"Jerry, I heard that you robbed a large merchant ship a few days ago, and even fought against the frigate of the Pope's Hall?"
"The news is very well-informed, Sanke. It's nothing, but a warship was sunk. But the merchant ship really has nothing to say. Apart from being full of cargo, guess what else I found?"
"What? Could it be gold?"
"There is no gold, but a group of female slaves were found under their cargo hold, including twins. It's the best."
"..."
In front of the bar, an old man silently wiped his glass. He was dressed rigorously, with a white shirt under a black waistcoat and a gray tie. His hair was already pale, but the short hair, which was only one centimeter long, stood up vigorously like silver needles. On his face that was no longer young, there was a scar on the left forehead slanting across the eyes, interlaced with another smaller scar on the cheekbone to form an "X", so the pirates called him Mr. X. As for the real name, it has been forgotten by others, and even the younger pirates don't know his origin at all, they only know that he is the owner of the "Neptune" bar.
There are several bars on the island, and the Neptune Bar is not the biggest, but it only entertains those pirates who have status, or who have reached a certain amount of rewards in the Pope's Hall. There are no guards in the bar, because no one dares to cause trouble here. After all, anyone who can walk into the Neptune Bar is not a person with strong strength. What's more, Mr. X himself is not a person who can be provoked easily. When the Neptune Bar was first built, those ignorant guys either had their legs broken, or they were knocked out by Mr. X and thrown into the sea to feed the fish.
In just a few days, nearly a hundred people died in the hands of Mr. X, or were indirectly killed by him. From that day on, no one on the island dared to provoke him, even the leaders of the four major pirate groups had to say hello when they saw him. But such a character wipes the drinking utensils like a bartender every day, and even mixes drinks for the guests himself when he is in a good mood. Among the pirates, many people are proud of being able to drink the wine that Mr. X personally mixes.
It makes no difference to X that today is an infinite number of days. until his arrival.
The door of the bar was opened, and a burst of rough, condensed steel-like power rushed in from the outside. As soon as this power came to the bar, everyone in the bar frowned. And the weaker ones couldn't stand the power anymore, their hearts beat faster, and their faces turned pale. Mr. X was still wiping his cup, but he said to a figure that looked like an iron block at the gate: "Put your breath away, Deborah. Or do you want to pay for these guys?"
"Sorry sorry."
The power surged back like a tide, and disappeared completely. Then a tall figure who could get through the gate came in, and under the light, Diborah's body like black steel was revealed. The captain of the Iron Scale laughed and said, "I just came back from the outside and forgot to put away these scary things. All the wine these guys drank tonight should be blamed on me!"
So cheers erupted in the bar, and many pirates raised their glasses and said, "To the Flame Shield!"
Raising his hand to other pirates, Deborah said again: "Mr. X, I'm sorry, you probably have to change your door tonight. But it doesn't matter, I'll have someone reinstall it for you tomorrow. Alright, Franklin , come in quickly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several shocking cracks appeared on the door frame of the bar's door. Mr. X finally raised his head and looked out the door in astonishment. I saw a big hand pressing on the door frame, followed by a giant bending over to squeeze in. It's just that he was so tall, much taller than Diborah, that when he squeezed in, the parts above the door frame had already shattered. When he entered the bar, there was a clatter outside, and the door and the broken sand all fell to the ground, revealing a huge gap in the bar!
The bar was lonely and silent.
There was a crisp sound in Mr. X's hand, but the bar he was wiping turned into powder in his hand. He looked at Franklin and remained silent for a long time. Regardless of size or imposing manner, the giant in front of him is stronger than Deborah, not weaker. After a while, Mr. X said: "It's been a long time since I've seen such a character, let's forget about the door. But Deborah, where did you find such a powerful companion?"
"This is Franklin, unfortunately. Although I personally hope that he will join my Ironscale, unfortunately he doesn't seem to have this idea." Deborah shrugged and said.
The other pirates immediately looked at Franklin with admiration. You must know that it is not so easy to join the four major pirate groups, let alone the personal invitation from Flame Shield. It is conceivable how strong this giant must be to be worthy of Deborah's active invitation. But what is even more unexpected is that this big man actually refused such a good thing
"Young people always have their own ideas." Mr. X said disapprovingly: "Want to drink? Go and have a meeting over there. I just invented a cocktail recently, so I'll let you try it."
"Great, it's our honor to be able to drink your wine again, sir. Let's go, Franklin." As he spoke, he bumped into the giant, and Deborah took the lead to leave.
Franklin nodded to Mr. X and said, "Sorry for knocking down your door."
Mr. X showed a rare smile: "It doesn't matter, that thing hinders a character like you, and it deserves to be dismantled."
Franklin looked at Mr. X seriously, and said after a while, "You are so interesting."
"Each each other."
So Franklin walked over to the table where Deborah was sitting, and because there was no chair for him, the giant simply sat cross-legged on the ground. The bartender had already pushed out several wine barrels, and at this time several figures walked in from outside the door, the first being a woman with a hot body. With healthy ancient skin, a head of purple curly hair spreads over his shoulders like waves. The upper body simply uses a leather tube top to cover the double peaks, but reveals a sexy snake waist. The lower body is a pair of leather shorts. The buttons of the shorts are not even buttoned up, only the zipper is fastened. The waistband of the trousers is decorated with a leather belt, and the metal plate of the belt is engraved with a pattern of a woman on the upper body and a sea snake on the lower body.
The slender leg line extending from under the shorts makes all men feel short of breath. Those long legs, which every man would like to hold in his hands and kiss, are wearing black leather boots. The high and pointed heel, which was more than ten centimeters, pierced into the ground like a nail.
Behind the woman's belt are six Mich-long iron chains, which hang down behind the woman like skirts, and the triangular points tied at the end of the chains drag on the ground, making jingling sounds as the woman moves.
Behind the woman were seven or eight men, standing left and right like the queen's personal guards. Everyone was wearing a short cloak on their backs, and the cloaks were all painted with the same pattern as the woman's waist tag.
After the woman entered the bar, she smiled and said, "Mr. X, you can't be biased. You only make drinks for that big black guy."
X laughed and said, "What a good day today, even you are here. Well, I'll just make you another drink."
The woman laughed. This smile was so coquettish that it stunned the men in the bar.
"Is this girl hot enough?" Deborah took a sip of beer and said, "There are eight hundred men who want to fuck her, but not just anyone can climb into her bed. Her name is Cinderella, A user of the water system, so the entire sea is her home field. The woman who dominates the entire endless sea as a queen is also the captain of the Water Demon."
As soon as Deborah finished his introduction, Cinderella had already walked towards their table: "Big man, I heard that you just had a fight with the fleet led by Signe, the head of the third branch of the Pope's Hall, near the Whisperer Strait a few days ago. One, and beat them away?"
Hearing the news, the pirates looked at Diborah one after another, all showing shocked expressions. Obviously this news has not spread yet, but Cinderella has already received the wind. Diborah laughed: "Why, do you admire me? If so, why don't we go to ** to have a good chat at night."
The guards behind Cinderella showed displeasure, but the person concerned didn't care. She pulled up a chair and sat in front of Deborah and Franklin, and put her long legs on the table, showing off her beauty to the men without hesitation. Cinderella said with a smile: "I said earlier, it's easy to fall in love with me, just beat me. After all, I'm a woman, and I always want to find a strong man to rely on. As for the hard work, I'd better leave it to you men to compare." Good. It's just a pity that there are not many men like this now."
Looking at the pair of beautiful legs in front of her, Deborah swallowed her saliva, shook her head and said with a wry smile: "If you want to beat Cinderella at sea, how is that different from fighting with a giant monster in the deep sea?"
"Don't say that, it makes me seem scary, it will scare people." Looking at Franklin again, Cinderella said, "Your friend?"
"Barely."
Cinderella stood up and said with an arrogant smile: "The big guy will only find the big guy as a friend. Where are the men who are both capable and beautiful? I'm going to die of loneliness."
Seeing that gorgeous figure finally occupying a corner of the bar, Deborah shook his head and said, "I can't imagine any man who can ride this water monster."
Franklin looked at him with a strange look, and Deborah said embarrassingly for the first time: "Don't look at me, I want to ride her. It's a pity that her ability restrains me, especially at sea."
Franklin looked at Cinderella again, who also blew him a kiss. Franklin began to understand why these pirates liked this woman. In this oppressive era, a woman like Cinderella who is both beautiful and domineering is indeed impressive enough.
At this time, Mr. X personally served three glasses of blue bark cocktails. The color of the wine reminded Franklin of the endless sea of radiation. For the first time, the giant hesitated whether to drink this radiation-like sea water into his stomach
While Deborah and the others were drinking, the Iron Scale was moored quietly on the sea near Pier 1. The reason why it didn't dock at the pier was because the iron scale's hull was too huge, and after one of its ships was moored, there was no room for other ships to move. So every time they come back, the Iron Scale stops at the sea near the pier, and Deborah and Franklin go ashore through another assault ship.
Now, most of the pirates have gone ashore to party. Only the deputy captain Biga and some pirates stayed. Biga lay on the deck and slept, while the other pirates cleaned and performed routine maintenance on the Ironscale. On the observation deck of Mast No. 1, a pirate was dozing off when he heard a ship whistle in the distance. The vice-captain Biga also heard the sound of the flute, but this is not unusual. There are at least hundreds of ships entering and leaving the island every day. It is common for ships to come and go and sound their whistles to warn, so Biga is still lying on the deck.
But the pirate on the watchtower yelled, "Mr. Biga, it's bad, they're here..."
Biga opened one eye and said, "Talk well, what's all the fuss about, thanks to the fact that you're still from the Iron Scale."
"Yes, sir." The pirate yelled again just after speaking: "But they, they are the Big Three of the rebel army! They are here, and they are a hundred miles away from us!"
"The Big Three?" Biga couldn't keep his composure any longer, jumped up from the deck, and quickly climbed up the mast to the watchtower. He snatched the binoculars from the pirate's hand and looked forward. Sure enough, three huge ships not much smaller than the Ironscale appeared in the binoculars.
Different flags were hung on the three ships. The flag on the first ship had an angel painted on it, but it stretched out a pair of jet-black wings. The one on the left is a profile of a woman looking ahead, while the one on the right is a pattern of a person being plunged into an abyss by many iron chains. These three patterns respectively represent the Fallen, the Watcher and the Fallen of the Big Three of the rebel army!
At this time, lights on the ship of the fallen suddenly flickered, which was a signal of three long and one short. This means that the people on the ship want to see their own captain, and the person who asks to meet is naturally a fallen person. The man named Ursen is the leader of the rebel army!
In the Neptune Bar, Deborah hiccupped. He shook his head, still feeling dizzy. The Iceberg Flame that Mr. X concocted is really powerful. The seemingly mild wine is extremely strong. It can make an ability user like Deborah dizzy, and if it is put on an ordinary person, it may directly cause alcohol poisoning and death. But what is surprising about this glass of Iceberg Flame is not the high alcohol content. But in such a high content of alcohol, there is no taste of alcohol at all. The taste is like sweet old wine, but the iceberg turns into a flame in the stomach.
Deborah patted the table and said, "It's a pleasure, every time you drink the wine that Mr. X mixes, it's such a pleasure!"
At this time, a pirate stumbled in and yelled at Deborah, "It's not good, captain. The leader of the rebel army, the fallen one wants to see you!"
Hearing the word rebels, let alone Deborah, even Franklin was shocked. Deborah suddenly exuded an astonishingly high temperature, and when he opened his mouth, a thin blue fire spewed out. After exhausting the alcohol in his body, he stood up and said to Mr. X: "It's a pity, I wanted to drink a few more glasses, but it seems that I have to excuse me first."
Then the big guy walked towards the door. Franklin was about to stand up when he heard Deborah say, "You should stay here for now. Since that fellow Ulson has specified that he wants to see me, he won't want to see other people." present."
After speaking, he left the bar.
Franklin sat back. He came to Roaring Bay just to find out how to get to the rebel base camp. Now that the leader of the rebel army is just outside the docks, there has never been a better opportunity. However, what method to use to contact them is still a question that needs to be carefully considered.
Twenty minutes later, Deborah returned to the Ironscale. Seeing him come back, Biga gave the other party a signal to agree to meet. Following the other party, they put down an assault boat, and it was Ulsen the Fallen who stood proudly on the boat. He didn't bring any guards, so he drove the boat over by himself. After a while, the assault boat came under the Iron Scale, and Biga asked people to put down the rope ladder. A dozen pirates on the Iron Scale were curious to squeeze forward to see the appearance of the leader of the rebel army. Deborah shook his head and said: "You'd better get out of here, how can you bear that man's power?"
The pirates didn't know why, and the person who was crowded in the front suddenly turned pale. Below, Ulson was climbing up the rope ladder. However, this pirate couldn't see a single figure, and in his eyes there was only a mass of darkness that was too thick to dissolve. That hell-like darkness has a terrifying gravitational force that pulls the soul into it. The pirate finally rolled his eyes and just passed out.
"The Fallen, a power user of the dark system. He is like the darkness in the depths of the trench where even light cannot penetrate. He is not a character that you bastards can face." Deborah sighed softly.
It's true that the Ulsen people haven't come up yet, but their power has already spread on the Ironscale. His posture is very close to Deborah's, both of which are frozen and heavy. The difference is that Deborah is as dignified as steel and giant rocks, making people feel the weight of the mountains; while Ursenluo feels like the whole person will continue to sink into him. In the dark majesty of hell, in the end, only despair is always with you.
So the pirates retreated cleanly, and even the deputy captain Biga withdrew far away. On the entire deck, only Deborah sat cross-legged on the ground, staring at the direction of the rope ladder with her arms crossed. Finally, a figure jumped onto the deck. The leader of the rebel army, Ulsen the Fallen, appeared in Deborah's eyes. Younger than Deborah imagined, on the surface he looked like a young man in his thirties, wearing a black suit and a red bow tie. It was covered with a white windbreaker, with a circle of golden tassels floating under the epaulets on both sides of the windbreaker, which gave it a taste of military uniform. Wearing the same white tall hat and turning a black cane inlaid with gold in his hands, like a nobleman attending a banquet, Ulson took off his hat and put it on his chest to greet Deborah: "It's our first meeting, Iron Scale The captain of the ship, Your Excellency the brave Flame Shield Deborah!"