The ocean is the most magnificent, the most magical, the most dangerous and the most weird.

He is known as the most ferocious pirate leader in this sea, and he is the king of this sea.

As an orphan, he didn't even know what kind of race he was, and he was abandoned on the beach when he was a baby, and the waves did not sweep him away, but let him grow up in the sea, and was brought up by a group of pirates who killed people without blinking.

He didn't know what it was like to be embraced by his mother without a mother, but the icy waters and raging hurricanes gave him the warmest and gentlest sense of security.

In the sea, he gives what he wants, like an arrogant prince. He has no concept of cruelty or indiscriminate killing, and in his eyes there is only prey, just like a lion hunting an antelope, which is the law of nature.

Emotionally, it is more appropriate to say that he is a beast than a man.

The former pirate leader named him "Sean" (Sean), but because of his oriental, seemingly Chinese face, he translated "Sean" into "Xiao", and the pirate flag is also a seal of the "Xiao" character.

His pirate army, in the name of "Marshal", raised the banner of fear. In these three areas, at some point, the military will compromise with him. The prey he fancies, no one has ever dared to fight with him, and he has never missed. At sea he is the hegemon, and on land, his name makes those who deal with him dare not be excused.

The moon on the sea is beautiful, so beautiful that it has a kind of Shakespearean poetry.

Just when the moon is dark and the wind is high, and the night is cool.

In the sea area, a big ship arrogantly hoisting the pirate flag unscrupulously cut in front of a huge cruise ship, and the cruise ship was outflanked by large and small pirate ships in front and back, left and right, like a powerless trapped beast. Tonight, the sea is particularly quiet, and the deep water swaying on the hull of the ship stirs up small and small waves, as if to accompany the melodious sound of Chopin's music.

The three-dimensional sound system in the cabin played the "Chopin Nocturne" of the piano solo, and the beautiful and quiet notes and melodies made the night even more quiet.

The sea breeze blew up his fine hair, and the moonlight glowed faintly on his wheat-colored skin, and his face looked particularly soft in the moonlight.

This is the captain of the bodyguard who is curled up on the ground with a pistol in his right hand, and a Napoleonic silver wine jug in his left hand to pour wine into his mouth.

Xiao has a peaceful complexion, and at this time he is particularly like the statues of ancient Greek sculptures, handsome, handsome, arbitrary, and noble.

He drank the wine without hesitation, threw the small silver kettle to his men, looked condescendingly at the desperate bodyguard captain, and then kicked him in the heart.

The captain of the bodyguard was kicked out of the way, slid to the other end of the deck, and fell out of the railing, his instinctive will to survive made him grab the railing with one hand.

The owl walked slowly along, and the sound of leather shoes sounded on the deck, and the sound of expensive leather shoes was pleasant. For the captain of the bodyguard, it was like a urging note, step by step, and he was terrified to hear it.

Standing in front of the bodyguard captain, the owl half-crouched down, the moonlight cast a shadow on his face, and the breath of death shrouded his body, and he said softly: "I only counted to three." ”

"One ......"

"The fifth-to-last cabin on the B floor of the right wing......" The bodyguard captain gasped sharply and said quickly.

"Two ......"

"Count the diagonal diagonal of the door, and the eleventh floor opens, and there is a dark pavilion in which she hides. After the captain of the bodyguard finished speaking, he vomited a mouthful of blood and closed his eyes tremblingly. He knew that even if he said it, he would not escape death, but under the pressure of the huge shadow of death, his brain was completely out of control, and he blurted it out. Letting himself let go of the hand that grabbed the railing he couldn't do it, and he could only wait for death in despair.

The "three ......" had already heard the click of opening the safe, but the expected gunfire did not sound, and when he opened his eyes again, the owl had already left.

"I suddenly don't want to kill people tonight, Chopin's nocturne smells of blood, and it really smells bad. The owl handed the gun to his men, took a piece of cloth and wiped the toe of his shoes. The shoes were made to order by an old British shoemaker, and he didn't want to see scratches.

On the deck, men and women knelt on the ground staggeringly, all of whom did not resist and did not provoke pirates to kill.

With his legs drooping on the coffee table, he sat in front of the group of people with a big thorn, watching with great interest as his subordinates sorted the group of captives:

A particularly beautiful woman, brought back as a slave girl. The middle and upper ones can be sold for a good price, bundled up in a heap, and driven off another ship. The ugly ones were tied up with the men and rushed to the corner......

Looking at this luxurious and huge cruise ship, looking at the large and small boxes of gold, diamonds and antiques looted, I was in a good mood and quite satisfied with the harvest.

"Boss, I found it. The men pushed a woman with her hands tied in front of him.

"Tie up a for so long!" the owl looked up in displeasure. The woman's hair was messy on her face, and she couldn't see her face clearly, only to see bloodshot at the corners of her mouth, and her civilian clothes were torn in a few places, her eyes were lowered and her head was lowered, trembling slightly.

"Fool!" the owl punched one of the pirates holding the woman to the ground, and the other pirate flinched in shock.

The owl stepped on the head of the fallen pirate, and said coldly: "Didn't you hear my order! This is our gold master!

"Right...... I'm sorry, Chief......" The pirate was kicked in a circle again, and scrambled to his feet.

Only then did Xiao see that both of his subordinates had blue noses and swollen eyes, and looked like pigs, and asked in surprise, "What's the matter?"

"Damn, this stinky knows Chinese kung fu. I have never seen such a beautiful Chinese woman, I want to kiss two people and touch two hands, but I was beaten like this for a moment of carelessness, and I subdued her with a gun. ”

"Hahahaha......" Xiao pointed to these two subordinates who were more than three hundred pounds and as strong as oxen, and bent over with a smile, "Haha...... You, this Chinese woman like a glass doll, knock you down?"

The other pirates burst into laughter and shouted, "You two ......"

"It's this girl who hooked your soul, send it up and slap it yourself! God said that after the beauty hit my left cheek, send her the right cheek and ask her to beat it!"

"Chinese kung fu is a piece of shit, Bruce Lee has been dead for a century, two fools, go back to your mother's belly and drink milk!"

“……”

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He stood upright in front of the woman, his clothes fluttering in the wind, and his hair fluttering in the wind. The ship's lighting system was brightly lit, and the large deck was as bright as day. Amid the loud laughter in his ears, he quietly looked at the woman in front of him.