Chapter 47: A Place

Ward had already heard about the town where the Redbeard Pirates often stopped, and after preparing for a while, William went to live alone in the town's tavern.

His outfit was different from the past, his hair had grown a lot, he had grown some beard, he had changed his habit of keeping his clothes neat and tidy, and now he looked a lot sloppier, with wine stains on the collar and cuffs, a small hole in the hem of his clothes burned by cigarette butts, and even the knife around his waist had been replaced by a scimitar common among pirates.

And I don't know if it's because of the [Robust] specialty, or other reasons, he has recently grown taller again, and he has risen to 1.9 meters, if he just sweeps roughly, it is difficult to associate with his previous image.

The taverns in this world often double as hotels, including three religions and nine streams, both guests and drinkers are mixed, full of sailors and merchants from all over the world, often the most well-informed place in the local area, when William first arrived, the Redbeard Pirates had not yet arrived, but he already knew from the mouth of the drinker that the information provided by Ward was true, so he waited patiently here for nearly half a month.

Until one morning, when William woke up in his room, he knew that the Redbeard Pirates had probably come to town to rest.

The town's taverns have poor soundproofing, and most of the consumers who come here are drunk for the purpose of getting drunk, so they are noisy all day long, whether it is late at night or early in the morning, the noise always surrounds the inside and outside of the tavern, but today it has changed.

When William cleaned up briefly, walked out of the room, and walked down the stairs to the first floor, he found that the situation was indeed as he expected, near the bar, a group of men with a strong smell were drinking.

A man nearly two meters tall, with solid muscles and a wide shirt propped up like a straitjacket, was sitting alone at the bar, and the wooden high chair looked like a small stool under his bear-like sturdy figure.

This man's face was full of flesh, and his face was covered with fine red hair like steel needles.

The bartender carefully mixed a glass of wine for the man who was clearly the leader, this rugged man, who was unexpectedly inconsistent with his appearance, nodded casually to the bartender, and then pinched the glass that seemed too delicate for his large body, and instead of drinking it all, he slowly tasted it.

The other customers in the tavern, no one dared to show the slightest dissatisfaction with the man occupying an entire bar alone, the drunkards who used to shout and drink in the past, all honestly shrank in their corners, away from the vicinity of the bar, and even lowered their voices when they spoke, and the tavern was no longer noisy, which was why William was sure that the Redbeard Pirates had arrived.

William's heart moved, and according to the description provided by Ward, he felt that this person was likely to be the deputy captain of the Redbeard Pirates, and the veritable number two person in the Pirates, Lacey.

Lacey is the right-hand man of "Redbeard" Barbarossa, and has a careful mind that does not match his appearance, and is responsible for helping Barbarossa manage the affairs of the ship on weekdays, and is considered Barbarossa's big butler.

Reis brought five henchmen, all of whom were veteran pirates on the ship, experienced and occupying the two tables near the bar, looking very relaxed, but sitting in a rather tricky position, and the situation behind each of them could be observed by more than one companion.

From the direction of the gate, the wine table where several old pirates were located happened to be blocked by the top pillars of the tavern, which made these people be able to observe the people who walked into the tavern from the gate for the first time if they were careful, but it was difficult for those who had just entered the tavern to find them at the first time if they were not careful.

Although these old pirates may be tall or short, fat or thin, they all have one thing in common, that is, they have a fierce face, and they all carry weapons, either with scimitars or hand axes, and two of them have pistols pinned to their waists, and there is no intention of concealing them.

The barkeeper sneered, and ran back and forth like a few waiters, obeying the bandits.

Pirates are also human beings, they don't want to live in a deserted place, they loot for money, in order to live a better life, so they will not run to any place where there are people, they will definitely choose to turn the local land into nothing.

In the town where William is now, it is not the first time that the Redbeard Pirates have come to rest, and the tavern owner knows that although he will inevitably break the fortune, as long as he does not cause trouble, he will not anger the vice-captain of the pirates who looks very terrifying in front of him.

It's just pirates, and they've always been synonymous with trouble.

The three strong men pushed open the door of the tavern, glanced down the hall, and walked towards the bar.

The tavernkeeper's face was bitter, but he didn't dare to stop it, because this group of people was also vicious, and everyone wanted to stick a scimitar.

"You're the red-bearded pirates' vice-captain, Lacey?" the three strong men walked to the bar, and an old pirate was still sitting on a chair, but lazily stretched out his legs to block their way, and the one who seemed to be in the lead asked when he saw this.

Lacey turned his head, looked the three of them up and down, then turned back again, continued to drink the wine in his hand, and said lightly: "What are you looking for me?"

"We want to get on board. ”

"You want to get on the ship and go to the docks to find our crew, what are you looking for me for?"

The strong man in the lead gritted his teeth: "You people on the dock said that there is no shortage of manpower on the ship now, so ......." ”

"So you're coming to me, the vice-captain?" Lacey drank all the wine, smashed it, and seemed to think it tasted good, so he pushed the wine glass to the bartender, motioned for him to mix another glass, and said noncommittally, "When you are a pirate, everyone wants to live, everyone wants to get rich, so everyone wants to join a powerful pirate group, but the question is, why should we let you get on the ship?"

"My companions and I are good hands!

Hearing this, Lacey sneered: "Good hand? Everyone who wants to get on our ship will say this, is it a good hand, not a good hand, not a mouthful, those who can survive a few naval battles are considered good hands in my eyes, as for killing, which one of my ships has not killed anyone?"

The strong man in the lead looked embarrassed, and then he heard Reis say: "Don't say that I won't give you a chance, now there is just one less person on the ship, and there is a vacant seat, do you want to get on the ship? ”

William had already walked behind the three strong men at some point, just in time to hear this.

The man in front of him heard the footsteps, and because he was in a bad mood because he had been laughed at by Resis before, he turned his head and said viciously to him, "Get out of the way!"

After he finished speaking, he turned his head away carelessly, but as soon as he turned his head, he felt a pain in his scalp, and William had already grabbed his hair.

William's left hand that grabbed the opponent's hair and exerted force backwards, taking advantage of the opponent's pain and the center of gravity subconsciously leaning back, he had already kicked on the opponent's knee socket, kicked him half to the ground, and his left hand used force again, breaking his head back, and his free right hand was clenched into a fist, the index finger was protruding, and a punch hit the opponent's Adam's apple.