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Chapter 62 Are you afraid of death?
Few people at sea have seen the Flying Dutchman with their own eyes.

To be precise, very few living people have seen it.

Therefore, when the Flying Dutchman emerged from the sea, and the decayed hull and cloth-like sails appeared in front of everyone, the entire fleet fell silent.

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

"Octopus—" He blinked his eyes, and the blurred vision gradually became clear.

It's a person, no, it's an octopus with human features, wearing a black captain's cap covered with moss and barnacles, and those octopus tentacles wriggle like beards, making people creepy.

"Jack Spy-Lo!" The octopus held a pipe in its mouth, and smoke rings spewed from the tentacles in the side of his face.

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

"Are you afraid of death?"

Jack Sparrow woke up completely.

He turned his head and looked around for a while, and then he let out a sigh of relief and smiled: "Davy Jones, it's good to see you."

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

The wriggling tentacles on Davy Jones' face paused for a moment to express his surprise, and he moved closer to meet Sparrow's eyes: "You seem to welcome me?"

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

"No, I haven't." Sparrow said with a smile: "The 13-year period hasn't come yet."

"But, I have seen your death." Davy Jones took another deep breath of his pipe, squinted his eyes and said, "I dragged you up from hell."

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

"." Davy Jones froze again.

"Jack Sparrow, I'm afraid you have no chance to choose."

He had just finished speaking when suddenly violent artillery fire sounded from all directions.

Davy Jones straightened up abruptly and looked around.

I saw that the Flying Dutchman and the Black Pearl were surrounded by densely packed ships, and those ships had already passed the side of the ship, exposing their ferocious muzzles, and overwhelming solid shells smashed towards this side.

The rotten decks and guardrails on the Dutchman were suddenly shattered, and a dozen unlucky seafood were smashed into the sea by shells.

"It seems that you need to solve your problem first, Davy Jones." Sparrow was tightly bound, he could only shake his head, and said: "I forgot to tell you, there is a troublesome guy who has been looking for you for a long time .”

"Looking for me?" Davy Jones didn't seem very anxious about being bombarded, and even asked leisurely: "So it is, so this is a trap."

"Looks like someone wants to have a little fun with me."

He asked slowly, "Who...is looking for death?"

"Have you seen the tallest and largest ship? That's the oriental man standing at the bow." Sparrow spoke quickly and pointed out Tang Sen's location without hesitation.

"Ha!" Davy Jones looked sharply across the distance between the ship and the ship, stepped out, and the next moment he was on the bow of the Intrepid.

Tom turned pale with fright, dodged in front of Tang Sen, and at the same time called the soldiers on the ship to gather towards the bow.

Davy Jones turned a blind eye to them, just stared at Tang Sen, still smoking his pipe, and asked slowly, "Are you looking for me?"

"Are you afraid of death?"

Tang Sen also stared at Davy Jones, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"I'm super scared."

The sword of Triton at his waist was pulled out with a bang, and the cables on the boat wound towards Davy Jones like a snake.

Davy Jones didn't resist, letting the ropes tie him into a rice dumpling, but he still said slowly: "Interesting toy——"

"Death!" Tom yelled, throwing his rapier at Davy Jones.

But before his sword reached his body, Davy Jones' body seemed to be blurred, and he walked out from the cable. He raised his left arm, but it was a huge crab claw, which directly pierced Tom's stabbing sword. vise.

Tom pulled out a few times, but the rapier remained motionless. Before he could make any more moves, Davy Jones had already drawn out the long knife at his waist.

The blade quickly penetrated into Tom's chest.

Other soldiers had already rushed up, and Davy Jones was surrounded by blades in all directions, but Davy Jones' body was integrated into the deck, and the next moment, he slowly drilled out of the deck in front of Tang Sen.

"Just for fun? Huh?"

He raised his hand and pointed the blade at Tang Sen: "Your expression is boring."

"Doesn't the coming of death make you show fear too?"

Tang Sen did still have a smile on his face, even brighter than before. He smiled and said, "Don't get me wrong, I just don't think I will die here."

"let me try--"

Davy Jones stabbed Tang Sen in the chest without hesitation, but at this moment a figure rushed out from behind and knocked Davy Jones away.

"Ah! An annoying bug!" Davy Jones steadied his footsteps, looked over with dissatisfaction, and then froze.

In his eyeliner, Tom stood there perfectly.

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

"My heart is on the right side," cried Tom, and threw himself on it again.

Obviously, Tom's swordsmanship was far from that of Davy Jones, and in a blink of an eye, the opponent clamped the blade again, and then folded it lightly, and the frivolous rapier was broken directly.

Davy Jones' knife pierced Tom's left chest.

"So what about this time?" Davy Jones lifted Tom up with one hand, approached him, and wrapped the tentacles on his face around his neck: "Can your poor heart continue to beat?"

Tom pretended to be weak, and slowly stretched out his hand towards Davy Jones. When he was about to get close to him, he suddenly accelerated, his eyes widened in vain, and he grinned and shouted: "My heart has stopped beating!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he inserted his hands deeply into the pile of tentacles under the opponent's face.

"I got it!"

Just as Tom's excited voice sounded, Davy Jones' tentacles began to tighten, entangled his hand tightly, and then lifted the sharp knife in his hand, breaking both arms, and Tom fell heavily to the ground.

"Undead——" Davy Jones controlled the tentacles and threw away the two severed hands. His face became stern, and a tentacles protruded from the buried of many tentacles, and a long key was tied to the lower end of the tentacles.

"It really didn't occur to me, is this why you dare to face me?"

"You almost got it."

He stared at Tang Sen firmly, and said in a serious tone:
"Your goal is my key? How did you know the existence of this key?"

"You don't need to care about this issue." Tang Sen smiled: "Tighten your key tightly, I will take it off with my own hands."

"You won't have another chance." Davy Jones began to blend into the deck.

"I have better ways of dealing with the undead, along with your ridiculous ships."

(End of this chapter)