The Gourmet in the Pirate

He whispered anxiously: "Master, don't go."

Mo Lin who was pulled was not angry, he just pointed to the tavern and asked: "Isn't this a tavern?"

"Master, this is a tavern, but the food here is expensive, but it's dangerous to eat there. This tavern is visited by pirates every day. Let's go to another place to eat! The place I told you is not It’s far away, just walk another street.”

Gulululu!!!

Maureen touched his stomach that was making grunting noises, then took out a coin with a face value of [-] Baileys from his pocket, and threw it to the little boy.

"I'm too hungry to walk, so let's go here! As for the pirates..." Mo Lin showed a playful smile, and continued, "I've seen a lot."

"Okay, take the 500 Baileys as a tip for bringing me here. I'm going to eat first, and I'm so hungry."

As he said that, Mo Lin didn't care about the anxious little boy who wanted to say something, and sent him aside directly.

Pirates or something, isn't that a walking wallet?

If the pirates in this tavern are strong, Mo Lin might be able to save another meal.

With a "squeak", Mo Lin pushed open the door, and the scene inside was a group of guys with strong personalities or fierce faces, with knives or guns in their waists.

Seeing someone push the door and come in, the noisy tavern suddenly fell silent.

At this moment, Mo Lin seemed to have attracted the attention of most people in the tavern.

But... only for a moment.

At this time, Maureen was not wearing a navy uniform, only casual clothes.

So after some people glanced at him, they turned their heads without paying attention, and continued to do their own things.

It seems that they have long been commonplace about this.

Of course, there are also some people who are still looking at Mo Lin with scrutiny.

This group of people is different from the mad men with fierce faces and danger written on their faces. They wear distinctive high-quality clothes, sit quietly in the corner of the tavern or in the booth, and drink by themselves.

Occasionally, you can still find a few successful people in formal suits.

This kind of person is either the leader among the pirates, or an unscrupulous businessman who seeks huge profits.

When he was a navy captain before, Mo Lin had seen many such people.

While they were looking at Mo Lin, Mo Lin was also looking at them.

After taking a look, Mo Lin walked to the bar, put Guiche on the bar, and said to the bartender with a strong physique and a sloppy face: "A bar of fruit wine, a roasted whole lamb, a large war chest Serve me another ten servings of the ax steak, and serve me the other dishes as quickly as possible, my stomach is growling, so hurry up."

The bartender glanced at Mo Lin, then at the expensive ghost on the table, and nodded.

Very good, it seems that he is not someone who can't afford the money. Even if he really can't afford the money, he can use the knife on the bar to pay the bill.

The bartender didn't ask Mo Lin if he could eat that much by himself, he just pointed to an empty seat not far away and said, "You want a lot of food, and the bar can't fit, you can go to table No. [-] and wait." Come on, I'll have the food served right away."

"Okay, give me a glass of fruit wine first, I'm thirsty."

"no problem!"

The bartender with a swollen face quickly poured Mo Lin a glass of fruit wine with an agility that didn't fit his body type, then wrote what Mo Lin wanted on a piece of paper and handed it to the back kitchen.

"Hey Hey hey!"

Just as the bartender was passing the note, a frivolous voice sounded beside Mo Lin.

A guy with a square scarf wrapped around his head and a small vest with an open chest came over with a few younger brothers and said, "Hey, friend, your knife looks good, let me open your eyes."

Glancing at the Baotou man faintly, Mo Lin said coldly: "No borrowing, get out!"

"Bastard, you actually talk to me in such a tone, do you want to die?"

He quickly took out a gun from his waist, pointed at Mo Lin's head, and said with a grin: "Kneel on the ground if you are sensible, and obediently give me the knife. Maybe the uncle is in a good mood, so I will let you go as a fart." .”

As he said that, the younger brothers behind the Baotou man all burst out laughing for a moment, and all of them looked at Mo Lin with threats and ridicule in their eyes.

Chapter 190 Two Scramble

"Wellington..." The expression of the bartender who had just returned from the back kitchen changed.

The Baotou man named Wellington glanced at the bar, and said arrogantly: "You'd better leave my affairs alone, or your boss won't be able to protect you."

"you······"

After the bartender was threatened, his expression changed several times, and he finally retreated.

"cut!"

After forcing the bartender back with a word, Wellington sneered disdainfully.

Mo Lin glanced at the silent bartender who turned his head away, then glanced at Wellington, the man with a bald head, and asked in surprise, "Are people in the New World so courageous?"

Wellington opened the hammer with his finger, pointed the gun at Clow's temple, and said: "How can you make money if you are not brave? This shitty world starves the timid to death. I have experienced the feeling of hunger. For the rest of my life, I don't want to experience that kind of hunger again, so even if I die, I won't be a cowardly starving ghost!"

"Hey hey hey... I've said enough, take a knife, your wallet and this clothes, in exchange for your life, it's a good deal!"

Mo Lin asked unexpectedly: "You even need clothes?" Wellington, the Baotou man, grinned and said, "Hehe, boy, don't think I don't know what to do. Your clothes, this silky material, and this exquisite workmanship, at least need For hundreds of thousands of Baileys, even second-hand ones can be sold for a lot of money. I do business with Wellington, and I never dislike its small meat."

"I see!"

Mo Lin nodded and looked at the others, "Speaking of which, has this place always been in such a mess? Is it possible to rob openly after a meal, or is it a terrible one?"

"Hahaha, what do you think this is?"

Baotou male Wellington laughed and said: "This is the 'port country' Faensi, whether you are a pirate, a black market dealer, or a bounty hunter, here, as long as you have the money to pay the fine, you can do whatever you want, of course , the premise of all this is that the strong prey on the weak.”

"Give it to him..."

The bartender with a swollen face turned around at some point, and said in a low voice, "A word of advice, if you don't want to die, give him everything."

"Yes, give me something in exchange for your life, and choose one for yourself."

Wellington, the Baotou man, laughed in a low voice, and moved the pistol down.

It seems that it wants to aim at an indescribable position, and threaten it first.

Zheng!

At the moment when Wellington, the Baotou male, raised malicious intent, a black glow lit up from around them, and the bright light instantly illuminated the somewhat dim tavern.

Baotou male Wellington and his younger brother, while the black light flickered, their entire bodies were directly divided into two from the chest, and a large amount of blood rushed to the rear, staining the floor blood red.

"Unfortunately, neither my sword nor my life can be taken away by you."

hum!

With a flick of his fingertips, the blood stains on the sword were blown away with a strong force.

Mo Lin took a clean step from the bar, wiped the clean sword up and down, and then slowly put Guiche back into the scabbard.

"But I don't want to die as a cowardly starving ghost, I will satisfy you!"

After doing all this, Mo Lin took a sip of the orange-red fruit wine in front of him.

The taste is surprisingly good!

After taking an extra sip of the fruit wine, Mo Lin said to the bartender who was a little dazed: "What are you doing in a daze, serve the food!"

"By the way, does this guy have a bounty on him?"

The bartender took a deep look at Mo Lin and nodded, "The vice-captain of the Roaring Pirates, 'Yellow Turban' Wellington, offers a reward of 700 million Baileys."

After a satisfied smile, Mo Lin said: "Thirty-seven million Bailey Bailey? It seems enough for me to have a good meal. Then I will give you this guy's head. After deducting the service fee, cleaning fee and tip, the rest Replace everything you ordered with food and bring it up! Is there a problem?"

This type of tavern can generally act as a small black market, with various services in it, including the service of exchanging for the bounty of the pirate's head.

It is specially designed to provide convenience for those who are inconvenient.

Of course, Maureen simply didn't want to waste that time.

"No problem!" After hesitating for a while, the bartender said, "Our tavern's rake is 550% and half, which means that Wellington's bounty, we have to rake [-] Baileys."

Just to collect a bounty on your behalf, you have to draw a benefit fee of 550 million and [-] Baileys.

But Maureen just shrugged, "It doesn't matter, as long as you serve the food quickly."

"Hold on!"

After sending someone to quickly dispose of the corpses and bloodstains on the ground, a waiter was called to replace him, and then disappeared behind the bar again.

After the bartender left.

As if breaking the weird atmosphere in the tavern, the crowd who were intimidated by Mo Lin's knife started whispering again.

"That fellow Wellington, what an idiot!"

A table of pirates sneered and said, "I'm alone in this place, but there are a few simple ones who rushed up without even thinking about it. It's okay, let us test it out."

"Hey, did you see how he drew the sword just now?"

"No, it was too fast. I don't even know when he drew the sword. Wellington and his men died. Although I don't know how strong he is, he must be a master of swordsmanship."

A group of people were discussing with each other there, but they were only surprised by such an attack, but none of them felt scared.

As for the dead, they have seen a lot!

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Mo Lin took the fruit wine and sat down at the table number nine.

Enduring hunger and waiting boredly for a while, I don't know if it was Molin's slashing sword that made the chef in the tavern feel threatened and played a good role in urging the dishes, or it was driven by the [-]% pumping.

In short, a plate full of food was quickly brought to Mo Lin's table.

Gululu!

Gululu!!

Gululu!!!

The fragrant food instantly aroused Mo Lin's hunger.

He directly forked a hot dog as thick as an adult's forearm, and after chewing it several times, Mo Lin swallowed it down his throat and sent it into the black hole in his stomach.

Whoosh whoosh!

The food that had just been served by the waiter was cleared without even warming the table.

This terrifying eating speed directly stunned the waiters who had just finished serving the food and hadn't had time to leave.

There are many big eaters in the new world. Generally, the stronger the person, the more they can eat. After working in this tavern for so many years, these waiters have also seen many big eaters with amazing appetites.