"Then try it!"

After Frank wrote this sentence, he saw Wei Ran nodding and immediately threw the newspaper into the still burning fireplace not far away. Karen, who had already quietly crawled to the fireplace, also gently picked up a piece of paper at the same time.

After stirring up the ashes of the newspaper, the firewood was placed on the blazing fire.

At the same time, while Wei Ran and Frank continued to discuss the "human trafficking" deal, they each took off their clothes, pants and even shoes and handed them to each other, and then put on the clothes the other party handed to them.

"Victor, how about you give me one night to think about it?"

When Frank saw that Wei Ran was fully dressed, he immediately said, "Tomorrow morning! If I accept your offer, I will go to the tavern to find you. However, if I really go, I hope you can prepare the purchase in advance."

You can’t afford a penny less to get to Cullen!”

"It seems you still want to taste your fists!"

Wei Ran said, waving his fist again and giving the opponent a light punch, "This punch is for Karen!"

"This punch was also for Karen!"

Frank also used the same excuse to fight back, and the two struggled again and finally fell heavily to the floor. However, by the time they fell to the ground, Wei Ran and Frank had already exchanged positions.

"I will take Karen to the tavern first to prevent you from sneaking him away today."

Wei Ran lay on the floor and shouted breathlessly. Immediately afterwards, Frank had already stood up and pulled Karen to the door.

The brother and sister quickly put on their large raincoats, and Frank even took a towel to cover his nose before carrying his sister on his back, using umbrellas, clothes, towels, and his sister's crying comfort as cover.

, taking over Wei Ran’s identity, he walked to the Siren Tavern fearfully.

On the contrary, the sister Karen on his back had a very good psychological quality. Before leaving, she not only remembered to say a harsh word, but also closed the door tightly to avoid the possibility of Wei Ran's secrets being revealed.

As soon as the other party walked away, Wei Ran, who had been holding his nose while talking, immediately let go and tried his best to imitate Frank's voice and let out a series of gasping screams and curses at Victor.

While he waited patiently, the Frank brothers and sisters also returned to the Siren Tavern without any danger.

"Uncle Artur, Victor is injured, do you have any medicine?" Karen asked anxiously before getting off the fake Victor.

Artur only glanced at it and understood the situation in an instant. He immediately picked up the oil lamp on the bar and led the way. As he walked upstairs, he said, "Yes, they are all on the third floor. Let him and me come up quickly."

Ya, take Karen to change some clothes."

"Come with me"

Mia secretly put away the pistol hidden in the cuff of her pajamas, and pulled Karen, who looked worried, into her room.

On the stairs leading to the third floor, Artur, who was holding a kerosene lamp, deliberately blocked the light of the kerosene lamp with his body, leaving Frank behind him with a towel covering less than half of his face in the darkness.

, and at the same time, a series of impulse-related sermons kept coming out of his mouth.

When the two of them safely arrived at the third floor, which was not open to guests, and got into Artur's bedroom, Frank continued to follow what Wei Ran taught him before, while taking a breath and saying soft words from time to time.

Atul told Artur in a low voice the expected time of Wei Ran's return and the arrangements for that time.

At the same time, in Frank's room, Wei Ran carefully listened under each window, and then waited patiently until after the agreed time, no gunshots were heard from the tavern.

After heaving a sigh of relief, he quietly climbed up to the second floor with the only kerosene lamp in hand, and looked out carefully from every window.

After confirming the surrounding situation, he went to the first floor in the dark, put on the Soviet cloak in the metal book, and put on the flashlight found in Frank's room, crawling in the cold muddy water, clinging to the budding grass.

The grass, like a very patient lizard, left Frank's house little by little.

Wei Ran did not go far at all. He hid in the shadow of a building and observed the house he had just left. Until he was sure that no one was passing by, he ducked and circled back to the back of the Siren Tavern.

Glancing at his bedroom on the third floor of the tavern, a weak candle had been lit as agreed. He immediately took out the pocket watch that Artur had given him and took a look at it. Then he slowly turned around, pressed against the wet turf, and faced

Climbing slowly through the oak forest to the north of the tavern.

Thanks to the cover of the heavy rain, he was not discovered by anyone until he entered the oak forest. Even before entering the oak forest, he discovered a German soldier hiding under a tent made of raincoats and secretly smoking.

Without daring to waste too much time, Wei Ranmao hunkered down and moved quickly through the oak forest, and finally found a small hunter's cabin in the deepest part.

Carefully approaching the door of the hunter's cabin, Wei Ran lay on his stomach and looked through the window, which was only as big as a bowl. Not to mention, the cabin was dark, and there was an unpleasant smell of excrement. Moreover, he didn't wait.

He could see clearly that a big wet nose had protruded from the small and pitiful hole, and then he heard a crunching sound of teeth.

Wei Ran touched the tip of his nose with lingering fear. Fortunately, he had retreated in time, otherwise his nose would have been bitten off just by that blow.

"Can I ride this crap?"

Wei Ran hesitated for a moment, and finally opened the chain that was wrapped around the fence door several times. With the help of the flashlight covered with a layer of cloth, he could barely see clearly the strong black horse that kept snoring.

"Don't bite me. If you dare to bite me, I will stew you."

Wei Ran swallowed and carefully stretched out his hand to the reins tied to the pillar. At most, he had only experienced horse riding in domestic grassland scenic spots before, and even then, he still let the groom lead him.

. So to put it simply, he can only be regarded as a theoretical person at best.

But if he only relied on his own two legs, the 14-kilometer round trip would not be enough for him to get back to the Siren Tavern before dawn.

Just when he stretched out his hand in fear and held the reins tremblingly, Wei Ran suddenly felt a familiar feeling that seemed familiar. It was not until this moment that he realized that the skill task he had completed had made him

What I learned was riding a horse!

“This is such a huge profit!”

Wei Ran lost his timidity the moment he took hold of the reins. He felt an indescribable sense of familiarity, as if he had learned massage and bone-setting.

And the reason why he said he made a lot of money is naturally because after so many visits, the battlefield he returned to most often was the battlefield of World War II. On the battlefield around 1940, even if he was blown away by the Germans of later generations, there was nothing in the sky or on the earth.

The mechanized German army also relied heavily on mules and horses for transportation and transportation.

In other words, in the 21st century, this horse riding skill may be a pretentious sport for the rich, but in World War II, it was a real BUFF that increased movement speed.

With a smile on his face, he led the black horse out and tied it to the railing. Wei Ran turned on the flashlight again, and with the faint light, he found a saddle, a whip and a bag full of soybeans and beans from the wooden house.

Wheat's canvas bag. Not to mention, there is a rusty cavalry sword hanging on the other wall!

Wei Ran found an iron bucket from the wooden house, poured out a small half bucket of beans and wheat from the canvas bag, and placed it in front of the black horse that was still snoring. At the same time, he naturally stroked and patted it gently.

A long and powerful neck. It was not until the horse lowered its head and put its mouth into the iron bucket that he breathed a sigh of relief.

While the horse was eating its pre-departure meal, Wei Ran, who couldn't hold back his curiosity, after fixing the saddle, reached out and took off the cavalry sword hanging on the wall, pulling it out of the almost rotten scabbard.

came out.

With just one glance, he recognized that the almost rusty cavalry sword was the standard heavy cavalry sword used by Germany during World War I.

"It's a very good thing, but it's rotten by moisture and horse manure in a place like this."

Wei Ran shook his head with regret. This thing was not cheap in his time. When he followed Professor Alexai to visit various underground trading markets, he once saw one that was in almost perfect condition and had never been sharpened.

The heavy cavalry sword, when that sword was sent to the underground auction house, the starting price alone had already reached a frightening five-digit US dollar.

But where did this thing come from?

Wei Ran held his heavy cavalry sword that was no longer sharp and thought to himself that when he was acting at Frank's house just now, he exchanged a lot of information through that newspaper.

Among other things, he at least knew that the Romeo who was originally in the basement was hiding in a small village near Kiel Port as a primary school teacher. And the information obtained by the Siren Tavern had always been obtained by Frank through the postman.

The identity is sent to Romeo, who then contacts the next family.

But not long ago, Romeo attracted the attention of chain dog Adam without any warning and exposed his identity. But how exactly he was exposed, Frank didn't know.

Now, Romeo's injuries have not healed yet, but he has been given a new meeting place and person. If there is nothing strange in this, I am afraid that the horse around him will not believe it.

In addition to this suspicious point that makes Wei Ran secretly wary of Romeo, this stable, which is only a few hundred meters away from the Siren Tavern, is even more abnormal.

After all, Artur and others fled from Poland a few years ago. It is normal for them to hide some pistols and submachine guns here. They also hide a cavalry sword from the First World War and a horse that needs regular care.

No matter how you think about it, it’s awkward.

Before he could figure out the reason, the bad-tempered and biting black horse had already kicked over the iron bucket that it had emptied. The clanking noise not only startled Wei Ran, but also made Wei Ran jump.

He wished he could chop off this bastard's leg with a knife.

Glancing at the heavy cavalry sword in his hand, Wei Ran accidentally did not put it back to its original position. Instead, he took it in his hand and turned directly onto the horse. Holding the reins with one hand, he leaned his upper body on the horse's back and used the heavy sword on his back.
Chapter completed!