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Gibbs slowed down for a while, opened his sleepy eyes, and looked at Jack Sparrow, whose face was somewhat obscured by the sunlight standing above him, "Boat? We're on the boat now." After speaking, he typed A wine burp.

Listening to Gibbs' drunken words, Jack Sparrow rolled his eyes.

But Gibbs woke up suddenly and said, "Jack, our boat is gone."

Jack Sparrow curled his lips, feeling helpless. He was sure he was sober, but he was still in a dream, a nightmare.

"Really? Jack!"

"I want to hear it from you!"

"You promised us!"

"that is!"

"You don't want to play us again!"

"Jack!"

But the women didn't believe it at all, and thought that Jack Sparrow was lying to them again, chatting non-stop, which made people feel dizzy.

"Ladies, can you shut up and listen to me! Yes, I lied to you. What I said last night was all false. I don't love you."

"I've never been to Brussels, and I've never been to Pissarro, but I like his pies, and it doesn't matter, because my boat is gone again, understand?" Jack Sparrow explained. Spread your hands.

The two women looked at each other, gave a big mouth to Jack Sparrow firmly, and then gave Jack Sparrow another shot from the right.

After getting the big mouth, Jack Sparrow touched his face in a daze. He had experienced too much about such encounters.

When the two women gradually left the pier angrily, Gibbs shrugged his shoulders towards Jack Sparrow, "This is women, they will always leave you when you have nothing! Come back when you are rich." Come to your side and look away, Jack!"

He looked at the Black Pearl with black sails in the distance, which had gradually left his field of vision. He felt unprecedented annoyance in his heart. Golden rum is really a harmful thing.

Jack Sparrow looked at the Black Pearl gradually disappearing in the distance, but smiled helplessly, stepped onto the small boat, sang the song of Yo Ho, hummed a ditty, and took out his clothes from his pocket. The map that had been cut out was put on the small boat, and he was ready to go, even if there was only one small boat, aiming at Agua Verde, Florida.

Looking at the target on the map, he raised the corners of his mouth, as if he suddenly remembered something, picked up a wine bottle on the ship, opened the cork, and took a sip, with endless aftertaste. He couldn't stop, even if it wasn't golden rum.

"Would you like a drink, first officer? After drinking this glass of wine, there will be no worries and no worries!" Jack Sparrow handed the bottle to Gibbs.

"Of course!" Gibbs picked up the wine and drank it.

Jack Sparrow smacked his lips, hoisted his pirate flag, hoisted the sails on the skiff, and drifted away in the sea.

Zeng Yunfeng's manor, "Captain, Jack Sparrow has left the port." The black Buddy said.

Zeng Yunfeng waved his hand, he was not surprised by this, and Jack Sparrow should also understand that Tortuga is not his place.

Buddy paused for a while before saying: "The Black Pearl seems to have been driven away by Barbossa."…

Zeng Yunfeng shook his head, picked up an apple from the table, and gently sniffed it.

After he regained his physical body, he felt how attractive these delicacies are. No wonder Barbossa would rather give up his immortal body to get back the pleasure he once had.

There is a sweet smell on the green apple, which makes people feel refreshed.

In addition to abundant food and prosperous trade, Zeng Yunfeng always thinks that Tortuga lacks a little something. He is puzzled, but he just doesn't understand what is missing, maybe he has overlooked something.

Zeng Yunfeng thought for a while before saying: "Buddy, do you think we are lacking something here?"

Buddy shook his head. He didn't think there was anything lacking here. He even felt that this place was rich in products and had everything he needed. There were women, casinos, bars, and all kinds of things here. People, he feels that this place is already very rich, and there is nothing lacking.

He was very puzzled by the captain's doubts. Maybe the black Buddy didn't understand what Zeng Yunfeng was thinking.

Zeng Yunfeng emptied his mind, carefully thinking about what is lacking on this island?

Suddenly he heard the rattling sound of an old raven in the sea outside the window, which made Zeng Yunfeng feel bad all of a sudden.

These seagulls appear every day, and they are indispensable on any island, but in Zeng Yunfeng's opinion, the calls of these seagulls are very unpleasant, and after listening to them for a long time, they will make people feel very noisy and uncontrollable Distraught, even irritable.

Only then did Zeng Yunfeng realize that what is missing here is nothing but music.

Music, a wonderful thing, happens to be in the Baroque period in this era, and the process of Western music has suddenly moved to the fast lane.

And after that, the period of Vienna Romanticism that Zeng Yunfeng is looking forward to is coming soon, and various musicians will continue to emerge, bringing to the world one tune after another that will be handed down to future generations.

The comparison of the Central Plains now shows that the prosperity of a region has a lot to do with the local music culture.

Music culture can highly reflect the civilization and prosperity of the region. Although the words "singing, dancing and promoting peace" have some derogatory connotations, they can indeed explain one thing.

If people don't really get some health and prosperity, or a small improvement in their living standards, people won't think about it at all.

But in today's era, materials are becoming more and more abundant, and people's lives are gradually getting rid of the daily hustle and bustle. Finally, some people have the opportunity to escape to find the freedom in their hearts.

As a result, many people have turned to the so-called art and music, and created fascinating melodies one after another from their hands.

Music is so magical, maybe some people will forget the name of an emperor in a few hundred years, but as long as the classic tune is played, the genes in people's bodies will twist freely, and even follow the melody of the music.

This feeling of being remembered is really evocative, "Buddy, do you think the island is short of some musicians!"

"Musicians?" The black Buddy was a little confused. In his opinion, Tortuga already exists, and it's in the tavern. Aren't those guys who play various instruments very good musicians, and they can also tap dance .

The black Babadi gestured, and couldn't help twisting his tall and strong body, which looked so uncoordinated.

Zeng Yunfeng raised his eyebrows, he understood that Buddy didn't understand what he said, the musicians he mentioned were a little different from the musicians mentioned in the black bar.

But Zeng Yunfeng is not in a hurry, and it may not be realistic for Tortuga to introduce this thing in a short time.

And it's possible that these down-and-out musicians didn't really want to come to this so-called sea capital. Although the name of Tortuga's sea capital sounds nice, it's still a place where pirates gather.

In the hearts of outsiders, it is absolutely rejected. These musicians would rather play for the down-and-out nobles, and would not easily come to the capital of the sea to seek guilt.

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