In a certain tavern in the shipwreck port, Zhao Qian was sitting on a certain wine table, with two glasses of gold medal rum ordered by someone unknown.
To be honest, this kind of tavern can be said to be one of the most common shops in the shipwreck port, along with ship repair shops and weapons and equipment shops.
Drinks are a second life for some pirates.
"Aren't you going to drink?"
Seeing the female companion sitting next to him taking a sip of rum from the glass cup, Zhao Qian shook his head and said nothing.
He was already full, and he would probably vomit if he drank any more.
You can never imagine the enthusiasm that ordinary people have for a hero, especially when the hero everyone calls you greets you in front of a group of people.
This undoubtedly greatly satisfied their vanity in some aspects.
As for the beautiful and elegant Merlin next to Zhao Qian, from every aspect she looked more like a female companion that only a strong man should have.
Many pirates took a few furtive glances to enjoy themselves.
Human beings are such natural creatures sometimes.
In the noisy tavern, the atmosphere became quiet with the appearance of an angry person.
Cui Hu.
When I saw the back of someone sitting at a certain wine table, I walked straight over and waved my head at this time.
"call" There was a sound of wind behind him, and Zhao Qian subconsciously turned his head, and a fist as big as a sandbag rubbed his head.
Standing up, Zhao Qian looked at the group of people in front of him, his eyes full of confusion and confusion.
"This gentleman" “I’ll throw Lei’s old mother to catch him.”
Cui Hu roared angrily and punched out again.
Zhao Qian watched calmly, dodged the fist of the strong man in front of him, and then punched him.
Right in the lower abdomen.
The men behind the man moved the tables and chairs in the tavern familiarly and gathered around him.
A brawl is about to break out.
"Bang" Cui Hu stood up, glaring angrily at the down-and-out nobleman who had just joined the industry in front of him, but did not make a move.
Because of the scattered drinkers in the tavern and the flintlock gun held by the bartender on the bar.
"Singaporean egg, if you make trouble again, I will blow up the empty hollow ball on your shoulder."
"Vince."
Cui Hu suppressed his anger, because he knew that the owner of the tavern here definitely meant what he said.
He once used many lives to confirm the goals set by the first pirate conference in the shipwreck port. rule.
Pirates in the Shipwreck Port are prohibited from fighting privately, and the shop owners have the right to kill pirates who fight in shops at the port.
If you really need it, you can go to a place in the harbor that is popular with many pirates and gamblers, the Death Arena.
To some extent, we can see that some pirates imitated the management model of the nobles they envied.
"Do you want me to say it again?
If you want to fight, go to the death arena."
Another shot was fired, followed by more and more men with guns.
They were both settled residents of the shipwreck port and the once majestic outlaws.
Sometimes, rules are always maintained with blood.
The guns were pointed at Cui Hu and the others with angry faces, as well as Zhao Qian and the others.
Calmly following the enemies who appeared out of nowhere, Zhao Qian looked at the strong man with a fist in his right hand.
"What's up" "Where are my things?"
"what" "My mother's jade."
The two asked and answered questions, and Zhao Qian looked at the man who was on the verge of going berserk.
"It has something to do with me" He lowered his head and stood under a piece of waterproof sailing cloth, lit a cigarette, and looked at the group of people.
The war between the two sides may break out because of this.
It was raining heavily outside the tavern, and on both sides were flintlock guns watching eagerly to stop some people from being impulsive.
Suppressing his anger, the second officer of the Queen looked at the Western boy in front of him.
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"You hand it over and we can cancel it all."
This man is not stupid, although he is a little confused because he just lost something important.
Now that he thought about it, there was something wrong in it.
But he also bit the guy in front of him, which some people thought was undoubtedly a smart move.
But it seemed a bit stupid to Zhao Qian.
Not far behind him, Merlin, who was hiding from the rain under the eaves of the tavern, pursed his lips as if he had encountered something interesting, and laughed.
"Then, see you in the death arena."
The third officer of the Black Baron said, and he glanced at the four people opposite him confidently.
In fact, Zhao Qian was too lazy to think that much.
Now it seems that someone is plotting against him, and the best way to break the situation is not to follow the clues in the game, but to destroy the source of all clues.
Just like now, he was a little annoyed because of Davy Jones's power, and he was really a little angry at the sudden trouble that came to his door.
He has always been famous for his good temper in the border town.
And according to some of the news he got, it seemed that he could leave as long as he completed the fourth main mission.
Who knew that another golden plot mission would pop up.
Judging from the statement given by the cheongsam woman next to me, although the golden plot mission did not mention compulsion or punishment, it was actually equivalent to a mandatory mission.
Because the penalty for mission failure is notoriously high, it may even cost a traveler several worlds of harvest.
Zhao Qian also remembered that he didn't have many travel points at all, which meant that if he didn't complete the mission, he would definitely die.
Just like the strong man in the car when he came.
Calmly heading towards a place in the harbor where cheers were heard all day and night, Zhao Qian had some plans in mind.
Kill those guys and increase your reputation.
After all, your reputation is not much different from the first place.
As for the woman behind him who came over and wanted something from him, he had some thoughts in his mind.
At least he felt that this veteran was definitely not as simple as he thought.
A person who can walk between the White Lotus Sect and Freemasonry will at least obtain more information than himself.
There was something shining in his eyes.
The woman behind him has also disappeared.
Walk along the loud cheers in the shipwreck harbor.
A wooden sign from the Death Arena is hanging at the entrance, with many traces of wind and sun on it.
Zhao Qian raised his head and looked through the rain curtain, letting the rain hit him.
Taking a few steps forward, he followed Cui Hu to the registration desk of the Death Arena. s: I feel like I’m not in the best mood lately
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