Jumping out of the cave in a hurry, he lay on his back, breathing in the non-toxic, harmless, and odorless air, and his pupils poured out a sense of escape-like satisfaction, even if he was surrounded by a large circle of enemies, he could not be frightened in the slightest.

Because he knew that he would die here after all, and now he just died a little early.

The sailors pointed their guns at him, always on alert, and a nervous aura spread between them, and a few of them shivered involuntarily.

The more calm Brad became, the stronger the fear that rose in their hearts, this was the first time they had seen Brad, it turned out that this legendary ghost was such a hideous-looking person.

The large pale scar on Brad's face was particularly frightening in the moonlight.

At this moment, in the face of many people who are afraid of him, oh no, it is the ant He curled the corners of his mouth and stretched a comfortable waist, at least in the eyes of outsiders.

Then, he rolled over and sat up.

Because there was too much curiosity in his heart, Zheng Fei didn't give the order to kill him for a long time, stared at his embarrassed but open-minded eyes, was silent for a while, and waved his hand to signal Santiago to tie him up, but he didn't resist.

To tie up ordinary people, you only need to tie your hands and feet, but Brad is surrounded by ropes all over his body, like a mummy, which shows Santiago's fear of his strength.

In fact, whether it is Santiago or other sailors, it is not this killer who is afraid, but his reputation that is getting worse and worse.

Brad grinned speechlessly, sighed, and whispered, "Hey, fatty, if we were in your hometown, on the streets of Venice, I would kill you." ”

Not to be outdone, Santiago glared at him, "I'm not fat, and I'm not a Venetian. ”

The strange attention, amusing answer, made Brad smile, and then hung his head, and his expression gradually appeared gloomy, and he was silent.

Zheng Fei took a sip of wine, raised his eyebrows at the sailors with guns, and gestured.

The sailors put away their guns and went off to clean up the battlefield, count the useful supplies, and well, get those live gas bomb skunks back.

"Finally they're all gone. ”

Brad smiled, glanced at Zheng Fei, and said, "Are you from the East? I went to Central Asia a few years ago, and there were merchants from the East selling porcelain and silk, and their skin color was about the same as yours. ”

Zheng Fei didn't answer, only nodded.

Seeing that he didn't want to deal with himself, Brad exhaled with a wry smile, thought for a moment, and then said, "You didn't order me to be killed, you must have wanted to hear my story, right?

Santiago, who was next to him, stuck out his tongue, untied his flask, patted him on the back to make him look up, and fed him a drink.

"Anyway, I want to change the flask. Santiago said in a cold tone.

Brad swallowed several sips of wine, smacked his lips happily, nodded and praised: "The best brandy, in my opinion, is the best wine in the whole of France, some people say that French wine is the best, but they don't know that French wine making technology is secretly learned from Italy, haha." ”

"You know a lot. Zheng Fei finally said something to him, and said it with a smile, feeling that this killer who was called a ghost was not so heinous.

"Of course, I love wine tasting, when I was in an English castle," he said, and came to an abrupt end, as if Brad's throat was choked, and he swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

Then, the resentment in his eyes was unreservedly revealed.

Time ticked, and after a while, he glanced at the group of sailors who had carefully cleaned the battlefield, and broke the silence again.

People who are dying always have something to say.

"Can you help me get up?" he twisted, jokingly, "I feel like a green worm trapped in a cocoon." ”

With Zheng Fei's consent, Santiago helped him up and leaned against the mast that was tilted at thirty degrees, standing here just in time to see the calm sea under the moonlight.

If there is no pirate blood and wreckage, it is peaceful.

Looking out at the sea, his gaze stretching out into the distance, and then freezing in the starry night sky, Brad always had a smile on his lips.

"Ask whatever you want, I'm dying anyway, and I'm a faithless fellow, and I'm happy to share my secrets with you. He said calmly.

Zheng Feiyu raised his eyebrows slightly, shook the wine jug in his hand, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the sailors who had just turned out a few pork fans, and seemed to ask casually: "Why do you look different from the wanted one?"

"It's not different, it's just an extra scar. Brad pointed to the scar on his face and continued, "I poured a pot of boiling water on my face two months ago to make things easier, and then I became like this. ”

He smiled self-deprecatingly.

These words made Santiago, who had just taken out the beef jerky from his pocket, couldn't help but look sideways and grin.

Ruthless enough.

To be honest, at this moment, Zheng Fei felt a little appreciation and pity for him, the man in front of him, while doing a lot of evil, was also carrying too many things that he shouldn't have carried.

After a moment of silence, Zheng Fei drank the last sip of wine, raised his arms and threw the flask into the sea as a tribute to the dead.

The group of pirates who died at sea may also have unspeakable suffering.

After a pause, he then asked, "Why are you killing?"

"Because you kill, you kill. ”

Brad's answer was like a domineering ruling, his tone was crisp and decisive, and he looked up at the night sky without the slightest emotion in his eyes.

Zheng Fei raised his eyebrows and said, "Let's talk about the first time, the first time of everything is always different." ”

"Ten years ago or twelve years ago, I forgot, I just remember that my father was killed by the Duke's design, and I went back to kill the Duke. Brad was not sad, but he was numb to the memory.

"And then?"

"Later, in order to make money to support myself, I became a killer, so that not only could the money come quickly, but also kill the nobles and rich people with femme fatales. Brad smiled grimly, not at all regretting what he had done.

In this way, I don't know how long later, I suddenly realized something. After a pause, he sighed deeply and continued, "Blood, excite me!"

When he shouted these words, his emotions were visibly agitated, and he clenched his teeth, and a desire to kill seemed to erupt from his pupils.

Killing has become his hobby, which fascinates him.

Looking at his almost crazy face, Zheng Fei frowned, and was about to say something, when he suddenly heard the sailor in the distance shouting: "Captain, there is still a living mouth here!"

He and Brad looked at each other, and in the guy's eyes, there was a hint of worry in addition to the killing.

He couldn't help but be curious, motioned for Santiago to look at Brad, and then hurried forward to see what was going on. (To be continued.) )