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The third thousand two hundred and sixty-three chapters salt the wound

“It’s really interesting…”

Amon looked at the parasitic Sequence 2 balancer in front of him and helped him hold his unilateral glasses.

This angel from the Ruen Kingdom used unknown means to determine his position, and then rushed over from afar.

As soon as I saw myself, I kept saying that even if I changed, I would never have thought of cheating him. I would still ask myself to change completely and stop wearing one-sided glasses.

Then Amon naturally would not be polite to the goods delivered to his door, and directly completed the parasitics, turning the other party into his own clone.

Unfortunately, the other party's approach itself is in conflict. Even Amon can only hold on to the bug for a short period of time. After a long time, he still has to give up this clone to avoid losing control.

But using this clone to investigate the situation is not a big problem.

Drenke Augustus was the "newcomer" who became an angel in recent hundreds of years after the founding of the country, and was different from his ancestor William Augustus I.

If William Augustus followed him this time, because of his relationship with Amon and his extraordinary characteristics that Amon did not require, he would have a high probability of escaping by relying on the ability of Sequence 1.

But the one I received was the former Duke of Southwell, who directly completed the delivery of thousands of miles.

Because of what Dlink Augustus said when he met, the other party was able to strangely divine his own experience, and the unknown mysterious sense of estrangement.

Naturally, Amon thought of the guest from the starry sky that he saw last time in the Land of Gods.

Amon himself was very cautious and ran away directly after meeting, but it didn't mean that Amon was afraid.

After discovering the other party's clues, Amon is very interested in investigating whether it is the other party who takes the initiative to lead him or other reasons.

Now I happened to get a clone with identity temporarily. In order to cooperate, another clone was arranged to follow him. It should be OK...

...

Wow~

The whistle sounded, and the White Agate entered Damir Harbour.

It will replenish fresh water and food on this colonial island and set sail again the next morning.

As German Sparo, Klein also seemed very relaxed during this period after completing the game of hunting fishman with others on the boat.

Because of the extraordinary characteristics of hunting fishmen, they were sold directly to the captain, in exchange for some urgent gold pounds.

Otherwise, after paying 800 gold pounds back to Xu Yue through sacrifice, he would be unable to afford to eat.

Touching his beloved gloves, Crane followed the harbor to a bar called "Flying Fish and Wine".

I found that there were various reward orders posted outside the bar.

There are 800,000 pounds belonging to the "King of the Five Seas" and hundreds of pounds of ordinary pirate leaders, from high to low, layer by layer, forming a unique scenery.

This directly caused green light to pop up in Klein's eyes, and he could not walk anyway after taking root under his feet.

Even my breathing became a little short.

Now I am squirming and hunger, coupled with the strength of Sequence 6, my theoretical combat power is considered the best in Sequence 5.

Except for a few pirates, most pirates can be regarded as their prey!

While remembering the portraits and descriptions on these reward orders in a crazy manner.

After standing for a long time, Klein used his perseverance to force his head to move away and left here reluctantly.

I walked into the bar and ordered some food absent-mindedly.

"Shit Navy

"No one in Damir Port dares to slander me as a pirate informant!"

A strong man holding an old hand gun, over 1.8 meters tall, strong muscles and a greasy face, was pressing against the eyebrows of a shirtless man at a temperature close to zero, and said cursingly.

The riots confronted here brought back Klein, who was wandering around in the sky.

pirate?

Klein, who captured the sensitive word, his eyes began to turn green and turned to look at the confrontational duo.

After relied on the faceless person's special ability to remember appearance, he found that he was disappointed and did not have a face that matched the reward.

But when I think of the other party's words as a pirate informant, it's still possible to follow the clues...

Klein looked around and then found the captain of his passenger ship, Airland, and directly touched him and secretly asked about the situation.

"The quarrel between two drunks, in Damir Port, in the surrounding waters, has always been rumored that the eagle Logan serves the owner of the Black Tulip. The navy mentioned this just now, but happened to be encountered by the eagle."

Isn’t the owner of the ‘Black Tulip’ the ‘Hell Admiral’ Ludwell?

A reward of 55,000 gold pounds!

The gas sprayed from Klein's nostrils brought a hint of heat, making Aerland next to him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Is it true?"

Klein's voice became a little hoarse, as if he was getting angry.

He coughed again and said

"I mean, is there any risk in our ship sailing here?"

"The General of Hell will not target us, as long as we don't provoke anything."

Aerland smiled and said, "They were just passenger ships and there was not much oil and water."

Pirates also have their own rules and rules, and Aerland is already very familiar with these.

"That's really a waste..., great."

Klein said with emotion, then turned around and sat on the high chair in front of the bar, and tapped the wooden countertop.

“A glass of Southwell beer.”

After chatting with Aerland for a while, the captain went inside to play cards.

And Klein also felt the local "customs" here.

Even if his face is very cold now, he still can't stop those peeping.

A small man came over and directly carried out a pyramid scheme similar to Qin Shihuang's resurrection and making money. It was probably a "ghost empire".

The funny thing is that just when Klein felt a little funny and wanted to drive him away.

Logan, the "Sea Eagle" who had confronted the scene before, came over and threw the little liar away.

"Sorry, this is our mouse in Port Damir, always doing something that destroys our reputation.

“In fact, we are all very friendly. If you have any questions, please contact me.

"Haha, don't believe the slander of those guys. I am an upright person and have nothing to do with the Hell Admiral."

I hope you have something to do with you. Klein felt a little regretful. Although there are many younger brothers around Hell, those younger brothers are also valuable.

I am not going to be in a head-on manner, relying on the ability of the faceless person, I can steal a few if I can.

I can't think about it anymore, I'm going to drool.

Get rid of distracting thoughts, Klein looked at the familiar "Sea Eagle", then his expression remained unchanged, and he said in a plain tone

"I want to know the recent rumors."

“No problem.”

‘Sea Eagle’ Logan took a picture of the bartender’s table and said to the bartender.

"Come on a plate of special cured meat, and I'll ask this guy to taste the most famous food in our Damir."

The bartender still had the cold face, pushed the door and entered the kitchen behind, and quickly brought out a plate of sliced ​​cured meat with clear red and white texture.

“5 pounds.”

He didn't look at the "Sea Eagle" Logan, but looked directly at Klein.

“5 pounds.”

"Sea Eagle" Logan turned his head, smiled warmly, and raised his arms to show his muscles.

"Everyone heard it just now. To thank me, you want me to enjoy the special cured meat."

After hearing this, Klein also found that he had been cheated.

I have only this little money left, and you are going to cheat me?

Do I look like a rich man?

It seemed that he was poked into the sore spot, and Klein exploded in an instant.

"I think you are the eyeliner of the Admiral of Hell..."

Klein, whose eyes became a little hollow without focal length, muttered to himself in a fickle and steady tone.

Then directly press the head of the "Sea Eagle" Logan to the bar.

Well, I just smashed the bar and put it in it...

Next chapter before one point...

The results of the physical examination were out, including hypertension, anemia, fatty liver, etc., but this time, the liver was filled with a lot of cysts, with a maximum of 6*6mm. Because it was a low-density shadow, I had to find an opportunity to strengthen the certainty of t.
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