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Chapter 199 My name is Russell, the captain of the Black Pearl

The Black Pearl stopped in the shoal. Jack put down the boat and rowed slowly to the shore. He straightened his captain's hat first, and then walked toward the crowd with a coquettish sparrow gait, jumping up and down, with obvious serious facial features and body language.

But very rich.

Russell also liked to jump around when he was young, but that was at home and he would never walk like this outside.

Without him, it would be so embarrassing!

"It's Jack, Captain Jack, we found him." Jack's first mate Gibbs and several crew members were delighted.

"And boats!" Barbossa added in a low voice.

"Yes, there are still ships!" The eyes of hundreds of Chinese pirates shone.

Seeing some of his old subordinates, Jack's heart was unmoved. He was alone in the prison and relied on his schizophrenia to endure the loneliness. He thought that the group of people on the beach were made up in his head.

But when he saw Elizabeth, his eyes began to dodge. Elizabeth caused him to be swallowed by the Kraken. Elizabeth was a person who was subconsciously avoided and should not appear in the hallucination under any circumstances.

"Jack Sparrow!" Barbossa walked up to Jack with a knife in his hand, and the immortal monkey on his shoulder chirped.

"Oh, Barbossa, long time no see." Jack's eyes lit up, and he raised his hand to touch Barbossa's old face: "Why do you look so good? You shouldn't. Hurry up and turn into a dead face."

Barbossa slapped Jack's hand away and punched him on the bridge of the nose with his backhand: "Jack, are you awake?"

"What a real hallucination..." Jack rubbed his nose and stared at Barbossa with a look of disgust on his face. Only then did he dare to admit that the people in front of him were not hallucinations.

Barbossa also responded with a look of disgust: "Stop making trouble, Jack, we are here to save you. Get out of here with me quickly."

"Save me!?" Jack pointed at himself, his eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: "I think you may have made a mistake. I have a boat, so I should be the one to save you."

Barbossa glanced at the Black Pearl parked on the shoal and said disdainfully: "Watch your words, that is my ship."

Jack stood on tiptoe and looked at the sea: "But I didn't see your ship. Where is it? Is it blocked by the Black Pearl?"

Elizabeth stood up: "Jack, you can't sail the Black Pearl alone, you need a crew."

"You're right, I need the crew..." Jack subconsciously took two steps back: "But it's not you. I don't want to be killed by you again."

Turner on the side looked stunned, vaguely understanding something, and looked at Elizabeth in disbelief. The latter turned her head away with a guilty conscience, and the two of them just spent their time in silence.

"Will, didn't she tell you? Let's talk slowly, I'm going to select the crew." With the Black Pearl in his hand, the biggest bargaining chip, Jack was as proud as a general reviewing his troops, selecting the crew members he liked one by one.

Barbossa, too old, don't want it!

Tall, thin and one-eyed, too ugly, don’t want it!

Chunky Mediterranean, ditto, no!

Immortal Monkey, don’t have the same name!

Elizabeth, emotional liar, don’t!

Turner, joint and several liability, no!

"Oh, Tia Doma, come out for a walk?"

Tia Doma smiled like a flower, raised her hand to draw circles on Jack's chest, and said softly: "Jack, don't tell me that you were unhappy at that time!"

Jack seemed to have thought of some indescribable scene, and smiled shyly: "That's right, you can get on the boat."

Several of his old subordinates were approved by him to board the ship one by one. At this time, he came to Tai Huang, glanced at hundreds of Chinese pirates, and suddenly thought: "Who are you?"

"Tai Huang!"

Jack squinted his eyes. He needed to be careful with large numbers of people. He took two steps to bring the Black Pearl into the background: "OK, who are you loyal to now?"

"Loyalty to your lord!"

Jack looked confused: "Sir...are you referring to me? If so, just call me captain."

"No, you are referring to me." The voice sounded, and the Chinese pirates separated a channel and let Russell go to the front.

"Then who are you?" Jack looked up and down at Russell. He was not tall, strong, tough, or black. He should be easy to handle.

Russell grinned: "My name is Russell, captain of the Black Pearl."

Jack's face suddenly grew long: "Why?"

"I have so many people!"

As soon as the words fell, hundreds of Chinese pirates pulled out their swords with a grim smile, swarmed up and stood behind Russell.

Jack patted his chest and acted in a frightened and exaggerated manner: "Oh, it really scared me. What's wrong with the crowd? Am I not going to have anyone?"

As he spoke, he raised his arms and then...

From first mate Gibbs to the parrot, all his old men stood behind Russell.

Jack: "..."

Russell smiled lightly: "Do you still have any questions?"

"No, dear Captain, how can I help you?"



Everyone boarded the Black Pearl. Russell triggered a lottery when he boarded the ship. He thought it was very likely that it was the Black Pearl, so he left it alone.

But he always had a bad feeling. Given the system's urinary nature, even if he left the world of Pirates of the Caribbean, 80% of the items drawn in this lottery would be ships, such as the Jackdaw, which rises vertically into the sky.

Intertwined……

Different from the boring sailings in the past, Jack immediately became more cheerful when he was on the ship. He and Barbossa fought openly and secretly, trying to overwhelm each other with all their strength.

Jack is very active by nature, jumping around like a sparrow, and it's not surprising that he does anything outrageous.

Barbossa's behavior was a bit abnormal. He was a steady and sinister man who spared no effort to maintain his dignity. Logically speaking, he should not fool around with Jack. But in fact, as soon as he met Jack, Barbossa followed him.

Like a halo of wisdom, the two of them can always do ridiculous things together.

"Captain, I think I should be at the helm." Jack walked up to Russell with a serious face and complained about Barbossa's various problems. In a word, he was the best helmsman on the ship.

Although he cannot be the captain, he can decide the fate of the entire ship by controlling the rudder, which is basically the same as the captain. In addition, Russell is a careless captain, and Barbossa has great power in his hands, equivalent to the deputy captain, which makes Jack very

I was unhappy and wanted to replace it.

"Jack, why do you insist on being at the helm? Think about it, I entrust you to keep the nautical charts. You have the final say where the Black Pearl will sail. If you really want to calculate, Barbossa still has to listen to you."

Jack was silent for a long time after hearing this, then changed his position and continued to be silent. Suddenly he felt that Russell's words were very reasonable, so he went to command Barbossa with the navigation chart on his back.

The Black Pearl left the desert and drove aimlessly on the vast sea. On this sea, Jack's magical compass could not point out where to go.

In fact, the compass has pointed out that the pointer seems to be rotating irregularly due to the interference of the magnetic field, because any sea area can leave the death zone. As long as the principle of "life and death is reversed" is understood clearly, and the Black Pearl is turned upside down, it will disappear at the moment of green sunset.

Can return to the world of the living.

The green light here refers to astronomical phenomena, not artificial green light. The two cannot be confused!

Everyone understands the truth, but the bad thing is that Mao Kun Tu was drawn by the Chinese. The favorite thing of the ancient Chinese was to play riddles and complicate a simple matter in a roundabout way on the pretext that the secret cannot be leaked.

Well, rather than complicating it, it's more like reducing a 5,000-word chapter into a 500-word prose.

The differences in thinking between Eastern and Western people caused various logical problems. Barbossa and others could not understand the profound meaning even if their hair fell out. Russell knew the method, and he felt that there was another person on the ship who should also know.

Tia Doma!

The goddess can see that Turner will become the captain of the Flying Dutchman in the future, and she must know how to leave the death zone. If she doesn't speak, Russell will not meddle in his own business.

Russell was planning his next voyage in the captain's cabin. The world task was to find the Fountain of Youth. It was so easy. He borrowed Jack's compass and completed it casually.

He could only stay for 24 hours to complete the mission, and the trident's voyage must be before the Fountain of Youth. He looked at the parchment in his hand and compared it with the map one by one, but he couldn't figure out a clue.

Today's maps are not accurate enough. Because of the magical world view, many sea areas are blank, and there are a lot of unrecorded islands. He is not a professional, and he can't see anything interesting with the parchment.

Fortunately, time is very abundant. The advantage of the series of movies is that the tasks are not limited by time. The later plots are advanced and even the BOSS that is supposed to appear can be avoided, which greatly reduces the risks.

"You need to find a professional to accompany you, Barbossa or Jack..." The two were debating the pros and cons, and Russell couldn't decide. He admired Barbossa's calmness and was also attracted to Jack's quick wit.

The sun sets in the west, dark clouds cover the stars, and the vast sea is pitch black. There are no violent storms or rough waves, but the dead darkness is even more chilling.

For people who don't have much contact with the sea, such as Russell, he opened the window and looked down, always feeling that something was spying on the Black Pearl under the dark deep sea.

Fortunately, there were no crazy deep-sea monsters coming out to bask in the moonlight. Mist rose from the sea, and groups of white shadows drifted past along the water.

They are the souls who died in the sea. Without the guidance of Davy Jones, these souls wander on the sea all day long. Following the souls are countless lonely boats, and a group of twisted dead people sit on the bow with white candles lit, their eyes blank.

God goes with the flow.

There is no need to wonder why some of the same souls have boats and some don't. Boats are equipment for beginners. Everyone who has just died has one, and it will naturally disappear after a period of wear and tear.

There were bursts of exclamations on the deck, and it was Elizabeth's cry, her voice was hoarse like a cuckoo crying for blood, and she was calling her father heartbreakingly.

"I don't see that Turner still has a wild heart. Does he want to imitate the elf prince and return to nature? But is it really good to do this kind of thing on the deck at night? After all, it is a public place..."

Russell unscrupulously shifted into gear and accelerated. At this moment, the slave contract trembled violently. He turned around and saw that Jason's soul had emerged from his body at some point and was floating outside the cabin.

"Asshole, are you addicted to being cute?" Russell's eyes twitched, and he raised his hand to press Jason's soul back: "Stay well, and don't cause trouble for me at this time!"

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