Chapter 79 Set sail

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"Sir, your ship is in perfect condition." The fat shipyard owner looked at Suo An who was sitting on the chair and said with a smile.

"Well, it's pretty fast. It seems that the captain's money was not wasted." Suoan slowly stood up from the chair, with the same smile on his face.

"Bring the boat out."

"Right away." The shipyard boss nodded to Suo An, and then began to direct the workers behind him.

Suo An looked at the repaired Ghost Sheep in front of him, and gradually straightened his back, feeling a little excited for some reason.

He turned his head and glanced at the more than 20 young and middle-aged men standing behind him, and said calmly: "When you wait for the captain to come later, remember to be polite and don't offend the big boss, otherwise you will definitely There is no good fruit to eat.”

"Understood, Mr. First Mate." A neat voice came from behind.

"Get on the boat first. I'll arrange the work later." Suoan stretched and then began to command the sailors hired from Santan Town.

"Wait a minute, your name is Larman." Suoan suddenly called out to a middle-aged man who was thin and medium-sized among the bustling sailors.

"That's right, Mr. First Mate." Larman paused when he was asked and then turned back to reply.

"I heard that you have nearly 15 years of experience at the helm. Is this true?" Suoan touched his chin and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with some confusion.

"Of course, I am the gold medal helmsman in Santan Town. I used to work with a chamber of commerce boss who was originally doing business between Norton and Natro Province. I worked under him for more than 20 years, but because In recent years, there have been many pirates in the surrounding area. During a voyage, the boss was unfortunately robbed by pirates from Black Crow Port, and he lost both his life and property. Fortunately, I did not go on that voyage because of my leg injury. Otherwise, I’m afraid I won’t be able to come back.”

"Black Crow Harbor?"

"Those evil ghosts who eat people without spitting out their bones are a major scourge of Norton. Although they are now taken care of by the Governor, they really had a big impact on Norton and its surrounding sea areas before. There are rumors that the leader of the Black Crow Port is not a human at all. He is a demon that ran out of the abyss. The group of pirates following him are also alien species assimilated by the demon. Legend has it that the Black Crow has a pair of wings, and although he has a human face, But its mouth is full of fangs, and it has four hands like bird claws, which are extremely sharp, and..."

"It's still contaminated with poison. As long as the skin is scratched by his bird claws, even an extraordinary person will die immediately?"

"Yes, that's right." Larman nodded, but then he felt something was wrong, "Hey, who was talking just now?"

"I, your captain." Plisson, who had just arrived at the shipyard with Onai, raised his hand helplessly to express his presence.

He really didn't expect that the rumors about him would be so outrageous. How much dirt did the two captains Macassius and Ikanade throw on him, so that his notoriety spread to Norton? on the Pato Islands.

"Captain, I didn't expect you to come so soon." Suoan came forward with a smile on his face.

"Have everyone found them?" Plisson asked.

"Don't worry. The basic personnel have been prepared. The Ghost Sheep has also been repaired and is waiting for your arrival, Captain."

"Then I'll give you everything." Plisson smiled and patted Soan on the shoulder.

"Of course, that's my job."

"Then I'll take this kid on board first." Plisson pointed to Onai next to him.

"Captain, you are free to do as you like." Suoan nodded to Pleasant first, then turned around and shouted to the many sailors on the ship.

"Everyone, our captain is here."

"Welcome Captain!"

A burst of fierce cheers immediately broke out on the boat.

"It seems that the weekly salary I offer is quite high." Plisson looked at the people cheering him on the boat, with a happy expression on his face. It can be seen that he is in a good mood now.

"It's necessary." Suo An secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was rare to see his captain so happy. His recruitment mission was completed successfully.

"Your name is Larman, right?" Plisson suddenly turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man next to Suoan.

"Yes, Captain."

Plissen looked at Lallman with a smile: "Let me help you complete the rest of your words."

"What?"

"The leader of Black Crow Port not only looks like a demon, with an ugly face and sharp teeth and claws. He is also comparable to a demon in other aspects. Well, no, he is a demon. He enjoys killing people, and he also likes to bite the scalp of girls. , chew two, oh no, three a day."

"Not only that, he is also a pervert. He likes to torture others the most. People's screams of pain are elegant music in his ears. Tsk tsk tsk. Thanks to Governor Vitor for destroying this demon gathering place, otherwise the people of Norton would be afraid We still have to be trapped in dire straits.”

"???" Suo An was confused.

what is this? I scolded myself.

"We really have to thank Governor Vitor for this good thing, otherwise we honest businessmen will not dare to go sailing in the future."

When did you become an honest businessman?

Soan once again had a new understanding of his new captain.

"No more words, let's get on board." Plissen looked at Lallman who said nothing, and climbed up the steps to the shore of the Ghost Sheep.

"coming."

Suoan responded to Plisson, then turned to glance at Lallman, "Hurry up and follow."

"yes......"

Larman raised his head and glanced at Suoan, who was about to get on the boat. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth for some reason, but the smile only hung on his face for a moment and then disappeared without a trace.

He followed Suo An aboard the Ghost Sheep. After all the work was arranged, the Ghost Sheep straightened its sails and quickly left the shipyard that interfaced with the ocean.

In the gradually approaching dusk, Larman, who was in charge of the helm, stood on the bow of the ship and looked at the golden sea sprinkled by the setting sun. In the slightly rippling sea breeze, the earring on his left ear emitted an imperceptible sound. Green light.....