Crash!
A golden figure broke through the surface of the sea.
The splashes of water from her body sparkled in the moonlight.
Selma
Ed's pupils suddenly widened.
He subconsciously took a step back. It was over. The Siren had come to find him. There was no need for him to assassinate Paul. The Ocean Horn must have been taken away by Selma.
Enke's tentacles immediately rolled towards Selma in the air.
Selma swung his spear, slapped away Enke's large tentacles, and shouted loudly: "Enke, are you sure you want to attack me?"
Enke bared his teeth and claws, firmly guarding Duger behind him.
"Idiot, he's not the reincarnation of Poseidon at all." Selma looked at Doug and asked, "So, you are Paul Walsh?" She looked Doug up and down with surprise in her eyes, "You are indeed a strong man, no wonder Enke mistook you for him."
strong
Did she come to Doug to borrow sperm
Hearing this, Ed took a breath, God, did he do something wrong
Selma was not here to seek revenge. If Paul and Selma succeeded in the transaction and got Selma's treasure, he would be the true king of pirates!
Fortunately, the assassination did not happen.
Martha looked at Selma with burning eyes.
Barry trembled, it was over, the real culprit had found him.
I've said it before, we shouldn't make fun of Selma!
Is the Pirate King's path about to be cut off
If only we hadn’t spread the Selma rumor…
…
What a big fish!
I'll touch her no matter what...
Doug looked at Selma's fishtail and showed the most sincere smile: "Selma, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
"Wait for me?" Selma snorted, pointing the spear in her hand directly at Doug, "To force me to come to you, is this why you spread rumors about me?"
"Selma, don't you think we are the same kind of people?" Doug laughed.
"What kind of people?" Selma was stunned.
"Funny guy!" Doug laughed, "You use trading to bring happiness to yourself, while I use rumors to bring happiness to the world. Don't you think it's fun to fool a bunch of fools?"
"I created a fish era in your name, and everyone believed it. A group of people happily added the suffix of fish after their names and changed the names of their ships. What do you think their expressions would be if they knew the truth one day?" Doug said.
“…” Selma.
Barry's eye twitched.
Ed was speechless, thinking that he had played a little trick when he chose the name. It turned out that this bastard just wanted to have fun and changed the suffix of the name to freshwater fish. He must feel very stupid!
Damn Paul!
"So, you spread the news that I paid a huge sum of money to have a child just for fun?" Selma's face turned dark.
"Yes, when you find those people and verify the truth, the expressions on their faces must be very interesting!" Doug laughed.
"It's wonderful, but you have destroyed my reputation. You must pay the price." Selma pointed the spear in her hand at Doug, "Only your death can wash my reputation."
“Impossible.” Doug shook his head. “Those who know they’ve been fooled, do you think they will help you clarify the rumors, or will they continue to exaggerate and fool more people? If it were me, I would definitely choose the latter, unless you kill everyone who wants to pay you a large sum of money to have a child, otherwise, this rumor will continue to spread…” “What is your purpose in doing this?” Selma looked at Doug, and suddenly jumped over Enke and landed on the deck, the spear in her hand still pointing at Doug, “If you don’t give me a satisfactory answer, today will be the day you die, and Enke can’t stop me from killing you.”
"Entertainment to death, happiness is supreme. I don't care about the Scepter of Poseidon or the King of Pirates. I enjoy playing tricks on others, even if I have to die for it." Doug looked at Selma with a smile on his face. "Selma, you have always been my idol. I like the fun you create through trading. Is there anything more fun than changing other people's fate?"
"You think my deal is a trick on those people?" Selma asked.
"Isn't it? In a long life, it would be so boring if we don't find some fun things to do!" Doug said, "Is there anything more fun than cultivating a freak, watching him grow, watching him make mistakes, and watching him get lost?"
Selma fell silent.
"Unfortunately, I don't have your skills, so I can only use these most superficial ways to find some fun in this world." Doug sighed softly, looked at Selma and smiled, "That's why I said we are the same kind of people.
Of course, it is also possible that Poseidon was involved. I feel that the old guy is not dead at all. The so-called Poseidon's scepter is just his way of entertaining himself. Maybe the map of destiny was torn into seven pieces by him.
Maybe that old guy is hiding in a corner, watching a group of people fighting over the fate map, and laughing secretly with his hands covering his mouth! "
Martha looked at Doug with a strange look.
"No, Poseidon is dead. I saw him fall with my own eyes." Selma said seriously.
"What does his life or death have to do with us?" Doug smiled and winked at Selma, "Selma, let's cooperate!"
"Cooperation on what?" Selma asked.
"If you want to be someone, be the biggest entertainer. I think the best entertainer should be the one who plays with the whole world, not just a single individual. For example, like me, build a virtual era and attract everyone." Doug talked freely.
Ed broke out in a cold sweat. What a lunatic! This guy is a lunatic.
No wonder he created so many rumors, and after setting the reward at 200,000 gold coins, he never raised it. He was simply making fun of everyone...
"For example, spreading rumors and letting everyone go to the sea to look for the mermaid to help her fulfill her wish of having a child for a huge sum of money?" Selma snorted coldly and repeated.
"That was just a small trick I used to find you." Doug smiled shyly, looking at the mermaid with burning eyes, "Selma, don't you think we should let this game continue? With your means, it shouldn't be a problem to create a fake mermaid that looks so real! Find a few lucky people, let them complete the transaction with the mermaid, give him treasure, and then, at their most glorious moment, tell him that he actually traded with an abalone. Isn't it fun?"
"We can even trade them a fake Poseidon's Scepter. Watch a group of people fighting over a fake scepter, and finally, when the winner takes the fake Poseidon's Scepter to find Zhan Sini, how interesting will the expression on Zhan Sini's face be when she gets the scepter but can't break the seal?" Doug continued to suggest with a smile in his eyes.
Little did they know.
Martha's face next to her was as black as the bottom of a pot.
Looking at Selma who was obviously moved, Doug snorted secretly, what is the main line
I am the main line!
I don't believe that when the Seagod's Scepter appears, you can still hide in the dark...
"Your proposal is interesting, but the Sirens' transactions have always been fair. If such a thing gets out, it will ruin the Sirens' reputation, and no one will trade with me anymore." Selma said seriously.
"No. Selma, don't underestimate human greed. As long as they can get benefits, even if one out of ten times is true, they will definitely come rushing in." Doug smiled, "In fact, I have more happy suggestions. For example, the vortex of this era is the Scepter of Poseidon, which is the inheritance of the Siren. After this storm calms down, we can also concoct the story of the Battle of the Gods and the descent of Poseidon to ensure that every era is very interesting. Of course, the premise of all this is that the Scepter of Poseidon must not fall into the hands of Zhan Sini..."
Crunch!
Under the black cloak, Martha's silver teeth were almost broken.
"Selma, we have to find some fun in our long life, right?" Doug smiled and stretched out his hand, "I have a lot of good ideas."
"Deal." Selma was finally persuaded. She looked at Doug, stretched out her hand and shook his. "Paul, you are an interesting guy. Are you willing to make a deal with me? Give me your heart, and I can trade it to you for endless life."
(End of this chapter)