Crash Bay is a general name, not to say that it belongs to the bay of the island, but is composed of many scattered islands forming a series of pearl-like islands, full of reefs, often because merchant ships are unfamiliar with the terrain, and touch these hard reefs and cause sinking, hence the name Crash Bay. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Since the discovery of the North Trumming Sea by adventurers in the South Trumming Sea, there have been merchant ships that have been grounded and sunk in Crash Bay almost every month, including the wolf pack tactics of pirates, who deliberately chased the merchant ship to Crash Bay and sank with their tentacles.

Of course, there are also pirates attacking each other, and the three major factions are fighting openly and secretly, resulting in shipwrecks, almost in the routes outside the ports, if the weather is clear and the water is clear, you can even find more than ten meters underwater, and the ships that have been completely silent are struggling to poke their masts out of the water.

But since Crash Bay has become a paradise for pirates, smugglers and various criminal gangs, including lone wolf pirates, will also appear here, especially the pirate rules set by the three major pirate factions, at least they can ensure the safety of the three *** mouths.

There have even been rumors that Crash Bay is called a place for the nobles of the north and south to sell their stolen goods, a large number of luxury goods and all kinds of goods, as long as you have money, you can buy them, but for those rookies who act rashly, most of the time, after paying the money and leaving the port, within three to five days, these goods will appear in the market waiting for the next buyer.

This is the unspoken rule of Crash Bay, even if it is the rule ordered by the three pirate leaders, in fact, it still relies on strength to speak, without strength, it is actually nothing.

A small island in the northern part of Crash Bay is smaller than the small silver pan island, and even the city built on the small island occupies most of the island, with messy wooden houses and straw huts everywhere, and there are more neat brick and stone houses, especially at the innermost end of the city, on the hill, there is also a smaller castle.

This castle is the lair of one of the pirate leaders, the old fox Anders, and this small island and the surrounding islands with towers also form the northern part of the Crash Bay Islands, which belongs to this Anders's territory.

A small merchant ship docked at the entrance of ***, but no one dared to stop it, because the flag hanging on it was Anders's flag, although the people who came down were strangers, but with an envelope with Anders's stamp, they asked to go to the castle by name, and the pirates who were responsible for guarding the port were already a little frightened.

No one dared to delay such a thing, so the stout man with the envelope stamped by Anders also quickly followed the rough road to the gate of the castle, and with the report of the servants, he finally entered the most powerful place in the crash bay, and was about to meet the famous Anders for his cunning.

"Hey, Mr. Sturdy Gentleman, would you like a cup of sweet ale?"

Sitting in the corner of the hall in the castle, the man with a slightly tense face suddenly turned around, and next to him, a boy dressed in revealing clothes and dressed very enchantingly walked over, smiled at him very charmingly, and said in a sharp voice: "You are really handsome, did you just come to this castle?" ”

"I, I'm from Grey Mist City on Great Silver Pan Island, and I'm here to deliver a message to Lord Anders." His face was a little wrong, as if he was a little disgusted with this bewitching boy, turned his head to look to the side, and said, "I don't drink, and the letters to Master Anders are my most important task." ”

"That's not a coincidence, you'd better have a drink, or I won't let you go to see Master Anders."

The bewitching boy grinned, as if he was not angry at the disdain of this man from Gray Mist City, but gently leaned over, put the red paper armor on the table, and leaned on the strong arm as if he was paralyzed, and said with a confused look: "Do you exercise regularly?" Looking at your arms, I don't know how much strength you have? Oh, it's fascinating to think about. ”

"This one, please be respectful."

His face was solemn, and his body moved to the side, wanting to be called, but he didn't know whether the boy was male or female, or if he omitted the title, and directly opened his mouth to warn: "You are Lord Anders's person." ”

"That's right, of course he's my man." An indifferent voice came from behind him, old and hoarse, and the man and the boy turned directly to see the old Anders, who was walking slowly through the side door with his cane.

The bewitching boy was startled, and immediately twisted his body and walked over, with a look of grievance and pity on his face, as if he wanted to lean over, and called out in his mouth: "My lord, why did it take so long for you to come." ”

"Baby, I'm just going to get busy."

Anders reached out and hugged the boy, not caring about the eyes of others at all, and lowered his head and kissed the bewitching boy's forehead directly, with a smile on his face: "What's the matter, haven't you played enough?" When I came here, I thought you were having a good time, and I couldn't bear to disturb you. ”

"Lord Anders, my heart belongs to you alone!" The bewitching boy's face was pale, but he still writhed in Anders's arms, biting his lower lip and saying very longingly, "I'm just joking." ”

"Well, just kidding, I like to joke too."

Anders had a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold, and his shriveled right hand, full of green tendons, was raised, and his thumb and tiger's mouth were like pliers to pinch the neck of the bewitching boy, and he slowly exerted force, looking at the gradually whitening eyes, no matter how much he struggled, he did not pity him.

The bewitching boy began to writhe his body vigorously, but because of Anders's increasingly tight hands, the strength gradually faded, and in less than two minutes, the whole person was paralyzed there, if it wasn't for Anders's hand still holding his neck, the whole person would have fallen directly to the ground.

"But that's the price of joking."

Slowly letting go of his hand, Anders looked at the boy who had turned into a corpse on the ground, but there was no pity in his eyes, even if he had pampered this little guy for two years, he turned his head and said to the guard next to him: "Drag it out and throw it in the sea, I don't want to see him again." ”

At the door, the guards guarding the castle immediately responded, walked over and rudely picked up the boy's body, and dragged it directly towards the outside, apparently, planning to throw it directly down the cliff next to the castle.

"Hmm, I almost forgot about our guests."

When all this was settled, Anders also turned his head to look at the middle of the hall, the man who was still standing, his legs were trembling, his face was a little smiling, and he slowly asked, "Oh, I remember you seem to mean that you are from the Gray Mist City of the Great Silver Plate Island?" ”

"Yes, yes, Lord Anders!"

The members of the guard in the Governor's Castle had never experienced anything like that at all, especially since they had heard rumors about this Anders before, their legs were even weaker, and they trembled and said, "Yes, it was the Governor who asked me to bring you the letter." ”

As he spoke, he quickly took out the letter in his arms, and bent over it with both hands, as if it was presented, and Anders also took a look, and a pirate guard next to him also walked over, directly picked up the envelope, checked it, and handed it to him after making sure it was okay.

"Hmm, my envelope?" Anders also recognized the stamp on it, touched his chin a little playfully, looked at the member of the guard who delivered the letter, and smiled: "It seems that Lord Governor, this letter is very heavy." ”

He had an agreement with the governor of Grey Mist City, and if the two sides were in contact, they would use an envelope with each other's stamps to pass the message, but this kind of communication also has a price, after all, the two sides are essentially different forces, once someone masters their own reality, I am afraid that this kind of communication will also become the fuse of the war between the two sides.

The governor of Grey Mist City, this old fox Anders, who was known for his cunning, didn't dare to underestimate it at all, gently opened the envelope, looked at the lines of text on it, and couldn't help muttering: "This old guy, I'm really curious, why hasn't he died of illness yet?" ”

This member of the Doge's Guard just swallowed and spitted, everyone here was not a member of his small guard that could be offended, and even if he was standing here, he was standing at the entrance to the volcano of hell.

He was just an insignificant little character, cold sweat broke out uncontrollably, watching Anders quickly look at the letter, he didn't know what was written on the envelope, but a fear appeared in his heart, and suddenly, he also found himself here, it seemed extremely dangerous.

"That's right."

After reading the letter quickly, he also shook his head with a smile, repacked the envelope casually, and walked slowly forward on crutches like an old man, turned around and left the hall, but the voice came, and said to the member of the Governor's Guard, who was still trembling and didn't understand anything: "Tell that old fellow, this plan, I also think it's good." ”

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