Old Bill returned to the dock and waited for a long time, but what he waited for was the news that the captain insisted on dying. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Looking at the four-man squad that didn't take the scary ghost ship seriously at all, Bill shook his head.

He knew that his captain was very capable, and he knew that those guys were not vegetarians, but ...... If they did run into that terrible silent death, would they be able to do enough? Even if they weren't afraid, would they be able to protect themselves and a few ordinary crew members?

Although the job is a lot of money, but the amount of money is not as valuable as life! Bill thought so, discussed it with a few other sailors, and just packed up his things and left.

Now, there are only four people left on the Peregrine Falcon plus a bird.

Luca spent a day, under the tutelage of Crete, barely learning some way to take the helm.

He had to take the helm himself, because in his incomplete conception of the sea, the one who stood behind the steering wheel at the critical moment was a real captain.

"That's actually the helmsman......" Crete's explanation was completely ignored.

But even if Luca was in high spirits, he could only theoretically simulate the technique of taking the helm: the Peregrine Falcon was now being turned upside down, lying in the shipyard for renovations, and it would take at least three days before it could be launched.

There was no boat for the time being, and even a place to live was a problem. Lukka had no choice but to squeeze out fifty of the few silver coins he had left, and rent two of the cheapest small rooms upstairs in the Shunfeng Tavern.

On the third day, when it was finally time for the Peregrine to be handed over, Lukka rushed to the shipyard early in the morning, squatted on the beach and waited until the sun was sinking in the west, only to see the newly modified Peregrine Falcon launched from the dock.

The four guns were fixed on the lower deck, the newly added armor on the hull shell was shining, and even the mast and rudder had been cleaned up like new.

The craftsmen of the shipyard were not as excited as Luca, but rather worried.

"It's a pity that so much armor is the speed of this ship!" The craftsman at the head was a little regretful.

"It's okay, we'll just tear it down when we get back from the 'Shrike's Abyss!" Lukka didn't care.

The craftsman was taken aback: "What? Are you really going there? Do you know ......?"

"Isn't it a ghost ship? I already knew!" Lukka said with a smile, "I'd like to see if that 'Silent Death' has such a big appetite to swallow us!"

The craftsman left dumbfounded, and his heartache was not so much because of Luca's death, but more because of the peregrine falcon that he had modified with his own hands.

Several people carried their luggage back to the boat and replenished it with food and water. At this point, the silver coins in Luka's pocket changed to the familiar number again: six.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the direction of the docks: "You're going to die?"

On the trestle, Linde's huge figure walked over with a "knock knock", carrying the bear child Phil, who was as mean as ever with his words, on his shoulder.

"What are you doing here?" Ollie touched the hilt of her sword, she wasn't wearing armor now, but the greatsword was always with her.

"Let's see if you're still angry! If you can still be alive and send you to death, I'll bring you a message. Phil said, rolling his eyes.

Lukka smiled and said, "Not all news counts." ”

The bear child shook his head: "I'll tell you what I know, whether it can be counted as an A-level secret is your own judgment." ”

"It doesn't hurt to hear it. Lukka nodded.

"Just don't admit it!" Phil gave Lukka another roll of his eyes, "Last night, across the square, at that barrel tavern in the center of the city, there was a guy in his thirties, bald, goldfish eyes, and two fingers missing from his right hand, do you know?"

Several people looked at each other with inquiring glances, and then shook their heads together.

Phil continued: "The other guy, a little younger, one-eyed, you don't know each other either?"

The crowd shook their heads again.

"I'll repeat that. Phil said, clearing his throat.

His voice suddenly became hoarse, and he couldn't hear the original child's voice at all:

"Are you sure it's them?"

Immediately, Phil turned in another direction and replaced it with a slightly high-pitched young voice:

"That's right, it's the ship, the people!"

"Don't lie to me, just a few people, a small boat, how can you wipe out the whole army of Barrel Simon?" - it was a hoarse voice.

High-pitched voice: "I didn't believe it at first, it was said by Hank, who was fished from the sea, and he was the only surviving sailor on that ship." He said the guys seemed to be juggling. ”

A hoarse voice: "Can you sink the ship by tricking?"

High-pitched voice: "I'm also strange about this, but Hank said that Simon's gift to Edward was snatched by them!"

Husky voice: "Active Flame?"

High-pitched voice: "How dare I have to joke about this?"

A hoarse voice: "Maybe they're here to grab the 'Living Flame', that makes sense! When will they leave the port?"

High-pitched voice: "I heard it's tomorrow afternoon." ”

Hoarse voice: "Okay, let's get ready, they will follow as soon as they leave the port." As long as it's more than thirty nautical miles away, Sunset Express won't care, we'll do it then!"

High-pitched voice: "Understood, chief!"

Phil's one-man show finally came to an end, but no one could say anything for half a day after it was over.

Finally, a burst of applause broke the silence, and Luca clapped his hands enthusiastically and said, "You can run a troupe by yourself, what kind of courier can you send?"

Ollie also asked, "Aren't you dizzy when your head is shaking around?"

Phil glared at the two of them angrily, "Can you get down to business?"

"Of course, we're serious!" Lukka smiled, "Do you know who those two are?"

"Of course I know," Phil rolled his eyes, "but I won't tell you!

"No problem!" Lukka said, pulling out a note, "as long as you tell us who those two are." ”

Phil nodded, "Okay." The balding dumb voice was Charlie Alwin, the commander of the Third Fleet of the Venture and Investment Federation, and the younger one was his adjutant One-Eyed Mason. ”

"Venture capital?!" Lukka almost fell off the side of the ship, before crossing over, he wanted to expand the size of the flower shop and asked for many investments, not only did not succeed once, but also attracted a lot of ridicule, a little allergic to the term.

Crete helped explain: "It's the 'Black Sails Group,' and everyone thinks that the official name is too tongue-twisting, so few people call it." ”

"Hey, don't pay the bill!" Phil interrupted.

Lukka nodded, beckoned the half-giant and the bear child to walk into the captain's room together, picked up a pen and wrote on the note:

The contract has been completed once, Luca Lester.

Phil looked at it and signed his name on the back.

"That's two more times. Lukka was about to send Phil away, but after thinking about it, he suddenly asked again, "Do you still have that smoke bomb in your hand?"

"Yes, I've made more than fifty!" said Phil with a proud face.

"Sell it to me!" Lukka looked at him sincerely.

Phil's eyes rolled: "What do you buy?"

"Hmm...... How about offsetting the number of times a contract?" Lukka really didn't have any money, so he had to use these things to trick the kids.

Fortunately, Phil is a child no matter how bear, and he didn't think about it for long before nodding and replying:

"Deal! I'll send it to you tonight. ”

Lukka nodded, picked up his pen and changed the number of completions on the note from "once" to "twice", and asked Phil to check it again before watching the two disembark and leave.

"I wish you all a quick sink!" the bear child's voice faded away.