The red-bearded barbaroque uncharacteristically got up from the dancer's belly early in the morning. At this time, he is always used to using exaggerated body language to show that he is unusually powerful. Just yesterday, when his number one brother, Vic, placed the Golden Knight Rex in a crystal coffin and sank into the sea, the news of the legendary weapon of hunger reached his ears among the funeral items. The blindness of the baroque face covered by the blindfold seemed to shoot a greedy look!

Although he is over 50 years old, the muscles in Baroque are still a source of shame for many young people. Without pity, he patted the white elastic buttocks of the mature woman next to him, and broke the woman's snake-like soft arms and thighs tightly entangled around his waist. For the first time, I walked out of the hut before the sun rose.

"Fucking stupid pigs, fuck me out! I don't want you to hang a shark! Meet on deck in a quarter of an hour!"

The sailors of the "Deathstorm" rubbed their sleepy eyes, wiped the saliva from the corners of their mouths, and yawned to the roar of the Baroque. The face is full of dissatisfaction with the desire to sleep, and there may be other interesting things or things, such as women.

The sun jumped out of the sea level abruptly with a touch of morning glow on the horizon. The blue sea is unusually calm. In the roar of the morning tide, the hermit crab found a new home after a hard night's work to hide from the skua that was constantly attacking from the sky.

At the bow of the Deathstorm, flocks of skas took turns attacking the corpse hanging from the bow. From the fragments of clothing left on the corpse, the identity of the deceased can be vaguely guessed. The Barbaroques, whenever they went out "hunting", used to string their leaders with a two-man standard spear and stick it in the bow of the ship, admiring the spasms of the deceased's limbs twisting in the air in pain. and the fear and reluctance with which their eyes look at the sharp spear tip mixed with the entrails of their own excrement. At this time, Baroque was accustomed to put his hand into the white and soft breasts of an unfortunate little sheep next to him, and felt the skin that had become full of small particles of skin and the two hard grapes because of fear and nausea. And while laughing wildly, he drank a cup of Bloody Mary in the true sense of the word in his other hand, which was made by the first mate Square Enix himself. Only at this time. He seemed to have returned to the wonderful moment when he said goodbye to his 12-year imprisonment in the imperial capital prison ten years ago, robbed a kind person who was kind enough to pick him out of the ditch and escaped, and then vented the seeds that had been maintained for 12 years in a street girl who was almost animalistic after a full meal.

Looking at the unlucky bastard, who had been turned into a skeleton, Barbaroque believed that his good fortune had come. He grabbed the little lamb's fiery red hair beside him, and reflexively dragged her into his cabin. You know, it's not just the scrap wood that wants to be dissatisfied. Soon the ship's side crashed into the roar of the waves. Mixed with the bloody wails of the little sheep and the shivering lewd laughter of the pirates.

In the dark, Peace has gone through the first fears and uneasiness. Slowly settled down. After many touches, he finally determined that he was in a sealed box. Not sure why. He always felt that there was a love in the depths of his soul that made him very easily irritable. And in addition to anger and betrayal, there are many more information that I can't figure out. "Rex, who is it? very familiar, John??Nina Nina!! "It was like a pot of boiling oil that someone poured a scoop of cold water in his mind. The pain was so intense that it made him feel as if he was about to disappear.

"I'm sorry. Rex Nina can only belong to me! I have no choice!"

"Do you love me?"

"Huh. You're the pride of the family, Rex."

"No!!!" peace wants to open his mouth and shout!

His mind finally flew from being hit by a car to the arena. Immediately, for the first time, I could feel the storage of fighting qi in my body, and the moment I faced the sword of the bandit leader of the Black Wind Ridge, I felt the surging power of the "Brilliant Cross Slash". The first encounter with Nina, and the guy Cliff and "Wait, Cliff!!" his eyes were angry! Inexplicably angry!.Nina can only belong to me!I have no choice!Nina can only belong to me!I have no choice!This!!

Once again, there was an unbearable pain in the head. It was as if someone was slowly slicing their brain stem with a rusty scalpel and scooping their brain tissue with a red-hot iron spoon.

He felt his consciousness becoming more and more blurred, as if he was watching the frightened eyes of the driver in the car from the air. The vitality is gradually draining.

"Rex Fili Constantine! I love the name! It's a pity that I'm just as helpless as you!"

This is the last consciousness of peace.

A breeze blew on the calm sea. Square Enix was lying comfortably on one of the deck chairs. While he was comfortable, he couldn't help but look at the unlucky ghost at the bow of the boat, which had become a skeleton. Gently patted the handrail made of precious sandalwood. The oncoming breeze carries with it the humid sea air. Years of outlaw life made him inexplicably wary of the breeze that should have brought him comfort! Suddenly, he had a very frightened feeling. A hint of fear about this trip! inexplicable, completely inexplicable! He felt a curse in the breeze that should have been refreshing. They were all cursed!! it was the intuition in their hearts that told him! He had escaped death several times. So much so that the mighty Barbaroque spared himself when he stuck a group of old fellows who had been on the bow of the ship at the beginning. This once made me grateful to the leader.

After the breeze, the air becomes quiet. Square Enix let out a long sigh. Reached out and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He found himself soaking wet. Somewhat prostration, he stood up. Footsteps staggered. Walking into his small warehouse, he finally felt a little safe.

In the sealed crystal coffin, a dazzling blue light suddenly flickered! The dragon crystal of the frost dragon on the "Hunger Cold" was like a blue sun burning! The outside of the crystal coffin had condensed a layer of transparent ice crystals! It was thickly encircled. A stream of blue energy flowed through Rex's body like electricity. Beneath the gorgeous armor was unusually weird, and the radiating huge wound caused by the very perfect Cliff silver fighting qi sewn with thread. It is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The blue energy flowed like water along the veins that had long since lost their lives. I don't know how long it took, but in the darkness the hands clenched the hilt of the sword. It seemed to move slightly. The consciousness of peace seemed to have found a home in the dust scattered everywhere in the universe, and the next moment he clearly perceived that he was a genius! an 18-year-old genius! an 18-year-old golden knight!

"Rex: Yes, as far as I remember, I'm Rex! Rex Fili Constantine."

Peace silently felt the change in his consciousness.

Will the injustice of fate continue?

Thinking of this, the handsome face that had been preserved to perfection suddenly twitched. He cautiously opened his eyes and face.

Underneath the eyes were a pair of eyes that flashed with a strange blue light, full of sarcasm and a little distorted.

Peace shouldn't be said to be Rex's reflection of the crystal, as if he saw his own mockery of fate.

Chapter 3: The Pirate of Good Fortune (Part II)

The interweaving of streams of consciousness seemed to penetrate the strange eyes. The small space is full of rage, unwillingness, and confusion. A spiral of spiritual power formed at the center of the young golden knight's eyebrows. Memories of Heping before his death and all the qiē about Rex. Under the tearing of the spiral nest, it became fragmented. As the speed of consciousness intensifies, people from two planes and planes are originally distinct. It's like a meat grinder that blends fat and lean meat!

The blue eyes calmly swept over the darkness with a trace of energy surging in the corners of his eyes. Rex's handsome face, which had been sunny, sneered with a cold and evil sneer on the sudden change. It's more like laughing at yourself, laughing at the world, and even laughing at fate.

Square Enix was awakened by a nightmare! The hellish scene and the man's shadow in the dream made him feel like he had lost his soul after waking up. I changed into a relatively dry outfit again to absorb the cold sweat that seemed to be pouring out of my back. He gasped for breath and trembled with his right hand as if tentatively trying to open the hatch.

There was a loud bang! The thick hatch slammed against the wooden wall after receiving a violent impact!

"Ah!!!" Square Enix let out a desperate scream, looking in horror at the figure in the sunlight outside the cabin! He fainted in a fit of rage.

"Hell!!" the man outside the cabin felt angry and very funny about Square Enix's appearance. At the same time, he had an indescribable narcissistic relationship with himself. He muttered cursers. I was very depressed, "Why did this kid become a sissy today?" He playfully watched as the first mate was in close contact with the floor, and kicked the poor man on the floor in the waist mischievously.

"Damn, if you don't want to experience the thrill of hanging sharks, my dear first mate, just fuck me up!"

Poor Square Enix, with a blushing face, cautiously followed Barbaroque to the deck.

"Boss"

"Huh?"

"I feel like we"

"Do you think we should return at once?"

"Yes, my feelings sue me. There seems to be great danger ahead of us! All of us will die because of this voyage!

"That's enough!!My instincts tell me, Mr. First Mate! We're going to get that sword from that damn shell that's supposed to be rotten! I don't mind putting you in the bow of the ship with the corpse named Rex when the time comes!!" Barbaroque looked at his loyal men with a hint of mockery and cruelty in his eyes.

A bright smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he reached over and patted the poor man on the shoulder. (To be continued......)