The Final Evolution Quest! The Origin of the Black Pearl! Chapter 41 Mr. Gibbs

Chapter 41 Mr. Gibbs

Just as Sheyan expected, the down-and-out Mr. Gibbs was surrounded by a group of contractors. Although these contractors did not have many gold pounds, they still had enough money to treat guests to a drink. The old and cunning Mr. Gibbs poured rum down his throat like water while he was laughing, apparently with the intention of cheating him into drinking.

The bartender was the most well-informed. The news that Fang Senyan and the others had killed Black Widow, the bartender of "Gray Dove", had long spread out, so when the old sea dog went to buy wine, what he got was a very humble attitude and the highest standards. services.

Obviously, those contractors sent out some highly charming talents, so most of them could talk to Gibbs, but as Fang Sheyan said, a big ship that can ride the wind and waves (iii -class ship) is a necessary condition to invite Gibbs. Otherwise, talking about Potian can only increase personal friendship.

Fang Sheyan and the others sat down quietly next to them, watching Mr. Gibbs deal with the contractors with his honest smile and ambiguous attitude, watching the hopes of those contractors slowly and despairing as the gold coins decreased. It does have a lot of flavor.

Not long after, Mr. Gibbs drank the last glass of rum, smacked his mouth with unfinished content, and then turned around and looked around:

"Hey, where is the person?"

The contractors had run out of funds, and knowing that they had met Gibbs, an old man, and couldn't fall out with him, of course they had no choice but to flee. At this time, Sheyan glanced at the old sea dog. The old man stood up, sat next to Gibbs, snapped his fingers and ordered a glass of the most expensive Crown rum, and drank it slowly.

At that time, the most expensive drink in Tutuga Port was golden rum, but that was due to Lord Fokker's laissez-faire. It can be said that competition is fierce in Tetujia nowadays. As long as you have money, you can even buy the pure Yuqian Longjing from China! There are naturally all kinds of rums that pirates like most, and there are many varieties. There are five kinds of rums above the quality of golden rum. For example, Crown rum costs fifty pounds a cup, and it can only be purchased at this time. The port of Tetuga ranked third.

Gibbs has a good drinking capacity. The contractors asked him to drink only two or three bottles of rum at most, but it just happened to arouse his addiction. He looked at the golden color rippling in the old sea dog's cup. Liquid, I couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and couldn't help but say:

"Dude, can you buy me a drink?"

The old sea dog suddenly smiled and said:

"If you would meet our leader."

Mr. Gibbs hesitated and said:

"Who is your leader?"

The old sea dog turned around and looked, his eyes full of admiration:

"The third mate of the Flying Dutchman, friend of Paul the Troll, captain of the great Sam, legendary Sailor Rock from the East."

Gibbs was a man who had seen a lot of the world. To him, among the titles given by Sheyan, the most important one was that of friend of Paul the Troll. Therefore, under the temptation of Crown Rum, he still sat down. Next to Sheyan.

Mr. Gibbs has a beard and a round head. For some reason, Sheyan always thinks of him as a very honest and strong orangutan when he sees him. After he sat down, Fang Senyan raised his glass:

"Hello Mr. Gibbs, this is our second meeting."

Gibbs hesitated and said:

"Oh, yes, ten years ago you were still working under Armand--I must remind you that Armand has been looking for you for ten years. At this time, news of your comeback appeared. , He will definitely not let you go."

Sheyan smiled and said:

"Thank you for the reminder. To thank you for your enthusiasm, the bartender will give Mr. Gibbs a Crown Rum Bar."

Gibbs rubbed his hands and smiled:

"Why is this so embarrassing?"

But Mr. Gibbs's next behavior just illustrates the hypocrisy of what he just said--the well-informed old pirate couldn't wait to take the glass of Crown Rum delivered by the bartender. He drank the wine in one gulp until every last drop was left, and then breathed out a sigh of satisfaction.

Sheyan was not in a hurry to get to the point, and suddenly said seriously:

"I happened to be there that night when the attack occurred in Tutuga Port, but I only knew that Lord Fokker Jr. launched an attack on the Black Pearl, but I didn't know the specific situation at that time. Mr. Gibbs, you were there and you know what happened. Something?"

Sheyan was sure at this time that even if Little Lord Fokke knew that the murderer was him, he would never publicize the fact that his wife was stolen and killed. This had nothing to do with the title and strength, it was completely a common problem among men... ...After listening to Sheyan's words, Gibbs suddenly showed a look of embarrassment and fear on his face, and he hesitated:

"Actually, I don't know why Little Falk went crazy and wanted to deal with us (he is really loyal to Jack. He knew about Little Falk's wife Sally stealing someone, and he kept it secret at this time). In the afternoon, Little Lord Fokke sent someone to invite the old captain and Mr. Sparrow to the banquet. No one knew that this was a very dangerous trap. Fortunately, Sparrow Mr. Luo didn’t go, and we haven’t seen the old captain since, and even his life and death are unknown.”

Sheyan nodded and said:

"After taking down the old captain, Black Pearl seems to have been captured?"

Gibbs suddenly became excited and said:

"How is this possible! We still have Mr. Sparrow here, and the powerful Boatswain Hanster here - but I must admit that Little Lord Fokker's fighting ability is amazing. If it weren't for his last The various abilities he displayed were so evil that they directly led to the betrayal and separation of his subordinates, so the Black Pearl may really become history."

"Oh?" What Sheyan wanted to know most at this time was undoubtedly Little Lord Fokker's ability. He immediately snapped his fingers and said, "Waiter, I think Mr. Gibbs must be thirsty, so I decided to treat him to a drink." A glass of Top of the Caucasus rum to soothe your throat--damn it, bartender, you can’t just add ice cubes to it, fill the wine with ice cubes and bring it over and we can add it ourselves!”

Caucasus Peak Rum was already a high-end product that was even more expensive than the previous Crown Rum. Gibbs's eyes suddenly lit up. He was reluctant to drink it all this time. He took a small sip and showed a look of fear. His expression said:

"Little Lord Fokker is really a demon, a powerful demon I have never seen before! He can release powerful cold air at will, directly freezing a normal person into ice cubes, and the weapons can only leave wounds on his body. But it doesn't seem to affect his combat effectiveness at all and even sheds a little bit of blood. He can even sacrifice the souls of friendly troops to replenish his own life---------This is also the main reason why all of Lord Fokke's men rebelled. ------But that's not the scariest thing!"

At this point, Gibbs could no longer hide the fear in his eyes:

"At that time, there were nearly forty people who fought against Little Lord Fokke, and about thirty people were directly injured by him. None of these people survived, not one! If they were injured, they would die. Even the extremely powerful boatswain Hanst was no exception! They were all infected with the same fatal disease and died within a month after the battle! Hanst, a guy as powerful as he was, was just a man. There was a small scratch on the back of my hand, and there was no way to escape it!"

Sheyan listened quietly until the panting Mr. Gibbs picked up the wine glass again and said:

"So, how did he die in the end?"

"Get rid of it?" Gibbs suddenly smiled bitterly: "No, no, no, I think you must have misunderstood something. At that time, because his cold witchcraft was too powerful, we lit a blazing flame. Boatswain Han Sturt finally used a torch to ignite Little Lord Fokker's body, and then Mr. Sparrow lit a three-pound cannon and hit him. Little Lord Fokke finally rode the huge monster horse and jumped into the ocean. From then on, I Never saw him again.”

Sheyan thought for a while and determined that Mr. Gibbs might have something he didn't say, but he probably wasn't lying, so he coughed and got to the point:

"Mr. Gibbs, you seem to be quite depressed now. The smell on your body tells me that you seem to be living in a pigsty recently?"

Gibbs had an embarrassed look on his face:

"Shall we not discuss this subject, dear Sailor Rock?"

Sheyan smiled slightly and said:

"Okay, no problem. Do we need to talk about the current situation of Mr. Jack Sparrow at this time? It seems that he has been invited to the prison as a guest by the hospitable Port Royal Guard."

"Oh? When did he sneak into Port Royal Prison? I just heard many people say that he would go to Port Royal." Mr. Gibbs said very annoyed: "And many people have used this as an excuse to come today. Get over me. Damn it, what can I do as an old man sleeping in a pig pen?"

"Well, the information may not always be correct, but you didn't mean it before, Mr. Gibbs." Sheyan smiled and said: "You and I both know one thing deeply, that is, there is no Jack Sparrow. Captain, the Black Pearl will always be occupied by Barbossa's group of traitors. I can tell you my purpose frankly - I hope to join forces with Mr. Jack Sparrow to kill Barbossa. , If this is difficult, at least I want to know some details about the Black Pearl. This is my purpose."

Gibbs held the wine glass and said suspiciously:

"Is this really all you ask for?"