Totuga, located on the northern island of Gromonne, is 648 nautical miles from Port Royal, and even the Interceptor, which is a tailwind, can reach speeds of up to eleven knots, arriving at the port on the evening of the third day.

Chaos, this is the first feeling that Gordon produces when he walks on the island.

Totuga was a famous pirate port, an island he remembered but had never set foot on.

Countless pirates and sailors gathered in this port, enjoying the rum, killing, robbing, prostituting people, where money comes everything, and pirates and sailors could do all kinds of things for the silver coins that could buy rum.

The people in the tavern were reveling, and anyone who didn't like it could go up and beat them up, and fights were commonplace here, but the only rule was that those who lost would be thrown into the pigsty.

Looking at the chaos in front of him, Gordon just thought of the people in the twenty-first century who binge-drug in bars, throwing aside all rules and enjoying desires, without the shackles of rules, everyone has lost their disguises, so disgusting and ugly.

The woman was so faunted that she could sleep with any man who looked at her, and three men used muskets as fireworks on the second floor of the tavern.

The stench mixed with the smell of blood and gunsmoke made him understand why Jack always smelled this way, this was the smell of chaos.

"Welcome to Totuga ......"

A smile appeared on the corner of Jack's mouth, and at this moment, he returned to his familiar territory, this familiar freedom, looking at the white-faced Will and Gordon, began to mock a little, this is the old man's natural superiority over the newcomer.

"It's sad if a man has never experienced the variety of Totuga, what do you think?"

Will looked at the drunkard who was constantly drinking, but got soaked all over, took a breath, and said a little against his will: "It's not bad!"

"I knew you knew me, Will, and if all the towns in this world were like this, then no one would be sad anymore!"

Gordon had tried to hold his breath, and almost choked himself when he heard Jack's words: "Will, don't listen to his nonsense, if all the towns in this world become like this, then everyone will fall into panic and chaos, and after all, a new order will be re-established." ”

The age of chaos is not at all the age in which ordinary people can survive, power dominates everything, and when the shackles of morality and order are put aside, the beast in human nature will break out of the cage and destroy everything.

Jack is leading Will in the direction of a pirate, something Gordon will never tolerate.

Jack didn't argue anything, but watched as the scantily clad woman in front of him slowly walked over.

"Scarlett!"

He hurriedly greeted him, this is his old good-looking, white skin and beautiful appearance, and he is alive and well.

"Smack!"

A loud slap directly tilted Jack's neck, but fortunately his own skin was thick enough, and his black skin did not invite the bright red finger prints.

"This slap is for me?"

Looking at Scarlet in the distance, Jack was a little confused.

At this time, another bewitching woman with heavy makeup walked up.

"Giselle. ”

The woman just stared at him and asked, asking in a kinder tone, "Who is that?"

Before Jack could say anything, he was slapped the neck.

"I probably deserve it this time. ”

Jack took Will and Gordon with two buckets of water from the backyard and headed straight for the pigsty, Gibbs always liked to fight with people in the tavern, but it was clear that there was almost no win, and at this point in the day, it was absolutely right to look for him in the pigsty.

Gordon originally wanted to see this classic scene, but he was almost gone, and in this poisonous environment, it was terrible to come to the location of the pigsty.

"I'll go to the tavern for a couple of drinks, Will, are you coming?"

Will looked at Jack, then at Gordon, and just whispered close to Gordon and said, "I don't have any money!"

Gordon pulled two silver coins out of his bosom and quickly stuffed them back.

"Okay, Gordon, you're so generous, Captain, we'll wait for you at the tavern first!"

Will and Gordon leave shoulder to shoulder, leaving Jack alone with a bucket of water.

"Hey, you can't do that, I'm the captain!"

Gordon and Will didn't look back, pretending not to hear at all.

So angry that he directly took out the pistol, turned around twice, and plugged it back in, and finally endured it.

Pushing open the door of the tavern, all you can see is the lawless fight of sailors, and all kinds of tables, stools, wine bottles become the best weapons.

"Aha!"

A bearded, rude sailor in a three-cornered hat lifted a bottle directly and smashed it on his opponent's head.

With a crisp sound, the blood of the beaten pirate began to flow down the bridge of his nose, but no one cared, and the onlookers just laughed until the latter was completely lying on the ground and did not move again.

Pirates don't care about the severity of their attack, they will be buried in the back mountain, as long as they are not killed with guns, it is a big taboo to sneak up on others from behind with a firearm.

Looking at such a chaotic scene, Gordon shook his head and led Will against the wall to go to the bar to buy a bottle of wine.

The pirates who were fighting on the second floor were thrown directly from above, spitting blood out of their mouths and almost spraying on Will's shoes.

Gordon didn't stop, just asked as he walked, "How do you feel like a pirate now?"

"It's terrible!" Will looked at the ugly evil face, couldn't help but twitch his face, and quickened his pace.

The bar of the tavern was completely encased in metal, leaving only a few specific windows, and if it weren't for that, the bar would have been smashed into something long ago.

"Two bottles of rum!"

Gordon shouted, and handed in a silver coin, while the person inside laid out five bottles of wine.

There is no such thing as change here, but it is also honest trading, and it is really easy to run away from these pirates when they are smashed here, and they can't drive for so long.

Gordon didn't speak, picked up two bottles and handed them to Will, while he held three bottles and prepared to find a place to hurry, or a place where no one was fighting. “

There were really such places in a few corners of the tavern, and Gordon chose one and headed that way.

"Hey, boy, are you really rich?"

A big man directly blocked the two of them, although the rum is not very high-end, but no matter how much it needs a pound a bottle, it is really the first time I have seen someone buy a five bottle to drink.

The fat all over his body, the oil on his face, and the breath he exhaled were all stinky, directly challenging Gordon's nerves, although he couldn't help it.

"I'll give you a chance, disappear right away!"