The sound of "ding-dong......" water droplets was particularly loud in the dim and silent room.

In the center of the cramped bungalow was a tattered wooden table and a wooden chair, on which a man covered in blood was now being tied. The man's head was lowered and covered with a black cloth, his hands were tied to the back of the chair with cowhide ropes, and the white undershirt on his upper body was wet, stuck to his skin with sweat and blood, and his whole body exuded the stench of decay, looking like a corpse that had been dead for a long time.

"Squeak!" The wooden door of the room was opened from the outside, and a ray of light entered the room from the outside, and was immediately blocked by the closed door again.

The man who was tied to the chair of the "water ......" seemed to sense the movement and made a low ** sound.

"Whew!" The black cloth cover on the man's head was torn off, revealing a pale and bloodless face. The man's old face was full of weather, like Frango Thier, the old sailor on the Vaasa.

Frango awoke from his coma and struggled to open his puffy eyelids, trying to see the person who had come. Suddenly, the old pirate only felt a tightening of his scalp, and the messy hair on his head had been grabbed and his head was torn back violently, and the cold touch of the blade came from his neck.

"That companion of mine has at least two fatal wounds on his body that you left him." A sharp voice like a sharp blade slashing through a mirror sounded in the ears of the old pirate, "Before you speak, I tell you with all sincerity that the next period of time will be very long!" ”

"F......" A fierce light flashed in Frango's eyes, and he was about to open his mouth to scold angrily, but his mouth was stuffed into a stinky burlap by the person behind him.

"Don't rush, don't rush, old man!" The shrill voice rang out again, "Now is not the time for you to speak!" ”

"Bang!" The man behind him threw a small cloth bag heavily on the wooden table, stirring up a cloud of dust. Out of the corner of his eye, Frango saw a pair of snow-white palms with slender fingers and dry claws, gently spreading out the small cloth bag.

There were many strange silver gadgets in the small cloth bag, and although Frango had never seen these tools, the old pirate couldn't help but feel a cold chill in his heart when he looked at these silver sharp instruments.

"Hey, man, maybe you don't know, I used to be a surgeon." The owner of the high-pitched voice let out an eerie laugh, "Oh, by the way, you probably don't know what a surgeon is. Let me explain to you, you can be a parts replacement worker in this profession, and of course, the parts I replace are generally part of the human body! ”

Snow-white hands shook as Frango's swollen eyelids were stretched open with a delicate tool under Frango's intense struggle.

Then, Frango watched with horror as his hands pulled out a flat-headed knife that looked like a duck's beak in his small cloth bag, and even in the dim room, the silver knife still faintly reflected a terrifying cold light.

"Do you feel that the blade of this knife is very short, but in fact it is very sharp, and it is generally used to cut the belly of the patient. But it's in my hands, it's a skinning tool! The shrill voice was filled with a sickly sense of excitement, "Although your skin is too thick and thick, I haven't skinned anyone else for a long time, so I can barely make do with it!" ”

"Woo......" In the dimly lit room, a painful dull ** sounded. Beneath the wooden chair where Frango was sitting, a pool of blood quickly accumulated.

"Dang!" A figure as thin as a dry wood appeared in the dimly lit room, and threw the silver tongs back into the cloth bag, where the tools were basically stained with blood. Looking at the old pirate in front of him, who was no longer humanoid and trembling, Thorn stretched out his snow-white palm and gently removed the stinky linen cloth from Frango's mouth.

"Now I'll ask, ...... you say" Seeing the dead gray old sailor in his eyes, he smiled and said softly, "Look, you and I are already very tired, and you don't want me to repeat what I just did again, do you?" ”

"Ho...... Ho......" A bellows-like whimper came from Frango's throat, his dilated pupils slowly refocused, and consciousness began to recover from the great pain.

"I have regained my self-control so quickly...... "The thorny pupils shrank into a needle, but he asked softly without pause, "What's your Admiral's name?" ”

"Al...... Al...... Fred! Ho...... Ho! Frango's mouth came with staccato words, his face trembling from time to time, adjusting to the residual sharp pain in his body.

"What's your mission......" Thorn deliberately slowed his high-pitched voice so as not to irritate the old pirate's nerves.

"Go to ...... Mediterranean ......" Frango muttered intermittently, staring blankly at the thin man in front of him, blood and foam dripping from the corners of his mouth.

Half an hour later, the thorn gave up the interrogation and began to bandage the old pirate's wounds and inject them with medicine. Killing Frango was only a momentary pleasure, and perhaps the living hostage was of some use to them, and there was no need to kill the half-dead old guy right now.

"Bang!" Ghostly vanished in place, and closed the door, leaving the old pirate alone in his dimly lit little room.

After a long time, Frango, who was dazed, suddenly blinked his eyelids, and a hint of viciousness and cunning flashed in his lowered eyes. The cruel method of extorting confessions did make the old guy suffer like never before. However, the surgeon apparently underestimated the old pirate's patience.

In the Age of Discovery, as a pirate, Frango experienced too many tortures and life and death tests. Whether it is being pursued by the navy or fighting by peers, there is a saying among pirates: If you are unfortunately caught, you will hold on, if you can't hold on, you will scream, and if you are done, you will die!

The only thing you don't need is to beg for mercy! Because begging for mercy was useless, he was caught by his peers, either buried alive or fed to sharks, caught by the navy, and either beheaded or hanged. No one would pity a pirate, not even the pirate himself.

Except for a very small number of vicious pirates, the best destination for men who beg for a living on the ocean is to be recruited by the country's ** and use part of their wealth to buy the royal family's pardon. Of course, it would be better if you could get a noble title. In fact, this is also the choice of many pirate kings, such as: Sir Drake, Barbarossa Hayreddin, Henry Morgan, Zheng Shi of the East, etc.

"Thorny, what's going on, what did the Swedish sailor say?" Odin, who was in deep thought, suddenly frowned, looked at a dark corner of the room and asked aloud.

"That old thing said that the Swedish warship was coming to the Mediterranean in search of an ancient treasure!" The thorn hidden in the shadows hesitated. In fact, he was not satisfied with this answer, but the thorn was very confident in his torture methods, and did not believe that Frango, who was on the verge of a nervous breakdown, was lying.

"Commander, could that treasure be the special competitive mission we received - the treasure of King Solomon? Sweden is at war with the Holy Roman Empire, and if the news of the treasure appears, it is indeed possible that their emperor will send a warship into the Mediterranean in search of treasure for military resources! Athena's eyes lit up and she spoke.

"Well, I don't rule it out!" Odin groaned and nodded.

"Commander, should we ...... Track down that Swedish battleship! Athena said hesitantly.

"No, I have another idea!" A gleam flashed in Odin's eyes, "Athena, inform our sub-group and cooperation team, let them spread the news of the treasure in the major ports of the world, and try to attract the reincarnation team of the X space as much as possible." ”

"Commander, do you want to ......" The white veil on Athena's face moved slightly, and she asked in surprise.

"Well, we haven't heard anything about the enemy yet, I'm going to make a move on this backwater, lure a few of the other teams in Space X out, and find the mysterious team that killed Ruth through them......" Odin's eyes lit up, and he clenched his fists hard.

"As for that Swedish battleship, I believe that we don't need to do it, as long as it dares to appear in the ports of the Mediterranean, then there will be a large number of reincarnations with red eyes and treasures to pounce on it and tear the Swedes to pieces!"

……

"Alfred, we're back!" Christina pushed open the door to the captain's cabin and grinned at the young man behind her desk.

"Christina, why are you back now?" Xu Mo looked at the red-haired beauty in surprise, "Didn't you say you were going to shop in Amsterdam?" ”

"Oh, that's right, I ran into Grandpa Frio in the harbor, and their admiral said that there is something to discuss with you!" Christina sighed helplessly, she didn't want to give up shopping, but she couldn't resist Frio's request, so she had to return early and take Raphael and the others aboard the Vasa.

"Oh? Admiral of the Chamber of Commerce in Portugal? Xu Mo raised his eyebrows, "Please let them in!" ”

"Lord Alfred, it's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Raphael Castello, you can call me Raphael!" As soon as Xu Mo's words fell, a handsome blonde boy appeared at the door of the captain's room and bowed to Xu Mo.

"Please come in, do you want something to drink? Raphael! Xu Mo stood up from his chair and nodded with a smile.

"A cup of hot cocoa is good!" Raphael calmly entered the room and sat down at his desk.

"I'll come, Admiral!" Seeing that there were no orderlies in the house, Christina took the initiative to make a drink for the two of them.

"Pull ...... Sir Phil, do you have something to do with me? Looking at this young man with a beautiful face like a woman, Xu Mo asked in confusion.

"Yes, Your Excellency Admiral, the Castel Road Chamber of Commerce wants to conclude a cooperation agreement with you!" Raphael showed a charming smile, and her big beautiful eyes narrowed into a crescent moon.

"Cooperation agreement?" Xu Mo frowned tightly, looked at this beautiful young man vigilantly, and pondered for a moment before saying, "I'm sorry, I can't conclude a cooperation agreement with you!" If I'm not mistaken, Portugal is still a Catholic country, even though it has gained independence from Spain? ”