Pirate Ship Doctor [Rebirth]

"Are these sailors going to sea?"

Bartholomew turned his head and looked in the direction of the other party's fingers. He saw a group of shabby sailors sitting in the corner of the bar. Most of them were wearing cheap cold weapons, and a few of them didn't even have machetes. .

There were no tables or chairs in the corner, just a row of flat wooden piles. The small wooden piles were just treated casually, and then placed in the most inconspicuous corner by the owner against the wall, and the sailors sat there holding ale. On the wooden post, I occasionally took a couple of sips, but my eyes were vague, looking at the other guests in the bar, but these sailors knew the rules and did not stare at some customers without blinking. Affect the emotions of other guests in the store eating and drinking.

In addition, there are many things placed around the corner, blocking the sight of most people in the bar, so all in all, those sailors are not so eye-catching in the bar.

When Bartholomew came in before, he didn't see them because of the angle of view. If the owner hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't even have noticed the group of people who didn't fit in the bar.

A few of the faces of the sailors showed a bit of impatience, but more of them showed the numbness of disappointment after years of waiting.

Bartholomew knew at a glance that most of these guys must be dragging their families. In order to make a living, they had to go to sea. Such people don't have much passion for sailing at sea, and they may even be angry because of Fighting the navy and fearing to surrender.

"Is it just these sailors? Most of them seem to be in a bad state of mind." Bartholomew raised his eyebrows, he was not satisfied with all these sailors.

Seeing that the shopkeeper didn't answer what he said, but just looked at him with a smile, Basalomeu raised his hand and finished the glass of wine in one gulp, then glanced at the wine rack behind the shopkeeper, "Give me two more glasses." whisky."

"Okay!" The corner of the shopkeeper's mouth raised upwards, "Captain, do you want an experienced old sailor?"

"Yes, I want experienced old sailors." Bartholomew put down the wine glass in his hand, "Personally, I prefer crew members who are more independent and tough. Of course, they are good at marksmanship, and it would be better if they have team spirit."

Bartholomew pretended to be infinite and smiled helplessly: "I'm planning to go back to Wales, England this time. As you know, it's a long way from Guyana to Wales. There are many pirates along the way. They are a group of murderous robbers. If they are criminals, my life and the cargo on my ship will be tested against them, and this has to make me think carefully."

"If I'm not careful, I'm afraid I will never be able to return to Wales in my life."

"Strong and independent... Then you need sailors with good marksmanship?" The shopkeeper frowned slightly and thought about it carefully. After about a while, he said, "I have some suitable candidates... I don't know if you can accept it. .”

After the other party finished speaking, he paused for a moment, then stared at Basha Luomyu seriously and carefully studied his expression.

"Let's listen to what you said first." Bashalomyu raised the corner of his mouth, and his heart moved.

"I'm talking about a few of them." The shopkeeper nuzzled, and Bashalomyu looked in the direction pointed by the other party, "There are a total of twelve people in their group, and each of them is powerful. It stands to reason that such a sailor They are very popular, especially those businessmen who have been sailing at sea all year round. There are four groups of people who saw their group today, but they have been here for almost ten days. But still didn’t join any fleet.”

"Huh? Why is that?"

"Because their previous captain was ill, and that captain was kind to them. After the other party sold everything on the ship and the cargo ship, the rest of the crew left, leaving only twelve of them. "The shopkeeper rubbed his chin and said in a low voice: "I heard that they searched all the doctors of the Brazilian generation in Guyana, but they couldn't cure them, so they could only find a way to find help from the noble businessmen from the empire."

The owner rubbed his chin and sighed: "You know, those nobles are usually very afraid of death, so every time they go to sea, they will bring the best doctor with them, and they just want to wait for this opportunity. If your ship doctor doesn't They won't go with you compared to their captain's illness."

Bartholomew nodded, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and he slowly fixed his eyes on the other party.

At a round table closer to the bar, there were three sailors sitting, each with a glass of rum in front of them, except for one of them, the wine glasses in front of the other two remained untouched.These three people are tall and powerful, the muscles on their arms are strong and tight, and they exude an extremely sturdy and aggressive aura all over their bodies, and a cold light flashes in their eyes from time to time inadvertently.

Bartholomew looked down and glanced at each other's waists, and found that the weapons on their waists were also polished, and he was even more satisfied.

Bartholomew licked his palate slightly, thinking calmly, these guys are not only old crew members who have seen blood at sea, but also from the wine glasses beside them and the weapons they carry, it can be seen that people like this Sailors must be extremely disciplined.Coupled with their attitude and behavior towards the original old captain, Bartholomew nodded.

But a crew like this was exactly what he was looking for!

"Three servings of herring, for those three." Bashalomyu turned to look at the shopkeeper, pointed to the three people opposite and grinned.

"Ok, no problem!"

When the business came, the shopkeeper hurriedly sent the herring to the three people's table, and the three who took the herring were stunned.

"We didn't order this."

"That gentleman bought it for the three of you."

When the three of them heard this, they looked at each other and looked at Bartholomew in unison. Barthalomew then walked to the three-person table with the wine glasses and sat straight at the table.

"I need to recruit some sailors on my ship. I don't know what ship you have worked on before." Bartholomew drew the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "It looks like you are not young, do you have any relatives here?"

"We used to work on a small cargo ship for four or five years, and now we don't have any relatives in Guyana." A sailor leading the three said slowly, his eyes lingering on Bartholomew.

"I heard from the owner that there are more than a dozen of you, and you want to look for a job together, right? I wonder if I can go with you to see other sailors?" Bartholomew nodded in satisfaction, put down the wine glass in his hand and smiled. .

"Huh? No, sir, I think you made a mistake. If you want us to go to sea with the boat, we have conditions. Not all of our boats are willing to work on it." The other party frowned slightly and looked at it seriously. To Bartholomew, "The owner should have told you just now that we need a powerful doctor to help treat our captain."

"If you can't help us heal the captain, I'm afraid we won't be able to go to sea with you." The other sailor didn't say much, just staring straight at Bashalomyu with burning eyes, "But as long as you help us rescue After the good captain, our lives will be yours from now on!"

"I have a ship doctor with high medical skills on board, but I need to see the patient first to know if he can treat it."

The three of them looked at each other again, looked at Basalomew, and didn't ask any further questions. They just thought about it for a while, and one of them nodded vigorously, "Okay, I'll take you to see the patient." The three of them walked out of the door, Basha Luo Miao also put down his glass and followed closely, and walked out of the bar.

"Good luck to you, dear gentlemen!" The shopkeeper looked at the four people who had left, waved his hand with a smile, and put away the untouched wine and herring again. Although these could not be sold to customers, he It's okay to drink by yourself.

The sunshine in the port of Guyana is good. Basha Luo Miao followed the three of them, but he walked towards the remote path. The place is dark and humid. It is a unique residential area for civilians in each city. No, to be precise, it belongs to the poor. A group of them actually live here in a place where ordinary people don't even know how to live?

Compared with the spacious and bright port before, this place is more like a garbage dump, and because it is hot summer, the smell here is particularly strong, although occasionally you can see three or five ragged people, here shuttle.

But Bartholomew still couldn't help frowning, and he carefully touched the short gun at his waist to prevent accidents.

Although he made a disguise, it was difficult for others to see it. The three brought him here, so he had to be vigilant secretly.

"Here please, our old captain is inside!"

I don't know how long they walked all the way like this. The four people came to a low house. This house was slightly better than the surrounding houses. It had an extra yard, but it was still dilapidated. Bashaluo Miao held his breath and followed the three of them into the courtyard, only to see a middle-aged man with a shaved head sitting in the courtyard, packing up things on the ground, and a middle-aged man with a severed hand standing beside him was also helping.

Seeing the four of them, especially Basha Loromew, the two middle-aged men frowned.

"Why did you bring people here again? I told you that my disease is not curable and will be transmitted to you. Why don't you little bastards give up? You bring people here all day long!" The bald middle-aged man also Regardless of the presence of anyone present, he stared fiercely at the three people in front of him, and shouted angrily, that temper is extremely hot!

"Tell you to go out to sea with other fleets, or just find a beautiful girl here, get married and have children, why don't you listen? It was Harvey kid yesterday, today is Miles, you guys, you can't let me calm down order?"

"For you guys, I moved to this ghostly place, and you still come here, where are you still sailors?! You are simply a group of debt collectors!" The roar of the bald middle-aged man almost penetrated the sky clouds, flew up into the sky.

The three strong men didn't try to defend themselves, they just lowered their heads in unison, staring at the uppers of their shoes, letting the middle-aged man scold.

Bartholomew stood beside him and twitched his mouth in embarrassment, but his right hand slipped from his waist without leaving a trace. It seems that he made a mistake this time, but this guy is full of anger, and he is not the kind who immediately The appearance of going to see God made him slowly breathe a sigh of relief.

Let him say that he can convince the other party, and he has a little more confidence.

When everyone didn't pay attention to this small detail in Basha Luomyu's hand, the middle-aged man with a broken arm not far away had a slight look in his eyes, seeing through the original intention of Basha Luomyu's action. However, he didn't say anything. He just looked at Basha Luomyu silently while withdrawing his gaze, and then slowly retracted his gaze.

"Huh?" I didn't expect this middle-aged man with a severed hand to observe so carefully. Basha Luomyu raised his brows and looked at the other party involuntarily. If he hadn't broken half of his arm, the other party would definitely be a very powerful person on the boat. figure.

but……

Why did he suddenly feel that this guy looked familiar?

As if thinking of something, Bartholomew's eyes suddenly sank on the two middle-aged men, and then the corners of his mouth turned upward.