"Both, let me think we have a feud?"

Jack Sparrow leaned back against the corner, raised his arms, looked at the pirate in front of him, and shook his head: "I slept with your wife?" ”

Then he looked at the other pirate: "Or did you kill your son?" ”

A flintlock pistol was roughly shoved into his mouth, and the pirate leaned down and stared at him with a fierce gaze, "Jack, Jack Sparrow, you are really a noble man. ”

"Captain." Jack Sparrow emphasized in a muffled voice, "It's Captain Sparrow." ”

The two pirates looked at each other and laughed contemptuously: "Ship? When have you ever had a boat? ”

"Black Pearl! The fastest ship in the Caribbean, I was—" Jack Sparrow waved his arms exaggeratedly, but before he could finish his sentence, he was kicked in the chest.

"That's the Caribbean King's ship." The pirate rubbed the soles of his shoes against Jack Sparrow's clothes.

This didn't make the soles of his shoes any cleaner, because Jack Sparrow's clothes were no longer visible in their original color, and they were thickly covered in excrement and mud.

"Let's get back to business." The pirate looked impatient: "I finally found you, and the account between you and us should be settled." ”

"Of course, of course!" Jack Sparrow carefully pinched the barrel of the gun with his thumb and middle finger, pulling it out of his mouth, and with his other hand tried to push away the boot that was stepping on his chest, "I'd love to talk to you, my friend, but how about we change places, like the tavern next door?" ”

"With a bottle of rum, I'm absolutely free to speak."

He finally removed his boots and was about to get up, when the other party kicked him in the face again, he snorted, and the whole person was planted directly in the mud.

"My nose!" He covered his face.

"Don't waste my time." The pirate roared: "You still owe me twenty-one pounds and five shillings, a debt that has been owed for ten years!" ”

"Wait, I remembered!" Jack Sparrow hurriedly shouted: "What a familiar number, I used this money to get drunk in Tetuga for half a month, and Old Bernie's wife tastes really good." ”

He lifted up with a look of surprise: "It turned out to be you, my best pirate brother, Langton!" ”

"My name is Rand!" The pirate angrily kicked Jack Sparrow in the face again.

"This kick broke the hearts of all Tetuga women!" Jack Sparrow wailed, and seeing that Rand still wanted to continue to move, he hurriedly hugged the other party's leg, "Don't get excited, isn't it twenty pounds?" I'll give it back to you. ”

"Twenty-one pounds and five shillings, preferably twenty-five pounds, and the excess is interest." Rand finally stopped moving, and his tone was a little surprised: "You pay me back?" I see you're only sixpence at most now. ”

"No, I don't have any on me." Jack Sparrow shook his head proudly, and hurriedly picked up before the other party was angry: "However, I already have a well-thought-out plan!" Soon, I'll be able to get a lot of money in my pocket, and when the time comes. My pirate brother, don't say twenty-five pounds, I'll give you a hundred pounds! ”

"Really?" Rand glanced at Jack Sparrow suspiciously: "What plan?" ”

"Treat me to a bottle of rum first." Jack Sparrow stood up, patted the other man on the shoulder, and wiped the dirt off his hands without revealing a trace, "This is a big plan, only the great Captain Jack Sparrow can come up with it, trust me, you won't want to miss it." ”

"You'd better be honest." Rand and his companion looked at each other: "If that plan is not as good as you say, I'm afraid I'll have to sell you to the Navy. Although your bounty has been down to the debrink lately, at least you can get it for a drink. ”

"That's not a good deal, where is there a garrison of the English Navy in the Caribbean." Sparrow swayed and walked towards the back door of the tavern, "By the way, did you bring enough money?" Damn, Port Royal is almost overtaking Tetuga. ”

"Boss, what were we going to do? Why do you suddenly ask him for a drink? The pirate looked at Rand with some confusion.

Rand was stunned for a moment: "Isn't it for the big plan?" ”

"Last time in Tetuga." The pirate hesitated for a moment: "Jack Sparrow seems to have borrowed money from you with the same words." ”

Rand's facial features suddenly distorted, and he jerked the flintlock pistol in his hand: "Jack-Sparrow-"

"Looks like you didn't bring enough money." Sparrow quickly closed the back door of the tavern and ran in with his hands flailed.

The two hurriedly caught up, and there was a burst of chickens and dogs jumping in the tavern, and after a few gunshots, the excited shouts of the drunks and the angry scolding of Rand soared into the sky.

In the confusion, the back door of the tavern opened again, and Jack Sparrow felt softly out, holding a bottle of rum in one hand and a money bag in the other.

He poured a sip of wine, let out a long breath, weighed the money bag in his hand, and muttered to himself in disgust: "Poor ghost! ”

"Great Captain Jack Sparrow, is he stealing for a living now?"

A voice suddenly rang out beside Jack Sparrow.

Sparrow took a few steps back in fright and looked towards the other party.

It was a well-dressed man with black hair and black eyes.

In this part of the Caribbean, there are not many people who look like this, and such a decent one has not appeared for many years.

Sparrow rubbed his eyes and turned to leave.

"Damn, the wine in this hellish place of Port Royal is sold so expensive, it's still fake wine, my head hurts, I have seen hallucinations."

"I'm going to sea and I'm not going to come again!"

He muttered, but his steps grew faster and faster.

"It's not a hallucination."

The voice in my ears is still there.

Sparrow flicked his hands away, threw away the bottle and money bag, and ran straight out of his legs.

After finally shaking through a few alleys, Sparrow hid directly in a small warehouse, hurriedly pressed against the wooden door with various miscellaneous objects, and then cautiously peeked out through the gap in the window.

The alley was empty, and no one was chasing after it.

"Hell, I think I saw that guy."

Dead memories begin to attack him again, and Jack Sparrow can't help but think of a memory he had in Port Royal many years ago, and the extravagant and thoughtful Oriental.

"No, it's impossible, it's really fake wine."

He slapped his face hard, "How can there be such a coincidence in the world." ”

"I was surprised, too." A voice sounded beside him:

"But, isn't Mr. Sparrow a little rude when they meet?"

(End of chapter)