Pirate's Swamp Fruit

Chapter 103 100 Strange Town

The Black Snake slowly docked on the shore of the island, and a group of people got off the ship.

Ah Xin and dozens of crew members stayed on the Black Snake while repairing the ship.

Claire, Bacon, Eve and ten other crew members followed Wilde onto the island.

The place where the boat docked was an uninhabited gravel beach. A few dozen meters ahead was a thorny jungle with a height of more than ten meters, and there were huge stones.

Wilder and his party walked through the dense forest for ten minutes, and a small town appeared in front of them.

The moment they stepped into the town, a strange atmosphere appeared in everyone's hearts.

"call…"

A gust of wind blew, and the fallen leaves on the street were blown up and rolled up a few times before falling to a farther place.

silent...

The whole town presents a dilapidated scene.

There were not many people on the straight street, and most of the houses and shops on both sides were closed, only a few opened their doors, and there was no one inside.

The streets made of gray and white bricks, and the houses of the same gray and white...a decaying smell permeates the air.

Wilder paused, and scanned the street and the houses on both sides with his sharp eyes. After a long while, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he regained his composure, took a step forward, and continued to walk forward.

In a blink of an eye, the eyes widened, and a huge square appeared, with a stone sculpture of a fountain standing in the middle, and a dozen or so scattered residents sat or stood on the square.

With ragged clothes and a skinny body, he looked no different from a beggar.

The appearance of Wilder and others caught the attention of these townspeople, and some people looked over, cold and excited.

"There's something wrong with these people." Bacon said in a low voice.

"It's not hard to see." Wilder's tall body stood upright, his eyes swept over those people, and he grinned.

"Someone is coming." Claire said, everyone looked at it, and saw an old woman with a hunched body and an old face slowly walking over, holding a pottery bowl with a hole in her hand.

"Young man, can you give me something to eat?" The old woman came to Wilder, raised her head, looked up at Wilder, her voice was hoarse and weak.

The others behind him fell silent, and secretly glanced at Wilder.

Wilder remained expressionless from the beginning to the end, but quietly looked down at the old woman who stood less than half a meter away from him, who was as thin as a child, without speaking.

"Okay? Young man, I haven't eaten anything for two days." Seeing that Wilder didn't respond, the old woman continued to pray.

Wilder still stood upright, silent, and only looked down at the old woman with his eyes. It wasn't cold, but he didn't have any pity, just like stagnant water, without waves.

The people behind them reacted differently.

Bacon was calm for a rare moment, without opening his mouth to speak.

Eve remains indifferent.

Only Claire seemed hesitant to speak.

Seeming to have noticed something, Wilde's eyes moved back slightly, and then continued to stare at the old woman.

The old woman's praying expression became more intense.

The two pairs of eyes stared at each other for a long time...

Wilde said indifferently: "Not good."

"Boss..." Claire's cautious voice sounded.

Before he could say anything, Wilder had already turned his head, there was no emotion in his eyes, only coldness and indifference.

Eyes fell on her face, and cold words without the slightest emotion came out of Wilder's mouth: "I'm very disappointed in you... Claire."

When Claire heard this, her body trembled slightly, she raised her head, and met those eyes, her body and mind seemed to be close to ice and snow, and she was never colder than before.

The pupils trembled slightly, Claire lowered her head, her voice was a little scared: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't..."

"Remember! We are not good people, and good things will naturally be done by kind people!" Interrupting Claire's words, he said lightly, Wilde withdrew his gaze, and his face returned to calm.

After finishing speaking, Wilder took a step and passed by the old woman.

Turning her head back slightly, she cast a sideways glance at the old woman. The old woman's body froze for a moment, and she just stood there motionless.

Yves and Bacon silently followed Wilder's footsteps. Claire looked at Wilder's back, her eyes were slightly red, she sniffed, and hurriedly followed.

After Wilde and the others left, the old woman's pitiful appearance no longer existed, her expression was ferocious, and her eyes were viciously looking at the direction Wilde and the others left.

Kind…

Wilder does not deny that kind people can reap good fruits at certain times, provided that the seeds also have the nature of kindness.

Otherwise... the harvest may not be a good result, but a bad result.

That old woman was obviously not a good fruit, and the vague bloody aura on her body couldn't escape his knowledge.

Claire didn't have judgment, and Wilder didn't blame her. What really concerned him was that she didn't choose to remain silent like Bacon and the others.

Along the way, Claire tried to get close to Wilder, who sometimes glanced at it and couldn't help but feel amused.

Claire looked like a child who had made a mistake, following closely behind her parents with her head down, her anxious and cautious appearance was exactly the same.

Across the square, a newspaper swayed on the dusty road, a gust of wind blew by, and the dust slid down to Wilder's feet.

Wilde picked it up and took a look. The time in the newspaper was relatively long.

"A newspaper from 40 years ago..." Wilder grinned and said with a meaningful smile, his eyes thoughtful.

After glancing at the contents of the newspaper, the smile on Wilder's face became even stronger. He folded the newspaper and put his eyes on a house on the corner of the street.

The signboard with dim yellow lights on it read the words Xiaojia Tavern and Hostel. The door of the store is the kind of closed door with only the middle section, and it is also open to the outside at this time, revealing the same dim light inside.

"It seems that I can have a comfortable place to sleep tonight." Wilder smiled and walked towards the hostel first.

Xiaojia Tavern Hostel, worthy of the name, is a tavern hostel, which is a hostel where you can drink and live.

"Welcome." The wind chime at the door was touched and made a light and pleasant sound. In the bar of the tavern, someone who didn't know whether it was the boss or the staff raised his head and looked at Wilder and his party with a friendly smile.

Different from the shade outside the street, walking into the tavern, a warm feeling rushes towards you.

The tavern is not big, with a few scattered tables, and there are no customers in the store.

Wilder walked to the bar, smiled at the people inside, took off the coat behind him, and put it on the bar.

"What would this guest want to drink?" The person at the bar asked with narrowed eyes.

"Whatever, as long as it's drinkable."

　Don't check!Started!Really exciting!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)