Gray fog enveloped the dock, and the faint firelight gradually disappeared into the darkness.
Leather boots stepped on the wooden plank bridge, the simple wooden planks creaked softly, and the sound of sea water continued to come from the gaps.
After groping for a hundred meters, the wooden planks under my feet were finally replaced by sand. The feeling of being grounded is reassuring.
Looking around, the visibility is only about ten meters. There are many wooden stakes stuck on the beach, leaning here and there. There is a rope tied to each wooden stake, and the other end extends into the sea, and is tied to a small fishing boat with a hole in the roof.
Walking forward on the fine sand, a hazy building came into view.
A simple hut made of wood and canvas, a wooden shelf with fishing nets hanging on it, a basket thrown in the corner, an iron pot with burned-out firewood, leftover fish bones and glass bottles everywhere on the ground, it was messy and random.
It seems to be a small fishing village.
At this moment, the fishing village was silent, and there seemed to be no one.
The goblin searched around with a torch, but found nothing of value or traces of human habitation, but he was so poor that only some broken bowls, pots and rags that could barely be called quilts were left.
Passing through the dilapidated small fishing village, a huge thatched house appeared in sight.
It is tens of meters long and wide. The walls are built of huge granite and covered with thick thatch.
Warm firelight and bursts of laughter shine through the narrow windows.
A large wooden sign hangs at the door, engraved with the image of two beer glasses clinking together.
This is definitely the biggest bar Chen Xing has ever seen.
Walking up the steps and pushing open the wooden gate, the bar instantly became silent. The noise and the clatter of tableware that could still be heard just now disappeared at the same time, and dozens of vigilant eyes swept over.
There were twenty or thirty tables of men sitting around the large restaurant. They come in all shapes and sizes, ranging from stout and tall to short and thin, but they all have one thing in common - a turban on their head.
The headscarves are of different colors and spray-painted with different patterns, including skulls, swords, ghosts, explosives, and everything.
Chen Xing walked towards the bar with a calm expression.
The bar is more than ten meters long, and the wine cabinet behind it is filled with colorful bottles.
Opposite the bar, separated by several round tables, is a giant fireplace with a strong fire burning inside.
A whole roasted cow was clad in steel pipes and placed in front of the fireplace. Most of the beef had been cut away, revealing the thick skeleton of the cow.
He walked to the bar, kicked off lightly, and sat on the high chair. The bar owner came over, holding a wine bottle and a cup in his hand. He looked at Chen Xing a few times, poured a glass of wine and pushed it over, saying, "You don't see many new faces here."
Chen Xing took the cup, and the smell of strong liquor filled the air.
"The strongest rum." As if he was afraid that the guests would think there was something wrong with the wine, the bar owner poured himself a glass and drank it in one gulp.
Chen Xing picked up the wine glass and drank it. The smell of alcohol choked his nose and his throat felt like a fire, spreading to his chest and abdomen and not going away for a long time. This reminded Chen Xing of denatured alcohol, which is also so strong that it makes people feel like their whole body is burning.
"I want to inquire about someone." Chen Xing stacked three gold coins and pushed them over.
"Prying about people?" The bar owner's eyes became meaningful, "Prying for information on Seagull Island is not a popular thing."
From the corner of his eye, Chen Xing saw that everyone else had stopped eating, left their seats, and slowly gathered around him. Tall, short, fat and thin, all with a fierce look on their faces.
It's not hard to guess their purpose. There are pirates here, and committing crimes is commonplace, so naturally they worry about bounty hunters or the navy.
"I'm looking for a friend." In order to avoid misunderstanding, Chen Xing stated his position, "To be more precise, it's a senior I respect and admire."
"who?"
"Shadow Sinclair, Legend of the Deep."
There was an uproar in the bar.
"He actually knows that old gangster!" "It's incredible. Could it be his illegitimate son living outside?" "No, he is definitely a navy somewhere!" "Don't believe him, he is here to arrest us! "Throw him into the sea and feed him to the sharks!"
The bar owner looked at Chen Xing deeply and raised his hand to signal the pirates to be silent.
"Do you have a token?" The bar owner put down the bottle, pressed his hands on the edge of the bar, and stared into Chen Xing's eyes, as if he wanted to see through his soul.
"Token?" Chen Xing frowned slightly. He didn't remember what token the former mayor had given him.
"It's what Neptune gave you, a pocket watch, a sextant, a telescope, a magnifying glass, or some other small gift." The bar owner said.
Chen Xing suddenly remembered the words Xiao Wu left for him when Shade Sinclair left.
"Don't sell the gun that the boss gave you at a low price."
I see……
Chen Xing instantly understood that the psychic silver star given to him by Shade Sinclair was a "token" and subconsciously reached out to touch his lower back.
"do not move!"
There was a clatter of gun bolts all around, and countless long guns and short cannons were pointed at Chen Xing at the same time.
Because the movement was too hasty, the short, fat man with a ferocious face at the front was holding a wine bottle, pointing the mouth of the bottle at Chen Xing, while the shotgun of his companion behind him was pressed against the back of his head.
Probably feeling the cold touch on the back of his head, the short fat man's other hand skillfully pushed back the barrel of his companion's gun to point it in the right direction.
"Relax, guys, it's just a little pistol."
Chen Xing raised one hand, and with the other hand, he slowly pulled out the psychic silver star from his waist and placed it on the bar table.
The bar owner held up the silver hand/gun in both hands and examined it carefully. I saw that he looked solemn and meticulous, not missing a detail. The air seemed to freeze as the pirates looked at the bar owner eagerly, capturing every change in expression.
After a long time, the bar owner put the silver hand/gun back on the table and looked around. The atmosphere became increasingly tense, as if an award ceremony was being held and the winners were about to be announced.
"this thing……"
"yes……"
"real!"
"Bang!"
Due to excessive excitement, someone's gun discharged. Chen Xing was well prepared and teleported a second before the bullet hit his body, leaving only an afterimage.
The bullet penetrated the afterimage and hit the bar owner directly. His fat body was blown away and hit the wine cabinet behind him. The broken glass was like rain.
"Enemy attack!" "Everyone fight with him!" "Kill him!"
When the bar was filled with gunshots and chaos broke out, Chen Xing had already teleported outside, waiting for the chaos to pass.
"How dare you shoot at me, let's see if I don't kill you!" "Bald donkey, I'll beat you to death!" "Take a bottle and let you know what respect means." "Brothers, kill him!" "Give him Open the ladle!"
After half an hour, it finally stopped inside. When Chen Xing walked into the bar again, there was no one standing inside.
The people on the ground had bruises and swollen noses and swollen faces, and kept wailing. They accidentally stepped on the big teeth that fell apart.
"Come, sit down and drink." The bar owner said with blood on his head and face, and his words were leaky. Chen Xing sat down and the boss poured him a glass of wine. The two clinked their glasses and drank it down in one gulp.
After a glass of strong drink, the bar owner exhaled heavily and shouted to the squat, motionless man lying on the ground, "Jimmy!"
"Stop pretending to be dead!
The short fat man moved his body and slowly got up.
The bar owner slapped the bar and shouted, "Take the customers to get the Cloud Piercer Arrow."
"Really? That's a big deal!" Short Dumpty said in shock.
"It is a top priority when guests bring souvenirs."
"Okay!" The short fat man turned around and shouted to the people on the ground, "Stop pretending to be dead and get up, we have big business!"
Seven or eight men wailed and rolled up, grinning in pain as if they were injured.
"Let's go get something from the back mountain!"
Led by the short fat man, a group of people came out from behind the bar, holding torches, and walked into the dark fog.
After a while, the short fat man took Chen Xing to a cliff. The mountain is extremely steep, and the waves below are crashing on the rocks, and the water vapor is rising into the sky.
"Where is this?"
Chen Xing felt a little strange. There is no road ahead, the retreat is narrow, and the terrain is dangerous. It does not look like a place to hide supplies.
"Hey hey hey!"
The short fat man suddenly turned around and pulled out a small dagger, with a fierce look on his face. Seven or eight men behind Chen Xing also laughed obscenely, as if their conspiracy had succeeded.
"Have you been fooled?" The short fat man gestured with the knife and said proudly, "You will soon learn that on Seagull Island, don't trust anyone..."
"Clang!"
Before the short fat man finished speaking, a heavy object suddenly fell in front of his eyes, making a huge noise.
The dust dispersed, and a huge ax appeared in sight. The sharp ax blade was deeply embedded in the rock, and its power was astonishing.
Looking at the giant ax that was several times taller than him, the short fat man turned pale, his mouth wriggled with difficulty, his legs trembled, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground.
"Don't trust anyone?" Chen Xing asked.
"No, no..." The short fat man instantly put on a flattering smile, and then said seriously, "There are good people everywhere here."
"They are sincere, friendly, simple, and full of love for small animals." The short fat man said as he kicked away the knife that fell on the ground, as if nothing happened just now.
"Dear Sir, please come this way. Above is the cave where we store the Cloud-Piercing Arrows."
After a while, the group of people came to the place where Dumpty said.
From the innermost part of the cave, the short fat man took out a military supplies box.
Humpty Dumpty and his companions took out the contents of the supply box and assembled them one by one.
This so-called "cloud-penetrating arrow" is actually a small rocket.
"A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet..."
Lit the fuse, the rocket ignites, and rises into the sky with a roar, like a stream of fire from the sky, flying into the deep space, exploding into a blinding white light.
After more than ten minutes, a ball of white light exploded in the distant sky, like the bright moon in the sky.
"As long as a fishing boat sees it, it will shoot cloud-piercing arrows."
"Within seven days, the deep-sea warships will return."
"Fire thousands of cannons and defeat all enemies!"
