The jubilation in the tavern shook the night sky, so no one noticed that the door was quietly pushed open, and a man in ordinary clothes paced in. There are no reminiscent traits in him, and like so many people, he is inconspicuous – and this is the result of years of deliberate practice. He walked over to the bar, ordered a glass of wine, and drank it himself.

The girl grabbed a glass of amber pale beer and greeted the drunken audience around her.

"My dear friends, I'm afraid I'll have to stay here." Even her voice seemed to shine brightly.

The men erupted in a roar of protest.

"Okay, okay, aren't we having a great time?" She chuckled and said coquettishly. "But there's something I haven't done tonight. And, you guys, it's long overdue for the changing of the guard. ”

She jumped lightly onto the bar, stomped on her feet, and looked at the believers at her feet with high interest, like a queen returning triumphantly.

"May the Mother Serpent forgive us all our sins!" Her face bloomed with the most inspiring smile of the night, and her fingers hooked the cup to her lips. I took a big sip of my neck, and I saw that the golden light beer disappeared as if the tide had receded.

"—especially the heinous evils." She said as she slammed her glass on the table.

She raised her hand to wipe the foam from her mouth, burped contentedly, and threw a flying kiss at the group.

The people in the room had now become her most loyal servants, and they automatically stood in two rows, watching her walk to the door.

The harbor master pushed the door open for her, and stooped down in good courtesy, hoping that the lady would take one last look at him. But before he could straighten up, she had already disappeared at the end of the alley.

The moon gradually slanted behind the rich man's castle, and the shadows reached out to her. With each step, she became more and more calm and determined. Her carefree disguise has vanished, revealing her true self.

She put away her smile, and she had an intoxicated appearance, a pair of eyes that were still looking forward to life just now, but now she looked coldly into the distance. The streets around her seemed to be gone, and she only stared at the infinite possibilities surging in the dark night ahead.

The unsightly man in the tavern chased after him. His steps were inaudible, but they were nerve-fast.

He slowed down, controlled his heartbeat, and followed within a few feet of her.

"Is everything going well, Raven?" She asked.

He felt frustrated. Over the years, he had never succeeded in scaring her.

"Yes, Captain."

"You're not being discovered, are you?"

"Nope." He was a little angry for a moment, but immediately pressed it down again. "There is no one on duty at the port. The ship was also largely empty. ”

"Where's the boy?"

"He did a good job."

"Good. Let's go back to the Siren. ”

Raven nodded slightly, turned and melted into the night.

As night fell, she continued to walk forward.

All the gears are already turning, and when all the actors are in place, the show will begin.

Graves' roar flew away along with the bridge railing.

Rushing to the face was a hemp rope hanging under the railing of the bridge - fell off the bridge and died? The bottomless abyss? I never actually thought about it.

The wind poured into my eyes, and everything became a blur.

Whereabouts.

Continue to fall.

The palms of your hands are suddenly hot! I subconsciously clenched my fists.

I almost screamed with joy. At the same time, there was a sharp pain in the palm of the hand, as if he was holding a soldering iron directly. I was like a rag, swirling in the wind and sliding. Eventually, I tried my best to pick at the ties at the end of the rope to stabilize my body.

I hung on the dangling rope, and my heart was palpitating, and I cursed.

I've heard that I can't die jumping to the surface of the water at this height, but I'd rather try my luck by jumping on a loading platform fifty feet away from me — even if I fall into a puddle of caviar, it's better to be caught up by drowning than drowning. Between me and the platform, there were two heavy steel cables, one going back and forth, connecting the slaughterhouse and the city of Bilgewater. Noisy, heavy-duty winches drive the steel cables and transport the processed seafood to the market in hanging baskets.

A hanging basket was dangling in my direction, rusty and about the size of a wooden house. The pulley at the top bit into the steel cable, like a clumsy hammer striking the strings of a behemoth, letting out a low howl.

That's it. A smile crept up the corner of my mouth, but it stayed for less than a second. Because I saw the contents of the basket - a whole big bucket of bubbling fish into the water.

My boots were worth a fortune and cost me months of income. Soft as tulle, tough as steel, made of sea dragon skin from under the abyss. There are only three pairs in the world.

Go to hell.

I counted the moment and jumped into the big stinky fish basket. The cold slime seeped through the cracks, and my boots ...... Forget it, at least the hat is still clean.

Suddenly, the broken gun went off.

The steel cable overhead broke in response.

The basket let out a very harsh creak and slid down the cable. Moments before the basket hit the ground, I was thrown out by the strong wind and slammed into the ground.

The ground shook, and the contents of the basket fell without saying a word. Fish gall bladder, fish spleen, fish intestines...... Overwhelming.

I struggled to get up and keep running. The dinghys on the water are coming, getting closer and closer.

It was dark in front of me, and I dragged half of my body towards a small boat tied to the shore. Before we were halfway up, the canopy was blown open by lead bullet, and the whole ship sank without a trace.

I fell to my knees exhausted. The stench was so suffocating that I couldn't breathe.

Graves stood right in front of me, looking at my embarrassed look. I don't know how he got down - yes, if he's still standing on the bridge, he's the hell.

"It doesn't seem to be handsome." He looked me up and down and sneered.

I bred one leg and tried to stand up: "What the hell are you, do you have a long memory?" Every time, I think, how can I help you, you're always-"

He shot me on the ground in front of me. The splattered rubble hit my calf bones and seemed to have a few more grains embedded in it.

"Can you listen to me—"

"Oh, I've heard enough," he interrupted me through gritted teeth, "the biggest job of our lives, you didn't say a word, and when you turned around, you were gone." ”

"Didn't leave a word? I'm not telling you—"

Another shot. The grit slammed into the face, but I didn't care.

"I tried my best to get both of us out. Only I could see that the errand was going to be yellow. But you didn't listen to me at all. I've never heard of it. "I subconsciously grabbed a card in my hand.

"I said at the time, you just have to cover up and we'll get out of the way and make a lot of money. But you ran! He said as he walked towards me. My old partner has become a madman under the torture of years of hatred.

I didn't say anything more. Something in his eyes completely dissipated.

There was a flash of light behind him—a flintlock pistol. Planck's most active men had arrived.

I didn't think about it, but as soon as I flipped my wrist, I threw the card over.

Solitaire flew straight to Graves.

He pulled the trigger.

The guy was knocked unconscious by me, and the pistol that had been aimed at Graves flew out of the way.