Pirate Codex

But the evil man Eastman continued to hit the iron rod repeatedly, and the scars on his face were twisted together, like an evil ghost.

"hateful"

Arthur turned around and saw that Edward behind him was blushing, scolding Eastman angrily, and then turned his head to look at Arthur, his eyes full of questions.

Can't get on

Arthur understood what Edward meant, turned his head and glanced at the green and motionless corpse on the ground again, shook his head, put his arm around Edward's shoulders, suppressed him from coming forward, and whispered:

"Wait a minute, not now."

The old man was already dead. It was really unwise for the two of them to step forward and fight with him in full view of the public.

At this moment, a dissatisfied hoarse voice suddenly sounded from the opposite side.

"Eastman, what are you crazy about?"

Eastman's movements suddenly stopped, and he raised his head with a ferocious smile, looking at the source of the sound. The crowd also became quiet. Arthur also stopped his movements, grabbed Edward, and looked past the head in front of him at the person coming.

A figure emerged from the opposite side and walked towards Eastman.

This is an adult man with a mustache. His appearance has no characteristics. The only conspicuous thing is a scar across the bridge of his nose. His back is straight, wearing a white shirt and a black vest. Loose linen pants.

The man had a long sword hanging on his waist. He was crossing his arms and looking at Eastman indifferently.

Arthur noticed that the man did not even look at the old man on the ground and seemed not interested in it.

"Oh, it's you, Drop."

Eastman grinned widely, the scars on his face spread out, showing an ugly smile, then he lifted the iron rod with one hand, handed it to Dropp, and said ostentatiously.

"Look, I already have 49 notches on my iron rod. I want him to have exactly 50."

"Eastman is indeed a pervert"

"That's it, I have to stay away from Eastman from now on."

"That's Droop, he's from the Rose Garden, right?"

Some whispers sounded around Arthur.

50 notches Arthur frowned, pulled the passerby around him, and asked: "What does he mean by 50 notches?"

The passerby looked at Arthur up and down with a little surprise, and explained with a smile: "Boy, you are not from here."

"Let me tell you, it is said that every time Eastman killed a person, he would carve a notch on the iron rod."

Then he clicked his tongue a few more times and continued: "This old man was also unlucky. It happened that Eastman wanted to collect 50."

Arthur frowned and glanced at the passers-by. What kind of bullshit is this saying that suffering equals bad luck?

After the explanation, the passers-by looked into the field again, and Arthur also raised his head and looked into the field.

"boring."

Dropping glanced at the crooked carvings on the iron rod, he was no longer interested. He just said the word "boring" lightly, crossed his arms and left.

Eastman stopped smiling, stretched out his hand to stroke the top hat on his head, glanced fiercely at Drop's leaving figure, and then glared at a circle of onlookers before scratching his buttocks and holding the iron rod. , turned and left.

From the beginning to the end, neither of them looked at the tragically dead old man on the ground, as if it was just a bunch of insignificant grass.

It's not about acting bravely.

Arthur frowned and glanced at the sword-wielding man Dropp who was leaving alone.

So you just came over to take a look because it was blocking the road?

How indifferent.

"Arthur boss us"

Edward stared at Eastman's leaving back fiercely, calling Arthur anxiously.

"Don't worry."

Arthur looked around, and after everyone dispersed and no longer paid attention, he took Edward and hung up Eastman who was walking struttingly in front of him from a distance.

Droop's arrogance did not dampen Eastman's interest at all. He hummed a happy ditty from the stage play Miss Cyndia and waved the iron rod as a crutch, recalling the gesture just now.

Miss Scindia is a stage play that is often performed in a theater in the North District. It mainly tells the story of a rich young lady from a wealthy businessman's family. When she went out to play in disguise as a man, she met an honest and dull civilian man and fell in love. s story.

The story of this stage play is not exciting, but it unexpectedly fits the beautiful fantasies of some vulgar men, so it became an unexpected hit.

Eastman once went in to watch it and was amazed at the time. He fell in love with the show and went to see it again every now and then.

Of course, Eastman, who had nothing to do all day long, naturally did not buy a ticket to enter the venue without Bailey. The reason why he was able to enter was thanks to the generous gentlemen who scored.

After humming a little tune, Eastman suddenly patted his thigh. Then he held the iron rod with his left hand, took out a dagger from his arms with his right hand, and painstakingly made a notch on the iron rod.

As expected of a member of the Villain Gang, Eastman is considered to be hated by everyone.

Arthur looked at the pedestrians in front of him who were afraid to avoid him when he saw Eastman, and sighed with some satisfaction in his heart.

Edward kept looking back, looking at the two homeless men lying on the old man taking off his clothes behind him, his eyes filled with helpless sadness.

Arthur naturally saw Edward's actions, sighed softly, patted his shoulder comfortingly, and whispered: "After Eastman is dealt with later, let's go back and help the old man restrain himself."

"Okay, Boss Arthur."

Edward nodded, looked at Arthur gratefully, and then looked at Eastman strutting in front of him, his eyes full of anger.

Roads extend in all directions. When the two followed Eastman through a street with few pedestrians, Edward's face suddenly moved, he pulled Arthur and whispered:

"Boss Arthur, there is a dark alley ahead, and there is almost no one there."

Arthur's face was filled with joy. He looked around to make sure that no one was paying attention to the two of them. Then he whispered a few words to Edward and quietly stepped forward together.

As soon as Eastman turned into this cold dark alley, he frowned and quickly reached out to cover his nose.

"What dirty, disgusting pig threw shit, urine and garbage here?"

Looking at the alley filled with mosquitoes and flies, the foul-smelling black and yellow puddles and the indistinguishable piles of domestic garbage, Eastman opened his voice and yelled angrily.

"It really ruined my good mood, uncle."

Eastman spit on the ground, put the iron rod on his shoulder, covered his nose tightly with his hand, and walked quickly into the alley.

Went in

Arthur and Edward followed quickly, then leaned at the entrance of the alley and looked inside a few times to confirm that there was no one else in the alley except Eastman. They also looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to this side.

The two of them looked at each other and entered the alley together. Looking at the figure in front of them covering their noses and walking quickly, they slowly pulled out the sword in their hands.