Superman's Journey

Chapter 97 Pirates of the Caribbean

Jin Xian oscillated to make up for the rest, and finally stopped.

It was damp and dark, and the flickering flames could not illuminate the surrounding environment at all. Lincoln stretched out his hand, and what he touched was the rough, cold steel cage.

Before Lincoln could make a sound, a familiar voice came from the cell next to him: "Hey, when were you imprisoned, why didn't I notice you?"

Lincoln turned his head to look, through the bars of the cage, he saw the man wearing the three-cornered hat and combing the dirty whip at a glance.

Frowning slightly, Lincoln's eyes revealed a hint of amusement: "Captain? Captain Jack Sparrow?"

"Wow!" Hearing Lincoln's address, Jack's eyes lit up, he pointed at Lincoln, his eyes were full of optimism: "You are the only one who remembers to add the captain so far, those navy will A good and polite person like you is locked up here, what a bunch of blind people!"

"By the way, why did you come in? Are you a pirate too?"

"Pirate? I'm not, at least not yet." Lincoln looked around, found a clean place to sit down, and looked at Jack with interest: "Actually, I don't know why I was locked up here Come, but who cares, I don't care anyway."

"Yeah." Jack looked at Lincoln and pondered for a moment, then nodded: "It seems that you are indeed a pirate."

"Is a pirate without a ship an island? I thought I should be a robber." Lincoln said this, and looked at Jack again: "By the way, Captain, where is your ship?"

Jack: .
Looking at Lincoln, Jack's face instantly collapsed. Thinking of his Black Pearl being stepped on by dozens of big men at this moment, his mood became even worse.

After pondering for a moment, Jack decided to get over this embarrassing topic: "My boat is just outside. In fact, I'm more curious about your name than this."

"Lincoln."

"Lincoln?" Jack was stunned for a moment: "Just a Lincoln?"

"Of course." Lincoln nodded: "Do I need any more prefixes?"

"In fact, you can add one, but." Jack looked at Lincoln's black hair and black eyes, and suddenly understood: "Are you from the Eastern Sea?"

"East?" Lincoln pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Although there are some mistakes, they are not particularly big."

"That"

Jack was still about to say something, when suddenly the roar of artillery and sharp screams came from outside the cell.

Looking out from the window left in the cell, Lincoln could clearly see the Black Pearl, which originally belonged to Jack, floating on the water surface of the port.

The moonlight in the sky was shrouded in thick dark clouds, so that the navy in the harbor failed to notice the abnormality of the Black Pearl crew members.

Cannon fire roared incessantly around the harbor, fierce melee battles continued to take place in the streets of the harbor, and most of the fallen were mortal sailors.

Standing at the small window, Jack pointed to the big ship outside and said to Lincoln, "Did you see it? That's the Black Pearl. How about it? Isn't it beautiful?"

"So your crew is here to rescue you?"

Jack:? ? ?
Looking at Lincoln who was not opening the pot and lifting the pot, Jack fell silent again, without even the leisurely elegance of watching the battle.

As soon as he waved his hand, he left the window sullenly and sat back on the stone steps at the door. The next moment, roaring artillery fire exploded on the hard stone wall of the cell.

The gravel was splashed and the dust was flying, and he waved his hand to disperse the smog in front of him. Jack saw the stone wall of the next cell that was completely blown away, and watched the prisoners in that cell come out of the gap. Jack looked dazed. .

Stretching his hand through the hole that could barely accommodate his whole body, Jack suddenly felt that maybe he was really unlucky.

But looking at Lincoln's extremely complete cell, his mood suddenly calmed down again. At least, there is still one person with him here, isn't there?
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the bones dropped by several prisoners in the next cell on the ground outside. Jack hesitated for a moment, and waved his hand in front of Lincoln pretending to be free and easy: "It seems that my luck is not very good."

"I can see it." Lincoln nodded, and gestured to the bone again: "Aren't you going to try it? What if you can lure that dog over?"

"It will never come." Jack said solemnly, "I'm pretty sure about it!"

"I see." Lincoln nodded in conviction, and pulled the distance a little closer: "Anyway, you can't leave here for the time being. Why don't you tell me about your sea experience? Captain Jack Sparrow?"

Lincoln's proposal silenced Jack, and after a while he sat down with the moonlight that briefly appeared from behind the clouds: "Okay, then let me tell you about it."

Boom!
Before Jack could finish his sentence, a huge crash sounded outside the cell. Looking up in surprise, two guards in red navy uniforms were thrown down from the stairs.

After the noisy footsteps, two pirates appeared in the cell: "This is not the armory! You went wrong!"

"Be safe and don't be impatient." The pirate with the long sword in his hand retracted the sword into the scabbard, and led the pirate with the single-shot gun slowly to Jack's cell: "Look who this is, Captain Jack Sparrow."

Hearing the voice of his companion, Teague also put away his gun and came to Jack's cell: "The last time I saw you, you were alone on a deadly desert island, slowly disappearing from my sight, now It seems that your bad luck is not over yet."

"Take care of yourselves." Jack looked at the two of them not to be outdone, "The bottom of hell is just for you traitors!"

Jack's words made the sword-wielding pirate show a trace of anger. He stretched out a hand and grabbed Jack's throat suddenly. The arm through the gap in the fence was illuminated by the moonlight, and the original muscles and skin instantly turned into pale bones. There are also some tendon fascia that have not been detached.

Looking at the pale hand bones, the expression in Jack's eyes changed: "Is that the spell? It's so interesting."

"You don't know anything at all." Jack's words mentioned the pain of the pirate, but he gave up the idea of ​​killing Jack, but pushed him, and then turned and left without hesitation.

Jack looked at the backs of the two men and fell into deep thought again, but Lincoln's voice woke him up again: "No one will disturb us now, Captain, can you continue to tell your story?"

"Of course!" Jack put the matter behind him for a moment, sat down and talked with Lincoln about the adventures of these years and some interesting things at sea.

What could be more satisfying than bragging about a story to a visitor from a foreign land?Bragging about black pearls with rum!

Now there is no rum, no black pearl, so now it is already the ultimate happiness.

One night passed, and the wanton plundering of the island of the Black Pearl in the harbor had passed, and the navy and residents of the port began to clean up the ruins of Caihai left behind by the pirates.

And in the prison, for a whole night, Jack couldn't remember how many stories he told.

Lincoln is like the most perfect listener in the world, making him always want to say something, even if his mouth is dry, he will not stop.

The misty sunlight shone into the cell through the hole in the wall, and Jack raised his hand to block his eyes, only to belatedly realize that he was actually telling a story all night like a lunatic.

He waved his hand and declined Lincoln's "one more" invitation, and was about to lean against the wall and squint for a while, but before he could close his eyes, the sound of the door opening and closing came again from outside.

After the sound of chaotic footsteps, Will Turner hurriedly rushed into the prison, slapping the railing to wake up Jack, who hadn't closed his eyes all night: "Sparrow!"

Jack who was awakened seemed a little confused, and the syllables in his mouth were vague: "Huh?"

"You are familiar with the Black Pearl!" Will had no time to pay attention, and grabbed Jack: "Where will it dock?"

"A name you should have heard countless times in legends." Jack yelled: "Island of the Dead, an island that no one can find except those who have been there. Don't disturb my sleep."

"You must know where it is, right?"

"Why do you ask that?" Knowing that he couldn't sleep, Jack simply opened his eyes: "Have you finally figured out how to become a pirate?"

Seeing that Jack just didn't say anything, Will had no other choice: "They took Miss Swann away, I'm going to save her!"

"It seems that you have found your girl, but if you want a hero to save the beauty, you have to do it alone, because it won't do me any good."

"I can let you out." Will looked at Jack: "Take me to rescue Miss Swan, or wait here to be hanged, you have no other choice."

Looking at Will, Jack was silent, and then said: "Tell me, how are you going to release me, now there is no key."

"The principle of leverage." Will explained carefully, and then looked straight at Jack, asking him to make a choice.

Undoubtedly, Jack didn't want to hang himself on the gallows, especially after knowing Will's name, he immediately thought of a good idea that would allow him to get the Black Pearl back.

He nodded and agreed to the deal, and with a bang, the door of the steel prison was opened by Will in an extremely simple way.

Walking out of the room with rabbit steps, Jack took his own dick and was about to leave when he turned around and came to Lincoln's cell: "I almost forgot, you still need to save another person, I need a helper."

"He?" Will looked at Lincoln with suspicion in his eyes: "Are you sure?"

"I didn't sleep all night. If you think you can deal with those navies by yourself, of course you can leave directly."

Will: .
clang!
"Let's go, get out of here quickly, those people will find us soon."

Unexpectedly, Jack would pull him up. Lincoln followed behind the two with a look of surprise on his face: "Are you serious? You want to take me with you?"

"Or? Leave you there to be hanged?"

"I thought you would follow the Pirate Code and ignore the single person, even if the single person is the captain?"

"Pirate code? What is that?" Will was attracted attention: "There is still a code among pirates?"

"Of course." Jack said as a matter of course: "Although the code is only for reference, in fact it does exist."

"Okay, so does that thing help where we're at?"

Will's question made Jack fall silent: "If Barbossa and the others abide by the island's power generation, maybe 'Pare' can keep your girl until we rush over."

"What if they don't comply?" Will pressed.

Jack's pace quickened a little: "Maybe it's also a good choice to collect the body for your girl."

Will:? ? ? ! ! !

"They're going to kill her?!"

"It's not very likely." Jack looked at Will, who should theoretically hold the last gold coin and become Barbosa's target: "If she is smart enough, she may still be alive and well."

"Also, are you sure you want to waste your time on these questions?"

Jack stopped under the bridge and pointed to the ships in the distance: "We need to grab a ship before them."

"Steal the ship?" Will was subconsciously diverted, and followed Jack's line of sight to the magnificent Intrepid ship: "Which ship are we going to snatch?"

"Actually, my target is that ship." Jack pointed to the much smaller ship beside him: "This is our slang."

"Tune the tiger away from the mountain, point east and fight west." Lincoln, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "It's better to just set a fire on the shore. I'm sure all the navy will come down to fight the fire."

"In fact, your attention is very good, but the problem is that you don't have the tools to set fire."

"In fact, I'm very good at it." Lincoln's face was full of 'pure' smile: "Although setting fire may not be very good, but if there is a sufficiently sensational explosion, I think the effect should be the same. .”

Jack and Will were silent, they looked at each other, and then Jack said, "Tell me about your plan."

"The plan is very simple." Lincoln pointed to the street in the distance: "I will go in and find some materials, and then create a sufficiently sensational art, and you can take this opportunity to sail away, perfect plan!"

"Wait!" Will heard something wrong: "What about you? Are you not going to leave with us?"

"You took me out of that prison, so it's only natural for me to give you some small reports. As for me, I certainly have other ways to get out of here, don't worry about me."

Looking at Lincoln, Will, who was concerned about Swan, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded: "Be careful."

"Don't worry." Lincoln gestured, and then disappeared into the crowd. A moment later, in the naval port ammunition depot, looking at the barrels of gunpowder and various dangerous objects, Lincoln showed a perverted smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)