Black Sail
Chapter 259: CCLIX. Guessing Objects Behind the Partition

Chapter 259: CCLIX. Guessing Objects Behind the Partition

The atmosphere of the entire venue dropped to freezing point, the musician’s hands turning somewhat stiff as he played. Only the crackling of the vigorously burning firewood in the fireplace could be heard, flames reflecting in the eyes of the desperados present.

Liszt happened to be dressed the same as Doringger, and their gazes locked in confrontation.

Doringger and three other big shots had already transformed into merchants, and he was now undoubtedly the most rampant in the East Sea.

But a mad desperado is not fearsome on his own, the key point is...

This was the ringleader of the most vicious thugs in the lawless zone, and Liszt had long been considered an infamous character.

And he had thought of this situation well in advance.

Doringger really had a seamless defense, letting him have the last word whether it was good or bad. If Liszt hadn’t followed that pretty finance girl into the room, he would have been the only one in the room opposing him, and his ending would have been very grim.

Qi Li and Wen Kui were both swayed by Doringger’s words. They didn’t carry the same burdens, so if Doringger was willing to offer them a lucrative deal, covering their Pirate Gang’s entire cost of living, why bother mixing with the unstable Liszt? Doringger was surely more reliable.

Seeing that Qi Li was already considering backing off, inadvertently distancing himself a few steps from Black Sail and his crew.

While Wen Kui was obviously a bandwagoner, having been invited by Qi Li, who definitely had more brains than himself, and following him would surely be the right choice.

Fen also couldn’t hold back, scanning the surroundings warily, awaiting Liszt’s response. Now, if he entered the room, it would be a complete disaster. Once the word got out that Liszt had been taken in by Doringger, all his "momentum" would be lost. He was ready with the Senluo Death Technique Eighth Rank, prepared to kill everyone in the room. Although Liszt had a powerful move, it wasn’t something he could release whenever he wished; he had to wait for people to come.

"Damn it..."

Morison’s smile was forced and mocking as if saying, "Enjoy your trip to Hell."

Shadi was also looking at Liszt, wasn’t it supposed to be a war of words? Bring out the Immortal Emperor’s Divine Power then.

Taylor was a bit panicked too. If he lost his foundation, how would he survive? Rely on the paltry handouts from Doringger? Taylor had already earned enough to retire, but would he dare? Those he had killed in the past and the enemies seeking revenge, would they agree to let him retire? If you’re finished, with no men beneath you, neither you nor your daughter could hope for a peaceful end.

At his indication,

Tani walked over to Liszt’s side and took his arm. Another big shot also stood with Taylor, the meaning was clear.

It was like choosing sides, placing their bets on Liszt. Taylor had also communicated with one big shot; Liszt was wealthy.

As for the third big shot who had previously coordinated with Doringger, he stood by his side.

The expressions of the people present were complex and their thoughts inscrutable.

Even so, Doringger was undisturbed. Two ringleaders of stolen goods distribution were merely at their wit’s end; once their base was gone, people under them would disperse on their own, and Liszt’s Pirate Gang allies were just fair-weather friends, a rabble bunch at best.

Mo’er saw that Liszt, faced with Doringger’s invitation, was hesitating. If he had been decisive, it would have been fine; he could stick or twist and would have been well-supported in either case. But now that he was hesitant, how could he compete with Doringger with such little experience?

"The Captain must be concerned, but you can dispel any doubts. After all, those who can host a banquet in the castle are none other than I."

Doringger’s silvery white hair fluttered slightly in the draft, and his valiant middle-aged features displayed a slight smile. Beside him, an extremely beautiful woman made his status look immensely high.

He was resolute in wanting to take in Liszt, insinuating that the two ringleaders of stolen goods distribution were trivial and essentially his employees.

At this moment.

The big move was already warming up.

An immense pressure seemed to break through some kind of barrier.

Liszt’s warm smile was nothing but a twitch of facial muscles on his scar-faced visage, his fierce aura confronting Doringger’s, seemingly overpowering him.

Liszt was ready to make his move!

"I’m afraid I’m not lucky enough to enjoy this. February 2nd, there’s still time. This is all a set-up, representatives from various major companies, if they have already invested, bagging all the opportunities at Heaven Port, how can other colleagues on the island come in? If outsiders start to bully us, could we ask Lord Dor to decide for us?"

Liszt knew Wen Kui followed Qi Li’s decisions. With one hand, he drew Qi Li closer.

A group of company representatives all felt ashamed, who the hell dared to bully you? Today was a lesson in the cutthroat world of the East Sea.

Qi Li’s eyes narrowed slightly in deep thought, he had to admit it made sense; the sudden claim Liszt got the date wrong, the fabricated February 2nd, was too unreliable.

He realized something, and abruptly turned to look at Liszt.

If all the major companies paid up tonight, to protect their assets, they would definitely have armed personnel over. By then, with Doringger and newcomers combined, wouldn’t suppressing those on the island be as easy as flipping one’s hand?

And Liszt clearly understood this logic; time was also a resource. He had to dismantle Doringger’s stage and cause destruction today to stand a chance.

Although there wasn’t a drop of blood, Qi Li felt unspeakably horrified, his scalp tingling; the schemes of these two were terrifying.

Taylor’s gaze also sharpened, Liszt had made it to today not without reason—such deep scheming.

Originally, the representatives had already invested eighty or ninety percent. Liszt caused a disturbance, and Doringger pulled a strong comeback, aiming for a full hundred percent, but now...

Suddenly, Liszt had revived from a hopeless situation, his trump card hadn’t even been fully deployed yet. He had to give Doringger a gut-wrenching blow.

The situation in Heaven Port was too complicated; some companies no longer wanted to get involved in this murky water, having invested money only to join a civil war.

Doringger’s side was dumbstruck. Liszt! The bastard! Really was dead set on messing with Doringger! Persuasion be damned!

While the assimilated Peak Competition Captains varied in expression, some shocked, others sighing. Shocked, they realized Liszt was far bolder than themselves in their prime, even grander in stature. Sighing, they knew it wouldn’t be long before Liszt might die violently in the streets, his body exposed in the wilderness.

Mo’er’s eyes were heavy with intensity, then quickly glanced over at Fen beside Liszt. These people were too brazen, courting death!

So they said Doringger was the East Sea King.

Unfazed even as the sky falls.

"Captain didn’t treat me as one of his own. He also underestimated my gratitude towards all captains, embarrassing our distinguished guests. There are no outsiders here, we’re all one of us. Here, constrained by international law, this is no longer a wilderness but Londen City, Chenxi Port. We’re all legitimate merchants. Competition is normal, business itself is give and take. Anyone wanting to do something that harms the interest of the entire island, even the whole world, I won’t let them off. Why do you keep repeating things that disrupt the harmonious coexistence?"

His words were of the highest caliber. Pirates could buy shares; pirates could be whitewashed. He favored no one but was considerate to all, maintaining a ruler’s neutral and moderate stance. It seemed to be so, what legitimate company would want to make trouble? In truth, the statement carried a different implication. It both preserved the dignity of his peers on the island and promised that if pirates caused trouble, Doringger wouldn’t let it slide.

He then added, "It’s my negligence that has spoiled the enjoyment of the guests. Investing naturally carries risk. Although we are not far from the New Continent, we’re not near either, and the seas are tumultuous. Those who arrive first will indeed get more."

Doringger was clawing back some ground. Now, having lost some clients was not a big deal. He wasn’t completely defeated yet. Acknowledging the losses was enough; the dominant position was still his. If he couldn’t take it all, he could still secure sixty or seventy percent.

"Lord Dor is right; investment itself is risky," said a representative in a red suit. There’s no such thing as a sure win in this world; they had braved the risks to come here for the New Year, just for this meeting, and couldn’t return empty-handed.

Armed personnel in one’s own company were common; though a strong dragon couldn’t repress the local snakes, once their numbers grew, such minor characters were of no risk.

The other representatives also expressed their stance, now Doringger could present the content of the deed for them to review the terms.

Even Taylor was finding it hard to keep composed. He already told another, if it didn’t work out tonight, they would completely fall out. If they couldn’t wipe out Doringger, couldn’t they just slaughter all the outsiders? See who dares to come to Heaven Port to do business then.

Now, Doringger wasn’t just on a comprehensive defense, he stood high above; Liszt had no point of breakthrough left.

Mo’er clicked his tongue towards this scene. You were given a way out and you didn’t take it, now it was too late.

As if Liszt and his party were already dead.

Just as Taylor was about to use the Magic Power Item to influence people.

Liszt’s trump card had finished chanting.

"So that’s how it is, Lord Dor’s vision is truly admirable. I have to admit defeat, speechless and conquered. Why wait for February 2nd, it’s too late. I’ve already invited all the brethren of the island to the castle, to discuss this matter with Lord Dor, we will be there soon. Without knowing where we stand, the brothers are fearful."

After Liszt finished his speech.

The whole venue fell silent.

He could invite all the pirate representatives to the castle, then who really was... Boss?

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