[Pirates] Intelligence dealers don't sell cute

[The time returns to normal, which is the end time of Chapter 30.serious face. 】

The noise was endless, and the pungent smell of inferior cigarettes was all over his body. He frowned and waved his hands in disgust, but the shouting was still rampant, so he could only shake his head helplessly.The Western-style long sword and war stick were pinned to his waist, and the double-edged ax was placed on the bedside cabinet.

The goose-yellow light at the head of the bed shone on her cheeks, softening the remaining blood a bit, as if to make people forget what kind of serious injury she had suffered.The doctor said the bullet penetrated her chest, less than three fingers' width from her heart.But she survived, and apart from shedding some blood and choking on some seawater, she was fine.

He spent some money to seal the doctor's mouth, and then hid with her in the only tavern on Yingyan Island.

That fiery red long hair was slightly curly, like a group of never-ending fire, burning so hot that it was about to melt people.The bangs on the forehead slightly covered her tightly closed eyes, as if deliberately concealing her emotions for the master.Her slender eyebrows frowned in pain, as if she was enduring.The thin lips were pale, and only the golden tear mole under the left eye was still bright.

With such an appearance, based on the secret information given by his friend Xin himself two days ago, he has already guessed who she is:

The well-known intelligence dealer in the South China Sea - Klauen.

At the beginning, he was not lacking in amazement, and he never expected to see the true face of Kraun.If she hadn't been supported by a piece of rotten wood, stranded on the shore of Yingyan Island, and then discovered by him, then, I am afraid that what is lying now is a cold corpse.

"I really want to see, what kind of person is this informant?"

He raised the corners of his mouth, smiled to himself, took out the good Rum that had been hidden for a long time, and pried off the bottle cap.

"Ahem, Uncle, your Rum smells really good~ I wonder if you can give me a cup~~" Once the guy on the bed detected the existence of Rum, he obviously couldn't hold it back, showing his true colors. [==, it seems that something messed in...]

He was so startled that he almost jumped up, he didn't expect her to wake up so quickly.Unexpectedly, at this moment of negligence, someone snatched the wine bottle in his hand.

"It's really good wine!" I raised my head and downed a big gulp of Rum, smacking my lips, still not satisfied.On the other hand, the uncle saw that a large part of the wine bottle was missing, his distressed eyebrows were twisted into a knot, the orange hair on his temples was also up and down, and his light blue eyes were full of surprise.

"Klauen, you, you drink?" He was extremely surprised.

"I'm a Rum addict!" I smiled, and took another big sip from the bottle, but unexpectedly it touched the wound, and I grinned in pain.

"By the way, uncle, why did you come from the North Sea to the South Sea?" Holding the bottle neck, I stared at his white navy cloak uncomfortably, and looked at the "X" mark on his chin and chest.

"Now, Major General X'Drake."

Being exposed by me, he didn't show too much surprise. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, with a tone of approval in his tone:

"Worthy of being the information dealer Klauen."

"Uncle, you haven't answered my question yet." I put down the empty wine bottle in my hand, and reached out to him very naturally, "Is there such a good Rum?"

"I suspended my job for self-reflection, and then I came to Nanhai to see my old friend." He clutched a package desperately and refused to let go, vigilantly guarding against me, for fear that I would steal all his Rum.

"Uncle, don't be so stingy!" I patted him on the shoulder pretending to be generous, winked and smiled, "I want everyone to share good things~"

"..." His expression twitched, he shook his head after a while, and sighed heavily, "That's the ten-year black Rum that I managed to find..."

"To be happy in life is to be happy, don't let the golden bottle be empty to the moon!" I smiled, took out two wine glasses from the bedside table, wiped them and put them on the table, just waiting for his wine.

"Come on, let's see that you like Rum so much..." He gritted his teeth and stomped his foot, opened another bottle of Rum, and poured two full wine glasses.

The amber wine stays in the glass, calm and still, like an old sailor who has experienced countless winds and rains, calm and calm, but full of countless wonderful adventure stories.

Does anyone know how many centuries the amber and the insects inside have been quiet?Just as no one knows how much depression, how much laughter, how much tears, how much sorrow Rum has been with the pirates.

"Actually," the uncle who was drinking wine frowned, hesitant to speak.

"Huh? What?" The mellow and mellow taste made me a little drunk, and my cheeks were flushed.

"It's not a good thing to be addicted to alcohol at a young age." He looked like a heartbroken "comer".

"For example, uncle you." I suddenly teased him, "You were a good wine boy when you were young, and you were a good wine uncle when you were old."

"Yes." He nodded vigorously.

"Drink." I filled another glass.

A meaningless conversation is probably the most delicious appetizer.

"Uncle, I respect you with this glass." After drinking for three rounds, I stood up holding the glass, "I have always wanted to say thank you to Uncle, but it is a pity that I didn't have this opportunity until today."

"Huh?" He didn't understand.

"Thank you for burying Captain Roberts." I solemnly drank the glass of wine.

"He...you know him..." Drake's eyes were a little blurred, probably because he was lost in the past.

Soon, he began to mutter to himself:

"Klauen, I've never encountered such a pirate... You don't know, the hail of bullets that day could not stop his crew, each of them seemed to have forgotten that they were still on the battlefield. Crying on Roberts... such a cruel and stubborn pirate would cry bitterly!"

Why not?I sighed with a wry smile.

Kidd's eyes full of anger and mourning that night seem to be still seared in my mind.Across the far sea and fog, it can be conveyed unimpeded - such complex emotions.It suddenly became real, leaving only a feeling like a blazing fire.

"I used to think that the so-called pirates are just a bunch of loose sand gathered together for profit..." He drank another glass of wine.

"Who says pirates don't have hate and love?" I was a bit at a loss. "Benefits, what is it?"

"What about you?" His cheeks were also flushed, and he was obviously a little drunk. "Why did you suffer such a serious injury? Aren't you very powerful in the rumors?"

"No way...they're all nonsense. I'm powerless in a fight!"

I shudder to think of Tinch's lustful eyes.Although I had been prepared for a long time and tried my best to use my knowledge and knowledge to affect Ting Qi's aim, I managed to avoid the critical point, but I still almost lost my life.

It is said that people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, so how greedy can people be?

"Uncle, you are really 'uninhibited' as a navy." I patted Drake on the shoulder familiarly. "These days, navies like yours are really getting rarer and rarer."

Before he knew it, a guy with a long pink ponytail, a maple sharkskin bow, and a raven-feathered arrow suddenly appeared in his mind.Speaking of which, he can be regarded as an "alternative" in the navy, right?

"You don't understand, Crane," Drake's eyes suddenly became serious, "You don't know how many 'secrets' and 'dirty' the Navy has."

Mentioning this, his eyes dimmed again.

"I once had a comrade-in-arms, he was the leader in CP9, even in the whole CP9, he was the only one!" His tone was full of pride.

"But do you know what happened to him in the end?" He said sarcastically, "He was sentenced to death by the world ZF!"

"How?" I raised my eyebrows in surprise.

"Just because he has seen too much of their filth and knows too much of their secrets."

Everything is desolate, but there is no place to talk about lonely graves.

"Besides, he was already thinking of quitting at that time. This is not allowed by the world's ZF!"

Drake slammed his fist on the table, the amber Rum shattered, and the wine stains on the table were as bitter as undried tears.

"Dare to ask his name?" I thought of the guy who used "Navy Six" to encircle the sky and water plants with Aiwen last time.

"Xin." He said a name that looked like a nickname.

"Hindley?" I blurted out, seeing the astonishment on the uncle's face, I secretly affirmed the answer in my heart.

"He's in Cristi now, not far from here," I added.

"Tsk..." He sighed and asked, "How is he doing?"

"I don't know," I shook my head lightly, "He joined the Revolutionary Army, and he seems to be doing well."

"I know." He poured a glass of wine and took a sip, not knowing what it was like. "On the day of execution, the revolutionary army took him away."

"Fortunately..." I breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously.

"So you came to South China Sea to see Schindler." I remembered what he said just now about the purpose of coming to South China Sea.

"No," he denied it to my surprise. "I'm here to see Sakalski..."

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Eh?Am I hallucinating! !

"He was my senior when I was in military school." He explained calmly.

"...Is that so, uh huh, what a coincidence..." I petrified.

"Do you know how they used to call Xin?" the uncle asked me suddenly.

I wait quietly for an answer.

"They call him Death."

"The so-called 'Reaper' is a guy like Xin. As long as he is his prey, no matter how hard he struggles, he will never escape!"

On Uncle Drake's face, there was a deep pride.

The aroma of Rum lingered in the air, and I suddenly remembered that many years ago, I raised a glass with Christie's tavern uncle in the same way...

Before that, there were many friends who couldn't remember their faces on the island of Forever in their hometown.On that day, they all became sacrifices to the flames of war...

Sora who died in battle in Christi's nameless warehouse, I still remember when we were fishing together on King Ming...

In the future, how many partners will turn into dust?

Tears flowed down suddenly, and I asked Drake in a daze:

"Hey, uncle, why do you think people die?"

"Yes, why do people have to die? Why do people who are alive suffer so much?"

The author has something to say: Keke, our speed is so fast! 【rub】

Well, after three and a half months, we are finally resurrected!roar

If you want to say, it's almost the following point...

First, yes!Drake is the Uncle Rum mentioned in the copy!Ho ho!The daughter of the Wa family finally has a year-end friend!Pfft... why is it so awkward to catch your feet...

Second, if Minasan is interested in the information about Black Rum, you can go to Du Niang.

Third, Aiwen's weapons: Maple Sharkskin Bow, Raven Feather Arrows.Part of it is based on Du Niang, and part of it is our own imagination.

In fact, in terms of weapons and equipment, it can reflect our partiality for Aiwen...

Fourth, Schindler is Schindler, and Drake will affectionately call him "Sin".Well, about their relationship, Minasan can imagine it!Acridine haha...

Fifth, preview: The next chapter is Schindler's story in CP9.

Sixth, my generation loves Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine" a lot lately~~Twist~~

Looks like it's gone...

Well, that's it.

In the future, we will try our best to achieve "three shifts a day" during the holidays!roar

PS. Actually, if you think about it carefully...

Meow meow!My daughter has been soaking in the sea for more than three months! ! !