Few people on the sea have seen the Dutchman in flight.

To be exact, very few living people have ever seen it.

So, when the flying Dutchman emerged from the water, and the rotten hull and sails of the ship appeared before everyone, the whole fleet fell silent.

Jack Sparrow opened his eyes in a trance, and saw slippery tentacles waving in front of him.

"Octopus—" He blinked, his blurred vision blurring.

It was a man, no, an octopus with human features, with a black captain's hat covered in moss and barnacles, and the tentacles of those octopuses wriggled like beards.

"Jack Spee-Lowe!" The octopus bites a pipe in its mouth, and smoke rings erupt from the tentacle cavities on the side of his face.

His voice was low and hoarse, slow, and the last word was habitually long like a witch's accent.

"You're afraid... Death? ”

Jack Sparrow came to his senses.

He twisted his head and looked around for a moment, before he let out a sigh of relief and smiled, "Davy Jones, it's good to see you." ”

"I've never felt your octopus face so friendly."

The quirking tentacles on Davy Jones' face paused to express his surprise, and he leaned closer, his eyes meeting Sparrow's: "You seem to welcome me?" ”

"It seems that you are ready to be my crew."

"No, I didn't." Sparrow laughed, "Thirteen years isn't here yet." ”

"But, I've seen your death." David Jones took another deep puff of his pipe, squinted his eyes, and said, "I dragged you out of hell." ”

Sparrow tilted his head and said, "Thank you?" ”

"......" David Jones was stunned again.

"Jack Sparrow, I'm afraid you don't have a choice."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden and violent artillery fire rang out from all directions.

David Jones jerked straight and looked around.

I saw that the flying Dutchman and the Black Pearl were surrounded by a dense crowd of ships, which had already passed the side of the ship, revealing the hideous muzzles, and the overwhelming solid shells smashed in this direction.

The rotten decks and guardrails of the Dutchman burst into pieces, and a dozen or so unlucky seafood were smashed into the sea by cannonballs.

"Looks like you need to solve your problem first, David Jones." Sparrow was so tightly tied that he could only shake his head and say, "I forgot to tell you that there's a troublesome guy who has been looking for you for a long time." ”

"Looking for me?" David Jones didn't seem very anxious about the bombardment, and even asked casually: "I see, so it's a trap." ”

"Looks like someone wants to have some fun for me."

He asked slowly, "Who is it... Looking for death? ”

"See the tallest and biggest ship? The Oriental man standing in the bow of the ship is. Sparrow didn't hesitate, and quickly pointed out Townw's location.

"Hah!" David Jones' eyes pierced the distance between the ships, and he stepped out, and the next moment he was on the bow of the Intrepid.

Shocked, Tom dodged in front of Townsend as he beckoned the ship's soldiers to gather towards the bow.

David Jones ignored them, just stared at Townsen, still holding his pipe, and asked slowly, "Are you looking for me?" ”

"You're afraid... Death? ”

Townsend also stared at David Jones, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.

"I'm scared."

The sword of Triton at his waist was pulled out with a thud, and the ship's cable wound like a snake around David Jones.

David Jones didn't resist, and let the rope tie it into a dumpling, but still said slowly, "Funny toy—"

"Die!" Tom shouted, and lunged at David Jones with his sword.

But before his sword could reach his body, David Jones's body seemed to be blurred, and he walked directly out of the cable, and his left arm was raised, but it was a huge crab claw, which directly clamped Tom's bayonet sword.

Tom pulled it hard, but the sword didn't move, and before he could make any more moves, David Jones had already pulled out the long knife at his waist.

The blade slammed swiftly into Tom's chest.

The other soldiers had already rushed up, blades looming over David Jones in all directions, but David Jones's body melted into the deck, and the next moment, he slowly burrowed out of the deck in front of Townsen.

"Just a little fun? Ha? ”

He raised his hand and aimed the blade at Townsen: "Your expression is very boring. ”

"Doesn't death come make you show fear?"

Townsend was indeed still smiling, even brighter than before, and he smiled, "Don't get me wrong, I just don't think I'm going to die here." ”

"Let me try—"

David Jones didn't hesitate to stab Townsend in the chest, but at that moment a figure sprang out from behind and slammed David Jones away.

"Ahh Annoying bugs! David Jones steadied himself, looked over dissatisfied, and then froze.

In the midst of his eyeliner, Tom stood there in good shape.

"I'm sure I pierced your heart." Davy Jones' tentacles fly.

"My heart is on the right side." Tom screamed and pounced again.

Obviously, Tom's swordsmanship was far from that of David Jones, and in the blink of an eye, the blade was clamped by the other party again, and then with a slight fold, the thin stabbing sword was directly broken.

David Jones' blade stabbed Tom in the left chest.

"And what about this time?" David Jones lifted Tom up with one hand, approached him, and wrapped the tentacles on his face around his neck: "Your poor heart, can it keep beating?" ”

Tom pretended to be weak, slowly stretched out his hand towards David Jones, and when he was about to approach the other party, he suddenly accelerated, his eyes widened in vain, and he grinned and roared, "My heart has long stopped beating!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, his hands plunged deep into the tentacles under the other man's face.

"I touched it!"

As soon as Tom's excited voice sounded, Davy Jones's tentacles began to tighten, wrapping his hand tightly, and then the blade in his hand was lifted up, and the two arms were broken, and Tom fell to the ground hard.

"The undead—" David Jones took control of the tentacles and threw away the two severed hands, his face turned grim, one tentacle poked out from under the many tentacles, and a long key was tied to the lower end of the tentacles.

"I didn't expect that, is that why you dare to face me?"

"You almost got it."

He stared at Townsend deadly, and his tone was solemn:

"Your target, my key? Where did you know about the existence of this key? ”

"You don't need to worry about that." Tang Sen smiled: "Tighten your key, I'll take it off with my own hands." ”

"You won't have another chance." The figure of David Jones began to melt into the deck.

"I have a better way to deal with the undead, along with you ridiculous ships."