Assassin’s Adventure

But the Dreadful Wee had no hostile thoughts at all. They put up the sails near the beach and dropped anchor. Captain Wilson and a sailor paddled aboard the Jackdaw.

"Captain Wilson, it's been a long time, but if I remember correctly, the last time you met, you belonged to the Spanish Navy, and you were with those Templars, and it seemed that you were also bombarding the Imperial Navy."

Wilson no longer had the sharpness he had before, and just put on a very low stance: "Sir, of course you remember correctly."

"You can call me Captain Gordon, then I'm thinking about a question now, if I take you down now and hand it over to my friends in the Navy, I think I might even get a promotion, get military exploits or a title or something, maybe You don't quite know, the British Royal Navy has offered a bounty of 1,000 gold coins, life or death."

Gordon opened his mouth and smiled, his words were full of threats. He had obtained Wilson's voyage diary, and he knew a lot about the person in front of him. To be honest, he couldn't say that he had any sympathy for the poor person in front of him. hatred.

"Because I think if you listen to me first, it will change your mind."

"Oh? The last person who spoke to me like this was stabbed in the heart by me, are you sure?"

Wilson was really stunned for two seconds when he heard this, and then nodded.

"I want to join the British Navy and become a privateer."

"The reason? Retaliation against the Spaniards? That's the only thing I can think of, but, even as a pirate, you can loot their merchant ships and sneak attack on their warships, rather than being more likely to be cannon fodder on the battlefield."

Wilson had to admit Gordon's keen insight, and what he said was likely to happen, but he didn't hesitate.

"I'm not a pirate anymore, and I won't anymore. In good faith, I want to tell you a message first: Pirates in the entire Caribbean Sea are almost looking for your traces, because there is a huge treasure on your ship."

"Haha, what treasures can I have on my ship? If there is, I would have bought a big house in London and lived a luxurious life, instead of working hard to earn a living on the sea."

Gordon laughed, and so did the sailors around him, but Wilson's arrival was truly sincere, and he decided to give it due respect.

The table and chairs were moved to the deck and became a simple negotiating table with rum on it, a negotiating table in line with the characteristics of a pirate.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do, and what's in it for me? Let me risk being attacked by you and give up my thousand gold coins."

"Introduce me to join the British Privateer, and I will give you a satisfactory reward, as well as an important piece of information, an important piece of information that will allow you to reach the sky in one step. The initiative is in your hands, if you feel that this information is not worthwhile, you can always Behead me again and send it to the Navy."

"You are so confident that I won't behead you after getting the news? And I have to tell you that the privateer's license must have the autograph of His Majesty George. It is not determined by your will, only the Empire. The Navy feels that you can have the same value, and you are qualified."

Wilson got this answer and didn't care.

"You can all be privateers, my ships are bigger and more powerful, we beat more Spaniards on the battlefield..."

Gordon shook his head: "It's impossible, they won't accept someone who was originally an enemy when the war comes. Even me, it's absolutely impossible to introduce you as a privateer at this time."

Wilson felt all over for a while. He couldn't deny what Gordon said, but he didn't want to be a pirate for the rest of his life.

"Is there no other way?"

"Of course there is."

Gordon poured himself a glass of rum and took a slow sip.

"any solution?"

Wilson glanced at his boat, which was almost his own.

"I would have had one more ship, but unfortunately it's still in port in London, which means I should actually have two ships in my fleet."

"You want me to join you and become your subordinate?"

Wilson gritted his teeth a little, and the young man in front of him just wanted to eat himself and his boat clean.

"This is the only way, and you need to change your outfit, change your sails, and change your ship's name. You can't use the title of red beard outside. By the way, remember to shave your beard. already."

Wilson put his hands on the table and stared at Gordon for a long time, but he couldn't say anything. He looked around at the sailors of the Jackdaw, clenching his machete or musket, if he dared to jump out of his mouth A word of no may really be a thousand gold coins in your pocket.

In addition, the Terror Weemark couldn't even gather the gunners. It was a living target. It is more likely that because of his death, the sailors surrendered without hesitation, and their ship also belonged to the person in front of him.

No, no, he can't watch his life's hard work and become someone else's trophy. If he really can choose, he still thinks it's better to take care of the boat by himself.

He finally closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and squeezed a few words between his teeth: "I agree."

Jon, who had not been on the boat for a long time, was also found by Gordon and wrote an agreement for the two, which recorded everything they negotiated in detail, and left the names of the two.

Of course, this agreement can't stop those who really want to rebel. The so-called guarding gentleman is not guarding against villains. If you want to really conquer the sailors of the Terror Wee Mark, there is still a long way to go.

Jon's position on Gordon's ship is very embarrassing. Although he is regarded as the second mate on the ship, he only does the job of a quartermaster. In order to regain his image in the Navy, Jon went to the Terror Wee as a supervisor. Assist with handling and make sure the ship has no rebellious thoughts.

To this end, the Jackdaw stayed on Grand Cayman for one night, took the spare sails to the Dreadful Wee ~www.readwn.com~ and then refreshed the whole ship again, the name of the ship was changed to white Shark.

The Cayman Islands are very quiet at night. Except for the sound of the waves, the sailors are left singing and playing the piano loudly. The noise during the day seems to be just an illusion.

"Captain, to be honest, I don't think the name is very good."

Harry was all smiles after Jon went to the White Shark to become a clerk, because if nothing else, he would be the second mate of the Jackdaw in a few days.

"Oh, Harry, do you think there's anything wrong with the name?"

"Captain, the legend of Baishawan is that there are mermaids who eat people."

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"Mermaid!"

Gordon suddenly thought of the legendary Fountain of Youth. If he could find it, not only would he be able to live forever, but he would also have a huge capital to take.