After a while, the mercenaries and sailors came down from the Black Pearl one after another, set up the cargo elevator passing through the warehouse, and began to sort out the lost and recovered goods and transport them back to the Black Pearl's warehouse. Aranza did not threaten to be stepped on by him.
The pirates did not rush to take his life, but quietly placed the Silent Blade on his neck. Aranza was waiting to determine whether he would need this pirate.
Sure enough, after a while, a mercenary ran up to Aranza and said gloomily: "Sir, the Shadow Grass is not here!"
Aranza's face instantly turned gloomy. He turned to the subdued pirate and his eyes were filled with chills. His hand pressed down slightly, directly pressing a blood line on the pirate's neck. At the same time, he sneered: "Did you hear that? What's your best choice?"
Tell me honestly where you have hidden the Shadow Grass!"
The pirate was startled by Aranza, not because of Aranza's question, but because of the sword pressing on his neck. He even felt the god of death kissing his face.
However, this pirate held a glimmer of hope in his heart. He originally thought that the attackers were another group of pirates who were interested in this batch of goods, because only pirates would rob pirates without leaving any room. The party who robbed not only needed the other party's goods, but also had to block them.
Keep the opponent's mouth shut. Such things are very common in the shipwreck port. Only smugglers can transport goods to and from the shipwreck port at will. The pirates will not rob the smugglers, because once the smugglers are robbed, it means that the smugglers
They will no longer set foot here, which means that the pirates in the shipwreck port will no longer be able to obtain high-quality spirits and young and beautiful female slaves.
However, since the group of people in front of them know what is in the goods, the only explanation is that these people are the owners of the goods. It seems that the Clown Pirates have hit the iron plate, the pirate thought, and at the same time he thought that Aranza should
Will let him live, so he answered as cooperatively as possible: "The shadow grass is at Captain Bucky's place! Captain Bucky is on his way to the drinking hut! The drinking hut?! You don't know that place, oh, there are smugglers there.
At the goods purchasing station opened here, everything can be sold at a good price!"
Aranza nodded with a half-smile, then raised the knife and ended the pirate's life.
This pirate should have thought that Aranza could kill all his companions here, so he would not mind killing one more of him. Unfortunately, when death comes, regret is the more painful feeling of losing one's life.
Although the battle on the pier attracted many idle pirates to watch, no one intervened. It seems that fighting and death are not uncommon in the shipwreck port, and are even very common, as if this is how it should be.
Aranza looked around, and finally decided to let Zat lead the mercenaries to stay at the dock, while she took Cyril and Elita deeper into the shipwreck port. Aranza began to instinctively prevent Zat from approaching him. This dragonborn
Aranza finally felt a little threatened. As for the mercenaries, the reason Aranza didn't take them with him was because although there were conflicts and killings at the Shipwreck Port, bringing a large group of people swaggering through the city would definitely cause a lot of trouble.
Now, Aranza doesn't want any trouble, she just wants the Shadow Grass that was taken away.
Perhaps because he was too impatient, Aranza didn't ask about the location of the pirate's drinking hut and just killed him. However, this was not a big problem for Aranza. He randomly asked people along the way, and after a while,
Then they confirmed the location of the drinking hut. These pirates who were pulled over to ask for directions may have taken a fancy to the two women behind Aranza, and they gave different answers, as if they wanted to lead Aranza and others somewhere. However, these secrets
But with Aranza's soul induction, he naturally knew which answers were true and which were false. The people who told lies had long since become corpses, and Aranza casually threw them into the gaps between the wreckage of the ship.
It was true that he didn't want to cause trouble, but Aranza didn't mind causing trouble either.
There is no such thing as a shipwreck port. The way to reach a place is to cross one shipwreck after another. Aranza will soon be able to determine its use based on the size of the wreckage. Generally, smaller shipwrecks will be the residence of some pirates.
, when passing by, you will often hear the gasping of men and the moaning of women, and occasionally one or two disturbed curses; the larger shipwrecks are naturally public places, and of course most of them have been converted into bars.
Apart from the sounds of drinking, the loudest sounds were still the panting of men and the moans of women. Aranza was fine with this, but the two women behind him quietly blushed.
In this way, under the cover of night, the three of them walked forward unhurriedly. Not long after, the so-called drinking hut appeared in front of them.
This is a building composed of the remains of a medium-sized ship. The deck is used as a walking path. The original cabin is the location of the drinking hut. A huge sign is nailed to the top of the cabin. Windows are dug out on all four walls of the cabin.
, the light of the magic lamp pours out from inside, accompanied by some curses and women's laughter. It seems that this is actually a bar, but some items have been added by smugglers.
If the door to the drinking hut was open, Aranza would have no need to break in. He shrugged at the two people behind him and walked in first.
But Aranza seemed to have arrived a little late. At this moment, the skinny or stout but definitely drunk pirates in the drinking hut were forming a circle. Some of them were holding one or two women in their arms. They were shouting and shouting,
Watching a duel in the circle with great interest. Oh, yes, a duel, or a duel of life and death. In a place like Shipwreck Harbor where swords are drawn at the slightest disagreement, there is still talk of a duel.
The reason why Aranza felt that she came a little late was because one of the two people dueling in the circle was wearing a clown costume, and judging from his temperament, he should be Captain Bucky who took the Shadow Grass. Others outside the circle
The hoarse shouts of a clown-dressed first mate proved this.
Opposite Captain Bucky, there was a man wearing a red pirate uniform. When Aranza looked at this man, her pupils couldn't help but tighten. This was a strong man from the sanctuary!
Although there is no way to effectively detect the opponent's level at this moment, Aranza can confirm that this man is a strong man from the holy realm just through the pressure from the soul induction.
The people whose strength reaches Sanctuary are different. This is a genuine Sanctuary!
At this time, Ilita's eyes also fell on this man. She was obviously much more attentive and careful than Aranza. Ilita took a step forward slightly and whispered to Aranza: "This is Joan, one of the four emperors."
Whale Dessert, a strong man from the sanctuary, I didn’t expect him to appear here.”
Aranza frowned and nodded at the same time. Elita's calmness affected Aranza, and he quickly calmed down from the shock. Aranza felt that it was necessary to find out what was going on, so she took a step forward and left.
Get behind the first mate dressed as a clown.
Immediately afterwards, Aranza grabbed the first mate roughly and threw him directly onto the chair behind him!
"Bang!"
The tables and chairs immediately made a sudden banging sound, but the sound did not attract much attention. Only a few pirates glanced here with little interest, and then looked at the duel in the circle with interest. Although the circle at this time
The two people inside were still chirping and chatting about something.
"What are you doing?!"
The first mate, who was dazed by the sudden attack, just recovered and shouted sharply at Aranza.
However, his next series of curse words were blocked. The first mate was also a senior soldier, so he could naturally feel the threat coming from his throat.
Cyril's Daybreak has quietly climbed up to his neck. The first officer has no doubt that if he makes any move, the dagger will cut off his neck in the next moment. And, it is obvious that in this situation,