After Lao Gong shouted these words, they were greeted only by a terrible silence, the sails of the Black Iron Fleet sounded in the sea breeze, and Lao Gong did not shout again, just stood at the bow of the ship, quietly, as if waiting for something.

"Haha, Brother Gong, don't come unharmed." Suddenly, the black iron fleet in front of them branched off on both sides, a black ship larger than all the ships, the bow of the ship was in the shape of a shark's head, and the mast was shaped like a spear, directly through the shark's head, just like they wore a hanging flag, a thatch, through the head of a shark.

And at the bow of this ship, stood a tall man wearing a pirate hat, who looked like a foreigner from the outside, but probably because of his perennial adrift on the sea, his skin was dark, and on his rough face, there was a huge scar. This is the famous king of the underground pirate world, the North Pacific Pirate King Half Shark.

"It turns out that my uncle is still an old acquaintance with this North Pacific pirate king, and it seems that he has been saved." When the palace chief saw the old palace coming up, he greeted the half-shark, and felt that the half-shark would definitely look at the face of his powerful uncle, as long as he got what he wanted.

"Lord Half-Shark, your complexion is still so good." After Lao Gong saw the half-shark, he didn't see the relaxed expression of the old man on his face, nor did he look like he was facing a great enemy.

"Hehe," Half Shark sneered, and the palace chief felt half cold in his heart when he saw Half Shark's smile, because whether it was a TV series or a movie he had watched, anyone who laughed like this was a villain boss-level character. Half Shark touched the scar on his face: "Of course, how can I forget this memorial that Brother Gong left me back then, I haven't stopped looking for you, but it's a pity that you and Sirius have disappeared for decades, God has eyes, and I still found you today." ”

"I say half-shark," a smile appeared on Lao Gong's face, and he patted the railing of the Starlight, "If this ship under my feet is Sirius, do you think you can trap me today?" ”

Half-Shark's face sank: "If it's Sirius, it's really not necessarily, but this ship is not Sirius, and you." "The half-shark pointed at the Starlight, and all the ships of the Black Iron Fleet instantly stretched out thousands of cannon barrels, and everyone raised their guns in their hands and pointed at the Starlight, waiting for the half-shark to give an order at any time, and the Starlight could fall into a situation from which it could never recover.

Lao Gong's face was not very good-looking, but he knew that he was not yet in a desperate situation, he still had chips in his hand, and he also wanted to use this chip to exchange for the safety of a boatload of people. "Half-shark," said the old palace, "I really didn't expect you to find me, but if you fire, you'll never have to get what you want." ”

"Lao Gong, at this point, you still want to use this to blackmail me? You're not going to want to keep the people on your ship. The half-shark laughed, Lao Gong secretly said in his heart that he deserved to be one of the top ten pirate kings in the world, but anyone who can sit in this position, scheming, strength, all reach the peak, and can even fight with the world military, people who can control this kind of power are naturally not simple.

"Half shark, you're right, so far, I'm trying to keep a boatload of people." In the impression of the palace chief, the old palace is a calm and unhurried, can always give the right instructions, and occasionally there is a little obscene old man who is not old and decrepit, but at this moment, there is a trace of righteousness and awe-inspiring, generosity and righteousness. The palace chief couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this old man would not suddenly find out with his conscience, and felt that he had caused so much trouble that he couldn't bear everyone, if so, he would definitely collect the corpse of the old palace in the future, and burn paper money every New Year's holiday. The palace chief patted his head, "Damn, how can you deviate so much at every critical moment, this stupid pig author." ”

Lao Gong then spread his hands and continued: "Compared to these ships of yours, my ship is indeed not big, but if I tell you, there is such a small piece of enriched uranium in my ship, as long as my command room is blown up, then it will explode." Speaking of this, Lao Gong paused, he could see from a distance, the corners of the half-shark's mouth twitched a few times, and the old palace continued: "What I said, do you believe it?" ”

The half-shark smiled undeniably, and the palace chief secretly scolded in his heart on the one hand, saying that he had just seen this old man look righteous and awe-inspiring, and it was very tragic, it turned out that he was fucking holding someone else's life, and the old man himself caused trouble, and he had to pull a boatload of people to accompany him to the funeral. Just as he was thinking, Halfshark's words interrupted his thoughts.

"Brother Gong, you really think I'm scared," the half-shark sneered at him, "I don't believe that there is such a device on your ship." Saying this, the half-shark raised his hand, only to hear the uniform sound of all the black iron fleets, the palace chief, they knew that this meant that all the shells had been loaded, and all the guns had been bolted. Half Shark continued: "As long as I put down this hand, your ship, and the people on board, will be beaten to ashes, what I said, do you believe it?" ”

Lao Gong smiled faintly, stretched out his arms directly, and then circled around all the black iron fleets: "Since Lord Half Shark doesn't believe it, then let's open fire." ”

Half shark's hand slowly lowered down, he seemed to enjoy the feeling of holding other people's lives in his own hands, the wind on the sea seemed to have stopped, Lao Gong tightly held the railing in front of him, the palace chief closed his eyes in despair, and still held Wang Lu in his arms, the fat man and the pockmark They stood on the deck, standing behind Lao Gong, they were born to be the people of this ship, and death was the ghost of this ship