Never Fade Skull Flag

Seeing that the sparse pirates came out from the town entrance, some of them were pulling full supplies and dozens of barrels of rum, and the direction was this way. The boy knew that the pirates on the Goddess of Despair had returned, and the remaining The next thing to do is to spend the night in a bar or a brothel.

"I have to go now."

The boy was a little reluctant to part, but he also knew that he had to leave, stood up, patted the sand on his buttocks, and the boy ran towards the town.

"Des, you say he is destined to go our way?"

John raised a handful of sand and said weakly.

"He is like us! He has the same curiosity as us, and is destined to take risks on the ocean. However, his body seems to be a little weak. Even if he becomes a pirate, he will not be able to get on our Despair Goddess."

Des smiled and got up to meet his companions.

"Hey! You **** bastards! Give me a drink! I'm dying of hunger!"

Under the setting sun, the tides of the sea slapped the coast from time to time, and the busy sailors carried the supplies on board, which was the guarantee that they would float on the ocean next month.

Port town.

Chaotic, dirty, there seems to be no good words to describe the town at this time. After all, it has just arrived, or it is a group of rude and savage pirates who are visiting it.

Boys shuttled through the crowd, occasionally dodging an empty wine bottle that flew from nowhere, listening to the pirates singing, fighting, clinking glasses and women's laughter and moaning, of course, from time to time there were musket firings. the sound of.

"Hey, you **** bastards! Want to make a fortune! Want a lot of gold! Want to explore the ocean! Join us!"

A pirate shouted loudly, surrounded by a group of sailors.

The boy glanced at it, and beside the pirate was a rotten wooden board that was picked up from somewhere, with the surf number written on it crookedly.

An unheard of pirate ship, far less well-known than the Goddess of Despair.

The boy is not surprised. Every day, there are downsized pirate ships to recruit sailors. He walked towards the largest bar in the town. Although it is the largest bar, it is the same tattered, and the wooden boards and walls outside are full of years. and damp traces left by moisture.

A black skull flag hangs on the outside of the bar, which is a bar dedicated to pirates.

The boy who hasn't approached smells a strong intoxication, sweet, mellow, and intoxicating. This is the unique taste of rum. Under the rum, there is also a drooling barbecue smell. You know the taste, it's baked golden, crispy, melt-in-your-mouth delicacy.

The sound of screaming and laughter came from the bar, and the low moaning and groaning were also suppressed.

The wooden door was open. After all, it was the busiest time for the bar business. The boy stood at the door and felt the heat waves coming from in front of him. With a smile on his lips, he walked in.

Even though the oil lamp was lit in the bar, it was still very dark. Dozens of ropes hung down from the low wooden shed, which were covered with all kinds of strange things, wine glasses, empty wine bottles, corks, shells, dry branches...

These are all hung on the pirates before they leave, and they are useless, but they are just for peace of mind.

Dilapidated oak barrels are scattered everywhere in the bar. Some drunk pirates are holding the barrels and laughing foolishly. There are a few strong men around the bar, showing hospitality to the proprietress of the bar, smiling for the proprietress, without hesitation. handed over the silver coins in his pocket.

Dozens of low and heavy tables were surrounded by pirates, some drinking, some gambling, arguing from time to time, and some even smashing bottles on each other's heads, causing small commotion.

The pirates here are all dressed in the same way, with beards or bald heads, those with red or black sailors' headscarves, dirty faces with weather marks, tattered linen clothes, and dingy There are many bells and copper pieces hanging from his waist, a sharp sword and a hidden flintlock gun on his waist, his hair and beard are braided, and colorful glass beads or shells are hung, but the essence of the mess still cannot be changed.

Everyone was immersed in rum and women, no one cared about this little guy who just walked in, only the proprietress saw him.

The proprietress is a blond stunner, wearing revealing tight clothes, her chest is full and bound, revealing a piece of snow white, as if about to burst, the proprietress smiled, and sent the male pirates around him with a few glasses of rum. , greeted the little boy.

"Andy, what are you doing, the bar is so busy today, and you are still running out?"

"I'm just going out to see, Anna, you can't limit my freedom."

"Oh, little Andy, I bought you from a rude and greedy pirate with a silver coin. I took you out of the sea of ​​misery, so you have to listen to me."

That's right, poor little Andy was sold here by the sea scum. He knew his identity. His father was the great pirate king of the Eastern Rakshasa Sea, and when he was on a boat to see his father, he met the Empire A naval attack, his boat was blown up, he encountered a gang of pirates while drifting on a plank, and was sold here from the far east.

Andy only vaguely remembered these things, and even he wondered if it was his own speculation. After all, he was too young at that time, and it had been ten years since he was sold here.

Later, after inquiries, it seems that the famous Rakshasa Pirate King in the East was caught by the Royal Navy of the Tenglong Empire. Maybe he was hanged, maybe he was imprisoned for life, in short, he has withdrawn from the big stage of the ocean.

Andy has the blood of a pirate, and he is destined to be with the sea.

Ten years ago, poor little Andy was brought ashore by a rude pirate. The sound of howling and crying attracted the attention of Anna. Anna was the eldest lady of this bar at that time. She still had some money, and she looked like the little guy. Lovely, so I bought the child with a silver coin.

"Okay, okay! I'm not back here? You don't need to always pick up that silver coin."

Andy waved his hand, skillfully got a small glass of rum at the bar, and gulped it down.

"One copper coin, thank you for your patronage!"

Anna blinked, facing his deep white palm.

"I only had a small drink, you black-hearted fellow! Deduct it from my salary!"

"Poor little Andy, I have to remind you of a cruel reality. You eat and live with me, so you have to work for me for free, and you don't get paid."

Seeing Andy's speechless face, Anna smiled even more, pointed to her face, and leaned forward gently.

Andy was helpless and gently kissed Anna's face.

"Very good. Would you like a drink? My dear little Andy?"

Anna's fingers ran across her red lips and lightly tapped, "I want to be here this time. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

Anna likes to tease this little guy very much. In his bones, there is a subtle charm that oriental people have. Anna likes the Andy who pestered her when she was a child, but Andy has grown up in recent years and seems to be intentionally alienating her.

So the daring Anna always took some special opportunities to do something to make this little guy blush.

Andy shook his head, put the wine glass down, licked his lips, making sure not to drop a drop of wine, "I won't drink it anymore."

Anna raised her brows, poured herself a glass of rum, shook it a few times, and took a slow sip, "Well, I wish the sea not far away was made of this rum."

A pirate not far away also echoed, "That's really an ocean like heaven. I don't think any sailor can refuse it!"

Even little Andy sniffed, showing a longing look on his face.

"By the way, Anna, maybe I'll be leaving in a few days."

Andy seemed to think of something, looked at Anna and said sadly.

"Um... what? Are you leaving?"

Anna was still enjoying rum, she was shocked when she heard this, and looked at Andy nervously.

"Where are you going? I bought you with one silver coin. No one can take you away without my permission."

"Don't be like this, Anna, when I grow up, I want to go out."

"No, I even plan to hand this tavern to you! How can you leave?"

Anna looked terrified, her hand holding the rum kept shaking, and she shouted hysterically, "Are you going to leave me to be that **** pirate!"

The whole tavern was quiet, except for some drunk guys who were a little sober looking at Anna with bad expressions.