Assassin’s Adventure

The sun gradually fell from the horizon, shedding the last ray of afterglow, and night was approaching, and a bonfire had already risen on the beach.

The sailors brought dry wood from the island. The cattle and sheep had already fallen on the trees, they were slaughtered and skinned, and their internal organs were thrown aside, which attracted a lot of seabirds and beasts to fight, but they did not kill more. Game, enough food.

There were sixty-seven people sitting around the bonfire. Some people were leaning on cattle and sheep on the fire, and there were many sea fish. The sailors sang the songs of their rough hometown, brought rum and drank freely, and the cups were intertwined. joy.

Gordon listened to Coolidge's interesting story on the side. His wife and daughter laughed, but he scoffed at him saying that his daughter was extremely beautiful. After all, in the eyes of a father, daughters are the most beautiful.

"Gordon, why don't you believe it? What I said is true. Young people in London are almost two blocks away from my house, but none of me and Catherine can stand it." Some are helpless, and some hate that iron is not steel.

"Okay Morgan, let's not talk about whether we can line up two streets first. You say that since it is so popular, why do you still go out to sail and marry a good family? Wouldn't that mean you don't have to worry about food and clothing?" Gordon joked. As if he was really thinking about what he said.

The latter was directly angry at this kind of joke, and slapped Gordon on the head: "You brat, do you think I am this kind of person? And I sail for adventure, for dreams, you know shit."

Gordon laughed and just rubbed his head: "Okay, I believe what you said, otherwise it would be impossible to be like this after so many years..."

Coolidge stared at Gordon through gritted teeth, and then took a swig of wine: "It's just luck, bad luck."

Gordon was noncommittal, the two touched the bottle, and then poured the wine into their mouths.

"Captain, the leg of lamb is ready, here it is!"

Allen directly handed the roasted leg of lamb to Gordon, and started the first bite of the banquet.

Gordon took a big bite: "Okay, it's delicious, everyone don't stand still and start eating, but Alan, if you're missing a little chili, take it back for me to bake again, burn it a little, and brush with chili. "

"I know the captain." Allen said, and then took the leg of lamb back.

Chili, which is produced in the Americas, has become an indispensable condiment in many places, but Europeans are still not used to this kind of exciting condiment in this era, and only Gordon is very interested in it.

"Morgan, have you seen Mickey?" Gordon asked to Coolidge, who was also eating grilled fish.

Coolidge thought about it for a while, then looked at the boat not far away: "I'm guarding the boat, wait for Alan to go back for a shift, and there are three sailors on it."

"Since this is the case, I won't wait for him. He has already seen it anyway."

Gordon stood up from the ground, patted the sand stuck to his butt, and picked up the treasure chest.

"Everyone, the moment to witness the miracle is coming. This is our biggest gain this time. It comes from the gems on the Elizabeth that sank twenty years ago. Each one is worth a hundred gold coins..."

"Although we didn't get the biggest treasure, we were taken first, but the harvest is not bad. Every sailor can get three gold coins. Let's cheer."

"Long live the captain!"

"Captain I love you!"

"It was a wise decision to follow Captain Gordon..."

"Cough cough!" Gordon cleared his throat, "It's okay to say you love me, now I'll show you these gems."

Gordon unlocked the box and...

"Jack! Sparrow!"

What did he see? Of course, what he saw was that the treasure chest was originally full, but now only half of it was left, and the only outsider who handled the treasure chest was Jack!

The originally good mood disappeared in an instant. Gordon's gloomy face instantly made all the sailors swallow their saliva involuntarily, and they dared not let the air out. At this time, the resentment rising from Gordon's head was frightening.

He finally knew why Jack was so calm after they slapped him, and he waved his hat to say goodbye. This originally very ordinary action had risen to a silent mockery in Gordon's heart, mocking his stupidity. ,Innocent.

Jack's slap slapped Gordon's face like a slap, even giving him the illusion that he had striking red handprints on his face.

"Captain, let's chase it back! Get it back again."

A sailor suggested so.

Such a proposal was also supported by many sailors. The excited sailors stood up and shouted to go back for revenge.

Black Pearl's front and rear masts were directly smashed by chain bombs, maybe they can still catch up now when they go back.

But Gordon squeezed his hand and suppressed all the shouting.

"Forget it, going now is to fight head-on. For this money, a lot of sailors may die. I can't be so selfish."

Gordon's originally gloomy face showed a bright smile: "Everyone, you have to remember, we are a merchant ship~www.readwn.com~ We can't take the initiative to attack others because of the treasure, or even risk our own lives, I It is your captain who is obliged to take responsibility for your life."

Gordon's remarks really filled the loyalty of all sailors in an instant. Some people began to applaud, and then more and more people began to applaud.

"Captain, we will always support you..."

"Everyone's banquet continues. I promise that everyone's gold coins will not be less. You have to remember that Captain Gordon always speaks his mind."

Gordon's remarks made the sailors cheer again, and the banquet resumed, only Coolidge was a little worried.

"Are you sure you're all right?"

Gordon nodded: "It's alright, it's just a windfall, just like gambling. I don't feel so distressed when I lose it, but Jack, it's really unpleasant to play with me for a while."

Coolidge laughed: "Just look at it, Jack is the most cunning pirate I've ever seen, full of incitement, Gordon, you have to be careful."

"It's alright, let's continue drinking... Haha."

The atmosphere of the banquet did not decrease much, and Jack on the side looked at the boatswain Morton walking on the springboard, and showed a mysterious smile: "Mr. Morton, you have a bullet, can you survive on this desert island? It's up to you. It's a shame I didn't hang you, and since you're just trying to incite a rebellion, I'll give you a chance."

"Jack, no, Captain, I was wrong. Give me another chance. There is nothing here, no merchant ships, not even coconut trees. I can't live."

With a musket pointed at, Morton stood staggering on the boat's springboard, praying.

"No no no, you forgot? How did I escape from the desert island? If you can really catch the turtle, hahaha."