Chapter 61 Petition (I)

Hyreddin sat against the wall, and Edmund's fierce face leaned in, "Remember me?"

Hayreddin looked at the young face with some blankness, a little familiar, but he couldn't remember the memories in the slightest. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The Redbeard Pirates have listened to Alcatio's robbery of countless ships, like Edmund and Wallon's time, not the first, let alone the last, after a few months, Hereddin has only seen Edmund in a hurry, and naturally it is impossible to keep his face firmly in mind.

Seeing this, Edmund moved his nose and grabbed Hyreddin's head and slammed it against the wall, and the eyes of Hyreddin, who was directly hit, slowly oozing blood from his nose, and Aramis hurriedly grabbed him.

"He can't die yet. Aramis gritted his teeth and persuaded.

Edmund stared at the faint Hyreddin for a long time with bloodshot eyes, and then with some difficulty removed his murderous gaze and took out the phone bug from his arms.

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Chloe's face was red, and he staggered into the alley, but before he had taken two steps, he stepped into a puddle, which made him even worse tempered, and cursed incessantly, scolding the ghetto, scolding pirates, scolding Barbarossa, scolding Arcatio, and even scolding Stolt, that is, William.

As Chloe walked along the wall while leaning on the wall, he noticed a familiar smell, mixed with the rancid smell of garbage, coming to his nose.

Chloe shuddered, closed her mouth, put her fingers under her glasses, and wiped her eyes, and found that there seemed to be a person lying at the base of the wall not far away.

He walked cautiously, and the man didn't react, so he grabbed the other person's shoulder and gently turned the other person over.

Chloe's face suddenly turned pale, and some of the alcohol seemed to come out of his body in a cold sweat that suddenly oozes out, making him much clearer.

The person in front of him, rather the corpse, did not know who had cut a wound in his throat, the blood seemed to have run out, and he did not know how long he had been dead.

The window of a small two-story building next to the alley was suddenly opened, and Chloe subconsciously looked up when he heard the voice, and then saw a white powder falling from the sky.

Chloe subconsciously closed his eyes and stepped back, but unfortunately he was drunk, even if his consciousness was somewhat clear, his body still followed the objective law, making him feel his legs weak, and he couldn't get out of the powder shroud at the first time.

The powder fell onto Chloe's skin, mixing with the sweat, and a burning sensation suddenly came.

Cloe panicked in his heart, and there was a sound of footsteps and breaking the air in his ears, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, the presence of the night, and the lime stained on his face made him unable to see his surroundings clearly, and could only faintly see a figure.

Chloe subconsciously avoided it, and then his shoulder hurt, as if he had been hit hard with an iron rod, his body was unbalanced, and he suddenly fell to the ground.

Chloe, who fell to the ground, was half-lying on his stomach, and his right hand was hidden in his arms, reaching the pistol and dagger that had been carrying it.

Chloe used to boast of both wisdom and bravery, because he felt that in the current environment, doing maritime business also required a certain amount of force, which at least could ensure that there was no such thing as a sailor's rebellion as much as possible, but there was not much sense of urgency at that time, so he did not train hard, and he did not develop the habit of carrying weapons with him.

But he didn't expect this talent of his to be favored by the Buendia family trading company, and after the death of his previous quartermaster, let him replace the other party and join the Redbeard Pirates.

Since then, the insecure Chloe has focused more on improving his own strength, and like other pirates, he carries weapons with him even when he goes ashore to rest.

Turning, Chloe saw a tall, bloated figure rushing towards him through the gap in his narrowed eyes, he pulled out his pistol, unceremoniously aimed at the other party, and pulled the trigger.

With a "bang" gunshot, the lead bullet directly sank into the opponent's lower abdomen, Chloe turned over, sat back and watched the bloated figure slam on the ground, and also avoided being suppressed, and then a terrible howl came from the mouth of the fallen man.

Chloe had already taken out the short dagger at this time, and it could be seen that there was no handle behind the short dagger, only a finger sleeve, Chloe quickly put the strange short dagger on his index finger, and then turned over, half lying on the ground, his body arched slightly, like a feline, in a vigilant posture.

But the breeze blew, and no one in the alley appeared and attacked him, except for the wailing of the man on the ground.

Chloe was confused, and only then did he realize that the wailing seemed familiar, and he carefully wiped the lime from the corners of his eyes, and with his red eyes open, he looked at the tall, bloated figure lying on the ground.

The sky also seemed to give Chloe a thin face, and the dark clouds just shone away from the moon, allowing the moonlight to dispel some of the darkness.

The cold moonlight cast on the alley, reflecting on the face of the man on the ground, the familiar bald head, and the fat face full of scars clearly fell into Chloe's eyes.

Why Hareddin!?

Chloe's mind thundered, his hands and feet were cold, and his heart was even more terrified than when he had just been attacked suddenly.

All kinds of thoughts and doubts flooded in his head.

Why is Hayreddin here? Barbarossa is trying to kill me? Did I just get drunk and go crazy and kill Hayreddin?

But in the end, these doubts all came together - what would Barbarossa do if she knew that I had killed Hayreddin?

Chloe was shaking like chaff, his legs were limp, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks.

There is no doubt that he is dead. Lacey and Hayreddin, the first brothers to go to sea with Barbarossa, have the experience of being born and died together, and are also related by blood, Hyreddin is irritable and irritable, and has a perverse personality, if it weren't for the deep relationship with Barbarossa, if he changed the captain, he would have kicked this kind of goods that would only cause trouble off the ship.

There was a movement behind him, Chloe turned his head a little sluggishly, and a dark-skinned man in a white seaman's suit and a blue scarf was already standing behind him at some point, looking at him condescendingly.

Navy!

Chloe's pupils shrank, and then he heard the navy soldier suddenly say coldly, "Get out!"

Then the navy soldier flew up and kicked Chloe in the chest, directly kicking Chloe into a rolling gourd, rolling twice on the ground.

Chloe's head was in a mess, and he didn't care about the pistol he dropped because of his panic, and hurriedly fled the alley.

The navy soldier waited for Chloe to leave, before squatting down beside Hyreddin, whose breathing was getting weaker and weaker, with a cold face, took out a black turban with the pirate logo from his arms, tore it, and then forcibly broke Hyreddin's fingers, twisted it into a ball, and stuffed it into his hand.