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Chapter VIII Movement and Chaos

Chapter 8 Turbulence and Chaos

Although he has the ability of "insight", it took Sheyan two or three hours to collect this series of information. At this time, he still had about two pounds left, so he naturally thought of going to the pub for a drink.

He only went to inquire about information, but also because the drunkard's milestone had reached 11/100. Now that Sheyan had found a job, he didn't mind spending all the remaining money on rum.

An hour later, Sheyan's drunkenness milestone had reached 22/100, and his money had naturally dropped to single digits in "penny" units. At this time, Sheyan heard the noise coming from outside.

, and then through the mottled outer wall of the bar, you can see some slight chaos on the street, and the guards who were patrolling around the port hurried in one direction.

As mentioned before, Port Tutuga is a neutral port, which means that the guards here will not belong to a large force, but will be maintained by the private forces that rule the island. Perhaps in

When the pirate Bernard Falk washed his hands and established this neutral port, the security force was still quite strong, but now it seems that there is no doubt that the port's defense force is rapidly increasing like a girl's firm breasts after being baptized by breastfeeding.

In depression.

As soon as Sheyan walked out of the bar door, he didn't even need to look up to see thick black smoke coming out of the castle at the highest point of Tutuga Port! And the entire port became a bit chaotic, like an ant's nest.

It's like being thrown into a bone - you know, this is a place that has been prosperous for seventy years, and apart from the residents, more than 99% of the people are pirates!

They are not law-abiding tourists. Once the port of Tutuga is exposed to even the slightest hint of weakness, these pirates will leave in a very gentlemanly manner, and then come back on a dark and windy night. If they are brutal and hungry,

Like a wolf, he plunders every last penny into his own purse!

"Hmm..." At this moment, I don't know how many people are like Sheyan, stroking their chins with their hands, looking at the thick smoke of the castle, and many thoughts that may not be obscene but must be violent go through their minds.

Suddenly, there was another loud noise from the direction of the castle, and khaki smoke could be seen rising twenty or thirty meters high, even forming the shape of a mushroom cloud. People with good eyesight could even see it.

The wreckage of several carriages were thrown up, disintegrated and separated in mid-air, and the horses' flesh and blood were mixed in the smoke and sand, falling down in a pattering pattern, which made people feel doubly tragic and shocking. The few standing next to Fang Sheyan

All the pirates opened their mouths wide, and a rude bald man wearing gray and white linen exclaimed:

"Good fellow, these sons of bitches have buried a hundred barrels of gunpowder at least!"

Although this guy said "son of a bitch", looking at this guy's beaming look, he was just like Commander X in the Anti-Japanese War drama, patting Captain

Good job." There is no difference. As soon as Sheyan heard this, he knew that this guy must be a gunpowder hand among the pirates who was professional in gunfire, but his mind immediately turned to the black smoke in the castle and the earth-shattering explosion just now.

superior.

Perhaps the black smoke in the castle was ignited by the characters in the plot, but to create such a big explosion scene is very unrealistic according to the level of technological development in the Pirates of the Caribbean world. As the gunner just said,

At least one hundred barrels of gunpowder are needed! Barrels in this era are usually made of oak, and the gunpowder inside exceeds one hundred kilograms. Therefore, for people without bulldozers or excavators, it would be enough to bury one hundred barrels of gunpowder.

It can only be described as a large-scale project comparable to the construction of the Great Wall. Unless all the guards at Tutuga Port were blind, they would turn a blind eye to this kind of project.

Therefore, it can only be done by the contractors. Only the contractors can obtain such high-power and small-volume explosives, and only the contractors dare to ignore the seventy-year peace of Tutuga Port in order to satisfy their own desires.

Brazenly launching such a violent incident. At this moment, Sheyan had a flash of inspiration in his mind, as if he had found the key to a certain problem that he had been struggling with before, but for a moment he forgot which problem it was.

At this time, there was suddenly a rush and noise at the end of the harbor, and then you could see several figures running away in a hurry, as anxious as a mouse in front of a cat's paws, and a goat in front of a wolf's kiss, they must be the ones who committed the crime.

Those contractors were chasing after them with weapons raised, and it was the guards of Tutuga Port who were chasing after them.

These guards must have also received death orders, and they insisted on clinging to these contractors and refused to give up. Just when these figures ran nearly a hundred meters away from Fang Sheyan's position, suddenly a "squeak" came from the alley next to them.

"Li Li", the sound sounded a bit like a horse's neigh at first, but for some reason, everyone who heard the sound shuddered in unison, as if someone had poured cold water on their head, and their blood was all gone.

It's like being soaked in that kind of chill.

Then the wooden house next to it crashed with a loud noise, rubble and scattered wooden boards flew around like an explosion, and a giant horse flew out of the air. This giant horse was at least two people tall, and the muscles all over his body burst out.

It was so swollen that even the skin was about to burst. His eyes were covered with black goggles, and his horse's mane and tail were flying and swaying, revealing a trace of blue cold air, like smoke curling up on the back of the giant horse.

It has a fiery red saddle, as bright as a matador's cape.

The rider on the horse was about forty years old. He was sitting very evenly on the horse, not holding the reins with his hands at all. He had a Spanish aristocratic mustache, but his chin was cleanly shaved. He wore a high black

He was wearing a bowler hat, looked over with a pair of sharp and cold eyes, and then pulled out a short-barreled musket!

The firearms at this time were all quite primitive matchlock guns, which took a long time to reload once fired. But as soon as the rider pulled out the gun, the matchlock on it automatically burned, turning black.

The muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at him, making a loud "boom" sound. As the smoke from the gun muzzle lingered, Fang Sheyan felt that the cold hairs on his back stood up one by one, and his eyes suddenly widened.

The contractor running at the front was trying his best to dodge, but when the gunshot rang out, his entire upper body exploded in a bloody mess!

The scene was like a big watermelon being exploded by an irresistible force in an instant. The flesh, flesh and bones were blown into small pieces in a tragic manner. Pedestrians/streets/shops within a radius of seven or eight meters were all destroyed.

It was smeared with a layer of dark red and shrill fishy smell!

What's even more weird is that the contractor's lower body was intact. After the upper body was shattered, his legs even ran for several steps before losing balance. He fell to the street with a clatter, and blood had time to drip out from the section.

, slowly accumulated into a small dark red pool.

Seeing such a terrifying scene, one can imagine the feelings in the hearts of the contractors. They looked at each other, screamed wildly, and ran away separately. After two of them ran to a place near the seaside, they launched a

A small boat, panicking like a bereaved dog, rowed fiercely into the sea, obviously spotting the weakness of the guard and the knight who could not enter the water. Although the giant horse was running fast, after rushing over, the small boat was far away from the shore.

The edge is already fifty or sixty meters away.

Just when almost everyone thought that the knight was about to be helpless, he pulled the reins! The giant horse stood up and neighed fiercely, and ice blue sprayed out from its mouth, nose and ears.

The cold air shone brightly in the afternoon sunlight, giving people the illusion of freezing coldness.

Then the giant horse jumped hard and fell straight into the sea! Its hooves were at least the size of a washbasin. When it touched the water, a layer of light blue ice was immediately condensed on the surface of the sea.

, although you can clearly see the surging sea water below, the giant horse has already raised its hooves and started running. There is a layer of white mist around its hooves below, which can freeze the sea surface two or three meters away in advance.

, and after the giant horse gallops, the ice behind it will quickly dissolve. From a distance, it looks like there is a white ice road in the sea, leading directly to the escaped small boat not far away.

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In just over ten seconds, the two stunned contractors on the boat were chased up. It seemed that they were planning to resist, but the knight on the horse pulled out the Western rapier in his hand with a clang.

, raised it high with lightning speed, and then stabbed out in an arc! The movements of the two contractors stopped for an instant, and then the blood flashed, and the two of them were like two straws.

He was lifted up and skewered alive on the Western stabbing sword!

"Ah!!!!" The knight on the horse let out a cathartic roar, which echoed throughout the port. "Accept the wrath of the Fogg family! Scum and maggots!"

"Is this Little Fokker?" Sheyan heard a pirate next to him asking his companion. His companion was obviously very knowledgeable and lowered his voice and said:

"Yes, he is the third generation heir of the Fokker family. The horse is called Momoul. It is said that the devil's soul lives in its body. It was once the mount of Bernard Fokker. Only the heirs of the Fokker family can control it.

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