Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 441: The Deterrent Power of Mr. Ron
"What happened?"

"Call the ship's doctor! The blood is spurting three meters high!"

"Unrelated personnel, please make way. Stop fighting. Stop fighting!!!"

There was a commotion on the bow, and the scuffle between the two men soon attracted the attention of the White Onyx's captain, Fair Ireland.

The middle-aged retired navy man immediately ordered the sailors to pull the two people who were fighting apart. At the same time, he checked their conditions and breathed a sigh of relief after finding that they only had some minor skin injuries.

You can die anywhere, just not on my ship.
As for the emotional damage suffered by the couple, White Agate is not responsible.

"Captain, it was him. He just said a few words to these two men, and then they started fighting."

At this time, a sailor pointed at a blond boy wearing sunglasses not far away and reported the situation to Ireland in a low voice.

The White Agate is not just an ordinary passenger ship. As a transit station for MI9 responsible for monitoring intelligence at sea, its crew and captain will naturally be wary of some extraordinary people.

Obviously, Ron's ability to instigate was doubted by the captain and many sailors.

"I am the captain of the White Agate. I cannot allow any dangerous people to board my ship!"

"Let me ask you, was it you who caused their fight?"

Ireland stepped forward, emitting an indescribable majesty. He asked sternly, not giving the boy any psychological preparation.

"It's none of my business. I just asked a few questions and they started fighting among themselves."

Ron shrugged his shoulders, his pretty face showing an innocent look, which made the onlookers feel a little heartbroken. He did not pause and continued:
"Captain, Russell once said that a couple fights at the head of the bed and makes up at the foot of the bed. I sincerely suggest that you move a bed and let them fight from the head to the foot of the bed."

"."

Is this what it means to fight at the head of the bed and make up at the foot of the bed? Asshole!
That's clearly a fight at the head of the bed, and at the foot of the bed the man and woman will, uh, forget it, just fight.
Hearing this, the serious Ireland couldn't hold it back any longer. His majestic aura suddenly disappeared, revealing a lewd smile that was often seen on men at sea.

However, when he saw that the boy in front of him was only fifteen or sixteen years old and had a very innocent look on his face, he suppressed the urge to make dirty jokes.

"You'd better be honest, I will keep an eye on you!"

After a long silence, the Captain really didn't see anything special about this fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. He took a deep breath, put Ron on the key observation list, and then gave him a serious warning.

It’s not like the White Agate doesn’t allow Extraordinary People to board. After all, few people can identify the special group hidden among the majority of people.

As long as you don't cause trouble and as long as you are not an evil person, the White Agate will naturally accept you as a passenger.

Otherwise, there are consequences at your own risk!
The blond boy nodded slightly, understanding the Captain's hidden meaning. He pushed his black sunglasses again and said sincerely:
"In fact, I have always been very honest. People who know me think highly of me!"

shameless
Gehrman Sparrow, who had already walked up and was watching the show, muttered in disdain in his heart.

"You're honest? I hope so! Damn it, don't make any more trouble!"

Ireland didn't even turn his head, but just waved his hand and expressed his distrust with words.

The farce ended here. The two lovers who had just been fighting each other were now separated. They looked at each other in disbelief with their sober eyes, full of indignation and heartache of betrayal.

One of them wanted the woman's body, and the other wanted the man's money. In Ron's opinion, this was understandable and none of his business.

But they should never, ever show their affection in front of Master Ron. As everyone knows, Master Ron is a kind-hearted person. With just a few words, he made both parties see each other's true hearts and thus avoided the ultimate tragedy.

"What are you looking at? If you keep looking, I'll ask you some questions!" At this time, the blond boy glanced at the crowd of onlookers around him and threatened viciously.

That little look is so adorable.

The crowd around was horrified. Having seen Ron's broken mouth before, they all fled with their families, leaving the sailors who were maintaining order in shock.

"Donna, it's so scary. He actually scared away all those adults. I wonder if he can scare away those pirates on the sea?"

In the crowd, a little boy tugged at his sister's sleeve and looked at the conspicuous Bao Ron with a look that was both fearful and exciting, mixed with a bit of admiration.

"Denton, that's a bad boy, don't learn from him!"

"If you follow his example, Dad will be so angry that he will have a cerebral hemorrhage!"

As the older sister, Donna has much better logical thinking than her brother. She could tell at a glance that Ron was the type of person who would give his parents a headache.

She lowered her head and warned her brother Denton in a serious tone.

"Ah? Then his parents will be angry every day, and they will use sticks to carry out the caning education that Russell mentioned, right?"

Denton was stunned when he heard his sister's words. To be fair, he immediately imagined a horrific scene in his mind.

Naturally, the brother and sister's whispers could not escape Gehrman Sparrow's ears.

There was no expression on the face of this new adventurer at this moment. He clenched his fists as big as sandbags, as if he was born not to smile.

That’s right, I was the one being taught a lesson with the stick!
It's too much to talk about, it's all tears. This scene of Tiangang being beaten up by a little brat is probably the only one in the world.

Suddenly, Klein saw Ron waving at him and walking towards him with a smile on his face.

Don't come over here, I don't know you!!!

You have no shame, but I still have some!

The adventurer's hair stood on end and he turned around and walked away as if he had seen some plague god.

"Mr. Cleves, I still have to settle my luggage. I'll chat with you if I have time."

"it is good!"

Cleves, a former adventurer and current bodyguard, nodded and responded briefly, while also turning a wary gaze towards Ron.

It was difficult for him to comment on this threat.

Why are you running? Can I eat you? This is blatant discrimination.
Seeing the people scattering around him, and Klein running away quickly as if he didn't know him, Ron curled his lips, disdainful of arguing with these ordinary people.

Adjusting the jazz hat on his head and straightening his black sunglasses, Master Ron walked into the cabin in a very cool manner and successfully found his room.

He took out his pocket watch and saw that it was already tea time. He immediately took out a can of wolffish from the King's Treasury.

Ron hesitated for a while, but finally resisted the urge to eat. He planned to find Klein in the evening and enjoy this rare delicacy with him.

Well, now let’s eat some cream puffs to fill our stomachs!

(End of this chapter)