After the feast, the pirates fell on the spot, and heavy snoring was heard one after another. The high bonfire was about to be extinguished, and the only one who was lying dormant next to the red-glowing pyre was the one with totems tattooed all over his body.

At this time, the man was pulling out some unburned wood from the bonfire rack, carrying it to the periphery of the open space one by one, and lighting it from the campfire. The small fire surrounded the clearing, and it didn't burn so hard that it seemed to burn enough for the night.

In this way, this tall man with tattoos may be the patriarch of this pirate or something. After the feast, he still has to stay awake and make such a guarantee for the good night's sleep of his companions—

The tall bonfire in the center burned too fast and dangerously, so it was necessary to put up smaller fires around it to take over the extinguishing bonfires and drive away the chill and wild beasts from their companions who had fallen in the clearing.

Do they not even have houses or tents? Or is the island just a temporary place to stay? Ge Lan had been nesting in the bushes beside him for more than half an hour, and thanks to the huge bonfire, few animals approached even the neighboring bushes. But for Ge Lan, the bigger enemy is the drowsiness that crawls from his heels to his brows.

A moment and a half of nervous tension was the limit, but the pirates' drinking lasted for more than half an hour. During this period, nothing unexpected happened, only eating and drinking could be seen with his eyes, and nothing he could hear with his ears was noisy, and soon, Ge Lan's spirit relaxed, and sleepiness also invaded.

The current snoring was even worse - unlike ordinary people, Ge Lan had never fallen asleep in a quiet environment since he was a child, and over time, the quiet environment made him toss and turn, so the current rolling snoring not only did not disturb him, but lured him to sleep.

Why hasn't the tattooed man slept yet? Ge Lan struggled with sleepiness, and she struggled with the tall pirate who couldn't sleep. If it's just a case, Ge Lan will probably be able to do it by sneak attack, but if he makes a noise, he has no chance of winning with this pirate everywhere.

At this moment, the flame at the tip of the bonfire finally burned, and a few sticks of wood rolled down and fell close to Ge Lan's hideout.

Ge Lan's scalp tightened, and a spirit struck up and down his body, and the sleepiness suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Even at the snoring of his companion, the tattooed pirate noticed the noise. He focused on it, then took a step and walked this way.

He's really dutiful, what's so nice about a few sticks of firewood - is he afraid of rolling into the bushes and starting a fire, or has he already found me?

In a few heartbeats, the tall, tattooed pirate stopped in front of the firewood, only four or five paces away from Ge Lan in the bushes. Ge Lan forcibly suppressed the stupidity in his chest, and the hot blood rushed again and again.

Wait for him to turn around, wait for him to turn around, and when he turns around, rush up and kill him. Gland's palms holding the knife were already soaked, and his hind legs were tense, ready to rush behind the pirates.

In such a preoccupied situation, Ge Lan's vision became narrower, but also sharper. The totems of the pirate were clear to him - they were a dragon and a snake entangled together, the head of the dragon on the back of the left hand and the head of the snake on the back of the right hand, the bodies of the dragon and the snake were intertwined, covering the entire body of the pirate......

In the pirate's heart, there is a bright red bead, different from the cyan color around it. On one side of the bead is a dragon's claw, and on the other side is a snake's tail, with the dragon's claw in the form of a grip and the snake's tail in the form of a coil, apparently to compete for the central orb.

Time didn't pass long as Glenn stared intently, and the pirate picked up the firewood that still had Mars on the ground and got up to return.

Ge Lan staggered his legs to get up, and tightened the knife in his right hand, just waiting for him to turn around.

Now is the time!

There was a loud noise in the bushes, and the pirate turned alarmedly, and there was no one among the bushes—

In the blink of an eye, a cold light came up on his neck from behind the side......

"Don't kill me. ”

Seeing that the blade was about to be smeared with the throat, the pirate said in a trembling voice in fluent Mandarin.

His voice was not loud, apparently fearing that his opponent would wipe it out so as not to wake up the other pirates.

Perhaps out of instinctive kindness, Ge Lan's hand holding the knife was actually steady on the spot. The campfire was extinguished, and in the moonlight, only the cold blade shallow through the flesh of the pirate's neck, leaching a small stream of blood.

"Do you know where the key to the cage is?" asked Glenn in a low voice, the knife still in front of the pirate's neck.

This is the only reason to spare his life. No one would have thought that this pirate would be able to speak official language, so it made sense to choose to erase it in the first place.

The pirate gave a soft "um" - he probably didn't dare nod his head for fear of the knife going into his throat.

Then he began to move forward tentatively, and Ge Lan held him hostage behind him, and followed him step by step.

The two of them cautiously moved their feet up and down among the sleeping pirates, and it was no one's good to make a noise - not to mention Ge Lan, and for the official pirate, even if his companion could catch Ge Lan by then, the knife must have been stabbed into his throat before then.

The key was hanging from the waist of one of the Scarface pirates, who was resting on the other's outstretched arm, snoring with his mouth wide open.

The pirate, who was held hostage with a knife by Glan, slowly bent down, making sure that his actions would not be seen as an expression of hostility by the captors behind him. The cold blade had already warmed up in front of his neck, and because of the height gap, Glan's hand on the pirate's shoulder was starting to get a little tired.

The pirate undoes Scarface's crotch cloth and softly pulls the keyring out. The latter slept very dead and was unaware of all this.

Then the pirate stood up, took his arm over his hand, and handed the key to Gran behind him. Ge Lan didn't think much about it and reached out to take it, but the pirate's hand to take the key was released before Ge Lan could reach it—

The key was located right next to the Scarface Pirate's front door on the ground, more than enough to wake him up.

Ge Lan subconsciously took out his hand to grab it, and his attention was taken away from the pirate in front of him for a moment. At that moment, the pirate quickly crouched down and retreated under Gland's right armpit. The hand holding the knife reacted, and hurriedly hooked it back, only cutting a few strands of his hair.

The pirate lost his balance as he lost his balance, staggering a few steps backwards, and as he fell, he grabbed one leg and kicked him to Glan's side.

"Tuluxiu!

He shouted, beckoning to his companions. The voice was extremely majestic, neither flustered nor timid, completely different from the temperament when Fang had just whispered and begged for mercy in official words.

Ge Lan was kicked by him, and his body fell outward. The pirates all over the ground were getting up one after another, and soon they all noticed the situation on this side.

"Cai Zhao!

In the cage, Cai Zhao and Qi Zhilai's eyes were not closed. After coming out of the shadows, Ge Lan met their eyes.

The key was thrown high and grabbed by Cai Zhao's outstretched cage hand.

"Thanks!" he replied heartily, and then extended his other hand out of the cage as well, steadied the iron lock, and inserted the key into the keyhole.

On the other side, Ge Lan quickly got up from the ground, pushed away the two pirates who stood in his way, and slammed his arms in front of his head, and rushed straight into the high campfire in the middle of the clearing.

The campfire at the bottom has been out for a long time, so it's not hot. After failing to hit it, Ge Lan continued to push up the pyre, and the tower of firewood leaned higher and more inclining, and finally, the pyre, which was more than two feet high, collapsed.

Half of the pirates were buried by the firewood that had fallen to the ground, and the other half continued to chase after Gelan. Taking advantage of the commotion at this moment, Cai Zhao had already opened the cell door and escaped with Qi Zhilai on his shoulder.

"Do you remember the way you came? See you on the pirate ship!"

Ge Lan, who was being chased, shouted loudly to Cai Zhao Qi Zhilai on the other side, he did not turn his head, but ran away from the two of them in the opposite direction, the pirates couldn't understand what he was saying, they just chased him vigorously.

"Ulugali!"

Suddenly, the tattooed pirate's shout rang out on the other end, and the pirates chasing after him split into two groups, one chasing after him and the other in the direction of the cage.

Oh no! The man could understand the official language.

Ge Lan was so anxious that he remembered.

Cai Zhao supported the wounded, and he would definitely not be able to outrun the pirates. Ge Lan scolded herself in her heart, turned her head and ran in the direction of the two.

The two groups of pursuers cooperated again, but Qi Zhilai had two men, one of whom was holding his arm on one side, and the speed of the three of them was much faster.

Even so, it is impossible to be faster than the unburdened pursuers, "let me go...... You go first. Qi Zhilai turned his face away and said through gritted teeth. It really made her ashamed to be a drag on others.

At this time, the three of them had already left the clearing, entered the tall trees on the periphery, and ran rapidly in them, bringing out the rustling sound.

"I have a way. ”

While running, Cai Zhao said calmly, ignoring Qi Zhilai's determination.

The young man's clear gaze was surprisingly reliable, Ge Lan looked at him, and Qi Zhilai also looked at him, and the latter's eyes were full of doubt and apology.

Suddenly, he stopped and blocked the other two, "Remember, be quiet. ”

Behind them, the pirates chased into the trees, their thick foliage moaning at their legs and feet.

Cai Zhao only stopped for a moment, he took Qi Zhilai's arm off his shoulder, pointed in the direction perpendicular to the original route, and then continued to run along the original route - he lowered his speed, as if he was holding a person, in order not to let the pursuers behind him be suspicious.

"The left envoy pleases you, Brother Ge. ”

He turned around one last time and smiled lightly.

Ge Lan watched as the pursuers were led in his direction, and clamped Qi Zhilai, who was powerless and wanted to rush forward.

She calmed down quickly, and after two strokes she stopped moving. Fang Cai's self-denial also disappeared from her face, replaced by the same perseverance as ever.

"Let's go. Glenn whispered, placing her left hand over her shoulder.

......

In the moonlight, the tall bushes of Qi were crushed by the pirates in a straight dent, and they chased after the invisible sound ahead, and they did not notice anything unusual.

Perpendicular to the indentation, there are smaller sounds. Fortunately, no one noticed.