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Luca, however, seemed to have no idea what fear was, and was relieved with a smile on his face.

"I told you to open the door, didn't you hear, or do you want to just watch me crash him?" Chad yelled at Leon, his musket almost reaching Luka's head.

Leon sighed helplessly, and was about to give the order, but the pirates outside the door moved much faster than Chad expected.

With a loud bang, the hatch was smashed open along with the door frame.

"Ha, you boys did a great job today!" Chad laughed as he watched the pirates rush in, but the flintlock pistol in his hand was still pointed at Luka's head.

"Captain Emmonson, let your men lay down their arms!" he made a new request.

"If we lay down our arms, you'll let go...... Is this a passenger?" Leon had apparently heard of Black Sail's habits.

"Of course not, I'll kill him anyway. But if you don't, he'll die a lot earlier!" Chad replied honestly.

Leon knew that he had encountered the most ferocious kind of pirate. Some pirates only rob cargo, some take boats hostage in exchange for ransom, and some pirates don't leave a single one alive, whether they are afraid to reveal their identity or because of a pure thirst for murder, for there are no survivors who can say anything on the ships they rob.

Chad is clearly this third type of pirate. Even if everyone gave up resistance, they would not let anyone go, and thinking of this, Leon not only did not order the sailor to lay down his weapon, but clenched the long sword in his hand.

"Hey, can I interject?" said Luca, who looked the quietest among the sailors and pirates.

"Yo, the dead are talking, too!" Chad chuckled, "Don't worry, although I like to kill, I will always let you keep my last words." ”

Of course, he was not so kind, but the unattractive passenger in front of him aroused his curiosity: he looked poor and lived in the most luxurious cabin No. 1, he was still a passenger in the captain's room every day, and he would not leave until late at night, and the strange parrot, which was said to be raised by the captain, but every time Chad made an excuse to break into the captain's room, the broken bird squatted on the shoulders of this fellow.

Who is this? Once curiosity kicks in, it's hard to keep going. Anyway, the situation at this time has been controlled by himself, and it won't have any effect if he asks a few more words, maybe he can take advantage of it, Chad thought so, and pointed at Leon with the hand that didn't hold the gun and said:

"If you tell them to lay down their weapons, I'll let you talk! Don't play tricks, I really think I can't see that old guy will listen to you in everything!"

A whisper came from the corner at the back of the bilge:

"Is this pirate mistaken, isn't that a grocery store apprentice who won the lottery?"

"Maybe he's been blinded too, don't we start to think it's a big deal?"

"Well, that makes sense. ”

Even if this gossip team is in danger, it is quite dedicated to its gossip career.

"Shut up! Like a swarm of flies from morning till night, I get a headache when I see a few of you! If I quarrel again, I'll cut you first!" Chad agreed with Lukka on this point, but his later orders obviously Lukka didn't agree with, "Hurry up, let them lay down their weapons!"

Lukka sighed, "So, Captain Emmonson, you lay down your arms first, and let me ...... with this Mr. Chad"

"Captain Chad!" Chad did not shy away from revealing his identity.

"Well, let's talk to this Captain Chad first. Lukka nodded to Leon.

Although Leon did not feel that "talking" was of any use, he could not disobey the direct orders of his employer.

With a "bell", he threw down the long sword in his hand, and at the same time ordered the sailors: "All lay down their weapons." ”

"Alright, now you can say, who are you?Navy?noble?Union or Empire?What are you doing on this ship?Is there something terrible?" Chad asked a series of questions.

"Before answering your question, I want to say my judgment first, and you can see if it is right. Luca stood a little tired, found a barrel by the wall, dusted off and sat down.

The flintlock pistol in Chard's hand kept following his movements, not giving Lukka a chance to escape.

Luca continued: "I wondered this morning how the hell got the oil on the lady's shoes in cabin six. Those shoes were on the deck in the middle of the night, and you didn't see them when you carried the wolf's tooth oil, so you spilled a few drops of oil on them. Now it seems that you threw that wolf tooth oil into the sea for your ship to track, right?"

"A bit of a brain, yes, but unfortunately you found out too late. Chad nodded in acknowledgement.

"There were also two ships in the South the other day, are they your backup?" Lukka asked.

"That's none to do with me, I'm afraid they'll steal my business!, but you're wary enough to change the route, and make me have to go through the trouble of moving those two barrels of oil!"

"The ship is in a hurry to recruit crew members in the port of Twilight, with little to no identity checks, giving you a good chance to get in on the mix. But seeing how skilled you are, you must have done it often, right?" Lukka asked again.

Chad was quite proud of this, and nodded with a smile: "That's right, you rookies are my twenty-second business, and seriously, this is the easiest one!"

"You killed all the people on the ship before?" Lukka frowned.

"That's right! I'm not bragging, I won't spare a cat on the boat that Chad has robbed!" Chad said, laughing.

In his piercing laughter, the gossip team squatting in the corner couldn't help but speak again.

"Are we running out of life?" the fat woman burst into tears.

"Maybe he's scaring people? a lot of pirates do, so that we can honestly hand over everything of value!"

"Don't be naïve, what good can we do to let those pirates go?" the middle-aged man shattered her hopes.

"Aren't there some pirates who don't kill people? I heard that there is a red or something, who doesn't rob merchant ships at all. The thin woman asked.

"If he hadn't been making trouble in the south, where would there be so many black-sailed boats here?" said the middle-aged man, gritting his teeth.

"Hey, you guys were robbed by the Black Sails, didn't you, why did you complain about Crimson Shadow?" said Luca, crouching next to him.

"It's all pirates anyway......"

The middle-aged man's words were choked in his throat, and several people stared at Luca who was squatting beside him, and then at Luca, who was pointed at a gun by Chad near the hatch, and couldn't say a word.