The smell of spice mixtures wafted from the captain's cabin, and Tonk was lying on the mahogany table, carefully stacking a house with gold coins, and the sunlight from the porthole shone on the pile of gold coins, creating a dreamlike golden halo.

In Tang Ke's eyes, each gold coin has a charming magic, and no matter how you play with it, you will never get bored. He felt that the charm of gold coins lies in the purchasing power contained in them, as well as the supreme beauty.

The Dragon Pirates have been on their way for many days, and their destination, Toad Island, is in sight. Donk is determined to negotiate this deal, and once he has a large number of Spitter Frogs to help, it will bring a qualitative leap to the overall firepower of the pirate group.

The house made of gold coins was getting taller and taller, and it was about to be capped, when there was a noise outside, as if the lookout had discovered something.

Tang Ke smiled slightly, and pinched a gold coin in his fingers, which was firmly fastened to the top of the gold coin pile.

The door to the captain's room was pushed open, and the sailor did not gossip, but simply reported: "Commander, the lookout has seen the shadow of Toad Island, seven miles ahead!" ”

"I see, let the fleet move on, and tell me when we're two miles away." Donk rejoiced in his heart, letting a gold coin flip back and forth in his finger.

The sweaty sailor nodded, and was about to close the door and leave, and before leaving, he glanced at the pile of gold coins on the table twice, and praised: "This house is so beautifully built." ”

"Commander, I'm a clever person." Donk said proudly, and put another gold coin on the pile of gold coins, but suddenly an evil wind blew on the sea, and the Sky tilted sharply, and the pile of gold coins on the table collapsed with a bang, and fell to the ground with a "clang".

The fruits of Tang Ke's busy morning's labor collapsed in an instant, and he looked frantically at the gold coins scattered all over the place, and the flames in his eyes were about to melt the gold coins.

The sailor held back a laugh and said, "I wish you a good time, commander." After saying that, he immediately closed the door and left.

Tonk grabbed a few strands of hard black hair, leaned over to retrieve the gold coins back into the box, and continued to stack the tall buildings with perseverance. After a long time, the sailors came again to report that they were now close to Toad Island.

Tang Ke walked in the dance steps, floated to the front of the weapon rack, and put on the long sword, scimitar, and short sword on his body one by one. Because of the hot weather, he only wore a white shirt today, rolled up his sleeves, and showed his muscular arms. He walked all the way to the bow of the boat, holding up his telescope, and his eyes cruised on the surface of the sea, and in front of him there was a flat island, bare and with little vegetation.

Toad Island is located in the southwest of the Greenland Empire, covering an area of about 900 square kilometers, and is home to more than 100,000 bomb-spitting frogs. Because there are many large and small round stones on the island, it is also called Pebble Island.

Tang Ke couldn't figure out the surname of the spit bomb frog, and at such a close distance, he didn't dare to act rashly, so he could only move forward tentatively. The pirate group hoisted three flags, namely the Evil Dragon Flag, the Skeleton Crown Flag, and the Goldenbeard Pirate Flag.

When the fleet approached 3,000 yards, it encountered the bomb-spitting frogs wandering in the sea, but before they could explain their intentions, the bomb-spitting frogs fled back to the island like a fart, and soon, hundreds of bomb-spitting frogs gathered on the shore one after another, in Tangk's eyes, this is hundreds of cannons!

The flotilla stopped at a distance of two thousand yards and lined up horizontally.

"We are a group of dragon pirates, and we have no intention of offending your island, but we want to make a deal with your island, hoping to let us dock on the island and discuss it in detail!" Tang Ke shouted as he held the amplification snail, his voice loud, and floated towards Toad Island with the wind. He stood at the bow of the ship, his knee-length coat dancing wildly in the sea breeze, and the swaying of the ship could not shake his majestic posture in the slightest.

Tonk kept repeating the same thing, and his voice caught the attention of the spitting frogs on the island, who jumped to the shore to keep watch, and the number of them gathered more and more, forming a black line. Some of the spitting frogs used the round rocks on the island to shoot deterrently, and although they all fell into the sea, they served as a warning.

The lookout reported the situation on the island, and a group of a dozen spit frogs on the island jumped into the sea and swam to this side, like a group of messengers.

Hearing this, Donk stopped shouting and waited for the group of messengers who spit bomb frogs to approach.

"Can they be at our mercy for a fish?" A sailor with a full beard said worriedly.

"What Harold can do, so can we." Donk said confidently.

It didn't take long for the Spitting Frogs to swim in front of the Sky and peeking out of the water, and the fattest Spitting Frog shouted, "You pirates, what are you doing on Pebble Island?" ”

Bombfrog speaks the lingua franca, but the words are not clear, as it is rarely used. The main language used by the Spitting Frog is the sea beast, and the lingua franca is learned later.

They had joined the League of Light, and after a few battles, they learned the lingua franca of the League of Light, which has been passed down from generation to generation. The history of the Spitting Bomb Frog has always stopped at the small place of Toad Island, and only those few battles have brought glory to this race, so that they can have the capital to hold their heads high when negotiating with the outside world.

But this is already a matter of the era of land warfare, time has passed, and now the Light Alliance no longer exists, under the wash of the torrent of time, light and darkness have been integrated, and there are very few countries of a single race, even the pure-blooded elves who live in the big forest have put down their bows and arrows and allowed other races to enter the forest where the elves live.

Donk condescended, looking down at the headless spitting frogs in the sea, and replied loudly: "I heard that Guidao once signed a contract with Harold, and he used a golden baby fish to let you serve him for ten years. His contract has expired, and I've brought a new golden baby fish in the hope of signing a new contract with your island. ”

This is already big news for Toad Island, which has been quiet all year round.

The spitter frogs in the sea looked at each other a few times, and the fat spit frog thought for a while, and then muttered a few words in the sea beast language with his companions, and then looked at Donk again and shouted, "Where is the fish?" After reading it, you can go back and report. ”

Donk gave the key to his loyal men and asked them to fetch the glazed fish bowl and place it on the deck. In Pingyue, the fish tanks are firmly fixed with ropes, and there are special people to take care of them alternately, for fear of mistakes.

In the fish tank, the golden doll fish is swimming in a panic, occasionally using teleportation skills, and haunting in the small fish tank.

"The golden doll fish is here, come up and take a look!" Donk waved at the sea.

The fat spit bomb frog inhaled and floated up from the sea, it had mastered the art of moving at sea, it was able to step on the surface of the sea with its flippers, and with a kick of its strong hind legs, it jumped from the sea directly to the deck, which provoked a few words of praise from the pirates.

The fat spit bomb frog walked steadily to the side of the fish tank, and the aroma got into its nostrils, and its index finger suddenly moved, and it felt a hunger that had not eaten for many days. Its eyes widened and its expression was complicated, only a golden doll fish in the world could have this magical effect, but if it was a real golden doll fish, the people on the island would suffer again!

Harold enslaved the spitter frog for ten years, and nearly 1,000 spit frogs on the island went out to sea and died in naval battles. Although this death toll is not painful for Pebble Island, these casualties are also what the fat spit bomb frog does not want to see.

With these things in mind, the fat spit frog looked into the fish tank, and the golden fish jumped up and down in it, and there was no doubt that it was indeed a golden doll fish.

"You, wait, I'll go back and report, and wait for the decision of the Tutan Emperor I." The fat spit frog turned around and jumped into the sea, leading the team back to Pebble Island.

The Fat Spitter Bomb hesitated for a moment as it swam, considering whether to lie about Donk's intentions and thwart the detrimental bargain. It thought about it again and again, and finally gave up for fear that it would not be able to take responsibility. When he came ashore, he explained what had happened to the little boss, who reported the matter to the frog boss.

In fact, the frog boss has long since abandoned the original vulgar name and officially changed his name to Tutan Emperor I. The origin of the name was naturally learned from the five empires.

…… This is a cave that was dug the day after tomorrow, and the entrance zigzags and leads to a large hall, and several holes have been carved out of the stone wall of the roof of the shed, and beams of light shine down. The cave is slightly lower, allowing the water from outside the cave to flow in through the entrance, and the shallow water submerges several feet high.

The leaders of the Spitter Frog colony gathered in the hall, half of their bodies soaked in the sea, keeping them comfortably moist.

The bomb-spitting frog that rushed to deliver the message was crawling in the center, surrounded by its boss, and in front of it was the Bomb-Spitting Emperor I. In the past, it didn't need to prostrate to meet the boss, it only needed to sit, but now that there are more and more rules on the island, it can only meet the Tutan Emperor I in this humble posture.

The stupid people on the island who don't know how to change their tune have been shot with cobblestone by order of the Spitting Bomb Emperor. The Spitting Bomb Emperor wants to use his blood to establish his prestige, and then bring a new look to the island and embark on the trajectory of statehood.

Inside the cave, there was a spitting frog that was much larger than its kind, and it sat there like a mountain of meat, boredly playing with the round stones in the water. It had two hideous cross-shaped scars on its face, as well as numerous gunshot wounds on its body.

It was called Cross Scar, and it had served on Harold's ship, and when its contract expired, it returned to Toad Island with its kind. It hasn't drunk rum for a long time, and it's a little nostalgic for being at sea, but it's actually very good to fight and kill all day long.

Crossscar grinned at the thought of this.

The messenger of the bomb-spitting frog explained the arrival of the pirate group, causing a flurry of twitching and whispering, and the leaders of the bomb-spitting frog said something in their ears. But there was a small mistake in the middle, and the spitting frog who passed the word forgot the prestige of the evil dragon, and only mentioned that a pirate group had arrived here.

"Someone sent a golden doll fish again? That's great news. The Bomb Specter said as he licked his thick lips, leaving a trail of mucus on his uneven pale yellow skin, sunk deep into the stone throne, wearing a pure bronze crown and a torn red cloak tied around his fleshy shoulders.

"Are you going to betray your people again to satisfy your appetites? My dear brother. Crossscar tilted his head sideways and glanced disapprovingly at the Spitting Bomb Emperor beside him. Although it does not mind life at sea, it has also witnessed the tragic deaths of many of its kind, so it is very dissatisfied with the decision of the Spitting Bomb Emperor.

The Spitting Emperor was unmoved, but his eyes narrowed a little, and he said in a low voice, "Watch your words, Duke Crossscar. ”

"Haha, please, don't tease me with that word." Crossscar laughed heartily, slapping against the shallow water, the waves splashing, "I wish you could see what a real duke looks like, and then you will know how ridiculous it is to have a duke title on my head." ”

The Spitting Emperor felt his cheeks burn, he had never left Pebble Island, and he was all hearsay about the lives of the nobles of the Empire.

"That's why I want to change the life on the island, to have tall buildings, to have delicious food brought by boat, so that we can use the good stuff of the races on the shore!"

"What a guy who lives in a sweet dream." Cross Scar spat disdainfully, "I learned a truth on the ship, if you want to get it, you must pay first, and your imperial life must be built with the corpses of your kind." ”

"You're really short-sighted." The Bomb Emperor felt that the effort was worth it, and let the Bomb Frog serve the Empire, and then in exchange for the Empire's funding, he built a new Bomb Frog home on Pebble Island, what a great idea!

"Anyway, I don't agree with this, let that damn pirate out there bring the golden doll fish back!" Cross Scar snapped.

"Don't forget, I'm the owner of this island! I am willing to accept offerings from outsiders and bestow upon them the glory of Pebble Island. The Bullet Emperor pointed to his brother, who was five times taller than himself, and imitated the king's tone.

Three-quarters of the spitting frogs in the cave responded, expressing their position, glaring at Cross Scar with a sharp gaze, and they had joined the same front, unanimous to the outside world.

Cross Scar looked around at the malicious gaze around him, snorted, and said, "A bunch of fuss guys." ”

Seeing the crossscar wilting, the Spitting Emperor was very satisfied, and it regained the king's due vigor, and raised his head and said, "Let the pirate bring the golden doll fish over to talk." ”

The bomb-spitting frog who was passing the message bowed his head and said yes, and stepped backwards.

"Wait." Crossscar stopped it again, and the spitting frog stopped.

"What do you want?" The Spitter glared angrily at Crossscar.

"I've been dealing with pirates for ten years, and I know them well, and they're insatiable, and they can open their mouths to you with a small fish. They have a terrible character, but sometimes, the shortcomings can become the strengths. For example, they know how to harm others and benefit themselves. Crossscar grinned, "Isn't it better to use a hard grab than to trade?" This is our territory, and we have thousands of compatriots who can beat pirates into a sieve with just a pebble per man. There's no need to be at their mercy and containment, since they sent the golden baby fish, we can just laugh and accept it. Haha......"