Pirates on Top of the War: I Will Stand In the Sky

   Chapter 288 The tragedy caused by juice

   "Dong dong..."

   And the costumes of Yan and his party that were incompatible with ordinary pirates also instantly attracted the attention of many pirates in the tavern, and the originally noisy and noisy atmosphere produced a momentary silence.

   "What? Where's the weird guy from?"

A wretched pirate who was sitting closest to the door turned his eyes away from Ian, watching Ian about to pass by, but while the surface was not moving, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he quietly moved towards Ian's feet. Stretched out a foot.

This is also the reason why this wretched pirate chooses to occupy this position to drink. Whenever he sees those arrogant and mighty pirates with their own feet, they fall a dog and eat mud and lose it completely. With a big face, the wretched pirate felt a burst of happiness in his heart.

   However, just as the wretched pirate's foot was about to touch Ion, the other foot suddenly stepped on the top of the wretched pirate.

   "Crack!!"

   A crisp sound sounded, and the wretched pirate's calf instantly bent ninety degrees.

   The wretched pirate was stunned for a moment, and then he felt the severe pain, struggling to fall to the ground, hugging his calf, rolling back and forth, screaming.

"what!!!"

The pirates around    laughed out loud when they saw this.

   "That guy finally got planted."

   "Interesting, it made me laugh."

   "It's okay, Kurt, you have another foot, remember to continue sitting in that position next time."

  …

   And the pirate named Kurt became furious when he heard the harsh laughter, turned his head to look at Ion, and shouted threateningly.

   "You guys are dead, I'm from the Dough Pirates, you just wait to be rounded and flattened by our captain..."

   Just before Kurt finished speaking, Ivankov, who smashed Kurt's calf with one foot, bent over like a chicken, grabbed Kurt's neck and lifted it, and walked outside the tavern.

   "Hip-hop, little guy, don't be angry, let me treat you."

   "Hey, bastard, let me go, let me go..."

   Kurt struggled constantly, but his resistance only made Ivankov more excited, speaking in a weird tone.

   "Small things are pretty cool, but don't worry, I'm a doctor, not a formal kind."

   Finally, as the door of the tavern closed, Ivankov in a gray cloak lifted the noisy Kurt out, making the tavern quiet again.

   To this, Drago and Ion did not react, and this small deterrence might reduce unnecessary trouble.

   Immediately, Dorag, Ion and Bear went directly to the bar and sat down.

  The tavern owner, who was wiping his wine glasses behind the bar, looked unfamiliar, but he took a second glance at the bear's body, which was almost indistinguishable from a little giant, and asked.

   "Three guests, what would you like to drink?"

   "Two glasses of wine and one..."

   Drago hesitated for a moment, then cast his eyes on Ion.

  Ion said helplessly. "Juice bar."

  fruit...juice? !

   Not only was the tavern owner stunned, but the surrounding pirates who were paying attention to Ion and his party were even more sluggish for a few breaths, and then a burst of laughter broke out.

   "I heard it right? This is Magic Valley Town, the sinful place where pirates gather, so they came to the tavern to order juice?"

   "It's so funny, isn't that guy still a minor?"

   "Hey, hey, kid, go home for milk, what juice?"

  …

  Ion did not take it seriously for the unscrupulous ridicule of the pirates around him, but confirmed to the tavern owner.

   "No juice? I can add money."

   Hearing the word "add money", the boss responded quickly and replied. "Yes, as long as you have money, let alone juice, human blood is fine."

   Immediately, the boss first poured a glass of rum, which is the most common in the sea, for Dorag and the bear, and then went to the back to prepare the juice.

   Soon, a glass of apparently freshly squeezed orange juice was placed in front of Yon.

"tasty."

  Ion took off the lower part of the mask, took a sip, praised it, and asked. "Boss, by the way, do you know the next eruption time of the nearby sky current?"

   "Huh? Soaring ocean currents?"

   asked the tavern owner. "One hundred thousand Bailey, you can answer."

  Ion heard the words, took out a pile of Bailey from his arms and put it in front of the tavern owner.

  Suddenly, the tavern owner's smile brightened a lot, and he answered.

   "According to the rules, it will be about five nautical miles away from the northwest in five days. If you want to pass, remember to avoid it."

   "Bypass?"

  Ion smiled, but did not explain that the meaning of his search for the sky current was not to avoid it.

   And after the tavern owner finished speaking, he also directly stretched out his hand to put away the pile of Baileys and said.

"The extra Bailey comes with a piece of information. Kurt is considered a small person in the dough pirates, but the overall strength of the dough pirates is terrible in Magic Valley Town. The overall reward is as high as 50 million Bailey, and he will not leave. Maybe you won't have the opportunity to see the soaring ocean currents."

"do not worry……"

  Ion raised the juice in his hand towards the tavern owner, took another sip, and said. "We're not good people either."

  As Ion's voice fell, a drunken pirate staggered over from behind Ion.

   Suddenly, as if the pirate was about to fall, the wine glass in his hand shook, and a lot of wine was spilled directly into Ion's juice.

   Immediately, the pirate said in an extremely timid tone. "Oops, sorry, my hand slipped."

   "You guy, did you do it on purpose?" Seeing this, Drago said with some dissatisfaction.

   "Tsk, I did it on purpose, so what? He's obviously a kid who doesn't even know how to drink. If he wants to talk big, he hides in his mother's arms..."

   However, before the pirate could finish speaking, a shadow suddenly appeared behind him, but the bear's arm was raised high, and then... he pressed it.

   "Boom!"

   For a while, the somewhat dilapidated tavern shook a few times, and the pirate had been deeply pressed into the floor by the bear's palm.

   Immediately, the bear raised his head and asked slowly. "Sir, do you want to kill him?"

   "Forget it, just an alcoholic who drinks..."

  Ion waved his hand and said. "Besides, I'm past the age where I need to use alcohol to show my courage. It's just a pity for this glass of juice."

   Immediately, Ion directly picked up the glass of juice that was no longer clean, and placed it in front of the pirate who was pressed to the ground by the bear and had at least a dozen broken bones all over his body.

   "Let's go, I still don't like places like taverns very much."

   After saying that, Ion got up straight and walked towards the door of the tavern.

   (end of this chapter)