When the wrecked ship sailed out of the morning fog, the old black face forgot to even send the siren.

He got such a nickname because during a raid, the crew of an ocean liner resisted desperately and poured burning fuel oil on his face.

Now his ugly black face was filled with utter consternation, like a piece of scorched wood soaked in ice water.

The Sirius Alliance is one of the best of a dozen pirate forces in the vicinity, and no other ship has ever dared to trespass into Crimson Tide Bay, which means war. And the ship he was seeing was not only a magnificent one, but also had no companions, no heavy weapons, and rushed straight alone, as if asking for death.

There was no death on the deck of the broken ship, dozens of natives with hideous faces were rumbling and beating drums, the drums were low and dull, and the old black face's heartbeat couldn't help but thump.

The natives dance in bizarre postures, and each person's movements are different, and the variety is extremely chaotic. In the circle they formed, there was a girl tied to the bow of the boat, with only a few tight animal skins around her body, and her snow-white body and charming curves made the old black face immediately have a physiological reaction.

He was in his early fifties, staring at the lamb-like girl, but he was impulsive like a junior brother. The drums drew the other pirates, and the guys reacted similarly to him.

Mist, broken ship, indigenous, half-naked beauty.

This picture is eerie enough, but it reveals a primitive temptation that is enough to stir up a man's wild surname. The girl looked frightened, twisting her body in the cool sea breeze, her waist softer than a snake, and her legs tightly twisted together like a shy summons.

The nosebleed from the old black face flowed out, and a few people not far away were also scrambling to wipe their faces.

The pirates never thought they would save the beauty one day, and after the first shot was fired, the natives all dispersed and looked down in horror. The old black face climbed onto the boat, and before he could shout "Kill those who resist" as was customary, he saw that the unarmed indigenous man had carried the girl in front of him.

The old black face's killing intent, which was not exuberant in the first place, was wiped out by this sacrificial-like scene.

The Sirius Alliance was formed by the merger of two forces, and the big leader, Chawang, soon arrived, and when he saw that there was not even a sailor on the ship, he couldn't help but be a little puzzled, but his eyes immediately fell on the girl, and he couldn't move anymore.

"This old ship has been refitted, and something is wrong." Ali, the second leader, patted the reinforcing steel plate on the side of the ship and warned that Chawang might be cheating.

"The whole ship can't find a single firearm, what are you afraid of?" Tsavong had long been accustomed to refuting his opinion on anything, and raised his hand to signal his subordinates not to kill for the time being.

The natives offered the girl and praised her in a language they could not understand, while dancing around Tsawang.

Tsavong looked at them suspiciously, and slowly raised his hand to lift the girl's chin.

The girl had eyes as blue as the sea, which were full of tears and horror. Chawang was met by her gaze, and it was like being struck by lightning on the spot, and there was only one place left in his body to react.

Tsavan had heard rumors of the islands' natives offering living people to the god of the sea, but he did not believe that he had become the god of the sea in their eyes. As an out-and-out pirate stance, he didn't think there was anything wrong with having dozens of more free laborers under his command. As for Ali's concerns, he thought they were unnecessary, who would be stupid enough to attack Sirius in such an unbelievable way?

The natives were imprisoned in the bay, and despite the repeated admonitions of the second leader, Ali, the guards seemed absent-minded - it was clear that the wildlings, who were more comical than monkeys, had nothing to do but be funny, and there was no need to stare at all. The guard's attention was in the direction of the camp where the leader lived, and the girl had just been carried in by Chawang in a hurry.

Can such a petite body withstand the tall and tall Chawang of the cow? The old black face turned back to the sentry lot step by step, imagining the scene of the giant ape ravaging the lamb, and his throat was a little dry.

The last time he had fun was on an East Asian cruise ship. The raid went unusually well, with so much oil and water that every pirate felt like a carnival. The old black face stared at a mother and daughter, the daughter was too young, and the mother took the initiative to remove her clothes in desperation, begging him not to touch the child.

The old black face had a good day, and of course he didn't take the mother's pleading, and the pleasing, and the pleasure he did with all his might. Today's girl reminded him of the last time, the same young and beautiful, maybe the same tossed alive to death.

He only hated himself for not being Tsavong.

The young man who stood up from the shallows made the old black face freeze, and he was reaching into the crotch of his trousers, and before he could fire a warning shot, a short spear was pierced through the chest.

Chen Mo stood waist-deep in the seawater, quietly watching the other party breathe, and then waved his hand.

More than a dozen canoes made from the trunk of a giant tree quietly appeared in the mist, breaking the waterline in the seaweed-stained Red Tide Bay. Armed with a strong bow of a walking dog, the brute-toothed man jumped into the water like a dumpling, and according to tribal custom, each person had hideous oil paint painted on his face, and a blowpipe and dog-legged knife were stuck diagonally at his waist.

It's hunt time.

The old ship untied the tow line in the last stretch of the sea. The sailors were left in the canoes and waited for the triumph of the crowd.

The first Barbarians were skilled hunters, and the fog that permeated the Gulf Gorge made it easy for them to break through the Sirius cordon. When the rain of arrows came, all the pirates roaming the tidal flats fell silently, and even if they broke the oily skin, they were killed instantly.

Prior to this operation, Kamuza had refined a large pot of black nails for fierce poison. The order of the true god made him and his people not understand why, even if the arrows were poisoned, the prey they shot would no longer be able to eat, but now some of the archers began to wake up - they only came here for the simple slaughter, and no one needed the raw meat.

"Be careful." Chen Mo whispered.

Mo Hongmei looked at him coldly, still angry about Luo Li's affairs.

The entire infiltration process was like mercury pouring out of the ground, and the barbarian tooth people's front lines were fanned out, and the best archers were guarding Chen Mo's side. In his perceptual state, no matter where an enemy appears in front of him, he will be shot by a strong bow in the morning fog as soon as possible. Kamuza, who is also a witch doctor and patriarch, personally went into battle with the body of gold in the eyes of the barbarian tooth man, followed Chen Mo's ass all the way, smeared him with amulet water mixed with the feces and urine of three fierce beasts, and chanted words in his mouth.

Chen Mo's body stinks to death, but he doesn't have time to pay attention to this ghostly old man. The "captive" of the barbarian fangs locked up in the east was signaling with a vivid birdsong, and he made the old man respond and lead the people straight over.

The Sirius camp was built in the valley, and Tsavan occupied the largest wooden house. He kicked the door open, threw the girl onto the mat, and pounced on her breathlessly.

The girl curled up, not dodging or dodging, her blue eyes fixed on the door.

Chawang looked back, and the two guards also followed, smiling and waving his hand: "Close the door and go out, my little beauty will be shy!" ”

Stir-frying in a large pot is a popular style of hedonism among pirates, but this time Tsavan plans to eat it alone. After the door was opened, the girl somehow smiled charmingly, and there was no longer a trace of horror on her face, "Are you the boss here?" ”

"Yes, follow me to promise you have a good time!" Chawang patted his black-haired chest, and then wondered, "Are you a tourist?" How can you speak English? ”

"I'm your aunt!" Luo Li's eyes suddenly cold, and he pinched the big hand he touched.

Chawang's palm suddenly turned into the shape of a chicken claw, and his bones burst under the terrifying force. He howled out in agony, not understanding how this cowardly little beauty could suddenly become a strong female beast, and she herself became the purest lamb.

Gunshots rang out from outside the house, resounding in all directions. Only then did Tsavan know that the boat was really strange, and at the same time, Luo Li had mercilessly broken his other arm.

Luo Li dragged the pirate leader, who was two heads taller than herself, out like a chicken. The camp was in chaos, and many people were even more confused when they saw that Chawang was being held hostage by the girl.

"Who are you? General Steel Horse's men? Between the shootouts, Leader No. 2 Ali hid behind the bunker and asked in a loud voice with a mixture of anger.

"What is a steel horse! Lay down your arms now, or you'll all die!" Luo Li sneered.

On the other side, Chen Mo saw that someone among the pirates was raising a gun and aiming at Luo Li, and immediately strode out, afraid that this little girl would lose her hostage. After a few shots, he continued on his way as if nothing had happened, and as soon as the pirate who fired the shot showed a shocked face, he was pierced in the eye by a flying feathered arrow, and was killed instantly.

The pirates were outnumbered, but they were crushed in the camp and were under attack, and the situation was extremely unfavorable. Ali stopped his men from continuing to fire, staring at Chen Mo, who was naked, unable to figure out whether he was facing a person or a kraken in a nightmare.

"Who's the head?" Chen Mo asked.

Luo Li picked up Chawang, who was soft into a mess of mud, and said lightly: "He is." ”

"Ask who else is in charge."

Luo Li asked sharply, and Ali hesitated for a moment before standing up. In terms of courage, he has always been much better than Chawang, and now he thought that it was an annexation action initiated by other organizations, so he walked up to Chen Mo with a few henchmen.

The fire between pirates, but once it comes to the confrontation and negotiation, no one will use force for the time being. Ali has been suppressed by Chawang for a long time, and he doesn't care about his life or death, but seeing that Chen Mo's side has the upper hand, he is unsure in his heart.

"Kill him, you make the head." Chen Mo smiled at Ali Sen and pointed at Cha Wang.

Not only Ali, but even Luo Li had a strange look.

Tsavon's old subordinates had taken up sixty percent of Sirius's total number after the merger, and Ali knew very well that if that number was any larger, there would probably be no place for him now. Everyone wanted to be the boss, but he couldn't be sure of Chen Mo's intentions.

Chen Mo raised his hand, and the barbarian people around the camp shouted wildly, and firearms rang out in unison. Chawang watched as a petite white-clothed figure moved around the periphery, and the entire wooden house was torn apart as if it had been bombarded by mortar shells, and the roof flew straight into the air, and he couldn't help but change color again.

"Follow me, and all the people you will collect in the future will be under your control." Chen Mo didn't say what would happen if Ali didn't do it, he only grabbed a pirate's rifle and slowly twisted the barrel into a twist.

Ali looked at the crazy ambition in his eyes, looked at his demoralized subordinates, hesitated slightly, and pulled out his gun to put it on Tsawang's head.

"It's not necessarily a good idea." After the gunshot, Luo Li said in Chinese.

"It's just a vote." Chen Mo replied coldly.

(To be continued)