"You don't want the Pluto drawings to be found by those in the world governments, right?"

Frank's face stopped and he couldn't help but want to throw a few shells into Garen's face.

Garen added silently:

"In addition to personal safety, I went to Alabastan with me."

"Splied houses and land, annual salary of 100 million yuan."

Franky chose to compromise.

"All right."

He sighed softly and said to Garen, "Let me say goodbye to those little brothers, I'll leave with you again."

"Farewell? No need."

Garen replied:

"Although your younger brothers are a little curious in their style and a little exaggerated in their style, they are all skilled shipbreakers and rare technicians."

"You might as well bring them to Alabastan together!"

"What?!"

Frank stood up in anger: "You actually want my little brothers to go to Alabastan as hostages to threaten me?"

""

Garen didn't say anything, but looked at Frankie with a weird look.

Franky was a little uncomfortable to see, and the momentum that burst out in anger also diminished almost nothing in the confrontation: "What, what?"

"You're thinking too much. I really just want to hire some advanced technicians."

Garen shook his head helplessly:

"You remind me now."

"So your little brothers Shamatt can still be used as hostages."

Frank's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

"Brother Frank! Brother Frank!"

However, a noise suddenly sounded outside the shipyard. The owner of the sound was the group of younger brothers that Frankie was concerned about: "We are here to save you!"

"Didn't you let you go?"

Frankie didn't appreciate it at all and shouted loudly to the outside, "Who asked you to save me!"

He has accepted Garen's appointment, so he still needs his younger brother to "rescue"

"Brother, don't worry!"

The excited voices of the little brothers came over: "We found two masters to help!"

Frank's expression became a little awkward, and he was at a loss for a moment.

Even if he is really "saved"

At that time, the other party will be angry and expose the incident of Pluto's drawings, and the result will only be worse.

"oh?"

But Galen suddenly became interested: "Who dares to come and cause trouble for me?"

He carried the great sword and walked out under the hostile gaze of Frankie brothers:

"I wonder which two righteous men actually 'performed the way for heaven' to me?"

"I!"

A black-faced man stood up without retreating.

Galen looked closely and suddenly realized that the man in front of him looked familiar:

I saw him wearing a short white canvas head, wearing a solid-colored long shirt, a circle of iron wire on his cheeks, a beard that looked like a yellow raccoon, a layer of scared hair on his chest, a wine pot in his hand, a musket on his waist, a body that was one meter long, and a shoulder width of ten, and he looked like a hero.

"Who are you?"

Garen asked with some concern.
Chapter completed!