A Day in the Pirate World

Three figures slowly appeared in the wind and sand.

The crowd began to riot.

Not long after, the three arrived at the place where the crowd gathered.

A well-dressed tax collector, followed by two kingdom soldiers with swords and guns, broke into this world that was incompatible with them.

The tax official is a middle-aged fat man with a full face and a fat body, which looks like he has lived a very prosperous life.

He spat on the ground and cursed: "What kind of shitty weather, and the smell of untouchables here, it's a terrible crime for me to be sent here today, no wonder no one wants to come to this shitty place."

Then he pointed at the fisherman who was dressed in rags and smelled like fish, and said proudly: "You bastards, hurry up and get your money ready, I don't have time to spend here with you in the cold."

As soon as these words were spoken, many people's faces became ugly, and their eyeballs almost turned red.

A 60-year-old old fisherman took a step forward as a representative. He showed an ugly smile, his face was covered with cracked holes like tree bark, and the rusty yellow teeth in his mouth were also uneven.

"My lord tax official, the harvest has not been very good these days, can you give us another two days..."

Before he finished speaking, he kept kicking the old fisherman's chest with his big foot, kicking him back a few meters, and fell to the ground, unable to move for a long time.

"Pooh!"

The fat tax officer spit at the old fisherman, and said with a fierce face: "Don't think that I don't know what you bastards are thinking. Just go to jail."

The two stepped forward to help the old fisherman up, and glared at the fat tax official bitterly.

The crowd also began to commotion.

"But it's only been a few days since the last tax collection, how can there be money to pay this tax."

The fat tax officer didn't seem to be afraid at all. He looked at the fishermen contemptuously, and took another step forward.

He said with a sinister smile word by word: "If you can't pay the money, wait to be arrested!"

The tall Damon in the crowd had unknowingly walked to the front at this time, and a harpoon in his hand was polished and shiny.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed.

The obese tax official was pierced by a harpoon and held up high by Damon. The face of the still surviving tax official was full of astonishment, remorse, resentment and other emotions.

His hands subconsciously held the fork behind him, and he wanted to speak, but blood gushed out of his mouth, and he couldn't speak.

"you……"

"Big guy, we've been driven to a dead end. Anyway, we're going to die. We'll fight them."

Damon let out a loud cry, and with the steel fork in his hand facing the tax officer, he rushed straight at the two scared kingdom soldiers.

Before the two could react, Damon, who was already close, threw the steel fork on the ground, grabbed the heads of the two soldiers with both hands, and squeezed between them.

Bang! !

Like two watermelons colliding together, the two soldiers didn't even scream, and the red and white liquid slurry was flying around.

At this time, there were many shouts and flames in the royal city.

Damon's eyes flashed with joy, and he quickly picked up his steel fork.

"Guys, we have no way out, we have to kill to get out!"

"Kill to Wangcheng and get back everything we deserve."

Most of the fishermen's eyes turned blood red, and they followed Damon regardless.

"I know where there are weapons, everyone follow me..."

"Kill, kill those who oppress us."

"Why do we work so hard but can't get enough to eat? They don't need to do anything to get fat, and they keep squeezing us."

"Kill them, everything is ours."

More and more people joined the team, following Damon in the front and charging continuously, and finally all the fishermen joined voluntarily or involuntarily.

Just like Damon said, there is no way to survive since killing the tax collector.

Slowly, the fishing village of Rio became empty.

No, the door of Old York's dilapidated tavern opened at some point, and Old York, who was limping on one leg, leaned on the door frame and looked towards the direction of the turbulent royal city.

With a helpless look on his weather-beaten face, he sighed and said, "It's troublesome autumn!"

Then he walked into the dilapidated wooden house and closed the wooden door that creaked in the strong wind.

Keep everything out.

suddenly,

A snowflake fluttered and fell, and then the wind and snow all over the sky began to fall, quickly dyeing the whole world into a piece of white.

It seems that all the evils in this world can be buried.

What a good time to kill!

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s: I'll make a meal first, and then code after the second meal. It's probably after 2 o'clock.