Mo Fei thinks that as a person, he should have a basic IQ. For example, a "noble person" whose identity is so "noble" that he can make others have a temporary intention and have other intentions. When he is in an environment where there is no security and relatively dangerous, he should know how to cover up his identity.

If the facts are in line with Mo Fei's guess based on common sense, then how did this old man know the identity of "Mr. Prince"?

Anyway, after chatting for a while, Mo Fei chose to say goodbye and leave, and he decided to stay away from that person.

After a little later, he went to the restaurant on the boat and ate something to fill his stomach. Mo Fei's boat ticket did not include meal coupons, and the things provided in the restaurant on the boat were both unpalatable and expensive... The main side dish was just salted fish.

Just salted fish, and it’s delicious to cook well. Mo Fei is just a fisherman, so he is very professional in this regard. But the taste of the salted fish on this boat is the same as those fish had athlete’s foot before they were alive.

But to be honest, although the food is unpalatable, compared with the devil fruit that Mo Fei had eaten, this thing has to be considered a delicacy.

Mo Fei also understood that there was nothing new or novel about traveling across the sea while riding this slow sailing boat. The whole process seemed very boring and idle.

There are no entertainment facilities on the boat, so if two men and women board the boat, they will easily become three people when they get off the boat.

After dinner, Mo Fei left the restaurant and returned to the cabin. At this time, the wind lights were hung on the bow and stern of the ship. The lights vaguely illuminated the outline of the sailboat. This should be to avoid collisions with other ships while sailing at night... Although Mo Fei felt that the visibility of the sea surface was very limited because of the frequent fog at night, such lights may not play a big role.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, the sea breeze at night is stronger than during the day, so the speed of the boat seems to be faster.

After returning to the cabin, Mo Fei lay on the narrow single bed. With the continuous jumping dim candlelight in the lampshade embedded in the wall of the boat board, the sound of the wind outside and the squeaking boat boards squeezed each other, he fell asleep in a short while... He really had nothing to do except sleep.

Originally, he thought that this kind of boring life on the boat would be repeated for many days, but what he didn't expect was that things would change soon.

Late at night just one day after the departure, the noise of disturbing sounds woke Mo Fei up from his sleep. He suddenly opened his eyes, pricked up his ears and listened carefully for a while, immediately put on his coat, put on his backpack and walked onto the deck... Whether it was a rocket or other accidents occurred, staying in the narrow cabin at this time was definitely not the right choice.

When he arrived on the deck, he found that there were many people gathering here. Then his first reaction was to raise his head because something seemed particularly bright in the sky... something was burning.

It is the lookout on the main mast.

The flames burning above reflect this like a large torch.

However, at this time, most of the people pointed at the bottom of the mast. When Mo Fei looked over, his eyes couldn't help but condense - he saw a person who died there, who looked a bit miserable.

The man should be the lookout hand on the boat. He seemed to have accidentally fallen off the watchtower and died.

Just talking about a fire can be said to be an accident, but if someone dies at the same time as the fire occurs, the matter is a bit different.

The sea breeze blew the burning flames on the masts to a large extent. The expressions of the people standing on the deck appeared and disappeared from time to time, and the discussion seemed to be there and nothing, and everything seemed very strange.

The captain on the ship was surrounded by sailors. While he arranged for people to put out the fire, he shouted to the crowd, "Please go back to the cabin. This is a small accident. The fire can be put out soon... Now staying on the deck, if someone falls into the sea in the night, that is the worst thing."

The passengers staying on the deck will only cause trouble. The captain maintained order while secretly glad that the fire was discovered early, otherwise the ship would lose its power on the sea if the sails burned as well.

The most important thing now is to put out the fire. As for whether this matter was accidental or artificial, etc., all investigations such as this will be discussed after dawn.

Under the captain's order, the sailors began to drive away the passengers on the deck, and Mo Fei, who was mixed in the crowd, could only follow him and walk into the cabin.

But after walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped again.

At this time, someone in the crowd muttered in a low voice, "I seem to hear something, have you heard it?"

Well, Mo Fei not only heard the special sound mixed in the sea breeze, but even felt that this sound was a bit familiar because it was like this:

Whoosh~~Boom!

The main mast of the sailboat was hit by a shot, and then the upper half of the mast burning with flames broke with the sails and broke into the sea. There were also several sailors who were extinguishing the fire on them. Mo Fei heard their screams and screams.

Mo Fei subconsciously turned to the direction where the sound of cannons came, and then had to sigh in his heart "beautiful".

It was not that there was anything worthy of praise for this behavior, but that the gun was very beautiful... He could not see the shadow of the enemy ship at all, which means that the ship was at least two hundred meters away from the passenger ship.

The front-mounted smoothbore cannon, the bumpy and undulating sea, the moving target, the dark night, two hundred meters, and hit the mast with one shot. If these elements are combined, it can only be said that the opponent's gun skills are superb and they are very accurate.

Then Mo Fei suddenly realized that the fire just now was not necessarily to burn the sails, but to guide the enemy ship... No, or wrong.

Because if the boat is forced to stop, the people who are mixed on this boat can ignite the sails directly... There is no reason to ignite the watch bucket, but there is no sail, right?

It's very bad, the other party is obviously just "playing".

After the main mast was broken, the passenger ship's speed dropped sharply, and then two more shells hit the hull. Although no one was directly hit by solid shells, an unlucky guy was hit by the splashed wooden wedge ship nails, and there were another burst of unbearable screams.

At this time, Mo Fei probably understood why so many people hated One Piece King Roger and the era he created - it seemed that meeting pirates at sea was not an accident, but a very common thing.

Everyone was just eating hot pot and singing, but suddenly they were robbed by pirates. Who should I ask for reason?

No, it's actually the pirate who sings.

In the night, another ship's shadow slowly emerged behind the passenger ship.

The pirates' unrestrained and cheerful singing also came into Mo Fei's ears.

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