The next day, dawn.

The first faint ray of sunlight slowly emerged from the horizontal line where the sea meets the sky, illuminating the sea and the tents on the bay.

There are many tents in this bay.

They are not small in size, but their workmanship is very crude.

It is hard to imagine how such a simple tent can withstand the wind and rain if it rains heavily.

It's quite early at the moment.

But the people in the tent came out one after another, wiping their groggy eyes.

Most of them are black people with dark skin, but their skin is much darker and rougher than that of ordinary black people, like coal.

At first glance, you can tell that it has been weathered by the scorching sun and wind and frost.

These people came out, said a few words together in twos and threes, and then began to simply gather themselves.

Although it looks very poor, it also looks peaceful and harmonious in the warm morning light.

However, it didn't take long for this peace to be broken.

Accompanied by the sound of "rustling" footsteps in the sand, a group of people armed with live ammunition and full of hostility arrived here.

"Move quickly for me.

Get ready to work at sea!"

Walking at the front, a strong man wearing a bulletproof vest and looking like a commander shouted.

Everyone was a little surprised when they heard this.

An old man walked out slowly and asked: "Didn't all the children in our area go to sea yesterday?

You should be able to rest today, right?"

"no!"

The officer refused without hesitation, "The recent harvest is not very good, so we have to work harder! Hurry up! Within ten minutes, everyone who should go to sea will be ready for me! Don't give me any ink here!"

Everyone suddenly didn't dare to speak.

no way.

They have no qualifications to negotiate terms or reason.

After all, in front of these "chiefs", they are just fishermen or even slaves who can be manipulated at will.

In fact...if it weren't for these "officers", they would probably just be law-abiding fishermen.

However, under the pressure of these "chiefs", they had no choice but to go to sea and become vicious pirates in the eyes of the world to plunder.

Maybe some of them like this kind of life and like to be pirates.

But, it's certainly not all.

However, they have no right to choose at all.

"Let's leave! Come here with some strong men and have a fight with me!"

A man with a stooped figure but a fierce face came out and shouted loudly.

This man's name is Mucha, and he is also from this small bay village.

He is the kind of person who likes to be a pirate and rob others.

Because he is very proactive and cruel, he is one of the best team managers in the village.

However, in the past half month, I don't know if it was bad luck, but he has gone to sea several times without any harvest.

So now I am eager to go overseas to prove myself and receive bonuses.

Mucha shouted, but someone still responded.

Soon six or seven guys approached him.

However, Mucha glanced at them but did not accept them all. He walked up to them one by one, looked at them, and then pushed them away or pulled them behind him.

Finally, he pulled three of them behind him, pushed the remaining four away, and mocked: "Those who are not strong enough are not qualified to board my ship!"

The few who were pushed away felt a little embarrassed, but they had no choice but to turn around and look for other leaders.

On Mucha's side, there are already four, and one is still missing.

Mucha glanced around and suddenly saw a person, and then walked straight over and came to this person.

This is a seventeen-year-old young man named Hope, which translates to Hu Pu.

Although Hu Pu is only seventeen years old, his body is very strong and he looks like a strong man in his twenties or thirties.

Muha also took a fancy to this, walked up to Hu Pu, patted Hu Pu on the shoulder, and said: "Follow me!"

Hup was suddenly startled, shook his head quickly, and said: "I... I'm only seventeen years old, and I haven't robbed a ship yet.

I can’t do it!”

His father on the side also stood up and said: "Hu Pu is not yet an adult and does not need to go to sea yet.

You can find someone else, Mucha."

Muha snorted coldly, grabbed the collar of Hu Pu's shabby clothes, pulled him over, and said: "Why should you keep such a strong body if you don't go to sea?

Stop inking.

If you are ink again, I will ask the chief to come and talk to you?"

At this time, both Hu Pu and his father froze and did not dare to speak.

They all know that because of his good performance and positive attitude, Muha has a say among his superiors.

Moreover, when the commander saw that Hu Pu was so strong, he would definitely order him to go to sea.

After all, for them, money is the most important, and the lives of fishermen are not valuable at all.

So... no matter what I say, it's useless.

So... Muha smiled proudly, dragged Hu Pu, and took three other accomplices to get weapons and prepare to go to sea... Two hours later.

Aboard the Dumbledore piloted by Captain Frank.

Edwin and Johnson were patrolling the deck.

Yang Tian was also on the deck, but he was on the other side of the deck, still leaning on the railing to look at the scenery as before.

Whenever Edwin glanced at Yang Tian, ​​he would show a hint of displeasure.

However, with the lessons learned from the past, he did not provoke Yang Tian again.

It's quite peaceful.

Patrolling, patrolling.

Looking at the sea surface that didn't seem to change at all, Edwin felt a little bored.

He couldn't help it, so he picked up the wine bag from his waist, opened the cork, and drank.

Johnson frowned slightly when he saw him drinking again and said: "Now is a dangerous sea, and you may encounter pirates at any time.

Stop drinking."

"What are you afraid of?"

Edwin didn't take it seriously, smiled, and said, "You're not really afraid of pirates, are you?

Come on, they are just a group of reckless men who have no military literacy at all and only know how to shoot with guns.

What can they do with us here?"

"That's what I say, but don't drink either.

What if we meet later and you can’t hold your gun steady?”

Johnson said.

"It's okay! Why can't I hold the gun steady?

Brother, even if I drink three more bags of wine, I can still aim accurately, do you believe it?"

Edwin laughed.

Johnson really had no choice but to shake his head helplessly.

He knew very well that this guy would never listen to him.

I can only pray that I don't encounter pirates.

However, just as he was thinking this... on the other side of the deck... looking at Yang Tian in the distance, he suddenly saw something at the end of the sea level where the sea and the sky meet.

He squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully for a while.
Chapter completed!