bite!
The gold coins leaped up softly, rolled and fell, and lay steadily in Klein's palm.
He looked down and looked at the front or back. Klein turned his heels smoothly into a secluded and dark alley.
The wind on the beach was cold and fierce, causing convection in such a terrain, causing his tweed coat to rise back unconsciously, and almost let his half-height silk top hat fall off.
Suddenly, Cranton stopped, turned his body, and spoke in a low voice:
Come out.
His eyes were sharp, staring at the shadows around the corner.
After four or five seconds of silence, a figure grew out of the darkness and chuckled:
Very keen.
This is a man in a black cloak. He looks around thirty years old, has burnt yellow eyebrows, dark blue but bright eyes, and his outline is not too deep, as if he is from the south of Intis and in Lenburg and Segar.
As soon as he saw him, a picture flashed back in Klein's mind.
When entering the Flying Fish and Wine bar, he looked around professionally to find out if there was an object that needed attention.
The answer at that time was no. The other party drank a lot and watched curiously. It was no different from other guests. Its appearance was not unique, but the black cloak left a certain impression on Klein, which made him instantly recognize the stalker.
what you up to?Klein, who maintains his personality, lowered his back slightly, as if he was ready to go.
The man in black cape laughed again:
The fighting skills and handling methods you just showed are very consistent with my aesthetic taste. When I catch up, I want to ask, are you interested in joining us?
Although the guy named Logan was indeed pretending to be a Lutherville informant, "White Shark" Hamilton is really connected to multiple pirates and acts as an unlucky character. If you hit him in his bar, he will definitely remember him. There will be some trouble in the future, and I can help you solve this problem.
You are an adventurer and must dream of treasures. We are a group of partners who gather together in search of treasures, chasing legends such as "Ghost Empire", "Solomon's Legacy", "The Secret of the Fountain of Immortality", "The Key of Death", "The Sinking Laurel" and "Russel's Secret", and traveling through the five seas. To this day, although one of the main goals has not been achieved, we have also found many missing pirate ships. Haha, this sounds similar to the mouse's statement just now, right?
He cleared his throat and said:
To be honest, we are a group of pirates, a group of adventurers, but we only plunder merchant ships and passenger ships when we are particularly poor and will not harm innocent people. Our main energy is to find treasures and often gain. Really, I used to sleep in a bed made of gold coins.If we encounter other pirate ships, we will also hit them to get supplies.
By the way, our captain stipulates that before recruiting new people, we must explain our program and treatment.
Program?Your captain is interesting... Klein deliberately softened his tension a little to test whether the opponent would take the opportunity to attack.
The man in black cloak smiled relaxedly:
Before, it was the program, and next I will talk about treatment.
This guy is very confident... Although he is not an audience, Klein can also judge that the other party is very confident and does not take the scene in front of him seriously.
We don’t have weekly salary or annuity, but as long as we find treasures and rob wealth, we will distribute them according to different status. Under normal circumstances, when we are lucky, the sailors at the bottom can also share two or three hundred pounds a year. I heard that this is equivalent to middle class on land?Haha, if we can find the ‘Sunken Laurel’, we will all become rich!The man in the black cloak casually introduced that according to his status, there are different days of vacations each month, but they can only accumulate together and rest in a staggered manner.
As he spoke, he suddenly cursed in a low voice:
Shit, the second year before yesterday was because the captain was on vacation, we missed the best opportunity to find the ‘Ghost Empire’!
Pirates still have annual leave?Klein was a little surprised for a moment.
He only felt that the pirate group described by the other party revealed a strong funny atmosphere, reminding him of the spoofed Somali pirate recruitment new advertisement he had seen in his previous life.
Seeing that the other party seemed to be frightened by his words, the man in black cloak smiled and added:
As an adventurer, are you still chasing the legendary powers that transcend nature?
Just join us and you have the opportunity to have it!
Speaking of this, he coughed:
Forgot to introduce myself.
His expression turned serious and no longer as witty as before:
The subordinate of 'Iceberg Lieutenant General' Edwards, the fourth sailor of 'Golden Dream', is the flames.
After reporting his nickname, real name and identity, Daniz patiently waited for the other party to look panic and fearful.
After a second, he heard the adventurer who looked gentle and polite but acted a little crazy and said in a low voice:
The ‘flame’ Daniz with a bounty of 3,000 pounds?
Just as Danitz was about to answer, he suddenly had an illusion that the other party standing in the dark alley had turned into an indescribable, hungry monster, coveting his soul and flesh.
Danitz suddenly clenched his fists, his body lost the ease he had just now, and was so tight that he felt a slight trembling.
His inspiration told him that he was facing an abyss full of madness and bloodthirst!
In this state, Danitz had no idea how much time had passed until the other party spoke again:
Why are you here?
Me, I'm on vacation... Flame Danitz's dignity made him disdain to answer this question, but his instinct made him spit out a reason.
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the other person's gaze retract, and the hunger that had to bite his flesh and soul disappeared.
He stood there, watching the young adventurer in a black tweed coat and a half-height silk top hat turn around and walk to the other side of the alley, pausing when he was about to turn, and half-sided his head said:
Where is the ‘White Shark’?
He, he lives at No. 1 Seawall Avenue, but most of the time he stays on the second floor of "Flying Fish and Wine", and the same is true today.Fierce Flame Danitz answered the other party’s questions truthfully.
Only when the figure disappeared in the distance did Danitz straighten his back and pull off his cloak.
A terrible guy… he sighed silently.
Then, he regained his thoughts and said to himself:
I had to inform the captain that there was a scary guy on the sea.
This is a guy who looks like a gentleman on the outside and a madman on the inside. If you don’t have the determination and determination to kill him, it’s best not to deal with him.
Danitz pulled up his black cape and decided to go back to the hotel to sleep, waiting for the Telegram Office to open tomorrow morning to pass the information to the middle contact person living in the Rosde Islands.
As for what will happen to White Shark, he doesn't care at all.
…………
At the corner of another secluded street, Klein stood in the shadows, looking down at the black gloves in his left palm.
He discovered that although the wriggling hunger was sealed by Mr. Azk, the desire for flesh and soul still exists in its essence and tries to show it.
Under normal circumstances, Klein is not worried about any problems with the sealed items, but when he himself has the urge to kill, he will be affected accordingly, so that the feeling of hunger that can retaliate against himself will spread.
Just now, when he heard that the other party was a famous pirate on the reward list, his long-awaited mind instantly showed murderous intent, making the wriggling hunger active like a fish getting water.
Fortunately, Klein has always had good self-control in this regard. Judging from the other party's previous words, he was not the kind of pirate full of sin, and easily restrained his inner impulses.
With the 'squirming hunger', German Sparrow's character has no loopholes... Klein took a few seconds to take out a gold coin and did two divination times in a row. One is the question of whether Flame Danitz was lying, and the other is whether White Shark Hamilton could cause harm to himself.
The revelation obtained for the first time shows that Flame Danitz does not need to lie, and the second time shows that Shark Hamilton cannot cause harm.
Klein put away the gold coins, slid down his palm while pressing his hat, and stroked his face.
He instantly changed his appearance, with blonde hair and blue eyes, and ordinary facial features!
Immediately afterwards, Klein unbuttoned the tweed coat and pulled up the shirt inside so that it would no longer be tied into his pants.
After a simple change of wear, Klein, who had no cane, had sweat on his forehead, his lips dry and he identified the direction, and returned to the Flying Fish and Wine Bar!
On the way, he met Lieyan Danitz again. The other party just glanced at him, then withdrew his gaze and walked towards the hotel on the other side of the bar.
Looking at the reward wall, Klein calmly reached out, pushed open the door and walked in.
At this time, it was less than ten minutes before he escaped.
In the bar, many guests dispersed, but there were still many drunks watching the fun.
Their eyes were all aimed at the new guests, but they took them back one after another, and Klein came to the bar without any obstacles.
He saw the bartender standing next to a fat man in fear, with thick white bandages on his forehead, soft paper stuffed with nostrils, and mostly bruised on his face.
The fat man was tall and big, with white skin, as if he had really swam on the land.
He touched his shiny bald head and said to Airland, who was wearing a dark infrared jacket on the other side and was equipped with a captain's straight sword:
Someone told me, do you know the guy just now?
There are only three passenger ships arriving at the port today, and there will not be too many strangers in the country. Don’t try to lie!
Aerland slapped the hilt of the sword and smiled easily:
Yes, he is my passenger.
But today's problem is obviously on your people.
So, I just want him to come back here, apologize to me and compensate for the damaged bar.The tall fat white man frowned.
Aerlan laughed:
White Shark, there is a proverb in my hometown: Don’t hate passing wild dogs just because of the mice in the warehouse.
... Just Aerland, is this your attitude?White Shark Hamilton narrowed his eyes.
Aerland held the wooden handle of the handgun, stepped forward, and said in a deep voice:
Yes, that's my attitude!
The captain is very strong Ah... Klein was a little surprised by Ayrland's performance.
After looking at each other silently for a few seconds, White Shark Hamilton took a breath and said:
You have helped me before, and I can't apologize, but he must compensate half of the losses and transfer them to you.
A good offer.Aerland smiled.
White Shark Hamilton looked around with a vaginal face.
He waved his hand sharply and slapped the bartender in the face.
The bartender flew out and lost all his teeth.
Klein, who was five meters away, looked quietly, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
The gold coins leaped up softly, rolled and fell, and lay steadily in Klein's palm.
He looked down and looked at the front or back. Klein turned his heels smoothly into a secluded and dark alley.
The wind on the beach was cold and fierce, causing convection in such a terrain, causing his tweed coat to rise back unconsciously, and almost let his half-height silk top hat fall off.
Suddenly, Cranton stopped, turned his body, and spoke in a low voice:
Come out.
His eyes were sharp, staring at the shadows around the corner.
After four or five seconds of silence, a figure grew out of the darkness and chuckled:
Very keen.
This is a man in a black cloak. He looks around thirty years old, has burnt yellow eyebrows, dark blue but bright eyes, and his outline is not too deep, as if he is from the south of Intis and in Lenburg and Segar.
As soon as he saw him, a picture flashed back in Klein's mind.
When entering the Flying Fish and Wine bar, he looked around professionally to find out if there was an object that needed attention.
The answer at that time was no. The other party drank a lot and watched curiously. It was no different from other guests. Its appearance was not unique, but the black cloak left a certain impression on Klein, which made him instantly recognize the stalker.
what you up to?Klein, who maintains his personality, lowered his back slightly, as if he was ready to go.
The man in black cape laughed again:
The fighting skills and handling methods you just showed are very consistent with my aesthetic taste. When I catch up, I want to ask, are you interested in joining us?
Although the guy named Logan was indeed pretending to be a Lutherville informant, "White Shark" Hamilton is really connected to multiple pirates and acts as an unlucky character. If you hit him in his bar, he will definitely remember him. There will be some trouble in the future, and I can help you solve this problem.
You are an adventurer and must dream of treasures. We are a group of partners who gather together in search of treasures, chasing legends such as "Ghost Empire", "Solomon's Legacy", "The Secret of the Fountain of Immortality", "The Key of Death", "The Sinking Laurel" and "Russel's Secret", and traveling through the five seas. To this day, although one of the main goals has not been achieved, we have also found many missing pirate ships. Haha, this sounds similar to the mouse's statement just now, right?
He cleared his throat and said:
To be honest, we are a group of pirates, a group of adventurers, but we only plunder merchant ships and passenger ships when we are particularly poor and will not harm innocent people. Our main energy is to find treasures and often gain. Really, I used to sleep in a bed made of gold coins.If we encounter other pirate ships, we will also hit them to get supplies.
By the way, our captain stipulates that before recruiting new people, we must explain our program and treatment.
Program?Your captain is interesting... Klein deliberately softened his tension a little to test whether the opponent would take the opportunity to attack.
The man in black cloak smiled relaxedly:
Before, it was the program, and next I will talk about treatment.
This guy is very confident... Although he is not an audience, Klein can also judge that the other party is very confident and does not take the scene in front of him seriously.
We don’t have weekly salary or annuity, but as long as we find treasures and rob wealth, we will distribute them according to different status. Under normal circumstances, when we are lucky, the sailors at the bottom can also share two or three hundred pounds a year. I heard that this is equivalent to middle class on land?Haha, if we can find the ‘Sunken Laurel’, we will all become rich!The man in the black cloak casually introduced that according to his status, there are different days of vacations each month, but they can only accumulate together and rest in a staggered manner.
As he spoke, he suddenly cursed in a low voice:
Shit, the second year before yesterday was because the captain was on vacation, we missed the best opportunity to find the ‘Ghost Empire’!
Pirates still have annual leave?Klein was a little surprised for a moment.
He only felt that the pirate group described by the other party revealed a strong funny atmosphere, reminding him of the spoofed Somali pirate recruitment new advertisement he had seen in his previous life.
Seeing that the other party seemed to be frightened by his words, the man in black cloak smiled and added:
As an adventurer, are you still chasing the legendary powers that transcend nature?
Just join us and you have the opportunity to have it!
Speaking of this, he coughed:
Forgot to introduce myself.
His expression turned serious and no longer as witty as before:
The subordinate of 'Iceberg Lieutenant General' Edwards, the fourth sailor of 'Golden Dream', is the flames.
After reporting his nickname, real name and identity, Daniz patiently waited for the other party to look panic and fearful.
After a second, he heard the adventurer who looked gentle and polite but acted a little crazy and said in a low voice:
The ‘flame’ Daniz with a bounty of 3,000 pounds?
Just as Danitz was about to answer, he suddenly had an illusion that the other party standing in the dark alley had turned into an indescribable, hungry monster, coveting his soul and flesh.
Danitz suddenly clenched his fists, his body lost the ease he had just now, and was so tight that he felt a slight trembling.
His inspiration told him that he was facing an abyss full of madness and bloodthirst!
In this state, Danitz had no idea how much time had passed until the other party spoke again:
Why are you here?
Me, I'm on vacation... Flame Danitz's dignity made him disdain to answer this question, but his instinct made him spit out a reason.
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the other person's gaze retract, and the hunger that had to bite his flesh and soul disappeared.
He stood there, watching the young adventurer in a black tweed coat and a half-height silk top hat turn around and walk to the other side of the alley, pausing when he was about to turn, and half-sided his head said:
Where is the ‘White Shark’?
He, he lives at No. 1 Seawall Avenue, but most of the time he stays on the second floor of "Flying Fish and Wine", and the same is true today.Fierce Flame Danitz answered the other party’s questions truthfully.
Only when the figure disappeared in the distance did Danitz straighten his back and pull off his cloak.
A terrible guy… he sighed silently.
Then, he regained his thoughts and said to himself:
I had to inform the captain that there was a scary guy on the sea.
This is a guy who looks like a gentleman on the outside and a madman on the inside. If you don’t have the determination and determination to kill him, it’s best not to deal with him.
Danitz pulled up his black cape and decided to go back to the hotel to sleep, waiting for the Telegram Office to open tomorrow morning to pass the information to the middle contact person living in the Rosde Islands.
As for what will happen to White Shark, he doesn't care at all.
…………
At the corner of another secluded street, Klein stood in the shadows, looking down at the black gloves in his left palm.
He discovered that although the wriggling hunger was sealed by Mr. Azk, the desire for flesh and soul still exists in its essence and tries to show it.
Under normal circumstances, Klein is not worried about any problems with the sealed items, but when he himself has the urge to kill, he will be affected accordingly, so that the feeling of hunger that can retaliate against himself will spread.
Just now, when he heard that the other party was a famous pirate on the reward list, his long-awaited mind instantly showed murderous intent, making the wriggling hunger active like a fish getting water.
Fortunately, Klein has always had good self-control in this regard. Judging from the other party's previous words, he was not the kind of pirate full of sin, and easily restrained his inner impulses.
With the 'squirming hunger', German Sparrow's character has no loopholes... Klein took a few seconds to take out a gold coin and did two divination times in a row. One is the question of whether Flame Danitz was lying, and the other is whether White Shark Hamilton could cause harm to himself.
The revelation obtained for the first time shows that Flame Danitz does not need to lie, and the second time shows that Shark Hamilton cannot cause harm.
Klein put away the gold coins, slid down his palm while pressing his hat, and stroked his face.
He instantly changed his appearance, with blonde hair and blue eyes, and ordinary facial features!
Immediately afterwards, Klein unbuttoned the tweed coat and pulled up the shirt inside so that it would no longer be tied into his pants.
After a simple change of wear, Klein, who had no cane, had sweat on his forehead, his lips dry and he identified the direction, and returned to the Flying Fish and Wine Bar!
On the way, he met Lieyan Danitz again. The other party just glanced at him, then withdrew his gaze and walked towards the hotel on the other side of the bar.
Looking at the reward wall, Klein calmly reached out, pushed open the door and walked in.
At this time, it was less than ten minutes before he escaped.
In the bar, many guests dispersed, but there were still many drunks watching the fun.
Their eyes were all aimed at the new guests, but they took them back one after another, and Klein came to the bar without any obstacles.
He saw the bartender standing next to a fat man in fear, with thick white bandages on his forehead, soft paper stuffed with nostrils, and mostly bruised on his face.
The fat man was tall and big, with white skin, as if he had really swam on the land.
He touched his shiny bald head and said to Airland, who was wearing a dark infrared jacket on the other side and was equipped with a captain's straight sword:
Someone told me, do you know the guy just now?
There are only three passenger ships arriving at the port today, and there will not be too many strangers in the country. Don’t try to lie!
Aerland slapped the hilt of the sword and smiled easily:
Yes, he is my passenger.
But today's problem is obviously on your people.
So, I just want him to come back here, apologize to me and compensate for the damaged bar.The tall fat white man frowned.
Aerlan laughed:
White Shark, there is a proverb in my hometown: Don’t hate passing wild dogs just because of the mice in the warehouse.
... Just Aerland, is this your attitude?White Shark Hamilton narrowed his eyes.
Aerland held the wooden handle of the handgun, stepped forward, and said in a deep voice:
Yes, that's my attitude!
The captain is very strong Ah... Klein was a little surprised by Ayrland's performance.
After looking at each other silently for a few seconds, White Shark Hamilton took a breath and said:
You have helped me before, and I can't apologize, but he must compensate half of the losses and transfer them to you.
A good offer.Aerland smiled.
White Shark Hamilton looked around with a vaginal face.
He waved his hand sharply and slapped the bartender in the face.
The bartender flew out and lost all his teeth.
Klein, who was five meters away, looked quietly, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
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