When Edmund asked, Curlow took the first sip of wine. He smacked his lips and said in response to Edmund's expectant eyes:

“This wine is good”

Edmund smiled and said, "You haven't answered my question yet, Jinniang."

"Ah? What did you say?" Kuro took another sip of wine, shook his glass and commented: "This wine is really good, not much worse than my private storage. The king is the king and he is rich."

As a senior in the navy and a business tycoon, Kuro himself also collects taxes. It is natural to say that he has money and has the right to have any kind of good wine, but he has never tasted this wine.

But I think so, this is the king, who is also powerful and rich. Judging from the quality of life of those citizens, can they still get something if they want?

"Of course, if you want, I have a lot of private treasures. Let the waiter send a batch to your warship."

Edmund smiled slightly and continued, "It seems that General Jinzhang doesn't like my problem very much."

"Ah? Question? The questions are left to people with knowledge. I am an old illiterate and have never studied. Where can I answer any questions?" Kuro said.

God is pitiful. There is no such thing as "education" in this world. You either hire a knowledgeable private teacher or find a way to solve it yourself. You can't rely on God to reward you and learn without a teacher.

Kuro knew literacy purely because he worked hard. When he was a child, he begged others to teach him how to read. As for semantic answers, it was all the foundation of his previous life.

He dared to guarantee that half of the people in the navy were just literate. Otherwise, why did he like to use Crow so much? Isn’t it just easy to use it?

For illiterate people, even if they are literate, they are military advisors.

Dog-headed military advisor.

"The dignified General Jinniu, the nemesis of the old era, is such an interesting person. It's a coincidence that I have never studied." Edmund smiled and said, "I have always been disgusted with old scholars since I was a child. They taught me the pedantic things, and even asked me to write diaries. I am the king, so why do I need to write diaries?"

"Yes, why do you need to write a diary?" Kuro nodded.

"Are you writing a diary?" Edmund asked.

"I don't write, I can't read, what about you?" Kuro said.

"I don't write either," Edmund said: "Writing a diary is not a thought."

"Who writes the words in your heart in your diary? It would be better to curse me directly." Kuro smiled.

"Yes, who can write a diary for serious people?"

"Can the diary be a serious person?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and said in unison: "Sincere."

Edmund smiled, raised the wine glass, and clinked the glass with Kuro. After taking a sip, he suddenly took out a piece of parchment from his arms. With a flash of his finger, the parchment slipped smoothly to Kuro.

"I admire you very much, so I plan to give you some benefits. Come on, this document is it. I decided to fund your Navy's 100 million Baileys every year. In addition, you personally get an additional 30 million Baileys, not much, but the fly legs are also meat. How about it, sign it."

As he said that, he took out another pen from his arms and pushed it to Kuro.

“I can’t read.”

Although Kuro said that, when the parchment came, he still glanced at it subconsciously, and then his smile froze.

The parchment on it is really what Edmund said, funding 100 million Baileys in the Navy every year and giving himself 30 million Baileys alone. However, if conditions permit, the black and white text on it says that Rucilu Kuro must pay for Dovich Edmund if necessary.

pay?

What to pay?

Where did such a contract come from?

"Your head is so soft and soft in wine? How can you take out such a fantastic thing?" Kuro said subconsciously.

"Aren't you illiterate?" Edmund smiled.

The scene was a little silent for a moment.

Curlow raised his head and stared at Edmund who was keeping a smile. Seeing that there was teasing and cunning in his eyes, he immediately gritted his teeth and said, "Play to me? Why are you looking for me?"

Edmund stood up slowly and laughed: "As I said just now, I actually admire you very much, Rucilu Kulo, so, can you serve me? I will show you something more exciting and great than being a navy. Of course, the money will still be given to you, I will give you 100 million Baileys and be my slave."

"Silly!"

Kuro stood up and walked out, "Let's turn around and hand over the promised 100 million Bailey to me, and leave!"

What he wanted was a total of 100 million Bailey's appearance fee that had been agreed upon before.

But as soon as these words came out, Edmund's eyes shone brightly, his smile opened from the corner of his mouth, "The contract was made"

brush!

Without saying the word "文", a black light flashed from somewhere, and directly stroked his neck and broke his head. A large ball of blood spurted out from the neck, heading towards the head to the height, and then swung to the ground.

"You're the trap of language skills!"

Kuro was not stupid. When he finished speaking, he instinctively felt the chills and crisis. In addition, what Edmund hadn't said just now, it was obvious that it was a language trap!

Kuro had encountered such a person. The ability of a certain "anti-reverse fruit" that could even reverse life and death by relying on language.

He seemed to have met some conditions by himself, otherwise his experiences and feelings would not have made him feel the crisis.

Then it's time to take action.

So what about the king? I will kill him if he kills him!

"You are so brave. You dare to think about Navy General!"

Kuro stared at the head with wide eyes and said hatefully: "But how could your broken strength be faster than my knife by just your ability?"

If this kind of weird ability is a conspiracy, then the hard power is the Sunshine Avenue.

Under the dignity, no matter how conspiracy or tricks are hidden.

Especially here are the only two of them, and they can't even stop them. Why dare to treat themselves like this?

Just killed a king so rashly

Kuro shook Qiushui and threw the blood on the blade to the ground. After putting the knife into the sheath, he rubbed his eyebrows with some headaches. "This is a bit troublesome. Although he was ill-treated against me, he died here after all, and he couldn't refute it. Everyone knows that he invited me here. Now that the person is dead, his neck is still so neat, you can tell at a glance that I killed him. How can I solve it?"

This is different from before in the East China Sea. He found a clear evidence of his crime, and if he killed him, he would kill him.

But this time there is nothing. If he kills this, he will be complained by the franchise. This is a big deal.
Chapter completed!