After diving to avoid the patrol ship's search, Nabal and his party approached the Tomahawk's side, and he led the pirates to climb up to the deck using cables, keeping as quiet as possible so as not to alarm the guards who were stranded on board, until they had slipped aboard the ship and eliminated all the guards and hid the bodies in the shadows, before Nabal went to the rudder to declare victory. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although they easily seized control of the ship, the Tomahawk was actually a large three-masted galleon, with three sturdy decks, such a large battleship-class ship was transformed into a seafaring ship adapted to various seas, the outer bulkhead was made of sturdy fine wood, and the keel and deck were also made of thick mahogany, which was not inferior in value to the most expensive warship in the Nord navy.

"Lemuel, take everyone away, I'll pick up Rogge, wait for our signal!"

Hearing the order, a blonde-haired sunny sailor came to the helm, apparently the helmsman of the ship, and he also brought an arrow with a firecracker tied to it, and said, "Nabar, this should be used." ”

"I need to swim over, I can't bring anything like this, as my first mate, you have to make sure the brothers survive!"

The man who called Nabal by name was the first mate of the Rogge, and the two seemed to have a good relationship, Nabal declined the first mate's kindness, and gave him his task, and instead jumped into the water from the deck several meters high, and at the moment of entering the water, he suddenly remembered something, Lemuel quickly took out the golden walking axe from the captain's room, and threw it towards the sea.

After thanking Lemuel, he dived underwater, scooped up the golden axe, tied it behind his back, and swam with all his might towards the shallows twenty meters away......

On the other side, at the stern breakage point behind several pirate corpses, Rog bent down and entered the battleship's warehouse, surrounded by the aroma of ale and red wine, and the faint candlelight on the staircase showed that there were many barrels and wine tanks stored nearby, and there were sausages, smoked fish, and bacon hanging from the ceiling, and the sound of footsteps nearby represented someone walking towards the warehouse.

"What the hell do you think those two guys are looking for?"

"I don't know! Anyway, they don't dare to cause trouble......

"That's right, but that one-eyed can really eat! one person eats the food of ten of us for a day......

"No way, boss, let's try to satisfy those two guys! Ah......hh

The moment the two pirates stepped into the shadows, the sharp slashing sword had already left him in a different place, and the other person who was traveling with him was also pierced in the throat with a dagger by Rog, and from the conversation between the two, it could be heard that someone had found Sewolle, so he decided to infiltrate the pirates to find some valuable information.

After removing a bloodstained leather coat from the corpse, Delacro hid the corpse in the darkness below the stairs, and just as he was about to turn to go upstairs, a hand reached out to him from behind......

"Hey!

Rogge breathed a long sigh of relief, and the sudden appearance of Nabal surprised him a lot, and after adjusting his mentality, he hurriedly asked, "The ship was taken back?"

"Of course, wait for me to change my clothes, your pants...... It doesn't seem to need to be changed!" He pulled a piece of long chain mail from another corpse, not forgetting to pick up a rag to cover half of his face.

"I've always worn leather clothes, but you...... That pair of sand pants is revealing at first glance......"

He immediately thought of the difficulty of camouflage, so he took off the dead man's boots as well, put the long leather boots over his sharkskin boots, and pulled the hem of the chain mail as low as possible, and finally covered half of his sand leather pants.

"It's no problem now, there are almost no gray haired pirates, you put on your helmet, I'll carry the wine......"

After camouflage, they took some food and went into the middle deck, where many pirates were gambling, so as not to attract attention, the two continued upward, and when they came to the main deck of the ship, several pirates immediately met them, took the barrel in Nabal's hand and the meat in Rog's hand, and said, "What a hard work!

The usher led the two men to the captain's quarters at the stern of the ship, where a banquet was being held, and in addition to a group of pirates eating meat and drinking wine indiscriminately, there were three people sitting at the innermost long table, and they felt a little strange, so they sat down at the innermost table, and looked at the situation from time to time.

"I don't want to say anything more, my power needs to be expanded, and I can't keep this place for you all the time!" roared a bearded pirate in a leather helmet with a fierce gleam, and from his scarred old face and distinctive studded armor outfit, it was clear that he was the leader of the Flying Fish Party, Severer.

The two men on the other side of the table were wearing cloaks with hoods covering their faces, and the man in the blue cloak was heard to say in an immature voice: "Our master will give you a good reward, and just give up?"

"I, Sewolle, have no intention of being restrained since I left Yamuna!Tell your master to let him give up! Eat and drink well, and the well water will not interfere with the river water......" The negotiations did not go well, and Severer ended the conversation sullenly.

Another black cloak said in a deep voice, "We don't want to cause trouble, but ...... Are you really toasting and not eating and drinking?"

Sewoller quickly turned his brilliant brain, and said, "You want to use the agitation method to catch me in the bait? It's not that easy, I've already ordered them to go down and let them prepare as much wine and meat as possible, and for the sake of you coming to me to discuss things, don't kill you, and go back after eating!"

A claw blade stretched out from under his big black sleeve and pierced the thick square table directly, and all the pirates in the room immediately turned their eyes to him, but the black cloak didn't care about the pirates around him at all, and said: "Uncle, I also didn't break your head for the sake of the good taste of your wine and meat, let's continue to talk about something else!"

"What else do you want to talk about?" said Severle, nonchalantly.

"You kid is a pirate yet, is it? Then don't kill yourself, ensure your status and influence among pirates, otherwise you will lose the value of use, and I will be happy to kill you." ”

Facing the provocation of the black cloak, Severler laughed and said: "It's really not a small tone, but as one of the leaders of the Pirate Guild, I have just recently recaptured the West Sea, and if the sea is about to be seized by us, the Flying Fish Party should be the overlord of the sea!"

"Then it's agreed. But just as you don't believe us, we don't dare to trust a pirate without credit, at least how about making a contract?" the blue-cloaked boy questioned, still a little apprehensive.

"Go ****** rumors! or the contract, Lao Tzu occasionally wants to keep his word. ”

After receiving the reply, Blue Cloak took out a piece of contract paper and handed it to Sewolle, asking him to sign his name.

Next, Rogge was shocked that as a pirate, Severer could write, and he used a quill, and it was not easy for a group of rough people to read.

"Can you write?" he whispered to Nabal, beside him.

"Don't underestimate us pirate leaders, besides, I have to write a biography for myself, how can I not write?"

Nabal said proudly, but he didn't know that Severle had signed the contract, and the room had brought barbecue and beer at this time, and the banquet continued, and the disguises of the two were still not recognized, but they had no appetite for the food in front of them, and were just waiting for the best time to attack Several......

At the base camp of Severor, the feast continued, and after about an hour, the drunken pirates were sprinkling drunken mania in the room, and the innermost Severer began to swing, and the two cloaked visitors had not drunk much, so they remained sober.

"Hiccup...... The guy over there...... Quickly pour the wine for Lao Tzu......" After dozens of glasses of wine, Sewol was already drunk, but still motioned for his men to refill the wine for him, and as he spoke, he collapsed on the chair and fell asleep, seeing that the host of the banquet had fallen asleep, and the two visitors also got up and left, at this time it was the best time for Nabal, he quickly drew his saber and turned over the table, ready to slit Severle's throat.

Just as the tip of the knife was about to slice Severer's throat, an invisible murderous aura shook Nabal deeply, causing him to stop his movements and turn around to find the source of the killing intent, which was the blue-cloaked visitor who had already stepped out of the door.

"Murdering the master is not a noble thing, not to mention that Sewolle is already our collaborator, do you really dare to do it?" The young man's voice was as cold as ice, mixed with bursts of murderous aura, and even the bold Nabal felt a chill in his heart.

However, as a well-informed pirate leader, Nabal would not rest on his laurels, giving up on assassinating Sewoller, throwing his sword at both visitors, and sprinting at full speed for each other.

The blue cloak flicked off the high-speed spinning saber with a high leg, sending it deep into a large circle of cheese not far away, and Nabal thought to himself that although this man had two strikes, he should not have enough experience to see his own combination tactics, but when he threw a punch at the only flaw in the boy, the other powerful hand directly grasped his sea bowl-like fist.

Before he could recover from his mistake, he was shocked back a few steps by a side kick in the center, this kick was kicked by the blue cloak, and at the moment when his opponent took the move, his hood was directly illuminated by the oil lamp on the wall, and Nabal was able to see the lower half of his face, which was a very white face, as if he had been well maintained in his daily life, as if he were a noble son who had not been deeply involved in the world.

"See who I am! I'm Nabar, it's natural to kill the competitor, you'd better interfere less!" Although he said so, the kick just now had already caused Nabar to suffer some shock, and he couldn't move in a short time, but he noticed that Rog was rushing to help him, so he ripped off the disguise on his body and prepared for another round.

It's a pity that he missed his opponent's ability, and before Rog arrived, he was punched in the stomach by the black cloak, and Nabal, a strong man weighing more than two hundred pounds, was blasted straight out, but fortunately, Rog arrived in time to catch him, so that he didn't hit an unsheathed sword in the retreat.

The result was the same as the previous one, before the two returned to fight, the black cloak on the opposite side suddenly came to the two, smirked and shook off the thick legs under the cloak, and a devastating roundabout kick was whipped on the two of them like whips, they blocked with their wrists at the last moment, and they were still kicked away for several meters and fell heavily to the floor, and the wrists of the block were also numb by the heavy blow.

As soon as the two wanted to get up and fight back, the black cloak had already stomped on the floor with his powerful right foot, and an invisible shock wave tore the room like cutting paper, and the captain's room was suddenly split in half, and the huge movement also woke up the drunken pirates, who were a little panicked when they saw the situation in front of them, and raised stools, brooms and other miscellaneous objects to rush towards the two who were disguised and exposed.

"There will be a period later, the leader of the Tomahawk Regiment, for your honor. The Black Cloak said goodbye to Nabal before leaving, before jumping off the deck with his partner and disappearing from their view. (To be continued.) )