What else could Gordon do in the face of a beautiful woman who was already defenseless, of course, he threw her down on the bed and tied her hands and feet with leaflets and towels.

"Whew, it's really tiring. ”

Gordon looked at Quillin, who was tied up in a seductive position, and just sat at the head of the bed and lit a cigar, and afterwards a cigarette, albeit a one-sided bondage.

"Damn Gordon, you bastard. ”

Queline, who was tied up in a seductive position by Gordon, was furious, as if she already knew what was going to happen to her next.

She struggled on the bed, but she couldn't break free.

"Wow, someone called me handsome Captain Gordon, fearless, courageous, the first time someone called me damn Gordon, Quillin, well, I still like that. ”

Gordon sat on the edge of the bed, looking out the window at the moon, humming an unknown song until Quillin finally got tired of struggling.

"Captain Gordon, what the hell do you want?"

Didn't make the expected moves, didn't even look at herself during this period, but raised her head, and Quirin also calmed down and asked.

Gordon turned his head, a line of crimson blood flowing out of his right nostril, and quickly wiped it with his hand.

"I'm sorry, I just don't want the kids down there to despise me, you know, it's been less than half an hour since we came up, so let's leave now, tsk. ”

"Hey, you're completely unconvincing, okay?"

"Hmm, I'm sorry. ”

Gordon ripped through part of the sheets, then wiped the blood from his hands and nose.

Both of them were a little silent, and Gordon looked at the woman, his brother had his arm cut off, and he was tied to the bed for revenge alone, and it was really sad.

"Quirin, your brother's business ......"

"I don't want to mention this. ”

"Okay. ”

"Can you leave? I want to be quiet. ”

"Hey, are you getting something wrong, what's going on with this commanding tone?"

But as she spoke, Quilin suddenly burst into tears and wet her pillow towel: "Gordon, don't fall on my hands, or you will regret it." ”

Seeing Queline crying inexplicably, Gordon also softened his heart a little, he couldn't see a woman crying, let alone a beautiful woman.

"Okay, Miss Queline, I'll leave first. ”

Gordon walked out again, and closed the door with his hand, the world is really complicated.

"Am I doing something wrong? ”

Another half an hour passed, and there was no movement in the room, and Gordon pushed the door open again, only to find that Quillin, who was supposed to be lying on the bed, was long gone, only the window was wide open, and the wind was constantly pouring in, and the short gun that fell on the ground was gone, and the dagger was inserted in a page.

"Damn Gordon, we're not done with this. ”

Gordon looked at the paper and smiled, and threw it out of the window, letting it drift away in the wind, do you think that a village in the whole world is so big, wait until the future finds me.

"Oh my God, finally caught this cunning little thing. ”

From the hall below came a childish cheer.

He lay down on the bed, which still had residual body temperature and fragrance, and slowly fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Gordon exchanged two silver coins for a cat in a cage, and the extra money was the price of the cage, as well as the boy's medical expenses, the black cat was not ordinary ferocious, and left three scratches on the boy's face.

By the time we arrived at the docks, the Jackdaw was almost ready to set sail, and the sailors were busy carrying drinks from a warehouse to the ship.

Mitch watched Gordon come back with a cat and quickly stepped forward to take it.

"Captain, it's almost, just waiting for you. ”

"By the way, Mickey, the captain has to make a rule that no one should hurt my cat, and by the way, I'm going to name this cat Quillin. ”

"Got it, Captain. ”

Gordon returned to the shipyard, and the sailors completed the removal of fresh water and wine.

"Captain back to ship! Everyone is back to their posts and ready to set sail!"

“...... Back at your post and ready to set sail!"

The lookouts began to climb up the ship's rope to the lookout, and the sailors were all in place, with five sailors inserting stout square sticks into the ship's main winch.

Gordon pulled out his binoculars and took in the shallows and reefs around the harbor.

At this time, the morning sun is rising, the clouds on the horizon are casting a red morning glow, the seagulls are starting to chirp in the sky, the docks are noisy again, there are sailing ships recalling in this port, and ships that have been prepared earlier have set sail.

"Lower the sails, raise the anchor, and aim for the ...... of the sea of stars"

"Captain's order, raise the anchor, raise the sails......"

The Jackdaw slowly sailed away from the port, and on a very conspicuous wooden board on the dock, Quillin watched the Jackdaw's departure, her expression was a little complicated, but she turned her head and left again.

The black cat, named Quiline by Gordon, was released, and on the sea, the ship was the only area it could move in, and it was no longer afraid of running around.

Gordon set up a table at the mouth of the ship, on which was Smith's terrifying breakfast, delicious, but a little greasy.

Feeding the already soft jerky in the broth directly to Quirin, watching the cat feast on it was really a lot of fun.

"Quirin, the rats of the Jackdaw depend on you, eat more to have strength. ”

Every time you dock, the environment in the cabin is easy to attract rats to come up, whether it is falling food scraps, or a corner full of stolen goods and rotting food, it is the best environment for rats to settle down.

Alan stood a little dull on the sidelines, he had drunk a lot of wine last night, and Gordon didn't come back until the morning, what he did last night was completely needless to say, he could only sigh helplessly, he didn't want to turn his head to look at his captain at all.

Kulich couldn't help but smile as he steered the rudder as he watched Gordon and a cat in harmony, but kindly reminded, "Captain, you can't feed it too much food so it won't catch mice." ”

"It's okay Morgan, it's not an orange cat. ”

After saying that, he lost two pieces of jerky, and he ate a large bite of bread stained with butter.

"Captain, why did you name it Quirin? It's a she-cat?"

At this time, Mickey also walked up with his own food, and he just happened to be on the change of breakfast to rest for a while.

Gordon reached out a hand and touched Quillin's head, but it was dodged instantly, and then a claw, but fortunately it didn't break the skin.

"It's because I'm remembering a stupid woman named Quirin, pretty but prickly. ”

Alan on the side pursed his mouth, wishing that it was him last night, but he still turned his head to look at Quirin's cat, which was really godlike.