Chapter 8: It's a Dragon!!

"Hurry up!"

Standing next to Carl, Jack Sparrow kept glaring at Carl.

His lips didn't move, but the sound squeezed out between his teeth.

"Hurry up what?" Karl looked at Jack quizzically.

His eyes swept over the naval soldiers who surrounded them, and everyone looked at them with hatred in their eyes.

It's funny that just a few seconds ago, these people looked different.

Jack couldn't help but roll his eyes, and the voice squeezed out between his teeth again, this time, his gums were almost crushed.

"What else could it be? Use the trick you just used to knock them all down!"

"What kind of stupid work are you talking about, how can I have that ability?"

Carl looked at Jack Sparrow speechlessly.

"But, you just now?"

Jack looked at Carl in disbelief.

He wanted to use a method to completely force the boy to the opposite side of the navy.

The enemy of his enemy is his friend, and as long as the boy is regarded as an enemy by the navy, then there is no reason why he should not stand with him.

As for the surrounding group of naval soldiers who surrounded them, judging from the boy's previous performance, it was not a problem at all.

But now, the plan seems to have exceeded his expectations a bit.

"It was just now, it's now!" Karl rolled his eyes as well.

There wasn't a god whispering in his ear just now, warning him not to use magic at will.

Just now, he used more than a dozen stun spells to knock down that group of navies.

But now, the redshirts surrounding them were several times as many times as before, and there were only three magic spells left at his disposal.

Of course, he could have used a wide range of spells to kill everyone around him.

But now, it's not time to do that.

Thinking of this, Carl looked at Jack Sparrow with empty eyes, "Anyway, why did you do that just now?"

Jack sneered, and turned his head to look at Carl.

"Actually, there's another trick. Jack seemed to suddenly remember something, and looked at Carl.

"You mean?" Karl immediately guessed what the former was trying to say.

"That's right, that's the trick. Jack affirmed.

As if having made up their minds, the two looked at each other, nodded at the same time, and turned to look at the Royal Navy that surrounded them.

Raise your hands and say in unison.

"We surrender!"

......

Having said so much, Carl's communication with Jack actually took less than half a minute.

Perhaps because the two of them saved the life of their beloved, Norrington did not directly order the shooting, and when he saw the two raise their hands in surrender, Norrington waved his hand at his men.

"Catch them!"

Immediately, two groups of soldiers stepped forward and handcuffed Carl and Jack with handcuffed chains.

They also wanted to go up and grab Hella and Hades on Carl's shoulders, but the two birds didn't give them a chance and took off into the air.

Norrington commanded in a loud voice, "Shoot, take them—"

Karl's face turned cold all of a sudden, and before Norrington could finish speaking, he spoke, "I advise you that it's better not to do this." ”

Norrington smiled disdainfully, looked at Carl, and was about to continue with the order, but when he saw the boy's black eyes, he somehow suddenly felt in his heart, and the rest of the order could not be continued.

"Leave them alone. Norrington waved his hand at his hand.

......

"Hang him!"

When Karl and Jack were both handcuffed, Governor Swan, who had been comforting his daughter from the sidelines, said at the right time.

"Hey!" Jack let out another grunt.

He was not upset that the Governor was going to hang him, he was unhappy that the Governor was only going to hang him—the latter had just used 'he', not them.

Moreover, he was also pointed at by the latter with his finger.

"Why only hang me and not him?" said Jack, looking angrily at Governor Swan.

The latter ignored him, instead looking at Karl.

In fact, even though Governor Swan was well aware that none of the guests at his promotion ceremony for Norrington were gray-haired, he was a little unsure of Karl's identity.

After all, that noble white hair and handsome face made him dare not make the decision to hang Carl directly, even if the other party might be a legendary extremely evil wizard.

"Boy, where are you from?" asked the Governor, looking at Karl.

However, his question was destined to go unanswered.

At this moment, Xiaolong, who had been quietly staying in Carl's arms, was woken up by the continuous noise of the outside world, and she poked her head out of Carl's arms in a daze.

She yawned sleepily, then looked around, and when she saw the handcuffs on Karl's wrists and the gunmen standing at either side of him, a pair of dragon's eyes immediately widened, then narrowed, and at the same time, a pair of pupils shrank into a slit.

"Whew!"

The little dragon let out its first roar, and although it was very immature, a bit like a cat's meow, it still carried a hint of the majesty of a dragon.

With a roar, she burst out of Carl's arms and turned into a sharp sword into the sky.

The whole process was so fast that no one reacted.

By the time everyone came to their senses, the little dragon had risen to the highest point in the clouds and began to swoop.

It was only then that the crowd saw what it looked like.

"Oh my God, it's, it's?!"

"It's a dragon!!"