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Chapter 1400 Seafood Strange Jones

Port Royal on the other side.

Cutler Beckett stood in front of the world map, frowning tightly, "Is there no news about Massa yet?"

A person in noble attire replied: "Lord Beckett, no, Massa seems to have disappeared in Tortuga, and we have completely cut off contact with Tortuga after the last information came out."

Beckett took a deep breath. He knew that Massa must have fallen in Tortuga, and he really wanted to send troops to attack Tortuga.

But he is also very clear that his top priority now is not to go to Royer Smith to fight to the death, but to find Davy Jones first, get his help, and even control him.

Only when he controls Davy Jones can he truly control the situation. At that time, neither Tortuga Port nor Roy Smith can withstand his attack.

With the help of Davy Jones and the sea monster Kraken, Tortuga and the White Iron Pirates would be crushed by him.

Governor Swan next to him saw this and smiled, "You may not be able to defeat Roy Smith, you are scared, aren't you!"

Beckett smiled mysteriously, stroked the map in front of him and said, "If we want to rule the world, we must know world geography."

"I assure you, none of this is necessary."

Cutler Beckett raised his mouth slightly, "I thought you only cared about your daughter's whereabouts and nothing else!"

"You have news about her!" Governor Swan frowned.

"Not long ago, Miss Swan added a pirate ship in Totu, and it was the pirate Jack Sparrow's ship. These ships were full of outlaws, but after Mr. Massa disappeared in Totu After Tuga, we've lost the message."

"Fa? Where is the law?" Governor Swan sneered.

Beckett smiled, picked up a saber from the table, took it out, looked at it approvingly, touched the blade, flicked it lightly with his index finger, the saber made a crisp sound, which was quite pleasant, and he praised it Said: "This is really a good knife, very charming."

Cutler Beckett put it down in the box and carefully put it away, "I have sent a ship, and justice will be done again. At that time, swords will be drawn, and guns will be blind. In my opinion, the lives of the people on that thief ship may be lost." He said. He touched the box with his hand and said lightly.

"What, you!" Governor Swan's eyes tightened.

"Worried about your daughter, Governor Swann?"

"What exactly do you want!" Governor Swan looked rather cramped, "What do you want me to do?"

Only then did Beckett say: "This is the person who knows the current affairs." He smiled, "What I want is your local jurisdiction, plus your influence in London."

"Mr. Swan, I need your allegiance to the East India Company." Cutler Beckett looked at Governor Swan with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Governor Swan sneered and said, "Is it loyal to you?"

Beckett walked up to Governor Swann, looked up at the manacled Governor Swann and said, "Do you need me to uncuff you, Governor Swann! That must be very painful!"

Governor Swan sighed deeply, and said, "Help me find my daughter as much as possible." He stretched out his hands as he spoke.

Beckett raised his index and middle fingers, and the soldier stepped forward to release the shackles on Governor Swann's hands.

Cutler Beckett smiled again, with a triumphant smile, "I like people who know the times. You see, as long as the price is right, almost anyone can be bought, even if it is something he never intends to sell."

On the other side, Davy Jones' Flying Dutchman.

It is always so dirty and smelly, and the only pleasure these sailors have on board is to gamble.

For those who have lost their lives and freedoms, the only fun on board is gambling.

Every day with these sea bathing seafood, they are already covered with barnacles and algae, they can no longer enjoy any joy in this world, only gambling is the only pleasure in their lives.

Wiltner looked at a few seafood monsters. In his eyes, these people were seafood monsters. They were extremely ugly and exuded an unpleasant seafood smell from time to time.

They huddled together, spun around a few dice, and never tired of it.

"I'll bet ten years!" A seafood monster with a shark's head pressed his dice cup and said, looking at a seafood with a head staring at a clam shell in front of him.

"Hahahaha, ten years, you and I, let's drive!"

William Turner said at Will Turner's side: "Can you read?"

"I can understand a little bit. I was in Port Royal, and someone taught me this thing. To be precise, it didn't teach me, but I haven't won since I first arrived in Port Royal."

"And here, it's just a small scene, and it's just a fraud. You can bet on all the points of your dice, not only your own, but also someone else's. It's very simple!"

Will Turner said to William Tull next to him and asked: "I'm curious, what is their bet,"

William Turner said with some frustration: "The only thing we can gamble on is the number of years of service on this ship."

Wiltner nodded, "Is it okay to bet with anyone?"

"Of course!" William Turner nodded.

Wiltner's expression changed, "I want to gamble with Davy Jones."

As soon as Wiltner's words came out, the seafood monsters on the boat were still full of gamblers, but now they turned their attention to him.

No one on this boat is willing to bet with Davy Jones, because they dare not, but the young man in front of him dares.

It seems that he has a lot of confidence in his heart, and William Turner looked at his son Will Turner in disbelief.

Before everyone could sneer, they only heard the sound of duk duk on the deck of the ship. It was a man with one leg and one foot walking down from the deck of the ship.

This man gradually revealed his face from the darkness. He was wearing a big hat, and under the hat was a hideous face. His face was covered with tentacles, and the tentacles were covered with slime.

As the rain fell, Wiltner could even see his pupils through the silver light of the lightning.

Those are the pupils like a wild beast, the pupils are small and narrow, and the eyes are shining with animal light, which brings an indescribable sense of oppression.

He looked at Will Turner and said, "I take it, boy!"

The two dice cups were immediately placed on the table, and Wiltner looked at Davy Jones' face.

"Boy, what's your bet?" Davy Jones' hoarse voice seemed to be scratching the glass with a steel nail.

"I wager my soul to serve on board forever."

William Turner was startled,
"Interesting, then what do you want to win?" Davy Jones said word by word.

At this time, Wiltner took out a cloth from his arms and handed it to Davy Jones.

Davy Jones opened the cloth, and there was a drawing of a key inside. His face suddenly turned ugly, "How do you know this key?"

"It has nothing to do with gambling, does it?" Will Turner sat down calmly.

"Hmph, kid, it's not too late for you to give up now." Davy Jones looked at the seafood sailors around him, then at Wiltner in front of him, smiled, and sat down too. A key came out, and he waved towards Will Turner, "Here he is, win, you can take it away."

The two shook the dice in the dice cup lightly, and turned the dice cup upside down on the table at the same time.

At this moment, another dice cup was also placed on the table.

"What are you doing?" Davy Jones glared at William Turner who was sitting up.

William Turner smiled, "I'll join the game too, I guess three twos, it's up to you, Captain."

Looking at William Turner who suddenly joined in front of him, Davy Jones was a little annoyed, but he liked to abide by the order and rules of the game.

"Interesting!" He just smiled, but his smile made people look hideous.

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