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"Of course it works." Duran smiled: "How many purple dragon coins do you want?" ”

Who knew that Black Jack shook his head and stared at Duran deadly: "I don't want money!" ”

"Don't want money?" Duran was stunned. He sat there, reminisced a little, and found that the game company didn't seem to have recorded this situation in his data.

"Could it be that there is something else hidden?" Duran's heart moved, he didn't care about anything else, as long as Black Jack Ken took him to Nightmare Beach, he naturally had a way to find Alberon.

"Name your terms." Of course, he wouldn't believe that Blackjack would take him to Nightmare Beach for free. After all, that place was hellish for Black Jack and full of tragic memories.

The other party must have other conditions.

Blackjack looked around, and Duran noticed that a Scarface suddenly stood up and walked towards him.

Blackjack looked at Scarface, pretended not to notice, and whispered, "Help me retake my ship!" ”

Duran frowned, he didn't expect that Black Jack would make such a request.

This was not what he expected.

"Hey boy, get out of the way, I have something to talk to this gentleman about alone." Scarface was obviously not a regular at the Hearthstone Inn, but he seemed to know the place very well and walked over with ease.

He motioned for Duran to walk away.

Duran shook his eyebrows and looked at Blackjack, "Your trouble is coming so fast. ”

A hint of sadness flashed across Blackjack's face, but his eyes immediately became fierce—the kind of look that Duran had ever seen that only someone who truly regarded the life and death of others as nothing.

"This guy ......" Duran didn't move, just sat there, looking like he was sitting on a mountain and watching the tiger fight.

Simodo and the others had already leaned over secretly.

The hall of the Hearthstone Inn fell silent, except for a handful of people pointing at Blackjack and making low noises.

Scarface smirked, "Captain Blackjack, I can't imagine that you didn't flee the city in the first place after being kicked off the ship. ”

"Why should I run away?" Blackjack disdainfully picked up a glass of wine on Duran's table, took a sip hard, and glared at Scarface: "Who asked you to come?" ”

"Philip Gongzi gave ten purple dragon coins to reward your head, and I just got the reward." Scarface smiled and said, "Of course, if you can give me more than ten purple dragon coins, I may let you live." ”

"As for you kid, it looks like you're on good terms with Blackjack, and you'll drop all your money, or you'll be hanging on the flagpole at Cordo Pier tomorrow morning."

Scarface looked at Duran with bad intentions, and several of the younger brothers behind him rolled up their sleeves to make a big noise.

"That's what happens when you don't have the sight." Scarface sneered and said, "You didn't leave just now when you were asked to go away, stay here now for Blackjack to be buried!" ”

Blackjack didn't pay attention to Scarface at all, his right hand held the wine glass, and his left hand was already pressed against the saber at his waist, but he didn't pull it out.

"Old Kitson, after so many years at sea, you are still so stupid. So much so that I wondered, how the hell did you survive? Blackjack said leisurely, "Phillips bewitched my crew and betrayed me, but he didn't kill me, but drove me off the ship; Feller's little bunny hated me for sleeping with his woman, but he only opened a bounty when I was temporarily out of power, and didn't dare to bring anyone to deal with me himself. ”

"Just you and your fox friends, what is it that makes you so confident that you can deal with me?"

Blackjack's eyes flashed, his movements were suffocating, and he saw that his hands were still pressed on his waist. In the next second, his sword was already on Scarface's neck.

Scarface's face changed suddenly, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Impossible, they clearly said that your right hand has been injured!" ”

"Do you believe what they say?" Black Jack looked at Scarface playfully, and with a slight turn of the blade of his long sword, he cut a shallow scratch on Scarface's neck.

A faint trail of blood came out from under Scarface's skin.

The rest of the people were suddenly silent.

Duran sat there, but he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Blackjack is best known for his right hand, which Duran already knew. This guy is holding a sword in his right hand, and his speed is outrageously fast, and if the two sides are too close, even Duran himself may not be able to block it.

Let him hold a sword in his right hand, his combat ability is almost comparable to that of a gold-level swordsman, because he moves very quickly - Duran suspects that this guy's right hand has been modified, or it has simply been transplanted, or it is simply the hand of another creature such as a demon; And if he can't use his right hand, then his combat ability is only silver level, or even worse.

Scarface dared to trouble him when he heard that Black Jack had injured his right hand when he was being chased away by his crew.

"You should know who the owner of the Hearthstone Inn is, right? No killing is allowed here......" Scarface felt the colder and colder on his neck, and couldn't help but shiver.

Blackjack smiled and was about to speak, when suddenly, Duran saw a silver light flash in a dark corner of the hall!

"Is there a conspiracy?" Duran didn't make a move, he chose to wait and see.

Sou!

A flash of silver light slashed, and a short crossbow arrow pierced Black Jack's sword-wielding right hand!

"Ahh Blackjack, who had been attacked by the sneak attack, showed a painful look, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

The sneak attacker came out of the darkness and pushed Scarface, who was still stunned, dressed in black and wearing a white mask, looking extremely terrifying.

"You're my trophy, Blackjack." The masked man said.

Scarface was about to struggle, but when he saw more of the same masked man coming out of the shadows, his movements froze in mid-air and finally retracted.

The entire lobby fell silent.

Blackjack propped his right hand and showed a bleak smile: "The man of the shadow armband? Ten Purple Dragon Coins will make you tempted? ”

The masked man in the lead grabbed Black Jack by the collar and sneered, "Don't talk nonsense, come with us." ”

At this moment, however, a voice said calmly:

"He can't go with you. I have another business to talk to him. ”

The masked man sneered, "Another thing that doesn't know whether to live or die? ”

Duran smiled dumbly: "You should say this to yourself." How much do you shadow armbands rely on people to do things? ”

The masked man said coldly, "Since you know our shadow armbands, you should know our style. Young people, don't meddle. ”

"Otherwise, I wouldn't mind sending you to hell before taking Blackjack."