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"Damn it, this guy is simply helpless!" Guan Heng gritted his teeth and roared in his heart: "Damn old alcoholic, you will die if you take a fewer sips, right?"

"Uh! No, no, I can't indulge myself so much! Bang!" After thinking for a long time, Francis finally inserted the plug back into the mouth of the bottle. He said to himself with a little regret: "Sorry, baby rum, it's not the time to drink you!"

"It's a celebration wine. You have to wait until you kill all the pirates and get out of danger before you drink it!" The bearded Francis showed a determined look in his eyes: "Now is the time to keep calm and vigilant, and his mind needs to be absolutely clear!"

"Wow, you still have some rationality, otherwise I will really jump over and beat you down!" Guan Heng, who was hiding in the dark, finally held the guardrail and breathed a sigh of relief: "Damn the old alcoholic who never repents me, I'm scared to death! I don't want to wipe your butt and deal with the aftermath, so I have to cause a heart attack!"

Francis, who put the bottle in his arms, found a scimitar from a corner, weighed it in his hand, and looked up at the ugly pirates who were still drinking on the front deck and were full of ugly things, cursing and muttering: "Little boys wrapped in shit and smelling diapers, you guys should be rampant now, drink and make trouble, I'm going to the ammunition depot!"

"Ammunition depot, ammunition depot...I'm here!" Captain Francis tiptoed and slipped under the deck when no one was paying attention. He turned around and walked to the door of the room where the gunpowder was piled. The bearded man took a deep breath and looked back vigilantly: "Look a few more times, no one follows me, right?"

Hearing this, Guan Heng quickly retracted his head back into the shadow in the corner. At this time, the bearded Francis creaked and gently pushed open the wooden door of the ammunition depot. He bent his waist and put his toes on his feet, quietly rushing through the crack of the door!

"Bang, Kara, Kara!" Francis carefully pried open the gap of the powder barrel with the tip of the knife. Then, he lifted the barrel and poured the gunpowder around him. Then he made a long lead. The bearded man bent over bent over and bent over to work and muttered: "Wait, I'll get a little fire and blow you sea bugs with wings cut to the sky, and prepare to die!"

"Hehehe, it's finally finished!" A hint of joy appeared on the face of the bearded captain who had arranged the leads. He thought: "Well, now I have to run away quickly. Fortunately, there is still some time before the ship explodes!"

"Hey, be careful of sneak attacking behind the back!" A sudden low roar made a timely warning, and suddenly it came into Frances's ears, and the bearded captain didn't have time to think too much, and he didn't look back. He quickly blocked it with the scimitar in his palm: "Damn! Crack!"

This knife was unbiased to hold the sharp weapon that stabbed him into his weakness. The person who attacked the sneak attack was the pirate leader with a ferocious face and a flesh-faced face - Red Lackham!

"Damn shameless villain dared to attack me, but fortunately I saved my life again!" Francis, who was scared and sweating, was wondering: "Who said that reminded me to be careful?"

"I finally found you, a wild boar running around!" The red Lakham roared, waving the scimitar, "Okay, will you knock us to heaven first?"

"Stop daydreaming! Huhuhu--" The sharp blade in the palm kept waving and teasing, drawing out the cold light of Huhuhuo, shining with terrifying, and the red veins burst out from his forehead became more and more angry: "A bold and vulgar man! Before that, I will peel your rough human skin as a pedal mat!"

"In the name of the devil, I will pull out the hard beard on your lips with my own hands!" Red Lackm screamed: "Then make it a brush to relieve my armpits!"

"Bah! Dirty sea maggots! Let me cut off your head and kick it as a ball!" Francis cursed without showing any weakness: "How could the Creator break you into the world when farts? You country man in strange clothes, I will take your life to eliminate the harm in the world now!"

"Ding, dang! Bang, bang! Crack--" The two of them fought very lively, but they were still in line with each other in terms of combat effectiveness. They drank a lot of red Lackham and were dizzy, and they stood frivolously under their feet. However, Frances fought fiercely with a group of pirates for most of the day and were tied up for several hours, tired and hungry!

The physical energy of these two people is getting more and more intense. It is obvious that the outcome is unpredictable. At this moment, an empty wine bottle suddenly flew in outside the door, rolling straight behind the red Lackham's feet!

"Crack! Plop—" Red Lackham, who stepped on the empty wine bottle, fell down and said, "Oh! Uh—"

"Haha, I deserve you, stupid pig! Oh, by the way..." Francis had no time to finish the pirate leader, so he quickly turned around, raised his foot and stepped on the lead that burned to the end after two or three meters!

"Babababababa-huh! It's so dangerous! I almost bury them with them together!" Francis quickly turned around and fought with the Red Lackham again!

"Swish swish swish swish! clang! kra! squeak squeak--" The two of them crossed each other again, and the metal sparks were constantly rubbed out! Both sides tried their best to put the other party to death, and they all used their energy to feed themselves!

"Hey - the black-bearded scar-faced porcupine!" The scimitar in the red Lackham's palm was getting closer and closer to the bearded jazz. He shouted arrogantly: "Even if you hide back now, you can't escape. The right way is to die obediently!"

"Shut up, you clown with a cleft-lipped dolphin and green-mossed oyster!" Francis tried his best to resist the attack from the opponent, and still cursed: "Your mommy is extremely ashamed of you who was born nine and a half months prematurely. Are you doing it? A stupid and insane child!!"

Fierce confrontation mixed with the fierce battle between good and evil sides. Suddenly, Francis turned around and dodged the other party's scimitar and slashed, "Crack!!" The back of the red Lackham's head was suddenly hit by a bottle that suddenly flew out of the door: "Uh, damn!" He staggered and couldn't stop and fell forward, "Puchi!" The body of the villain's head was unbiased and hit the scimitar that was coming, and was stabbed to the heart-warming!

"Ah hahaha! I finally killed you. Thank God, and thank you for the wine bottles that flew from somewhere twice!" Captain Francis raised the scimitar in his hand and laughed. He suddenly muttered inexplicably, "Yes, where did this bottle fly from? Why did he help me by such a coincidence?"

——【Second update on 11.24, good morning, Lao Sha continues to ask for some advice↖(^^)↗】—
Chapter completed!