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"Those bloody naughty kids, I'm going to kick their asses with my boots! Thieves! Juvenile criminals! Despicable strangers! Son of a bitch!"
Less than a quarter of an hour after George took his last vow, George began to curse the group of minors who passed him by from the bottom of his heart.
The reason is simple, all his money was stolen.
In order to make change more convenient, George did not put the snakeskin bag into the space ring, but hung it on his waist like other pirates. Now the snakeskin bag has a slender opening. It must have been picked up by some little bastard. After cutting it open, from an angle that George couldn't see, he put all the coins inside into his pocket!
George asked himself if he was still wary of this kind of thing happening. After all, in this chaotic place where he was unfamiliar with the place, only money was the most common language. But what he didn't expect was that when he was the most relaxed, his banknotes would What disappeared was a group of young brats!
"Brother, you are neither a captain nor a crew member. According to what happened to you, your money was stolen by the local Snitch Gang. Then why do you continue to stay in our shipyard? Do you want to stay and apply to be a guard or an apprentice? "
In the bustling shipyard, the shipyard owner's voice, smoked by drought like a green truck chimney, was distinctive even in this noisy environment.
"The Snitch Gang?"
From the tone of the shipyard boss, it seems like he knows something?
"Little brother, are you new here? The so-called Snitch Gang are a group of energetic and uneducated little guys. They either rely on the power of the captain's father who has been absent for a long time, or they are beautiful but lonely at home. Mother’s pampering, and simply wild children whose parents don’t care or can’t control them. These little devils form gangs, and no one on this island can cure them, and no one is too lazy to cure them!”
The person who answered George's words was not the shipyard owner, but another sailor who came to see the shipyard owner. This sailor is tall and thin, with wire-like muscles on his dark skin. He carries two harpoons on his back, one long and one short. He looks like a master of using harpoons.
But why, why does this man have an empty scabbard strapped to his thigh? Did he lose his weapon in a bet? Or did he use it to pay his own wine bill?
Putting aside the issue of the scabbard, George could easily detect the strength of this sailor - slightly stronger than Dio and on par with Captain Duck, but even so, George would never underestimate this sailor, because, In the sailor's eyes, George saw a familiar look——
That is similar to Captain Duck, a substantial obsession!
"Hey, Oba, you've returned to Shark Bay too. What a coincidence! Is Captain Black Buffer still the same?"
"Nothing has changed, but my belly has gained some weight. Director, everything is as usual, the Black Reaper is fully loaded with ammunition, but this time it needs to be urgently needed, the captain will use it tomorrow!"
"Damn it, everyone is shouting to hurry up, is it possible that they are all rushing to reincarnate and die?"
After briefly greeting the sailor, the shipyard owner turned around and continued the conversation.
"What a bullshit Snitch Gang, they're just a bunch of uncared-for brats. I heard that the Red House in Scarlet Harbor has been recruiting these brats whose parents don't care about them. As long as they spend a little money, they can be trained to become the pillars of the country. These wild kids should really be thrown in there to get some exercise!"
"It's a pity that I heard that Yang, the imperial mage who presided over the Red Room, has unfortunately died in battle. It's a real loss to the empire! Why did such a kind and warm-hearted person pass away? It's true that good people are not rewarded!"
"Old guy, your tears are the most fake in the entire Shark Bay! It's not like you don't know that the red house has a high probability of death! I mean the one that was electrocuted and roasted to medium rare Way to die!"
After Oba refuted it, he scratched his throat with his finger at George. After Oba exposed it, the shipyard owner on the side just smiled and shrugged, saying that the matter had nothing to do with him.
After all, it wasn't him or his children who were electrocuted.
Yang?
The legendary mage of the Kaos Empire, the magnetic storm demon, Yang?
Isn't that the city guard mage who was killed by his father-in-law in the violent city of Wallace? It was rare for George to hear a familiar name in this strange place.
"Getting back to the subject, tell me first, how much does it cost for a boat that can swim as far as Alannorn to dolphin jump?"
George finally drew the shipyard boss's attention back.
"Dolphin jump? That famous port full of beautiful long-eared elves?! Brother, you have to cross half of the golden sea! A small-tonnage fishing boat is not enough to handle, and at least it is a sloop with a little over two hundred gold coins. As you can see, there have been many and urgent orders in the past two days, and there is still a shortage of wood. Even if you have money, brother, you will have to come back in a few months to get the goods! Besides, if you are the only one, why don't you spend a few silver coins? Let the passing business travelers have a good time!"
Give me a ride? This is indeed a good idea if you don't take into account the large number of cubs and their rations carried, as well as the black knife that will definitely refuse to cooperate and will cause trouble along the way.
Seeing that George was silent, the shipyard owner thought for a while and added:
"There is also a compromise. I know a few people here who wash their hands with gold basins. They only know old guys who stay on the island basking in the sun, drinking rum, and teasing other people's women. If they don't take away their boats that are stranded on the beach, If you come over and repair it, you can dispose of it as scrap. I can help you find out what they are talking about, and buy a complete set of their equipment, such as ships, artillery, supplies, and passes. You only need to go to the tavern. Just recruit a few obedient and strong sailors."
"Of course, their appetite is not small, so this is the premise of everything!"
The shipyard owner rubbed his fingers and made a gesture that was so familiar to George.
"Sure! You won't be short of gold coins!"
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