Pirate: Crazy Devil Vic

Barritt was instantly furious.

He has deeply experienced the feeling of hunger and is disgusted with this evil behavior of wasting food.

Besides, this is still your own food.

He stood up with a dark face and said:

"You have to finish it after you take it. Why waste food?!!"

The man had already walked out a few steps, and now reached out to another table.

The pirates at the table were all trembling, not daring to show any dissatisfaction.

When they heard this question, they couldn't believe their ears.

The surrounding air also solidified instantly.

So quiet you can hear a pin drop.

After a while, there was a murmur of discussion.

"How bold!"

"He is dying! I have never seen anyone dare to speak to Captain Worster like this!"

"Haha, of course, those guys will never be seen again..."

"The last guy he didn't like was already feeding the fish."

"You're such a rookie, and you've got a lot of fun to watch."

“I don’t know how Worster will deal with him this time.”

"Haha, he is lucky. If this was at sea, he would definitely choose "bottom towing"."

"Hiss - that's too scary... This kind of thing rarely happens at sea."

"The boss will take care of it, this is a pirate bar, no trouble is allowed."

"You are so nosy, disturbing everyone's mood every time."

"He's lucky, but you can't tell when you get outside. Hehe, no one outside will stop Worster."

"Haha, it's not necessarily outside. You didn't know it yet, but "Shark" Skoo was caught and hung on the mast of the ship at the dock. The Shark Pirates were destroyed, and Vorster would be peaceful for a while. "

"This is really big news. It looks like the sea will be calm again for a while."

Vic didn't move. He looked at Worster who turned around.

This man was taller than Barritt, with a strong build, and was shirtless.

There are several short knives on the chest strap.

At his waist was a wine flask and a flintlock gun.

There is also a long knife on the back.

Typical pirate outfit.

His black hair was messy and his eyelids were slightly drooped, as if he hadn't woken up.

He has rosacea, and his chin beard is braided into two braids.

Vic was sizing him up, and he was sizing up Barritt.

After seeing clearly that this was just a child who had probably never been to the sea, his interest suddenly waned.

I don't plan to talk to him anymore.

This is not a pirate game, so I don't have time to pay attention to the brat.

Barritt didn't notice his impatience.

Although he was furious, he still managed to restrain himself.

Just said:

"Food is very precious, please don't waste it in the future."

Worster immediately became angry.

"You little brat, are you trying to teach me a lesson?!"

I just wanted to step forward and teach him a lesson, letting him know the consequences of provoking me.

Suddenly feeling the warning look from the tavern owner, he barely suppressed his anger.

His eyes were very unkind and his tone was very impatient.

"Are you going to meddle in other people's business again? Boss. This guy is the one who's looking for trouble first this time!"

Seeing the other party's indifferent look, he felt even more angry and snorted coldly.

"Don't just meddle in the affairs of your juniors just because you are a senior at sea! It's very annoying!"

Although he said this, he stood still and did not move.

Obviously Worster himself knew in his heart that the other party was definitely not relying on the identity of some veteran at sea.

But his own force.

It is said that those who did not listen to the advice and challenged the boss's authority were thrown into the arms of the sea forever.

The boss himself will not abide by any agreement not to cause trouble.

Although it was just a rumor, Worster firmly believed it.

If something comes out of nowhere, there must be a reason.

The boss ignored his anger and thought to himself:

"No matter who it is, no matter what the reason is, no trouble is allowed in the Pirate Tavern!"

After explaining the rules that he had said countless times, the boss changed the subject.

He looked at Worster's ugly face unscrupulously, and it seemed that the other party couldn't bear it any longer.

Then he narrowed his eyes and looked like he was smiling but not smiling.

"And, Vorster, haven't you heard the news about your old friend?"

Worster knew who the boss was talking about.

The captain of the Shark Pirates, "Shark" Sku.

Even though he said he despised him, he still wanted to pinch him whenever they met.

But he knew in his heart that Sku was a little stronger than him.

And the body of this old friend was about to be dried out in the sun.

When thinking of his fate, Worster inevitably felt a bit sad.

Huh-huh-

He took a deep breath.

I have to be more at peace lately, otherwise...

Although there is no way to deal with it according to the old rules, Worster also has his own little method.

Looking at this annoying bastard who dared to teach him a lesson, he suddenly smiled evilly.

He took two steps forward, crushed the remaining half of the dumpling on the ground, and pointed at the lump.

"Since you value food so much, I'll give you a chance. If you eat it, I'll let you go. How about that?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone around him burst into laughter, and then started to boo.

"Eat quickly! Poor little thing!"

"Captain Worster is still too much to make such a request. But I like it!"

"I bet you a hundred Baileys that this kid can't eat it."

"You stingy bitch, I'll bet you [-] Baileys on something fun like this!"

"You're all going to lose, you bastards! Look at his face, he's going to pee in fear now, this coward will definitely eat that piece of shit!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? That's precious food processed from the soles of Captain Worster's shoes, shit fried dumplings. That kid really likes it, haha!"

"I wonder if the boss will interfere this time."

"Huh? How is that possible? Worster has already given him a lot of respect. Does he still want to fall out over such a boy?"

"I said you really think he is a good person. See if he is not enjoying it now."

The bar owner was indeed indifferent to this and had no intention of interfering with the situation.

For him, as long as he doesn't take action in the tavern, anything can be said.

Life is so boring, so the more fun, the better.

At this time, he was standing at the bar, looking over here with interest.

There was an interested look in his eyes.

"Why isn't that kid still moving? Is he scared out of his mind?"

"Hey, kid, what's your name? I'm just eating something. Weren't you scared to death?"

"Don't worry, we promise not to spread what we saw today. Eat it now!"

"Standing around, you're such a bitch! Eat it! Eat it!"

The boys behind Worster had vaguely surrounded Vic's table.

With a sinister smile, Vorster stood there admiring the weakness of his prey, his eyes scanning over several people one by one like poisonous snakes.

Barritt blamed himself.

He didn't expect it would cause so much trouble to everyone.

The mocking words from the people around him fell into his ears. He felt at a loss, his face was red, and he had the urge to blame himself.

However, if given another chance, he would still do it.

Food, how can your precious food be wasted!

This is a persistence that I cannot give up no matter what.

He wanted to eat the fried dumplings to calm the incident, but he was afraid that doing so would embarrass his brother.

There was a dilemma for a while.