Laughing Clown in Pirates

Chapter 82
What's worse than being charged protection money?
That is, they were charged several protection fees but were not protected!
The tavern owner Leon Horner was being pointed at by the pirates at this time.Five flintlock guns, five black muzzles from five angles... At this moment, he was afraid that one of the drunk pirates would pull the trigger, ignite the gunpowder in the chamber, and shoot out black bullets.

That's right, especially this guy with flushed cheeks, shaking and belching.

"Give...give me the money!" the guy hiccupped and even shook the gun in his hand slightly.

"I will definitely cooperate, but can you please put down your guns!" Leon Horner raised his hands high and said calmly.

"You lied to me!" The drunken pirate slapped the table: "As soon as we put down our guns, you will start to fight back and knock us down. None of you hotel owners are easy."

boom!Excited fingers pulled the sensitive trigger, and the projectile was shot out of the gun chamber under the impetus of the detonated gunpowder, scattering a bottle of fine wine behind the bar.

The light yellow wine was flowing on the wine cabinet, and the unique sour smell of good wine of a certain year permeated the entire bar.

Leon Horner was a little angry, that bottle of wine was worth about [-] Baileys!
"Hey! Your boss is drunk!" The tavern owner yelled angrily, "If you want money, you can get it yourself, it's in the cabinet on my left!"

"Hahaha! I'm sorry, it went off!" the pirate in the middle said shyly, hanging down his flintlock to reload his gun with new pellets.

The pirates next to each other winked, and finally chose a person who took the money.

"Doug, you go to the bar and get the money!"

"Yes!" The youngest pirate said nervously, and warned the bar owner: "Don't move around, or my gun will go off!"

It would not be appropriate to call this young boy a pirate. He is a native of the Chambords Islands, has just been recruited into the Pirates, and is currently working as a boatman.

He had never been to sea, nor carried out a single raid.

This is a pirate group that failed to conquer the new world and retreated to the failed island. The captain was frightened by the monsters in the new world.

The damaged pirate group is docked at the port for repairs, but the repair progress is slowing down day by day.

Unknowingly, the entire pirate group has been staying on this island of failure for half a year.

The savings from looting had already been spent in the first month of sensuality.

The terrible taste of bad wine and smelly women brought by poverty will undoubtedly make these pirates who have tasted the best things go to hell.

So... the pirates who discovered that the underground order of this archipelago was starting to become chaotic soon started their own carnival.

Young Doug removed the flap of the bar and stepped into the bar.

"Which drawer?" He tried to remain calm, as if he was familiar with it, but the flintlock in his hand was trembling involuntarily.

"The one closest to my left," said the tavernkeeper quietly.

"Then you stand farther away!" Doug threatened, and the tavern owner moved two steps obediently.

Doug pulled the drawer violently, then glared at the tavernkeeper.

"Why can't I open it?"

"I think you should twist the key on it." The tavern owner laughed mockingly, the corners of his mouth curled down, and Doug blushed with embarrassment.

The eyes of the pirates could not help turning to the embarrassed Doug for a while.

Doug turned the key and yanked the drawer open.

call out!With a bang, the crossbow shot from the drawer passed through Doug's young chest and nailed it to the wine cabinet.At the same time, the bar owner leaned over and hid under the counter, and took out the shotgun under the counter.

Several shots were fired, and when the innkeeper stood up with the shotgun, the pirates had all fallen in front of the bar.

Applause and whistle sounded in this tavern!The drinkers who hadn't left warmly applauded the vigorous skill of the tavern owner, and at the same time regretted that today's wine could not be free.

After the waiter carefully wiped the fired flintlock with a clean white handkerchief, he put the gun back into his waist and walked towards the bar.

"Boss...is a member of the One-Eyed Pirates." said the waiter who pulled off the pirate's clothes and confirmed the pirate's tattoo.

"Hmph!" The tavern owner snorted dissatisfiedly, "Let's dispose of the corpse, I hope One Eye won't care about these little ones!"

"Where to throw it, boss?"

"Pile them in the backyard first, together with the previous batch, and then throw them into the river at night!"

The tavern owner wiped the bar angrily. Fortunately, the wines on the wine cabinet were all bad wines in good bottles, otherwise he would have lost a lot of money.The only thing that made him feel distressed was that the one who didn't have eyes just happened to hit a bottle of real.

Even though he was used to the storm, the tavern owner was still a little worried at this time.

The captain of the One-Eyed Pirates, One-Eyed Valon, has a bounty of 1000 million. This was originally something that the Oroko family, which used to collect protection fees, should have done.

Their crew broke the rules by attacking the merchants in Chambord, damn it!
This is the underground rule of the Chambord Islands.

But... now Lisandro Oroco, a native of the East China Sea, is dead, and the underground forces in the Chambord Islands are being reshuffled. The besieged Oroco family is in a state of desperation at this time, and has long been unable to maintain the old order.

This month, the tavern owner paid a total of four protection fees.

One sum is handed over to the Navy branch, which is not called protection money, but a harmonious relationship between the military and the people, and the people voluntarily donate military funds.

Used to upgrade our heroic navy gun repair base or something.

In reality, of course, military men spend them on women and wine.

Paying this money is just to ensure that my store can continue to open on this island. Of course, if the pirates threaten huge bounties and are tempting, the navy will also intervene.But merchants often don't expect this to happen, because the navy and pirates don't care about the lives and assets of civilians when they fight.It would be better to say that the greater the movement at that time, the more benefits the navy will have... If it succeeds, it means arresting the vicious pirates, and if it fails, it means the pirates are too vicious and consider civilians powerless.

The other was to the Orocco family.

Although with the death of Lisandro Oroco from the East China Sea, the strength of the Oroco family has plummeted.But they are still the strongest and most powerful gang in the Chambords Islands.

But half a month ago, the Orocco family gave up the entire street after a group of people died, so the tavern owner paid the third protection fee to the newly promoted gangster tycoon Casemiro.It is said that he killed Lisandro Oroco from the East China Sea. He was the founder of the anti-Oroko alliance and a ruthless character.Casemiro did not maintain order, or was unable to maintain order. The tavern owner was reluctant to pay this protection fee.

A week earlier, Casemiro had struck a deal with Leon Katz, the underground boxing boss of the arena on this street.Leon Katz was not easy to talk to. He had a group of good underground black boxers under him, and the tavern owner had to pay the fourth payment.

Crash... The door that was just nailed to the wooden boards yesterday shattered again, and a burly pirate fell to the ground and rolled on the spot, pulling away the table in front of him and rampaging.

"Stop, don't move!" The tavern owner, who was too lazy to put the shotgun back, pointed the gun at the pirate who broke in.

Three young sailors rushed into the tavern with the pirates.Their white navy uniforms were smeared with dust, with a storm-marked cuff on their arms, and one of them had scars all over his face.

Seeing the scene in front of them, the three of them gave a military salute to the hotel owner in unison.

"Thank you for your cooperation with our work!"

"Cut..." the hotel owner spat unhappily, and put down the gun lazily.

The young marines controlled the pirate amidst the pirate's scolding, and led him out of the tavern.

On the street, a group of half-grown kids who can't be called gangsters are gathering to fight with each other, with bricks and sticks flying together.

"Let me go home!" The navy fired a few shots into the sky, and the group of red-eyed teenagers scattered like startled birds.

The small stalls that once lined the streets have disappeared, and the sensitive residents have closed their doors to make room for chaos and homelessness.

The young sailors were walking on the street with the pirate who was half taller than them, but one of the sailors involuntarily shifted his sight.

A pair of boldly dressed sisters with attractive figures walked towards them.

Their blue-purple hair was permed into an afro, and they had good faces, with exaggerated makeup on their faces, and leather jackets that were open in the middle.From the naked large piece, you can see the black underwear and the dazzling whiteness against the black, and the slender legs are wearing black fishnet stockings-they seem to be workers in the "entertainment industry"!
Gulu... the three young and vigorous navy swallowed.

"Well... may I ask, where does Shampoo's bar go?"

"Shampoo's bar! Go straight, turn right and then left after exiting this street!" Na Haijun pointed, trying to draw his eyes away from the abyss.

"Thank you!" The two sisters bent down
"You're welcome!"

"Mr. Navy, you are bleeding..."

Watching the young sailors escort the pirates away, the two sisters walked on the street.

"Sister, the atmosphere of this island is so strange!"

"The island itself is the back garden of the Tianlong people, so it's normal!"

"The most important thing now is to arrive at Shampoo's bar early and meet the mentor..."

(End of this chapter)