Crane first took two steps closer and looked at the man lying on the ground, and without looking closely, he came to the conclusion that the man was dead before he was thrown down.

Anderson looked at the floor, then at the broken window, and suddenly smiled brightly.

"Alas, look at my ordinary, handsome face!"

"I can't cure this without 1,800 pounds."

"Don't leave yet, wait here for a while, I'll go up and have a glass of wine and come down."

After saying that, Anderson ran up with a bloody face and enthusiasm.

Crane wanted to leave, but as he looked at the mess and thought about the Sequence 5 fall, he began to worry that the building Anderson had just entered would suddenly collapse, catch fire, or explode.

He looked left and right, moved to the side of the road away from the building, and finally stopped under a tree, where he approached the trunk and watched the "dangerous building" nearby.

At this moment, a wild dog passed by, and it casually raised its hind legs and began to liberate its nature against the roots of the tree.

With an indescribable expression, Crane moved to the side and gave Anderson a "puff" in his heart.

It didn't take long for Anderson to walk down satisfied, the blood on his face and neck had been cleaned, and only the traces of the small wound were left before.

He held a stack of banknotes in his right hand, and was slapping his left palm again and again, making a pleasant "pop" sound.

Seeing Crane under the tree, his hand holding the banknote shook happily.

"I'm going to treat you to dinner! Normal fish, beer with no added tranquilizers! ”

The two of them walked towards the hotel, and Anderson was still reminiscing about what he had just gained, chattering all the way.

"When they saw that I was injured, they all expressed their sadness, felt very sorry for me, and were willing to use their wallets to compensate for the physical and mental damage they accidentally caused me."

According to the routine, if you beat the small ones and provoke the old ones, and beat the dogs, their owners may come to the door to collect debts, maybe they are some pirate general or even the four kings, no, the eyes and ears of the three kings, you will cry when the time comes.

Crane was silent in his heart, and the two chose a hotel that was said to be famous for grilled fish.

The sizzling specialty grilled fish is served, the belly of the fish is sliced open and stuffed with various trimmings, and the surface is grilled to an attractive brown, and the soup and sauce are succumbed, and the fat on it is golden and the whole fish glows under the bright lights of the restaurant.

Anderson took a big sip of beer, savored the dense aroma of wheat between his mouth, and the delicate and spicy taste of the fish, and sighed:

"Away from Frank, it's the real life!"

He controlled the two long, thin cutlery in his hand, sandwiched a piece of meat close to the tail of the fish, put it in his mouth, and said as he chewed:

"This part of the meat is the most charred and tastes the best."

Suddenly, he paused, his expression changed for a moment, then he put down his fast, touched his throat with his hand, swallowed a few more times, found that it was useless, turned his head to the side and coughed a few times in succession, and finally, his expression was slightly depressed, and said:

"The fish bones are stuck, but it's not a big problem, I should be able to press it down after a few more bites."

He picked up his glass, poured most of the beer into his throat, gurgling, picked up the bread from his left and ate quickly.

Crane looked at him suspiciously several times, and when he ate the grilled fish again, he took care to remove the bones more carefully.

After a good meal, the two of them went back to their rooms, and Crane planned to write to Mr. Azik first, telling him what he had seen and heard from the trip, focusing on the ring of the Admiral of Hell, and by the way, asking about the potion recipe for Sequence 4.

Anderson returned to the room and sat down in an easy chair, his mood was very relaxed, ready to wash up and rest early, he had no urgent things to do.

After leaving the terrifying sea and the equally terrifying Frank, he finally regained his sense of being human.

He lay still in silence for a while, his throat still feeling very uncomfortable, and it was itching and aching, and he began to think about where he could find a surgeon to help him remove the damn fish bone.

He stood up suddenly, feeling dizzy, his neck swollen and painful, suddenly, he coughed violently, and at the same time "poof" spurted out a large mouthful of blood, he coughed his face purple, a large amount of blood continued to gush out of his mouth, he reached out to cover his throat.

The scene in front of him began to mold the lake, and there was a faint fire in his eyes, and something under his skin came to life, squirming and swimming in his body.

net

"Plop!"

Anderson fell to the ground, not only did his mouth bleed, but all his seven orifices began to ooze blood, his hole was enlarged, his heart stopped, and he died of exhaustion.

The room was quiet for more than ten seconds, and Anderson sat up suddenly.

He took out a simple doll made of straw from his clothes, and muttered:

"Bastard! I almost died because of a fish bone stuck in my throat, if I didn't have this thing, I would be more famous in the Misty Sea, the funniest hunter in history! ”

"Am I so unlucky? How can just an ordinary fish bone pierce the esophagus and puncture an artery? ”

Anderson looked at the doll in his hand, it was melting into a pitch-black liquid, making a slight sound of "tick, tick", and the asphalt-like viscous liquid fell in a pool of blood, splashing emotions in Anderson's heart.

The bad luck didn't seem to diminish as I left the sea, but only became more ferocious...... No way! You can't sit still, you have to save yourself!

What to do, and to whom to turn to? Those who can be regarded as friends are all angry with me, and those who are powerful want to do it when they see me...... Or ask the Church of God of Knowledge and Wisdom?

Gelman!

That's right, he has a strong ability, a mysterious background, and he is so crazy that he wants to kill the pirate king alone, judging from the various performances on the Future, the extraordinary item he carries with him is at least a first-level seal or even a zero-level seal, and he should be very valued by the organizer behind him.

He's crazy, but he looks like a pretty good person, so he probably probably will.

When there was a knock on the door, Crane was sitting at his desk writing a letter.

He was writing: "Admiral Ludville of Hell, seeing that the Future was in danger, attacked for no apparent reason. ”

Crane got up to open the door, and Anderson's big face suddenly caught Crane's sight.

He greeted with a playful smile, "Surprised?" ”

Crane had a toothache when he saw him, so he "clanged" and threw the door back.

He sat back in his chair and continued to write: "Fortunately, the Wishing Lamp suddenly launched an attack on its own, trapping Ludville, and when we dealt with the monsters on the ship, we dealt with Ludville with Anderson Hood and Star General Cordelia, but unfortunately, he activated the ring that was said to be the Grim Reaper's left, and escaped on the Black Tulip." ”

"Dongdong, Dongdong!"

Crane put down his pen with a snap, picked up his revolver and walked to the door.

Daniz knocked on the door when I was writing, and you knocked on the door when I was writing, are hunters all virtuous? Break my train of thought again, and I'll break your legs.