3.
"You don't believe me?" suggested the captain, "or let's make a bet."
Hailian's heart was agitated by the confident complacency in the captain's words, and he rolled his eyes: "What bet?"
"Just bet... You, the best player on your ship, and I, the best player on our ship, will stay here and see who among the second-class guys outside will enter the door—" The captain didn't finish his words, and suddenly there was a burst of pain in his arm. In severe pain, he looked down in astonishment, only to find that there was an extra blade between the fingers of the person under him at some point, and the edge of the blade was dripping blood drop by drop.
"Who told you I won't make a move?" Hailian sneered.
The captain reacted quickly, instead of covering the wound, he grabbed Hailian's wrist and twisted it without hesitation. The blade fell in response to the young man's painful cry, and was thrown into the corner by the captain.
"It's impossible to guard against without eating, little brother, what if you eat?" The wound was half an inch deeper, and the arm would probably be useless. Most people would probably inevitably beat Hai Lian violently, but the captain just took a deep breath and kept calm. calm down. He was silent for a while, then suddenly asked, "Who did you learn these skills from?"
"Your father, I am a natural genius!" Hai Lian scolded him.
"So I still have a father in the southern border." The captain took out a few Tisu copper coins from Hailian's waist pocket. With a flick of his fingers, the coins spun and landed on Hailian's blood-stained cheek, sending out There was a contemptuous sound, and the captain smiled, "Father, it's not easy for you to get along at sea. You only have a few coins in your pocket. Why don't you want to come to Dongzhou to ask your son for help?"
Hai Lian had never seen such a shameless person before, he struggled with anger, but this person was very proficient in grappling skills, this tossing was fruitless except for more bleeding from the wound on his head.
The captain was working hard, but he was still chattering in the mood: "Hey, seriously, I heard that the country of Tisu is rich in three things, pirates, assassins, and sea lotus. You have two of them, which is amazing."
"It's all three things," Hailian panted heavily, glared at him viciously, and paused every word, "I'm called Hailian."
The blood was still flowing, traces spread along the fabric, and fell from the captain's fingers onto Hailian's clothes. The fire flashed outside the window, and the captain caught Hailian's unruly eyes in the flying orange light. Inexplicably startled.
The man himself didn't notice that the corner of his mouth turned up: "Good name. We Dongzhou people pay attention to courtesy and reciprocity. Our surname is Fang and our name is Tinglan."
"Who is courteous to you?" Hai Lian gritted his teeth, "Your Nanhong's navy is really struggling, why are you talking nonsense on my wrist, wouldn't it be better to just shoot you in the head?"
"No," the captain patted Hailian's cheek with the barrel of the gun, "You look good, I can't bear it."
What is this guy farting, who can see whose face clearly? Hai Lian's wrist was dislocated and his weapon was lost. He didn't want to fight with this man anymore, so he lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead.
After he calmed down, the blood on his forehead began to ache as if he had woken up, as if thousands of red-hot iron needles were dancing on Hailian's head. He tried his best to ignore the wound on his head, but the pain in his wrist would compete with each other again. out of nowhere. Hailian was in pain, tired and hungry, and had already fallen into a semi-comatose state amid the turbulence of the waves. The only thing that could still receive external information was his hearing.
There was a lot of footsteps above the head, and every time a few drops of muddy water would fall from the cracks in the planks, shouting and cursing could not be heard from which side through the sea breeze. The captain named Fang Tinglan had no intention of going up, nor did he intend to let go of Hailian, a strange silence flowed in the cabin.
After an unknown amount of time, the movement on the deck gradually subsided, and the door above the two was slammed open, and a strong smell immediately poured into the cabin, driving away Hailian's sleepy mind. He opened his eyes and looked towards the door. All he could see was an open flame and the red cloak under the open flame. At the same time, there was an anxious call: "Fang Qianwei, are you okay!"
Is from Dongzhou. Hailian's heart skipped a beat.
"I'm fine." The man on him answered loudly.
The person at the other end let out a long sigh of relief. He seemed to turn his head to order something, and then several marines poured in from the door. Everyone changed their faces when they saw the mess in the cabin, and one of them noticed them by the light of the fire. There is still a person under the captain: "He is..."
"It's just a captive." Fang Tinglan replied with a smile, then he lowered his head and whispered in Hailian's ear, "Little pirate, I won the bet."
Hai Lian pursed his lips, and he snorted, "... I didn't place a bet."
4.
The moment Fang Tinglan let go of Hailian, two men from Dongzhou immediately picked him up—these two marines were obviously not as skillful as their leader, and Hailian felt that his shoulder blades were about to be broken by them broken. Someone carried the corpse out of the cabin, someone stopped the bleeding on Fang Tinglan's arm, and the finishing work on the warship was carried out silently and orderly.
The captain and his subordinates nodded after whispering a few words. He turned to Hailian and said, "Take this little prisoner up."
The two answered yes, and dragged Hailian up the stairs involuntarily.
Suddenly seeing light from the darkness, Hailian narrowed his eyes subconsciously.
The first thing he saw in his half-open field of vision was red, the red cloak, the red blood, the red spread out in all directions, Hailian almost thought that Dongzhou was the loser. However, when he looked further away, he found more familiar faces lying on the deck and on the fence. The only remaining pirates have been taken into custody on the bow of the Venomous Bee, and the red cloak is guarding them together with a knife. Hai Lian thought he would be one of them, but unexpectedly, he was pushed and shoved towards the side of the warship The mast was then tied tightly from head to toe like a domesticated bird of prey.
Not long after Hai Lian was untied from the poisonous bee's boat pole, he was tied to the Dongzhou people's boat pole again, and he laughed a little. As for what, can I kill all the people in your boat now? He was dizzy thinking about something, his chin was pinched and lifted suddenly, and his pupils were facing the eyes of the previous person. It was Fang Tinglan.
"Little brother, I want to negotiate a deal with you." Fang Tinglan said.
"What if I don't want to talk about it?" Hailian said weakly.
"It's okay. You have time to think about it, but it won't be long." Fang Tinglan's voice was gentle, and he didn't seem to be threatening at all. "I've heard of the way you pirates execute people. Iron balls, force them to jump into the sea, I can execute your men first, and you stay last."
After he finished speaking, he made a gesture, and the red cloaks on the poisonous bee on the opposite side began to tie ropes around the ankles of the surviving pirates. In Hailian's ear, the young man frowned: "I think you look more like a pirate."
Fang Tinglan replied confidently: "I am a novice, I learned from you."
"Whatever you want, they are not my subordinates, and I am not the captain, you need to find the captain for a deal."
"You are already the captain." Fang Tinglan pinched his jaw with a little force, forcing Hailian to turn his head away, "Look."
"Let me see—" Before he finished speaking, Hailian's impatient pupils froze.
A dead man was leaning against the fence. Even though his clothes had become tattered in the bloody battle, and his face was so dirty that it was almost impossible to see his true colors, Hai Lian recognized him in an instant.
Captain of the Venomous Bee.
An extremely deep knife cut went straight from Huisha's left forehead to his right jaw, almost overlapping with the scar where he cut the horse-faced ghost three years ago. The place where the man should have placed his left eyeball is now only a black bloody hole. A dagger was planted in the blood hole, and the only remaining right eye was staring at Hailian with anger.
"My first officer just reported to me that in order to kill this mad dog, we lost four brothers." Fang Tinglan lightened the force on his hand, and gently rubbed the bruise on Hailian's cheek with his thumb. Bloodstained, "Look, your captain is already like this, so I arbitrarily identified you as the new captain, the best on your ship, isn't it too much?"
"Captain Hailian, the lives of the people on your boat depend on what you say."
Hai Lian didn't listen to what Fang Tinglan was saying, he stared blankly at the body that was getting cold and hard, and his first reaction was that it's all right now, the six silver coins owed to Huisha don't have to be paid back.
He has been with Huisha since he defected to the White Tiger Gang at the age of seventeen, and the two have been together for three years, in the Venomous Bee, in the position of deputy, and in bed. The love between pirates is as thin as smoke, not even a glass of strong wine or a bag of coins is realistic, but this wisp of light smoke choking into the throat is enough to make the nose sore. Hai Lian opened his mouth, and he closed his eyes. His eyeballs frantically swiveled under the lids for two rounds, and finally suppressed the excess liquid.
My mother and Huisha are not a pair of desperate mandarin ducks, nor are they the wife who drank wedding wine with him. He will die when he dies. Do I still want to die for him? he thought viciously.
After a long silence, Hailian said hoarsely, "... I'm hungry."
Fang Tinglan laughed after hearing this answer: "Untie him."