"squeak"

As soon as the door of the tavern was pushed open, a hot breath mixed with alcohol and tobacco hit my face.

Inside the tavern, there were mostly merchants and sailors coming and going. Even though it was only evening, it was extremely noisy and lively.

The hall was almost full, and even the second floor, which was reserved for nobles, was being entered one after another.

However, unlike dimly lit taverns, the interior of the lobby of Jasmine Tavern is brightly colored and the layout is particularly special.

The entire pub has three floors. The second floor has a hollow cloister-like structure, and the third floor has a separate viewing platform.

The bar in the lobby is located in the center of the tavern. A plump woman is lighting up a hookah, leaning on the inside of the bar and puffing away smoke.

Surrounding the bar are three square booths, and then dozens of round tables radiating from the three booths.

So much so that under the illumination of oil lamps and candles, even the faces of the wild mandarin ducks smeared with lead powder as they shuttled between the bars had a strange brilliance.

I heard from dock officials that the nightclub singing and dancing show here is an exclusive feature, and many businessmen come here because of it.

After all, wild mandarin ducks coated with lead powder are just a pastime for pirates to avoid trouble. In a stable principality, there will naturally be other and richer needs.

"Two parts of rum and one part of fried and stuffed turtle meat."

The dock official skillfully took Ye Yuanyang's waist and led Wang Changle, who had returned to his human form, to sit down at a round table where he could look around the whole place.

"Tsk, this Jasmine Tavern is really unique and a rare luxury. Then I want another piece of fruit."

Wang Changle popped out a gold coin and landed on Ye Yuan's chest. He turned his hand and pushed the little guy who was looking around and wanting to get off the ground back to his seat.

He was not very curious about the scene in the tavern, but he was a little surprised when he saw that even if there were pirates in the tavern, they were all well-behaved.

"You're talking about order, right? All this is because of old Logan, that's the guy over there."

The dock official placed the navigation code on the table and nodded. He sat on the observation deck on the third floor, hugging two wild mandarins happily and looking down at the men below.

"Well, let's talk about it."

Wang Changle took a bite of a juicy nectarine, signaled the dock official to continue, and then looked up.

It was a man wearing a red turban, a beard, a sword at his waist, his bare chest covered with scars, but he was wearing a robe that was incompatible with his aura and aristocratic robes.

At first glance, it looked very awkward, but the aura of this old Logan was not weak, and was even stronger than many of the combatants he had seen.

He originally thought that old Logan was a broker-like entity, but now it seemed that his behavior as a superior person was not as simple as he thought.

From the description of the dock official, Wang Changle also quickly got to know this legendary figure of Xigang Dock.

Old Logan was born in Xigang. He was originally a viscount of the Duchy of Nightingale. However, he joined the Red Beard Pirates because of the fight for the "Secret Relic" many years ago.

After years of fighting, not only did Old Logan earn the title of 'Sea Hyena' at sea, he even became the third mate of the Redbeard Pirates, responsible for the arms and weapons business with the principality.

On the surface it is an arms business, but in fact it is transporting slaves and extraordinary materials to the principality through the sea, and obtaining secret relics.

Although this secret relic made by the Nightingale Principality is just a small secret relic made of extraordinary materials, it can only be used as an extraordinary item at best.

But once it is heavily armed, it can improve the combat effectiveness of the Red Beard Pirates a lot, and this place has become one of the important industries of the Red Beard Pirates.

Three years ago, Old Logan paid the price of an arm and a leg in order to snatch back a large number of robbed slaves and supplies from Bone Sheep Fanosi.

Due to his disability, old Logan, who was holding a knife in his right hand, had no choice but to switch to his left hand, and his combat effectiveness plummeted.

In several battles with the Black Sea King, he almost died, and more than a dozen of the pirate ships he was in charge of were destroyed, and his status in the Red Beard Pirate Group also plummeted.

In the end, Old Logan chose to return to Xicheng, entered the aristocratic circle in one fell swoop, and obtained the official position of Marquis in Hong Kong. He retired from the sea, but did not quit the Red Beard Pirates.

Two years ago, there was a Jasmine Tavern here, which became a place for many nobles of the principality. The red-bearded pirates also declared their "protection" of Xigang.

"Okay, you sit here while I go meet this hyena."

After hearing this, Wang Changle somewhat understood why the dock official didn't lead him to him immediately.

Not only the identity of the Marquis, but more importantly the Red Beard Pirates behind him, Old Logan is more suitable for doing things by himself.

"Sorry to bother you, would you mind having a meal together?"

Wang Chang immediately stood up and smacked the little guy, his eyes flashed, and he landed in front of the observation deck on the third floor, looking around.

There were only Old Logan and Ye Yuan on the entire third floor. There were no guards or pirates. He raised his eyebrows, pulled out a bench and sat down.

"Go away, don't block me from seeing women."

Old Logan held two delicate wild mandarin ducks in his arms, and his eyes did not have the sensuality of ordinary pirates, but instead looked like a habit and pastime that had been developed for a long time.

After the pair of eagle eyes met Wang Changle's gaze, he was not greatly affected, and his tone remained cold and cold, which could be regarded as acquiescence to his action of sitting down.

"I came here to ask Hyena Logan, after so many years, is Nightingale's Duke still doing a comfortable job, or are you just willing to stay in the small Xiangang like this and be a watchdog?

"

Wang Changle picked up a piece of fried sea animal meat and chewed it. Feeling the rising anger of Old Logan, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

Although the temptation just now failed to complete the spiritual invasion, the effect of Bo Xun's Desire has already taken effect.

"what do you want to say in the end?!"

Old Logan's eyes widened sharply and he stared at Wang Changle closely. His veins popped out and his left hand brushed the prosthetic right hand, and then he slowly grasped the short knife at his waist.

The expression of choosing someone to devour, as if the other person will kill him on the spot the next second if he doesn't give him a perfect explanation.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! And the aura of murderous intent emanating from his body scared the wild mandarin ducks sitting around him to death in an instant.

"Oh, I wonder what price you would pay if I could restore your limbs to their original state."

After feeling the suppression of Bai Ye's blood energy, Wang Changle found that he no longer felt much threat to Luo Gen's murderous intent.

After vigorously moving Opal, who was in a defensive posture, the little guy was relieved a lot.

"Ahem, you dare to play tricks on me!"

Logan, who felt he was insulted, felt the unknown anger burst out of his chest, and the short sword was instantly unsheathed.

There was a clang, the sword light burst out, the round table was cut in two, the wine and food were scattered on the ground, but it was empty.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I have been practicing the left-handed sword for so long. It seems that Mr. Logan has not given up and returned to the Red Beard Pirates."

Space fluctuations appeared, and Wang Changle's teasing voice sounded from behind him. The moment Old Logan turned his head with a ferocious look.

The two pop-up green streams of light also happened to hit the target.

"In this way, I can take some losses and help you heal your damaged lungs and liver first. You can feel it before we discuss the next deal."

"You...I, tell me, what do you want from me?"

Old Logan was startled. He suddenly discovered that the hidden injuries to his organs that had not healed for many years were being restored with his breathing, nourished by his vitality.

Not only the damaged organs, but also the hidden injuries hidden in the bones and flesh are slowly being repaired.

In an instant, Old Logan's eyes changed from ferocious to disbelieving, then full of surprise, and finally, ambition inspired by anger began to burn.

Old Logan was also very clear about the man in front of him. Since he knew his name and appeared in front of him so blatantly, he must have come with a purpose.

"No, you are wrong. It's not what I want from you. But old Logan, what price are you willing to pay for your hands and feet? And what price are you willing to pay to take back the position of third mate of the Red Beard Pirates?"

After sensing that Old Logan no longer had the intention to kill, Wang Changle's spirit moved slightly, and the bench was pulled in front of him.

The little guy raised his head and looked at old Logan, who was looking down and thinking hard. He immediately jumped back on his shoulders, jumping on his short legs and holding a glass of rum.

"You said you could help me get my position as the third mate of the Red Beard Pirates?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Old Luo Gen suddenly raised his head and tried to confirm the authenticity from Wang Changle's face.

The Duke of Nightingale was indeed considered a rich man, but this kind of life was too comfortable. What he, old Logan, wanted was to kill wantonly, hunt sea beasts, and make achievements on the Viking sea, not the so-called stationed in Hong Kong.

"This wine is good. Let's deal with it piece by piece. Let's talk about recovering your limbs first. What price are you willing to pay?"

After Wang Changle felt the urgency behind his ambition, he knew that the fish had taken the bait.

Looking at old Logan who was silently smoking his pipe, he poured himself and the little guy a glass of wine and then sat down leisurely.

"After all, even if I have the ability to help you get your position as the third mate of the Red Beard Pirates, you still have to have the ability to hold on, right?"

"5,000 gold coins and two pieces of secret relic equipment. This is the maximum amount of money I can offer, as long as you can cure me."

Old Logan clicked his cigarette holder for a long time before taking out a lady's animal skin handbag from the noble's robe.

The next moment, space fluctuations appeared, and two arm guards, one red and one black, and a half-human-sized iron box were shaken out.

As soon as he raised his head, he met Wang Changle with a slightly scrutinizing gaze under his frown.

"Don't look at it. There are only two secret relics, but I got them from ruins at sea a few years ago. They are not comparable to those made in the Principality."

"Oh? Listen to what you said, is there a big difference between the secret relics made in the principality and those in the maritime ruins?"

Red Dragon Armguards (left)

Origin: Viking Sea (red, scale armor)

Type: Armguard/Set Parts/Secret Relic

Epic: 688

Equipment prerequisites: true intelligence 95, true physical strength 85, true agility 85 points.

Tip: When equipping this secret relic for the first time, you need to withstand the judgment of the ancient dragon's will.
To be continued...