Black sail

Chapter 24 XXIV. Pirate Ship
The period of talent flow in Haishiyami Port is around [-]:[-] in the morning and noon. After this time period, there are no people.

Xia Di was yawning on the trestle, her beauty was so beautiful that some Nan Tong on the smuggling ship next door looked at her sideways and were drunk.

The elves are absolutely superior to others in the western continent. Emperor Alan has never taken any action against the elves in the westernmost part of the continent, and abides by the ancient covenant.

"Let's see I go up and chop you up."

Xia Di noticed someone staring at him, and those people looked away.

Xia Di belongs to the lineage of dark elves, not the group in the west of the continent. His status is very different. He committed a crime and was kicked out. He put on the hat again.

Linden City's outlying towns go to the city to go to the market once a week, and today happens to be the time when there are the most people, and when fugitives and refugees mix into the large army.

Even if the strict standards are slightly lowered, only a little over 30 people are recruited, and it will only become more and more difficult in the future. I only hope that the next peak can recruit more people.

The Revenge of Fumak finally has the appearance of a big ship. The deck is heated up and the lights are bright. The sailors should not be too tired on the first day. They just need to do basic sanitation and maintenance. People with these numbers are happy.

"There's no one left, let's call it a day."

Ryan completely relaxed, and gave a hand to the two smoking men standing by the side of the rail, and asked them to carry the table and chairs in front of them back to the boat.

If someone doesn't do what they want, it won't be a blood loss.

Since Archer was not around, Wollman acted as an emergency backup cook, and stewed directly in the swamp. First, boil a pot of water without cutting the vegetables or meat. This group of beggars can drink a sip of broth, then have a piece of bread, and after the meal, there is still a bottle of wine that is about to explode, it is directly heaven.

The treatment on board is indeed as Oakes said, a listed company among listed companies.

After the two guys came down, because Ren was the immediate boss, he was not afraid of officials, but was afraid of management, and flattered him crazily. Ren was very useful and very happy.

"Speaking good words has a hammer. Do you think I like to listen? Work quickly, there is no reason to earn money by relying on long-sleeved dancing on a pirate ship. Talk less and do more."

Ren kicked each of the two guys and said angrily.

The two guys still smiled apologetically and carried the things back to the boat.

"When will Sir Alex's big job come?"

Xia Di complained, although it has only been a day, but this kind of uncontrollable sense of unknown is the most annoying.

"Didn't you say one month? At least you have to prepare for ten days before going to sea. If you say it's one month, you won't come until the end. Don't worry, it's an ultimatum. It's 20 days at the latest, but listen to me." Yes, the later the better, it's best not to come for half a year, and it's best not to come here for the rest of your life."

Wren made his judgment.

"I haven't come here for half a year...you can say it, so what do so many people rely on for food?"

Xia Di was speechless.

"Your elf head is not as good as my werewolf head. Sir, you are not short of money. If you want to keep us brothers, you can't keep it. Do you dare to make a bet? At the latest Five days, within five days, in order to keep our group of people from leaving, we must come over to give gifts."

Ren took out a cigarette and started smoking. Xia Di used to smuggle guns, dealing with bandits, thieves and rebels. It's normal not to understand the generosity of the Sir. Invited by the nobles to their home for dinner, and wanting to kill any of the warcraft beasts around the territory, that is, in a word, those masters have already figured out the piss.

"You're quite right."

Xia Di had to admit that the people on the ship didn't have much culture. They were all as smart as ghosts.

At this time, Micah walked back and saw that the big oil lamp on the ship was on, and all the auxiliary lighting lamps were also on, and the lights were bright. There were about thirty people on the deck, most of them were human race, and a few were also alien races.

"There are a lot more people."

Micah said, but he didn't know how many of them would be left in the past year. The old gangsters like Ren Xiadi had skills and their lives were very hard, but once these people boarded the boat, their lives and deaths were uncertain.

"How about it?"

Ren smirked, knowing that Mr. Micah must be extremely chic today.

"What is it."

Micah was quite convinced. After so many years, this group of people couldn't change the three words as the opening remark, and they answered these five words by reflex when they heard it.

"Of course it is, the dark forest that everyone longs for."

Renn said extremely obscene words, and he didn't forget to add: "The original god of darkness, activate!"

There was a black line on Micah's forehead, and sometimes he couldn't understand the words in Li Site's mouth. This dog's head has something to learn, and he will update the version by drawing inferences from one instance.

"Oh, it's alright."

Micah said casually.

"It's okay? Fuck, the current charging should go to explode." Ren hissed a cigarette, and continued: "If you say it's not good, it means that the experience is mediocre. If you say that, it means that the experience is not bad. Say it’s okay, I’ll just go to heaven and wipe it off.”

Micah was speechless and ignored the crazy man and got on the boat.

There was great excitement on the deck.

Hei Fan's introductory class must be to deal with these fugitives who think they are ruthless characters first, and in the name of exchanging ideas, kill the prestige well so as not to cause trouble in the future.

Morrison was fighting with several sailors, fighting with his bare hands.

The result is inevitable.

Even if he faced people five or six, Morrison was easily knocked down. It didn't take a few seconds. On average, it took more than one second.

"You guys are just out to mess around like this? It's just empty-handed. If something happens to you, all of you are already dead."

Morrison took out a purple berry from the fruit plate and chewed it. It tasted good that day, so he sent a dogleg to the city to buy it back.

Micah watched the show and said, "It's not like these people are weak, who the hell can beat you."

"I'm not convinced. If something happens to someone, it's really not certain."

One of the sailors, a two-meter tall man with a skull tattoo on his bald head, said that to get on the ship, you need to work part-time as an official, and it is very boring to be a coolie.

Morrison was considered to be the tallest group of Black Sails. Although he was just over 1.8 meters tall, he was far behind people like Oxlein.

"Huh?" Morrison said with great interest, "You can bring whatever you want, just come and load up the musket."

"That's what you said."

The tattooed man picked up the scimitar he had handy, struck first, and without giving him a chance to speak, he slashed directly at Morrison in an extremely despicable manner.

boom!
The flying knife was like a cannonball. No one could see where it came from. The scimitar was thrown into the air and spun wildly for more than 20 meters before falling directly into the sea. The tattooed man fell to his knees and screamed, his wrist already in a weird arc. Bending, the associated huge force caused the wrist to dislocate, causing it to become red and swollen.

It opened everyone's eyes, it was amazing.

"Also, don't say things like being unconvinced again. The ship talks about absolute obedience. I repeat, absolute obedience. Now that you are on a pirate ship, your head is tied to your belt. You must speak in a measured way. People who are not long-sighted , it won’t end well.”

Morrison said coldly, half of his face was burnt and carved more than a dozen cuts with a knife, and it looked extremely terrifying. For a while, no one on the deck dared to speak.

"Brother, kill, stop bullying these newcomers, you'll scare them. Don't mess with him in the future. You should eat and drink. The wine in the warehouse is about to burst. Everyone can drink again tonight." Two bottles, all right, open the champagne."

As soon as Ren got on the boat, he saw Morrison was making new arrivals. A person who is so ruthless to kill his brother will make a shadow later and work hard.

The sailors on the deck were all sighing, this ship was really rich, and it seemed that there was no money for wine and meat.

The tattooed man is not a narrow-minded person.

"I've heard that there are dragons among men on Black Sail. It's a well-deserved reputation. I'm sure I'm going to mess with you. I'm willing to stay on the boat until I die."

The tattooed man stood up and had to admire him.

Morrison didn't answer, not wanting to befriend the minor character.

"Damn, do you know how to say auspicious words? You must say auspicious words on board. If you are dead or not, open the champagne."

Ren sent a few people to the warehouse to get the wine.

Micah sighed, and asked the big tattooed man to go with him to the pharmacy below, and give him some medicine for bone setting.

(End of this chapter)