As the two drunken sailors hugged and grabbed each other, stumbling down the street without depth under their feet, Baldwin, the flag guard, suddenly felt that he should remind everyone in the team behind him not to have unnecessary disputes with the two drunks. More importantly, let Joorman Beard Smith keep the two treasure chests.

As his eyes followed the two sailors to the group behind him, he shouted at Beard Jr., who was behind several guards, "Mr. Smith, there are two drunkards here, take care of your treasure chest." ”

What Baldwin didn't know was that his voice had caused a lot of trouble for Isabel's team. When little Beard heard Baldwin's words, he immediately craned his neck to look at the other party and said in a loud voice, "I understand." ”

As soon as little Beard finished speaking, he shifted his gaze to the two drunks walking on the right side of the line. At this moment, he noticed that two drunken sailors seemed to be standing not far from him, looking at him wakily. Seeing that the two guys were about to fall to the ground, one of the drunks with a mustache pointed in his direction and muttered to his accomplices, "Brother, look, the Spaniards... Treasure Chest! ”

The accomplice, with his beard and silk turban on his head, staggered as he tried to see the two boxes on the back of the pack horse behind little Beard. Suddenly, a burst of maniacal laughter broke out from his mouth, and he laughed maniacally as he pointed to Isabel's treasure chest, "Hahaha...... This... This is... Canias... Sir's... Treasure Chest! ”

"Canias... Mr? Treasure chests? At... Where is it? The bearded sailor seemed to suddenly become a little sober.

"Stupid, there! Hahaha......" The bearded sailor laughed as he walked deep and shallow in the direction of little Beard with his arms around his companion.

At this time, Isabel, who was standing on the side of the street, got the answer she wanted from the merchant, and as she walked quickly towards the procession, she saw the figures of two drunken sailors between the bodies of several guards on horseback. On closer inspection, the two men dressed as sailors were walking in the direction of the treasure chest behind little Beard. And little Beard was still sitting on his horse at the moment, blinking his eyes and glaring at the two drunks at a loss.

"What do these two bastards want to do?" Isabel cursed and crossed the middle of the procession, and shouted to everyone who was still on horseback: "All dismount! ”

"Fast, come with me!" Baldwin, who was riding at the front of the group, lifted his left leg and jumped off the horse's back across the horse's neck, shouting at Fast beside him as he did.

"I knew these two guys were going to get us in trouble!" Fast glanced at Baldwin grumblingly as he jumped off his horse, and ran to the back of the group with his light rifle in hand.

At this time, Isabel was already standing in the street between the pack horse carrying the treasure chest and the two drunken sailors. Swiftly and lightning fast, he pulled out the handguard stabbing sword on his left waist, flattened the blade, and pointed the tip of the sword at the two drunks two or three paces away. A murderous aura flashed on his face, and he asked with a gloomy face, "What do you want to do?" ”

With an evil smile on his face, the bearded sailor looked at her viciously, "You... These... Spaniard... Dare to run to Pulley... Mouth comes. Now, your... Treasure... It's ours! ”

With slurred speech, glazed eyes, and staggering steps, Isabel could quite sure that the two sailor-looking men were drunk. Moreover, he was so drunk that he could not distinguish the accent, clothing, and appearance of the English and the Spanish. While she was still hesitating whether to kill the other party, the bearded sailor had already drawn his bayonet sword and pointed the tip of the sword at herself.

The moment the bearded sailor pointed his saber at Isabelle's face, all the guards present drew their swords except for Joman Beard Jr., and immediately surrounded the two drunken sailors. At this time, the two Fast also ran to Isabel's side.

"Smack...!" Wei Cong Fast threw the light horse gun in his hand to the ground, drew his saber and glanced at Isabel as he pointed at the two sailors, "Your Excellency, as long as these two bastards dare to make a move, we will kill them immediately!" ”

As a fierce battle was about to erupt on a sunny Sunday afternoon, the merchant hurried past several unridden horses and came up behind Isabel, "Wait, Miss, stop!" ”

Isabel's eyes kept staring at the two drunks who were in the middle of the siege, and she quickly glanced at the merchant beside her, "Sir, what do you want to say?" ”

The merchant pointed at the two drunks and looked at her again, "I know who these two men are, they are Captain Hawkins' sailors. ”

"Well, so what? Sir, don't you see that they are trying to plunder our goods? ”

"These two guys are just drunk and take you for Spaniards."

"Well, it seems so." Isabel remembered that the drunkard had said that he was a Spaniard, and nodded thoughtfully. His eyes were fixed on the drunken man in the encirclement, but he said to the merchant, "Sir, what are you going to do with this trouble now?" ”

"Well, I'll take you to Captain Hawkins, and it's easy to let the captain deal with his sailors." As he spoke, the merchant glanced south of the street.

"No, I can't leave my cargo." After Isabel flatly refused, she glanced at Baldwin and the two who were standing outside the encirclement, "Baldwin, you follow this gentleman to get Captain Hawkins." Tell the captain that if he doesn't come, I'll kill two of his sailors at once. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency." Baldwin craned his neck and glanced at the two drunks in the encirclement who were facing off from his companions, then hesitantly looked at Isabel in agreement.

Just as Baldwin pulled two horses and handed them to the merchant, the bearded drunkard in the encirclement shouted arrogantly, "Come on! You guys... These Spaniards, I'm going to chop you into several pieces... Throw it into the sea again... Feed the fish! ”

"You guys get out of here!" Isabel said anxiously to the two men on the horse, and then walked into the encirclement by dismissing the guards who were standing in front of her. Staring coldly at the two disheveled sailors, who were armed with sharp knives and spitting everywhere, he said with a gloomy face, "Sailors, do you know what you are doing?" ”

The bearded sailor stood crookedly as he held his sword, his eyelids fighting. Suddenly, there was another wave of spirit, and he stared at Isabel with wide-eyed red eyes, "I... Me and... My brother is in... In the ......"

At this moment, the sailor, whose consciousness had begun to fog, looked at the drunk on the left, "Hey, you... You come and tell her that we... We... What are you doing. ”