Choosing a day with fine weather, Wren went to [Conch House] alone. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As usual, business near the port is always so good,

Blowing a comfortable sea breeze, Wren relaxed and paced the street, watching the crowd of people.

Wren had a rare opportunity to take a break, and felt very comfortable, after all, he had been tense at sea for more than two years.

But the comfort lasted only a few seconds before it disappeared.

He began to think about his friends from afar again:

Mo He is used to life in the Western Continent, whether Shui Yue is still silent, and whether Sha Anna can still sleep comfortably.

He wanted to know all of this.

It's just that the conversation with the eighth master was too hurried, and he didn't even have time to ask the eighth master about the current situation, and the conversation ended.

Thinking of his friends, Wren has unconsciously come to the vicinity of [Conch House],

From a distance, I saw a lot of people piled up at the door of [Conch House].

What happened inside the bar attracted these passers-by to watch.

As soon as Wren approached the crowd, he heard the unhurried old voice of the owner of [Conch House]:

"Captain, I'm really sorry, I can pay for the fee, but it seems that the amount you mentioned is too much......"

Smack~

There was the sound of broken wine bottles inside, and Wren struggled to separate the people who were blocking it, and squeezed to the window of [Conch House].

Through the uncurtained windows, a dozen sailors were seated in the bar, occupying most of the tables in the bar.

Although there were unfinished meals on the rest of the tables, there were no guests sitting next to them.

The dozen sailors were armed with weapons, some with daggers stuck on the table, others with cutlass and playing with them.

They all seemed to be at the mercy of a black-bearded man in a long blue coat and long black leather boots.

The blackbearded man, with a half-human-tall machete in his hand, was standing in front of the bar, talking to the owner behind the bar.

All the waiters at the bar crouched in a corner of the bar, guarded by a sailor with a harpoon.

"Is a hundred gold coins a lot? a lot?" the blackbearded man slammed the bar.

The 60-year-old bar owner, with his bare shriveled arms crossed on the bar, stared at Blackbeard's every move fearlessly.

He may have been a sailor in his youth, and he could still see the tattoo of the anchor on his arm.

After Blackbeard stopped slapping the bar, the bar owner said unhurriedly: "One gold coin! ”

The blackbearded man was furious, and banged on the bar with his fist in his hand, and probed in front of the bar owner:

"A hundred gold coins! Not a single one is missing! Otherwise, I'll smash your bar today." ”

There was a brief silence in the bar, and the onlookers were very cooperative and silent.

At this moment, someone outside the crowd shouted, "Excuse me!"

Wren was attracted by the sound and turned his head to see a familiar figure.

A big red-bearded man, carrying a man-high sword on his back, pushed past the onlookers and squeezed towards the bar door.

Some of the men who stood in his way were sailors, with thick arms and muscular builds, but they were effortlessly pushed away by the big man.

The sailor who was pushed away wanted to make a move angrily, but was glared at by a pair of eagle eyes of the big man and had no temper.

"Mr. Ogudo, you're early!" the man who knew the big man took the initiative to greet him, and then moved out of the way.

The red-bearded man named Ogudo just nodded slightly in response and continued to walk towards the bar door.

The people inside the bar had already heard the commotion outside, and as Ogudo pushed open the bar's dilapidated fence door, two sailors stopped him with weapons.

"It's closed for the time being, so please leave!" said the sailor in an arrogant tone to Ogudo.

Ogudo's eagle eyes only glanced at the other, and the sailor who spoke was frightened and took a step back.

"You...... If you dare to take a step closer, I'm not kind to you!" The sailor's tone was a little inadequate.

The sailors who stopped Augudo with him felt ashamed and slapped him on the back of the head: "What are you panicking about!"

But in the next second, the other sailor was also seen by Ogudo to take a step back.

Wren was stared at by Augusto's eyes, which would make people feel chills in their hearts for some reason, perhaps it was an instinctive sense of danger.

Now Wren is interested, and what this Mr. Augustodo will do next.

"Lend it!" said Augusto, and reached out to push away the two sailors who stood in his way.

The two sailors had not yet recovered from the fear that Ogudo had given them, and after being pushed away, they only looked at Ogudo who continued to walk inside.

The other seated sailors saw this and stood up, but they just stood still.

The blackbearded man had seen the whole thing, and he lifted the machete he was holding, and dragged it over to Augusto, slung it over his shoulder.

"Friend, the bar is dealing with a personal grudge, please don't meddle in. The blackbearded man warned Ogudo, but because he was a head shorter than Ogudo, he felt that his momentum was weaker.

He looked left and right at the sailors he had brought, and everyone gathered around them with their weapons.

Cuckoo...... Cuckoo...... Cuckoo......

The cuckoo clock on the wall of the bar began to tell the time, twelve times in all, and Ogudo quietly looked at the cuckoo clock.

He waited until the end of the report before he continued to look at the black-bearded man in front of him: "Excuse me!"

It was still the same move, and the black-bearded man looked much more powerful than the other sailors, but he was still easily pushed aside.

Without any obstacles, Ogudo walked directly to the bar and sat down, and said to the bar owner, "Give me a glass of fruit wine!"

And he didn't care at all that his back was exposed in front of the blackbearded man.

"Still so punctual! Mr. Ogudo, please wait......" The barkeeper unhurriedly took an empty glass from under the bar and wiped it clean with a cloth.

Then he took a bottle of ordinary fruit wine from the wine shelf and poured it into the empty glass.

After the bottle is plugged and put back on the shelf, the fruit wine is handed to Augusto.

"Thank you!" said Ogudo took the wine, thanked the owner, and then took the wine and walked to the tattered table in the corner of the bar and sat down.

Only then did the room full of sailors react, and someone rushed to the corner where Ogudo was sitting with a cutlass in hand.

Seeing that the scimitar was about to slash at Augusto's head, he saw him put down the wine glass neatly, and grabbed the handle of the long sword on his back with his backhand, and gently pulled it out.

With a ding, he easily blocked the sailor's attack, and the attacking sailor was ejected two or three meters strangely.

Then Ogudo inserted his sword back into the leather holster on his back, reached out and picked up the glass he had put down, and continued to drink.

Pretty!

Wren watched from the window and cheered in his heart.

The rest of the sailors saw that Ogudo was so skillful that they turned their heads to look at their boss.

"Look at what, let's get up and kill him!" the black-bearded man was annoyed and waved his hand for the sailors to attack.

This time the three sailors attacked from behind Augusto, on the right flank and in front of the flank.

Ogudo was unmoved, and when the sword and dagger were about to be slashed, he suddenly stimulated a three-inch-tall earthy yellow fighting spirit.

The three weapons were all blocked out by the fighting spirit, and they couldn't touch more than half of the hair of Ogu.

Several casual attacks were not only untouchable, but they were also shocked by Ogudo's fighting spirit and took off their weapons.

With a clang, three weapons fell to the ground.

"Rubbish! all out of the way!" Captain Blackbeard snorted, and his green fighting spirit, which was more than two inches high.

The machete let out a terrifying whistling sound and slashed straight at where Ogu was sitting.

The machete only slashed into the tattered table for half a minute, but it could not enter an inch.

Augustodo was no longer in his seat, and his fruit wine lay on the tattered little table.

And the man-tall sword was blocking the machete, and at the same time Augustodo was beside Captain Blackbeard,

The blade near the hilt was caught in Captain Blackbeard's neck.

It's so strong!

Wren had only one thought in his head.

He couldn't see Ogudo's attack just now, just like when Mo He fought against the head of the paladin Mugir.

In this regard, Wren judged that this Ogudo was at least a strong person above the quasi-sword saint, perhaps even stronger than Mo He at the beginning.

"You...... You're already a quasi-swordmaster?" Captain Blackbeard's eyes were full of fear, and his voice trembled a little.

"No, Mr. Captain, Mr. Ogudo, he's a Juggernaut!" the barkeeper's voice sounded unhurriedly.