Grant, don't want to live that life.

During the day, I nested in a small hotel, with a prostitute whose name I didn't know in my arms, and if I wanted to go out to get something delicious, I had to wear a big hat to cover my face, and I was nervous at the slightest movement.

At night, I finally had the opportunity to walk calmly on the street to breathe, but I was alone on this bleak street, the cold wind was blowing, and the dead leaves were rolling under my feet.

It's called, loneliness.

He is very rich, and every time he finishes a crime, he will have a net worth of at least thousands of silver coins, but he will never be able to participate in the drinking party of the upper class, and he will not be able to go anywhere that will be noticed by the crowd, let alone accept the admiration of beautiful girls, so he can only be a poor rich man.

He had wanted to run away with his money countless times, but where could he go?

The Nordics are icy and snowy, and they are still being infested by the Vikings.

Eastern Europe is in the midst of war, and the barbarians of West Asia are not easy to mess with.

Africa?

So, he couldn't go anywhere, he wanted to follow the fleet.

"Uh" he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to start.

"Considered it?"

"Can I stay on board and not be your sailor?"

"I'm sorry Grant, although you saved me, you can't eat and drink with me for the rest of your life, do you? ”

"Hey, I can help you get things right, like I did last time. ”

"There are a lot of people who can help me get things out, I just have to obey me. ”

"No discussion?"

"No discussion. Zheng Fei's attitude was very resolute.

"Damn" Grant patted his head, raised his arms and threw the empty flask into the sea, "Okay, I promise you!"

It's not okay to promise verbally, Zheng Fei looked at him with an unhappy face, and he had to frustrate his sharpness.

"Since you agree to be my sailor, go to the sea to practice swimming, and in the future, if you are shipwrecked, no one will have the strength to save you. ”

"But I can swim!" Grant glared, not expecting to be straightened so soon.

"Just because you can swim doesn't mean you can swim well. Zheng Fei shrugged.

After a pause, Grant rolled his eyes and said, "In this way, let's compete, if I win, I won't have to swim in the future, okay?"

This is the second time Zheng Fei has been challenged, the last time was when he was the first mate on the St. Hurence, the challenger was the boatswain, and the guy was a retired national team member.

He smiled and replied, "If you lose, you must obey my orders unconditionally in the future, and you are not allowed to shirk." ”

"No problem!" Grant twisted his neck and moved his muscles, smiling confidently at the sea breeze, and he swam a few times back and forth on the Rhine every summer, and he was sure of his swimming skills.

Of course, he didn't understand what kind of character was standing in front of him, and he didn't think he needed to.

After getting off the watchtower, they took off their shirts and stood on the side of the ship to prepare for the event, and the sailors, who had just finished ten laps around the deck, looked at them breathlessly and curiously.

"Swim up there from here, about eighty meters. Zheng Fei raised his hand and pointed directly at the New World, and then said, "Whoever is faster wins." ”

To be honest, when Grant saw Zheng Fei's "sexy" muscles, he couldn't help but feel a little weak, but this was only short-lived, and he quickly regained his self-confidence, because in his more than ten years of ranger career, there are many muscular men who have been defeated by his hands.

"Yes. Grant answered, and stood on the side of the boat to dive.

"Be careful not to get bitten on the leg by sharks. Zheng Fei laughed and stood up waiting for Hans to give the order.

The sailors stared at them like a fanciful one, one was a charismatic captain, the other was a legendary swordsman by word of mouth, who would win the contest?

Hans raised his arm and said, "Three!

Before he could finish his shout, Grant suddenly jumped into the sea and swam with all his strength towards the New World, which many years later people called his swimming, dog planing.

Zheng Fei was surprised, then smiled slightly, jump!

"Come and play, guys! I'll bet on the captain for a silver coin!"

"Then I'll bet on Grant!"

"Grant!"

"Captain!"

One after another, they increased their weight, including the sailors of the North America and the New World, who also hurriedly placed bets when they saw this scene, not letting go of the great opportunity to gamble.

On the surface of the sea, facing a small wave, Grant tried his best to paddle his arms and kick his legs, and his thigh was pierced by a thorny sea creature.

"Get out of the way, you damn guy!" he cursed, turned his head a little and glanced back, seeing that Zheng Fei had been dumped by himself for a long time, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and just opened his mouth to laugh Who Cheng wanted to choke on the seawater, which was bitter and astringent.

On the deck, the sailors who pressed Zheng Fei to win became anxious, sweating in their palms, worried and waiting, but Zheng Fei did not catch up with the trend.

When it was over, they thought, "Shining silver coin, will you be fine without my pocket?"

Everyone felt that the overall situation had been decided and stopped paying attention, so when Zheng Fei suddenly got into the water, no one noticed.

"Grant has twenty-five meters left. ”

"Twenty meters. ”

"Where's the captain?"

Towards the end, they remembered that Zheng Fei hadn't shown his head for a long time, and almost at the same time, they became nervous.

"It won't be"

Sharks, sea snakes, giant squid, legendary sea monsters?

"Captain!" they shouted as they lay on the side of the ship, panicking.

Santiago was the first to calm down and commanded, "Hop on the sampan and find it, quick!"

They seemed to be shouting to the captain? Grant muttered to himself, "Is that guy going to catch up?" There were waves in the way, and he swam hard, and his muscles were sore, and his body was almost at the limit, so he didn't have time to distract himself from guessing, and he looked back, paddling forward little by little against the waves.

Finally, it was only five meters! He kicked his leg excitedly, straightened his arms and prepared to pat the hull of the New World.

Suddenly, Zheng Fei came out of the water with his wet hair and appeared in front of him with a radiant face.

"Hey, it's been a long time since I've been so cool!" Zheng Fei wiped his face happily, clutching a transparent gadget in his hand.

Grant's expression can only be described in one word, astonishment.

He stared at Zheng Fei blankly, full of energy, but he was exhausted, not to mention that Zheng Fei still dived, and he lost so completely.

He grabbed the gangway and silently bowed his head and sighed, he was crowned a genius when he was a teenager, and he never lost.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Zheng Fei snapped his fingers.

"I lost, and I will fulfill my promise and obey your orders. Grant pouted, willing to lose.

"Get on board first. Zheng Fei said with a smile.

The sailors, who were busy going down to the sea to search and rescue, did not notice the reversal of form, and hurriedly sat on the small sampan, when suddenly they caught a glimpse of their captain appearing on the deck of the New World.