By this time Little Falkirk had strangled his horse back into the middle of the harbour and cursed sternly at the guards:

"You fools with your eyes in the back of your heads! There's nothing you can do for these scum, go and erect a cross in the harbour square and nail the bodies of these two damned fellows to it, so they know what happens when they mess with the sacred and free port of Tutuga! Their *** will rot in the sun, their souls will whisper in agony in the square, and before the clock strikes midnight today, I want to see the remaining criminals similarly crucified! Get on with it! "

After saying this, Little Falk did not stop much longer, driving the huge demon horse Mormor under his crotch and walking slowly back towards the castle that was still smoking black. Looking at his distant back, the busy harbour guards, the background of the lofty castle and the black smoke, an indescribable feeling suddenly arose in Fang Senyan's heart.

At this time he suddenly heard a lowered hoarse voice said: "Outside strong. "When Fang Senyan heard it, the corner of his mouth revealed a meaningful smile, he couldn't help but turn his head to look, but found that the crowd was so chaotic that he couldn't find where the person who was talking was, but he could clearly see that there were quite a number of pirates whose eyes were flashing with a secretive and greedy light.

................

"Little Fokker's behaviour is very stupid. "

Thirty minutes after the incident, on the prow of the Bells and Wineglasses, Amande stood with his hands folded and said indifferently. Beside him stood a man wearing a brown bowler hat, none other than the navigator Char. At this moment, Char's appearance when facing Armand looked very humble, completely the kind of deference that a servant treats his master with, even bowing his back.

"This place has been enjoying peace for far too long, and I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at this riot today. If the Falk family had arrested and executed all the criminals without moving, then perhaps people would still think that the Falk family's control over Tutuga Harbour had not yet faded ........ But now, humph ......."

Amande's eyes twinkled as he reached out and stroked the smooth hilt of his sword at his waist and muttered:

"However, if Little Falk does not step in instead it is even worse, those stupid guards are usually fine with small fights, once something big happens, they are completely like a headless fly bouncing around. At first, if Little Fokker did not ride that demon horse Mormor to come out to kill and establish authority, I'm afraid that even those ordinary pirates are going to be heartbroken. "

Char slightly raised his head and looked towards the Tutuga Harbour in the sunlight, there was also greed in his eyes, and of course a slight ambition. Tutuga Harbour is located in the Caribbean Sea on the golden route, the entire seventy years of peace accumulated wealth, I'm afraid it is enough to buy half of the United Kingdom it. But at this time the sun came west, Amande's shadow then condescending over his body, Char frowned slightly, lowering his eyelids calmly said:

"Maybe Little Fokker will do his own job very badly, but at first we also saw ...... the power of that gun and that sword plus that horse! As long as these three so-called holy weapons are still there, no one dares to ignore the former glory of the Falk family! "

A sneer appeared on Armand's cold face:

"If the entire Falk family is only supported by those three things that have long belonged to the dead, then the near future will be its doom. Neither Old Jack, the owner of the Black Pearl, nor Blackbeard, the master of the Queen Anne's Revenge, will put the Three Sacred Weapons in their eyes."

"Old Jack is said to have become the Guardian of the Codex, and is himself the chief of the American Headhunter Tribe, while Blackbeard was already proficient in voodoo black magic as early as ten years ago, and is now said to be searching for the secret that has turned the Queen Anne's Revenge into a complete killing machine! If it wasn't for the Flying Dutchman's captain, Davy Jones, who has been neutral and ambiguous, Tutuga Harbour would have been swept away long ago!"

Char slightly choked, he suddenly found that Armand's words today were a bit too much, and the news revealed to him were all secrets that could only be exchanged for blood and heads and gold pounds. Amande, however, took a deep breath and continued solemnly:

"The wind of the Caribbean Sea already carries the sound of blood and screams inside, I feel that just in these few days there is likely to be a big change, you and Scar Henry's things I usually do not care, but at this time, bells and glasses of wine on board the ship of all people must be united, and together to grasp this risky greater benefits greater opportunity!"

This tale has been pilfered from Royal Road. If found on Amazon, kindly file a report.

Under Amande's hawk-like gaze forced, Char naturally didn't dare to have another thought other than nodding, but it was difficult to speculate on what exactly was in his mind.

...............

Under the strict order of contemporary Lord Falk, all the guards in Tutuga Harbour operated frantically, causing the entire peaceful harbour to become a mess, with chickens flying. Fang Senyan was already a crew member of the Bell and Wine Glass at this time, so naturally he was able to watch coldly from the side. Only feel that the guards here although the strength is quite strong, the quality is worse than the city police, search and arrest at the time of rude incomparable, loud scolding along with solicitation of bribes, and finally casually catch a few seemingly even can't walk vagabonds to the front to hand over the duty. Seeing this kind of style, no wonder those pirates like wolves like tigers will have a different heart. To them, only knives and strength can make them fear!

At this time, the street on the west side of the harbour suddenly heard a dull explosion, this sound might be quite unfamiliar to the pirates in the harbour, but Fang Senyan could hear that it should be the explosion of a grenade. There was no doubt that the search of these Ground Snake guards still played a certain role, and should have found the lair of those lurking indentured servants.

Fang Senyan was standing on a distant hillside, so he could clearly see that two of the already old and outdated houses in the harbour reluctantly shook twice and collapsed, stirring up dust in the sky. There were five or six figures fleeing in separate directions, while the guards surrounding the place were less than three, apparently somewhat at a loss, while the people who kept coming to reinforce from afar were still hundreds of metres away.

So naturally, a chase drama began to play, the pirates in the harbour did not have half a point to be a good citizen to help the meaning, but on the side of the laughter, onlookers whistling and even hollering people are abound. Seeing this scene, Fang Senyan's heart slightly moved, immediately looked in the right direction and rushed over. It didn't take long before an indentured servant running out of breath and the Tutuga Harbour guards in hot pursuit behind him appeared in front.

The indentured servant's appearance was not much different from that of an ordinary pirate, sallow skin, the appearance of a man between the ages of thirty and fifty, a black turban wrapped his messy hair, the cheap shell necklace around his neck had been thrown behind his back, and inside he wore a snugly fitted coarse linen shirt, his trousers were of grey and black linen texture, with clear dust on them, and on his feet were stockings and tattered felt shoes. He was panting heavily, and every few steps he ran out he had to look back in a panic, obviously very apprehensive in his mind, and even with panic in his eyes.

Undoubtedly, running at high speed while going up a mountain was a very physically demanding task. Therefore, this Contractor's running speed began to slow down significantly, and the distance between him and the guards at the back became closer and closer. Fang Senyan cast his insight ability on the guard who was chasing after him, and gained first-hand information on his attributes:

"Dice" Kurtis.

Tutuga Harbour Level II guard.

Height 5'7", weight 73kg.

Strength 7.

Agility 8.

Physical Strength 5.

Perception 11.

Charisma 7.

Intelligence 3 points

Spirit 6 points

Basic Melee lv1, Basic Stamina lv1

Level II Guard Guard Special Passive Ability: Group lv1: For guards who are used to living in a group, their strength will be greatly increased if they have a friendly soldier next to them. Whenever there is an extra friendly soldier around, then the individual's full attributes will be increased by 10%, up to 100%.

Level ii guard special passive ability: Tenacity lv1. 200 extra life points.

While Fang Senyan was browsing through the guards' attributes, that indentured servant had already plunged headlong into the semi-abandoned shanty town halfway up the mountain ------- It was where Fang Senyan was when he just entered the world. Obviously this Contractor realised that he was about to be caught up, so he wanted to use the complicated terrain to get rid of his opponent. Fang Senyan first turned his head to look at the harbour below, and it was just as he expected: the three guards who had been reinforced from the rear were very relieved about the battle situation over here ------ It should be due to the fact that only the Here is the reason for the 1v1 situation ------ so they have chased after the other few contractors in the direction they fled. Fang Senyan watched this series of things happen, the corner of his mouth revealed a touch of inexplicable smile, then slowly borrowed the concealment of the building to slowly approach the shanty area.

Probably because he entered the complex terrain of the shanty town, "Dice" Kurtis began to feel a hint of something wrong, so he drew the sailor's knife on his waist and threw it out when he got close to the Contractor. The result was a very accurate hit on the enemy's thigh, and a scream rang out as the indentured servant rolled on the ground, still staggering and rolling as he fled forward.

But he soon found that not quite right, turned his head to look, and saw the back of the "dice" Kurtis is laughing with his hands clasped in front of his chest, and step by step followed, and that successful sailor's sword has also been picked up to hang on the waist, that appearance and is playing with the mouse cat is no different.

This indentured servant clenched his teeth, and with desperate eyes drew a dagger from his waist, and shouted furiously:

"Don't you come over!"