The two groups of pirates who disembarked from the battleship were still arguing there, and it seemed that there was a sense of fighting. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing this, Locke walked over with the guards to knock on the matter.

"Macmillan! Now we're off the boat! Let me have a good time! ”

Before Locke could pass, he heard a voice inside the pirate speaking in a rough voice.

"Good! Kuras, if you're not afraid of death. Then come on! Another slightly cold voice came out.

The guards stripped away the surrounding pirates and led Locke inside. The pirates, who had been stripped open, wanted to turn their faces, but when they saw the costumes of the guards, they did not say anything, and they turned their heads to look at the development of the situation in the circle.

It was a pirate with a round-brimmed hat with a short musket and a sailor's scimitar stuck in his belt. The pirate opposite him was a strong, burly pirate with two sailor's scimitars hanging from his side, staring at the pirates on this side.

"According to Article 6 of our pirate code, you can now engage in a duel! Note! Once this duel begins, only one person will survive! Have you thought about it? A pirate with a captain's hat took a short musket in his hand and clubbed the brim of his hat upwards with the muzzle of his gun.

He looked at the two in the middle of the field, waiting for their opinions.

"I don't have a problem!" The strong, burly pirate said in a gruff voice, his eyes glaring at the pirate on the other side as if they were about to burst into flames.

"I'm okay with that." The cold-speaking pirate agreed.

"Alright, drop your short muskets. You'll use your scimitar for a fair duel! The victor will take over the position of boatswain! Or if any of you concedes defeat now, then he can still save his life. The pirate captain asked, looking at the two of them.

Locke watched from the sidelines without saying a word, and he somewhat understood. These two men are the heads of two groups of robbers in the same boat. Perhaps the previous boatswain was killed in battle, and both of them were interested in the position, and they didn't give up on each other. It seems that he can't do anything on the ship, so he goes to the shore to duel according to the pirate code to decide the location.

It's just that this is its own territory. Isn't that inappropriate?

Locke was about to intervene to stop them, but Captain Maslan came over at some point. He stopped Locke's move, and whispered in Locke's ear.

"It's their pirate tradition. According to the pirate code, disputes cannot arise on board the ship, but can only be resolved on the shore after docking. If it can't be solved, then there will be a duel, and the winning side is the truth. Don't interrupt them, this one is sacred to them pirates. Moreover, they are all pirates anyway, and if they die, they will die, and it doesn't matter if such people die! ”

Well, Locke nodded. Don't interfere with their behavior, that's right, Heng Zhu is not his own person.

On the beach by the sea, on this beach surrounded by pirates, the two pirate leaders are ready.

They drew their scimitars and circled around the circle of pirates, cautiously observing the shortcomings of the other side.

"Kurras, you know what? You only deserve to eat my. The cold-talking pirate looked at the sturdy pirate opposite, "You want to compete with me for the position of boatswain?" I will tell you with my strength that your fate is to become a shark in the sea! ”

"Humph! Okay, no, it's not just lip service! Come on! If you have the ability, you can come! The strong pirate named Kurlas slapped himself on the chest with the edge of a scimitar.

The two pirates spoke harshly to each other, but they did not go up to fight. The surrounding pirates were reluctant, they began to coax, and their younger brothers were also a little reluctant and began to urge.

The two pirates who were forced to go to Liangshan finally roared and rushed together, slashing at each other with scimitars in their hands.

The strong, burly pirate was so powerful that each of his slashes made another pirate take a step back. The surrounding pirates began to cheer.

"Kuras, Kuras, Kuras," Kurlas, the strong pirate's men, began to cheer, and their leader beat the other pirate to the ground.

The situation began to turn against another pirate.

In the limited time that the battle began, he was pressed and beaten. The fierce chase on the other side, named Kurlas, made him tired to deal with.

Macmillan was always on the defensive, like a small boat navigating the rough seas, battling the big waves, always fighting the waves in danger, and making the surrounding pirates sound from time to time with bursts of surprise.

"Has anyone placed a bet? Macmillan is 5 to 1, Coolas is 2 to 1, and there are no bets. "Unlike the fight in the middle of the field, the pirates outside the field also opened the market and started gambling.

In an instant, a large group of pirates rushed over, handing their silver and gold coins to the opening pirate and shouting.

"I'm crushing Kurras! 1 gold coin! ”

"I also crush Kurras! 3 Gold Coins! ”

"Kurras! 50 credits! ”

"I crush Macmillan! 2 gold coins! ”

There was a commotion there for a while.

In this regard, Locke thinks it's quite normal, and too many film and television works in his previous life have described pirates in this way. They yearn for a life of freedom and blood, and every pirate is uninhibited, unwilling to be bound by order, and is whatever he wants.

Such pirates were the pirates he knew.

When all the gambling money and pirate money over there are all bets, it seems that the battle here has also come to an end.

Macmillan, who was crushed by the strong pirate Kurlas, could only see the strength of the movers compared to Kuras. A fine layer of sweat had formed on his head.

"Kurras! him! I'll treat you to a drink in the evening! ”

"Macmillan! Hold on! Kill him! If I win, I'll ask you to go to the tavern in the evening and find a big chick to cool you off! ”

All the pirates who pressed the bet began to shout to cheer for the fighters they supported, and this originally sacred duel turned into a gladiatorial arena....

And that's when things started to change on the field. The pirates, who had been suppressing Macmillan's attack, showed signs of fatigue. The constant offense has become stuck.

Kurlas gasped and slashed at Macmillan, and Macmillan, who had been a little sluggish, suddenly became a vigorous tiger. He seized the opportunity and slashed at his wrist with the scimitar of his right hand against the blade of Kurras's scimitar.

Kurlas reflexively dropped his scimitar, one of his machetes falling heavily on the sand, splashing a lot of sand and burying it on it.

The pirates who watched and shouted were stunned, and soon the pirates who had bought Macmillan's victory began to shout Macmillan's name.

The strong and burly Kurlas was also a little dazed for a moment, he never thought that the form would become like this. Didn't you press him and beat him yourself, and then finally take his dog's life? How did it become like this now?

Macmillan didn't give him a chance to react, and he swung his two scimitars and began to attack. Kurlas, who had lost a scimitar here, became tense.

He resisted Macmillan's attack with a scimitar, trying to pick up the cutlass at his feet. But his opponent won't give him a chance. While he resisted the attack of the two blades, Macmillan kicked the scimitar on the ground out of the circle.

Locke squinted at the duel between pirates. To be honest, these pirates are on the same level on the shore as the veterans. Their own soldiers can also fight with them, and the soldiers in formation can easily defeat these pirates. But if you change positions and go to sea, your own soldiers will be blinded.

Locke turned his head to look at the dozen or so three-masted warships on the sea, and couldn't help but feel a little envious, not knowing when he would have such a fleet. In this way, some of my ideas can be realized one by one.

Just as Locke was in his trance, the duel in the center of the arena changed significantly.

The pirate named Macmillan suddenly erupted, and the attack speed of the twin knives in his hands suddenly doubled, and Locke looked carefully, it was a red energy attached to his body, and his attack speed and strength were enhanced.

The pirates on the opposite side finally couldn't resist it, and Macmillan's rapid attack of twin knives cut through his opponent's body like a shadow, and his opponent began to scream. By the time Macmillan stopped attacking, one of his opponent's arms had been sliced to pieces, leaving only Sensen's bones.

The pirates around him, who had suppressed Kurras's victory, wailed. Corresponding to this was another wave of pirate cheers.

Macmillan spat at his body, and he opened his mouth and smiled at Kurlas on the ground, revealing his yellow fangs.

"Let it go! Macmillan! Lying on the ground, Kurlas said with difficulty, "I am no threat to you now!" Please spare me! ”

"Are you kidding? Kurlas? Macmillan looked at him with a smile, "Or did you just join us pirates?" ”

"Don't you know that under the pirate code, any act of dueling is sacred and cannot be desecrated?!" Macmillan looked at him with a smile, "You're asking me to let you go?!" ”

"And, if I were lying on the ground, would you let me go? Kuras, you look up at me. Macmillan looked at him with a smile, "Did you tell me you would?" ”

Kurlas, the strong man on the ground, didn't say anything, and then he raised his head and said expectantly, "I can be your slave!" As long as you let me go! ”

Macmillan smiled and shook his head, "The pirate code is sacred and cannot be desecrated, so you might as well die!" ”

As he finished speaking, Macmillan's two scimitars stabbed him hard, a stream of blood spurted his face, and he drew his scimitars and brandished them to show his prowess to the pirates around him.

Locke watched the pirate in the middle of the field silent, and then he turned to leave the place when someone from behind him began to call out to him.

"Hello this nobleman, can we talk?"

Locke looked back and saw that the pirate captain who had presided over the duel was looking at him with a smile on his face.