the rumor, and it was obvious that Drizzt and Grayfors stole the crown of the Sea Witch guarding.

In order for Bilgewater to continue to hold it firmly in his own hands, Planck must win the Abyss Crown.

With the crown, he can control the giant beast under the sea; with the giant beast, he can control the water flow of Bilgewater, and he no longer has to worry about the attack of the beast. Even the fish that escaped from him could not hide it anymore.

At the same time, in a hotel, Grayfos and Drizzt didn't know that they had been targeted.

Drizzt crossed his hands behind his head, worried about not being able to leave the city.

Now the city is full of wind and rain, and everyone is talking about the Abyss Crown. Although they have not specified the two of them. But if this matter can be leaked, it must be that Kahn and the others escaped alive.

They wanted to leave Birch and go to Peel City, but Planck didn't know what was going on, so he ordered the port to be blocked, and ships were not allowed to carry too much food to leave the port and voyages, and only allowed to move around the waters around Birchwater.

"I just said you should have been killed in the first place, but now it's known to everyone." Drizzt lie on the bed and complained, causing Grayfos to smash the table with his fist.

"You were holding cards in your hand at that time, why didn't you do something that just moved your fingers? Even if you didn't want to dirty your hands, it would be almost the same!" Graves glared at Drizzt. He admitted that he was soft-hearted at that time, but this was not the reason why Drizzt threw the blame on him.

He is doing the dirty and tiring work, so can Drizzt, a bitch, share some of it?

"If you don't take so many treasures in the cave, you have to take this unlucky crown. Now it's fine, because of it, we can't even get out of the city."

"Who said I didn't take it? Didn't I invite you to have a drink that night?" Graves smashed the table again. Anyway, it was not his own, so he didn't feel sorry for him.

"Then what?"

"Those golden sirens were taken out of the cave."

"No... there are so many treasures in the cave, you just have a few golden sirens?" Drizzt sat up from the bed and stared at Grayfos' beard.
Chapter completed!