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Chapter 31 The old beast to the little bitch

Chapter 31 The old beast versus the little bitch

Fang Senyan nodded slightly, cut off a large piece of oily barbecue from the grill in front of him, sprinkled the seasonings on it and started chewing it. After eating, he clapped his hands and shouted loudly in response to the drunken pirates next to him.

They held hands and danced the horn flute together, singing wanton and explicit songs. They seemed to have no intention of leaving. The pirate waited for a long time, and finally took advantage of Fang Sheyan to sit down and rest, and couldn't help but say:

"Although it's presumptuous to say this, Mr. Yan, it seems that there are two big shots waiting for you?"

Sheyan turned his head and said with a smile:

"Your name is?"

"Sauron."

"Mr. Solon, if they really want to talk to me, they should take the initiative to come to me instead of just sending me around like a servant. They have the right to do this in the entire Caribbean

Only our stingy but great Captain Armand! Because I gave him this right when I pledged my allegiance to him."

Fang Sheyan said seriously without hesitation. The new pirate did not answer, looking behind Sheyan in shock. At this time, a low and plain voice came:

"Bosun, next time you talk about me in front of other people, remember to remove the word stingy in front of great."

This voice... was clearly Armand's! Sheyan didn't expect to meet him here and now. When he looked back in shock, he saw Scar Henry standing next to Armand, raising his hand.

A heavy object was thrown over. Fang Sheyan caught it and found that it was a very heavy purse. When he shook it, it made a "clatter" sound inside. When he opened it, he saw a golden light shining inside.

The whole package is full of fine British pounds, there must be more than a hundred of them at least. Unfortunately, these pounds are marked as currencies that can only be used in this world. Otherwise, the price of selling them to the nightmare space would be tens of thousands or nearly ten million.

General point.

"Have fun." Armand was obviously very satisfied with Sheyan's previous answer. He kept his back straight and walked straight to the Bell and Wine Glass. Sheyan's heart also tightened. It was obvious that the pirates

The looted goods have been successfully sold out, and the loot has been divided among the pirates. Otherwise, how could Armand have so many gold pounds to kill people? This undoubtedly represents the beginning of this group of businessmen in Tutuga Port who buy black goods.

Preparing to return is a sign that the disappearance of the sexy and gorgeous Lord and Lady is about to be revealed.

Although he thought he had done a perfect job in this matter, and he did not have the advanced technological means of fingerprint identification and genetic identification in later generations, he still felt vaguely uneasy in his heart. To be honest, Sheyan's biggest strength was: if the worst happened

It might happen. Turtuga Port really has some magical means to expose the truth. Although his evil deed of killing the Lord's wife may be pushed to the forefront, Jack Sparrow's affair with her will probably be exposed!

At that time, it is difficult to say whose head the greatest hatred of the contemporary Lord Fokke will be summed up. However, Sheyan judged others by himself. It is estimated that the cuckold grantor is more hateful than the hatred of killing his wife. Therefore, although this matter is a matter of life and death, there is no room for it.

Lost! But Sheyan still did it without hesitation - if you don't take risks in space, how can you bring huge rewards?

While Fang Senyan was thinking nervously in his mind, his side suddenly tightened, and a burly figure sat down next to him. Fang Senyan looked back and found that this was a middle-aged man with gray hair and an Indian look on his face.

He has the characteristics of a Caucasian of mixed race. His nose is slightly hooked, but his gentle eyes effectively dilute the sinister feeling. This middle-aged man is holding a leather wine bag embroidered with a double-headed eagle.

He smiled at Sheyan, then raised the bag and took a sip.

Sheyan was quite skilled at handling such a scene. He also smiled back, then raised his wine bag and took a sip in return. The middle-aged man's eyes seemed to be brighter and he asked tentatively:

"Bosun Rock from the East? A warrior who fought against the Rot Corpse alone and even killed it?"

Fang Senyan's heart moved and he understood the identity of this gray-haired middle-aged man. He smiled and raised his wine bag:

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Barry."

Old Barry, the second officer on the Flying Dutchman, let out a hearty laugh:

"Originally, I was a little doubtful that you could kill that kind of monster, but now it seems that your reputation is well-deserved."

Sheyan said very honestly:

"I must explain a detail that may have been overlooked by many people: it was a rotten corpse with a very serious head injury, and the controller was not there. Otherwise, I would have been the one who was killed."

Old Barry nodded and said:

"The second question in my mind was solved by your words. Very good, kid, your honesty has won my respect. Frankly speaking, I have no doubts about anything suspicious about this disgusting guy.

Very interested. If you happen to have one there, then believe me, you will get a pretty generous reward."

Sheyan smiled. Of course he was not a child who could be coaxed by a few good words, so he raised his left hand. On the middle finger of his left hand, he wore the ring of bones with a very terrifying and disgusting shape. This was

The thing was obviously one of the "any suspicious things" described by Old Barry, and Sheyan used it as a touchstone to see what the so-called quite generous reward was.

Old Barry took Sheyan's left hand over, frowned and watched it carefully, and after a while he said in a loud voice:

"This should be made from the bones of the rotten corpse. Although it doesn't seem to be of much value, I decided to give you three pounds. How about it? This price must have given you a lot of surprises!"

After Fang Senyan heard the price, he immediately silently labeled the old guy a "beast" in his heart. He suddenly understood that all the enthusiasm was just superficial. Once it came to the real thing,

I'm afraid I still have to rely on the hard-passing attribute of charm to open the way. It's a pity that Sheyan's charm only has a few points, which is obviously not enough for this famous second officer to be generous.

This light blue ring, the Ring of Bones, increases strength and stamina, two very practical basic attributes. If it returns to space, it can be sold for at least a thousand general points. And this old Barry said it very generously, but

Only three pounds were paid - again, the kind of pounds that cannot be taken out of this world! The difference is so huge that it is not inferior to the difference between A and D. The essence of old Barry is also

This is so obvious that no more needs to be said.

Now that he realized that there was a seemingly generous iron rooster in front of him, Sheyan was a little uninterested. He smiled and raised the bag that Scar Henry had just thrown over and shook it:

"Dear Mr. Barry, if you have a similar ring, I will buy it for four pounds, as much as you want! How about it?"

It was old Barry who had become a man, and he was a little embarrassed by Sheyan's move. However, his skin was already dark, so even if he blushed, it wouldn't be obvious. Sheyan understood his true nature at this time and was too lazy to talk nonsense.

, directly took out the mission item "still beating heart". This magical and disgusting thing immediately aroused the surrounding pirates to marvel. Old Barry's pupils also shrank, and he swallowed it hard.

With a sip of saliva, Fang Senyan said very simply:

"You old man is well-informed and has eaten more salt than the rice we have seen. Of course you know how precious this thing is...I won't say any more nonsense. If you can't give me what I want, then

I believe there will always be someone who knows what the goods are."

Speaking of this, Sheyan's eyes flickered:

"I also forgot to tell you one thing. Wackert from the Queen Anne's Revenge also brought a message just now, saying that the great captain Blackbeard also wanted to chat with me."

Old Barry's face suddenly darkened:

"What exactly do you want?"

Sheyan shrugged and said:

"It depends on what you have."

Old Barry stared at Sheyan and said coldly:

"Young man, aren't you afraid of overeating your appetite?"

Such a semi-threatening tone undoubtedly made Sheyan a little unhappy. The corners of his mouth raised contemptuously, and then he stood up:

"Very good, it seems that I need to pay a visit to the respected Captain Blackbeard."

Seeing that Sheyan was really refusing to give in, and actually stood up and walked in the direction of the Queen Anne's Revenge, Old Barry suddenly became nervous, and couldn't help but jumped to his feet and yelled with a bit of anger:

"You idiot! Blackbeard will swallow you until there is not even a bone left!"

However, Sheyan shrugged very freely:

"Then he will have to face the wrath of the furious Armand, the son of the Black Sea. After all, I am a very qualified boatswain. It will not be easy to find my replacement."

Facing Sheyan like this, Old Barry could only sigh, stood up and said:

"Okay, okay, you win. Let's go aside and talk."

Fang Senyan said casually:

"Of course there is no problem, but I must remind you that people's patience is limited. You have just successfully challenged my fragile patience and IQ with three pounds. I don't want something like this to happen again.

Otherwise, believe me, you will never say goodbye to this heart."

The muscles on Old Barry's face twitched, as if the flesh on his body had been cut out. Just as Sheyan had understood who he was, the second mate also understood the identity of this damn sailor from the East in front of him.

The character - the most difficult one - Old Barry sighed helplessly, put his hand in his arms, and when he took it out, there was already a flat box-shaped wine bottle that looked a bit old.


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