Pirate: I only come here for three things!

Abandoned cabin next to cemetery

"Hoo, ho, hum." Just like before, Hua Liuliu woke up from the same nightmare every night.

The black hair is of different lengths, greasy and shiny, and is messy on the head. The exquisitely made, gorgeous and expensive clothes are now torn and torn, and the clean fabrics are now covered with dirt and stains. Now it smells bad.

The slender hands were now pitch black, and the nails were full of mud. His originally handsome face was now covered with a layer of gray dust, and stubble of varying lengths was piled messily on his face, making him look indescribably decadent.

He stood up suddenly, without opening his eyes, just breathing heavily. The facial features on his face were twisted into a ball, ferocious and terrifying. His hand didn't look like a samurai's hand at this time, it was trembling violently, and every finger was twitching.

"Snow and cold still haven't killed me." His breathing gradually subsided and he peeled off the torn quilt on his body.

As soon as he walked out of the house, he saw two figures walking towards him step by step.

"Are you the weirdo Hua Liuliu?"

Hearing the lady's question, Hua Liuliu didn't respond at all. He lay back on the hard ground again and covered himself with the tattered cotton jacket beside him, as if he was about to fall asleep again.

"Hey, wait, we have something to ask you."

The flowers and willows turned a deaf ear.

"We have a job and want to hire you." Duanmu stopped the woman beside him who was about to continue. Then he put forward his request simply and neatly.

"Hire me?" He asked without opening his eyes, his voice was low and hoarse: "What to do?"

"We are preparing to leave here and lack reliable combat power."

Hua Liuliu opened his eyes and looked at the two of them up and down with meaningful eyes. The expression is very complicated.

Just like what that bastard said.

"Oh, but the bridges leading from here to other places were either destroyed by natural disasters or closed to traffic? Are you sure you have to leave here even if this is the case?"

"Well, we're going to leave as soon as possible."

"That's calculated on a monthly basis, 580,000 Baileys a month, and you must hire me for at least three months. Before hiring me, you must pay me one month's salary as a deposit. If you don't accept it, please leave."

"Yes, but you must do your duty."

"Of course." He jumped up from the ground, showing his yellow teeth.

"I always obey orders and do my duty, no problem."

Fiona McGonagall paid the money and said, "Now the first order." She held her nose. "Clean yourself up as quickly as possible, and then come to us at the Sky Crow Hotel. I can't bear your image anymore."

He behaved very elegantly at this time, even though he was covered in mud and had a strange smell. "At your service, my lady."

The two left here and walked in another direction.

"I'm pretty sure this is a strong man, but I'm not very confident about him."

"Come on, aren't you wary of me at all? In this foreign country in the dead of winter, you just escaped capture and you met me. Haven't you ever thought about whether I have another identity?"

"But we had no choice between each other, and neither did we choose him."

"Okay, what are we going to do next?"

"Choose a caravan to sneak in. We are not the only ones who want to leave in this damn place. Those merchants are even more concerned about this."

………………

There was a large glass beside the ashtray. With two hands, he took out a white solid piece from the plastic film and put it in his mouth. He chewed it and then took another sip of the cold drink in the glass cup.

"What medicine?" asked another warrior from the Shuangyue family sitting next to him.

"It's in charge of digestion." He was still chewing the stuff in his mouth.

"What's wrong with this? Give me a piece."

The man simply handed over the entire plastic board. "Do it yourself."

"Well, it tastes pretty good."

After both guys ate what they had in their hands, they looked at the guy sitting opposite in front of them.

The short samurai who ate at the beginning was the first to ask: "You can still come to us for this business? You take advantage of it and you don't say anything. If you suffer a loss, you come to the police?"

He laughed as he spoke.

Sitting opposite him was Ren Sanlang, who was knocked down by Duanmu from the beginning.

Another person touched his chin and said, "You have no evidence and no witnesses."

Ren Sanlang lowered his head and said, "I can recognize him at a glance when I see him again."

The short samurai looked at the report form filled out on the opposite side. Then he raised his head and asked, "Hey, don't you know how to do ninjutsu? You are the cousin of Kitsune Kinemon. Didn't you hit him?"

Ren Saburo hesitated: "The ninjutsu I learned is to strengthen my body. I never hit anyone."

"Oh?" A smile appeared on the tall man's tight face.

"You Ren Sanlang is a gangster and you have never beaten anyone? You are a good boy."

"It just so happens that I have been studying swordsmanship for so long and I have never seen ninjutsu. Can you practice it and let me see?"

"I haven't had breakfast, so I can't practice."

Foxfire Rensaburo said seriously. "As soon as you practice, the blood will surge up."

"Practice it. Practice it lightly."

"It's inconvenient now. My physiology doesn't allow it."

His eyes dodge, not daring to look directly at the two of them.

The other person held his chest and held his head high.

"Practice lightly, ah."

"Come."

Foxfire Renzaburo could only stand up, gesture, and take out a kunai.

"Hey, take out the murder weapon and prepare to attack the police."

"No, I'm performing ninjutsu kung fu."

"What are you talking about?"

The two strong men directly pressed Foxfire Rensaburo under his buttocks, causing a lot of noise.

"what happened?"

A samurai who was also from the Shuoyue family heard such a big noise in the house and came to check the situation.

"This man's hands and feet are dirty. We are educating him. Sorry to disturb you. Hey, Ren Saburo, if you scream again, the consequences will be more serious."

Ren Sanlang had to shut his mouth obediently.

After the man left, the two warriors took out dozens of small gold beads from his pocket.

"Looking at the dark circles under your eyes, I can tell you haven't slept all night. You must have been playing slot machines all night."

"Yes, I got this all night." Ren Sanlang was currently being pinned down by someone, while another samurai was counting the trophies he got one by one.

"Don't you know that our name prohibits gambling and drugs? We brothers will confiscate your illegal things. This is called confiscation of illegal income."

"Any comments?"

"No, no opinion."

"Well, just sign your name on the remaining list, and your report will be considered successful." A person asked in a low voice in his ear. "Does the person who fucked you look like he's rich? Don't talk nonsense, or we'll have your head chopped off for attacking a samurai."