The Pirate I Am Undead

Chapter 43 Mo Jing’s decision

The price for having a bad mouth is to change into the other person's shape!

Tulips and Mo Jing signed a half-year contract of sale under the witness of the tavern. During this six months, 80% of the Tulip Pirates' harvest will be handed over to Mo Jing. At the same time, they cannot disobey Mo Jing's order, even if they are allowed to do so. You have to get there even if you want to die!

Fighting is allowed in the black market, but no deaths are allowed.

This is the rule.

Mo Jing gave Black Market this face, and Black Market would naturally repay him.

This contract is jointly supervised by the six major forces in the black market and posted on a special section of the tavern.

Within half a year from today, the Tulip Pirates will be Mo Jing's affiliated pirate group.

To be honest, Mo Jing didn't really want it.

He doesn't have the same hobby as Crick in building a pirate fleet.

If he hadn't thought that he and others would have to live on Tortuga Island for the next few days and give this black market some face, he would have been ready to kill these guys to replenish his soul.

In fact, he has already prepared to do this. Anyway, these guys will listen to any orders, right?

But Tulips, the captain of the Tulip Pirates, didn't know if he sensed Mo Jing's murderous intention, so he decisively dedicated the entire pirate group's treasure to Mo Jing.

The tavern estimated that it was close to 100 million beli.

Mo Jing reluctantly let these guys go.

As the Tulip Pirates left the tavern in a mess, the tavern fell into silence again.

A group of strong men came in carrying tables, chairs and benches, and expertly cleaned and rearranged the scene.

Within ten minutes, the tavern returned to its original state.

Gray-headed Albatross was probably bored by being alone, so he ran to Mo Jing and Ah Jin and played cards with them to pass the time.

"You really don't want to be interviewed, Mr. Mo Jing?" The grey-headed albatross still refused to give up.

"Stop it, don't mention this again!" Mo Jing waved his hand, took out a pair of sixes from his hand and threw them on the table.

"What about you, Ah Jin, do you want to be interviewed?"

One to eight.

While going to the toilet, Ah Jin had already used Mo Jing's first fire to recover from his injuries. At this time, he blinked in surprise: "Me?"

A pair of twos were easily thrown away.

"I'm not interested either." He shook his head.

"What a pity!" said the Gray-headed Albatross.

He picked out two cards from the three cards in his hand and waited for Mo Jing to say no.

But he didn't hear Mo Jing's voice for a long time.

He raised his head and looked across the table, and found that Mo Jing had his eyes closed at this time, holding a large number of cards in his hand, as if he was feeling something with his heart.

Damn it, what can be learned about this shitty place?

He has been here for almost a year, and he comes here every day for prostitution and drinking. He can guarantee that besides the good wine, there is nothing else good here.

At this time, Mo Jing suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him: "Hui Tou, does the Qiuzhen Auction House have any property in the interior?"

The grey-headed albatross was stunned, and instinctively smelled the news: "Of course there is, but you have to pay more!"

"But if you are willing to tell me what you know, I can also tell you some of the information for free!"

Mo Jing glanced at Ah Jin, suddenly smiled, and slammed the table:

"Let's go, Ah Jin, have you forgotten that there are still things to do?"

Ah Jin also slammed the table and slapped a large number of his cards on the table:

"It was an oversight on my part, Captain!"

With that said, the two people walked out of the door swaggeringly.

The gray-headed albatross behind him sat there blankly, looked at the backs of the two people, then looked at the three cards in his hands, and said angrily: "Two bastards, forget it if you don't buy the information, if you have the ability to finish this game Let’s go again!”

There is still a lot of noise outside the tavern, and the smell is so strong that people will be pickled by it if they stay here for a long time.

Under the leadership of Ah Jin, Mo Jing headed towards the second floor.

There are not many people on the island specifically for renting houses.

As Mo Jing walked, he recalled what happened just now.

He closed his eyes before and looked like he was comprehending life. He was not pretending.

It was indeed because when it was his turn to play his cards, he suddenly felt that the "Slippery Fruit" he had left in the "Exquisite Auction House" began to move at high speed!

And it moves extremely fast!

He even doubted that it would be difficult to catch up with the opponent at his current speed!

However, he was relieved when he thought that the Don Quixote family was behind the rare treasure auction. With the other party's power, they could indeed afford such a master.

Until now, this fruit is still moving at high speed.

But Mo Jing's attention was no longer on it.

The procedures for renting a house were quickly completed, and Mo Jing chose a comfort zone with strong security. This area is generally provided to the world's nobility and some distinguished people who come to participate in the auction.

The price is high.

But for Mo Jing, who had just made a fortune, he still didn't take it seriously.

You've become a pirate, and you can't just enjoy yourself now. Do you want to save money to pay off the mortgage?

They chose a seat by the window on the second floor of the tavern that was about to be deserted, and sat down to make it easier for Wuzayu to find them.

The two discussed their next plans, including the structure of the pirate ship to be built, the training of the miscellaneous fish, and the next goals... and of course the future goals.

"Captain, have you really decided?" A Jin looked at Mo Jing with wide eyes.

He knew that Mo Jing was not a person who changed his mind easily, and the decision he made now was probably related to the information he had heard from the intelligence dealer before.

"Yeah." Mo Jing nodded and looked at Ajin: "Why, you don't like this decision?"

Ah Jin said with exaggerated movements: "How is it possible? For me, this is the best choice!"

Mo Jing smiled and looked out the window: "Let's discuss this matter carefully when those five guys come back!"

What are the miscellaneous fish doing at this time?

In Happy Street, Ushiruo Restaurant, Nicholas looked at the snacks on the plate that were twisting like slugs and fell into deep thought.

Not far from here, Xing Sa, who had just picked up a book of poetry from a thrift store, was attracted by the enthusiastic hawking at the end of the street.

He straightened his collar and walked into the shabby-looking weapons store with blackened wooden boards.

In fact, all the houses on Tortuga Island have been eroded by deep divers. Except for Happy Street and luxury accommodation areas, as well as some special buildings, the shops and houses on the roadside are almost rotten. Made of wood and mossy stones.

Viewed from a high altitude, it looks like a piece of rotten black mold on the blue sea.

On the edge of this moldy spot, he walked into a grocery store on New Year's Eve. He had no sense of existence and drifted with the flow of people. Finally, he followed a thief to this grocery store by the sea.

As for Eden and Garfidel.

These two people walked together, one was 1.4 meters tall, the other was 1.6 meters tall, one was a fake young lady, and the other was a fake lolita. They looked like siblings who got lost somewhere.

The fresh style of painting is incompatible with the crooked pirates on this street.

It attracted many traffickers along the way.

Fortunately, the two of them were not good people and were very familiar with the tricks of human traffickers, so they were not abducted.

When they found a decent clothing store, the knives in their hands were stained red with blood.

……

Just like that, when night was about to fall, each of the miscellaneous fish returned home with a full load.

Everyone sat together, talking to each other, and occasionally laughing.

The wine glasses clashed together, and the golden wine rippled like waves of the sea.

Mo Jing looked at them with a smile, the candlelight reflected in his eyes, reflecting the clear color.

"Let's form a pirate group!"

After a long silence, he suddenly spoke.