Although Kasha covered her mouth, Kahn could still hear the name she called out.

Lars.

The person who told them stories tonight in the tavern was killed now.

Who killed him?

The sea fog gradually dissipated, and a ghost that kept slashing was imprinted in her eyes, green and dead spirit filled with death.

Blood Harbor Ghost Pike, Planck's pick in the top spot on the bounty list after his death, Bilgewater's fourth horror legend...

Lars now uses his life to tell them the last story.

Kasha suddenly remembered the golden sirens that Lars left at the wine table and forgot to take away, his lucky sirens coin.

She thought she knew why he met Parker.

Kasha had heard Kahn talk about who Parker was, and at this moment she felt sorry for Lars.

Such a good story and such a professional narrator were all returned to the sea.

Parker suddenly stood up, raised Lars' body with one hand, and looked at his face carefully until Lars' facial features completely coincided with a certain harpoon hand on the Scared Number.

"By the way, I'm not wrong. It's this guy who cuts my rope and watches me overwhelmed by my teeth..."

A bloody welcome shop came, and Parker subconsciously waved his hand.

I saw the serrated dagger in my hand, the intestines, plasma, and wine... all flowed out and spilled all over the floor.

He was tall and strong, and threw Lars into the river with one hand. The smell of blood spread in the water, and the sharks rushed immediately.

Hovering and biting.

The ocean never wastes time.

"You can cross one out on the list." Parker suddenly said. His voice was extremely low, like the sob of a drowning person.

He took out a list full of red crosses and found Lars - Harpooner.

The bright red ink trace crossed out Lars' name from the parchment paper, and then he began to flip the list in anger, looking horizontally, looking to the back, and becoming more dissatisfied.

"Where did I get these inks? List...The names on the list were all crossed out, but there were so many people living on the boat... Did I get the wrong list? Not enough, not enough! It's still a lot worse..."

Seeing Parker's sudden intense movements, Kahn's pupils shrank, realizing that he could not stay here.

Go away before Parker notices them.

"Let's go, whisper, don't attract his attention." Kahn said in Kasha's ear.

He finally understood why the gloomy and terrifying aura came. It was indeed a trouble, but a particularly difficult trouble. He quietly entered the alley and quickly left the murder scene.

But after walking through two street corners, the cold smell not only did not dissipate, but became even stronger.

He stood still and patrolled around. There was a dark river covered with sea fog on the street. He felt something was looking at him, and the sound of water flowing only drowning people could hear.

In the salt grains, in the water droplets, in the sea mist, in the dark side of the air, at the end of the sound of water... the ubiquitous sight comes from the peeping below the water surface.

Kahn began to think about whether to escape directly or stay and solve the problem? Will he catch up if he escapes? Will he be able to solve it? Will he guarantee that he will never meet again in the future?

Just as he was thinking, a ball of water condensed into an entity in front of them, and they saw his front for the first time.

Parker was already tall, with a pair of fish-jaw shoulder pads covered with sharp teeth making him look taller, staring at the two of them condescendingly. The ocean gave him a pair of glowing evil eyes, and the cold gaze made people feel uneasy. There were two deep bone-deep scars on the top of his bare head, as if he had been bitten by a shark.

He tied a blood-red facial scarf to cover his mouth, and the facial scarf was covered with bloody mouths covered with sword teeth. The shaving hook in his hand was a polished shark bone, which was sharper than steel. It could be stabbed in with the belt bone in one go. The more you struggle, the deeper the hook will be.

Then he spoke and said to Kahn.

"I remember how you looked, you were on the boat at that time."

Kahn sighed. He was not afraid. He just felt it was troublesome from beginning to end, because all the demons and monsters of Bilgewater were very difficult to deal with.

"No matter what he says, don't say your name." Kahn quietly reminded Kahsha. Seeing Kahsha shut up and stopped talking, he took a step forward to meet Parker.

"I wasn't born when the Fear was accidental. Are you sure there is a purple-haired and purple-eyed person on the ship? Didn't you read it wrong?" Kahn tried to reason with Parker, although he felt that there was little hope.

There was no ship of the Fear. Even if there were any, the crew of the Fear had been killed by Parker.

But his killing had never stopped because of this. He could no longer tell who was the crew member of the Fear.

The wave of memories comes, allowing the tide to rush into the heart.

A beast ship, a four-masted ship with ragged sails, and the waves stand like mountains.

Purple hair in the wind of the distant sea. About ten people on the deck were watching. The purple eyes widened in disbelief.

Then, the teeth are submerged.

"By the way, you were there at that time," Parker said, and the shaving hook in his hand began to emit a miserable green light, approaching Kahn step by step.

"No..." Kahn's face was not very good-looking, and Parker had lost his judgment.

There are only vague figures in his memories, and anyone can enter, and anyone is the murderer who can kill him.

"You cut off my rope." Parker approached step by step with the shaving hook.

"Is there me on the list?" Kahn asked.

Parker suddenly stopped and took out the parchment paper, and the tip of the shaving hook passed through the names that were crossed out by red ink.

The more he looked at it, the more impatient he became, because all the names on the list had been crossed out, but he still felt that many people had missed it.

"Tell me what your name is." He whispered.

"Lals, my name is Lars." Kahn answered decisively, and then Parker looked for the name Lars on the list.

Kasha looked at Kahn in confusion, wondering why he wanted to replace a dead man.

His idea was this - when Parker killed someone, he would force him to ask the other person's name, and after killing the victim, Parker would immediately erase the names that suddenly appeared on the list.

Kahn wanted to try it out, will the name that has appeared again? If it appears, will Parker kill the main owner again or kill the fake? Such problems can be triggered together, can Parker fall into logical confusion?

But Parker is not that easy to cheat.

"You're not Lars, he's dead." He rushed over, and the shaved hook in his hand stabbed Kahn's face.

The person with a shaved hook on his face cannot lie.

A purple-light arm blade appeared out of thin air at this time, easily cutting off Parker's shaving hook and stabbing it into his chest.
Chapter completed!