Chapter 17 Solicitation

Ding!

The gold coin jumped up softly, rolled and fell, and lay firmly in Klein's palm.

Looking down to see if it was the front or the back, Klein spun his heels and turned smoothly into a secluded and dark alley.

The seaside wind was cold and fierce, creating convection in such a terrain, causing his wool overcoat to be lifted back unconsciously, and his half-height silk top hat almost falling off.

Suddenly, Klein stopped, turned around, and said in a low voice:

"Come out."

His eyes were sharp, staring at the shadows around the corner.

After four or five seconds of silence, a figure "grows" out of the darkness, chuckles and says:

"It's very sharp."

This is a man in a black cloak, about thirty years old in appearance, with scorched yellow eyebrows, dark blue eyes but bright, not too deep outline, like the race in southern Intis, Lunburg, and Segar.

As soon as he saw him, a picture flashed back in Klein's mind.

When he entered the "Flying Fish and Wine" bar, he looked around professionally, looking for anyone who needed attention.

The answer at the time was no. The other party drank heavily and looked on curiously. He was no different from other guests, and his appearance was not distinctive, but the black cloak left a certain impression on Klein, allowing him to recognize it instantly. the stalker.

"What do you want to do?" Klein, who maintained his avatar, lowered his back slightly, like a giant cat creature ready to go.

The man in the black cloak laughed again:

"The fighting skills and handling methods you showed just now are very in line with my aesthetics. I just wanted to ask, are you interested in joining us?

"Although the guy named Logan just now was really pretending to be Ludwell's informant, but 'White Shark' Hamilton is really connected with many pirates, playing a dishonorable role, you call in his bar People who have killed him will definitely be remembered by him. There will be certain troubles in the future, and I can help you solve this problem.

"You are an adventurer, you must dream of treasures, and we are a group of partners who gather together to find treasures, chasing 'Empire of Ghosts', 'Legacy of Solomon', 'Secret of the Fountain of Youth', 'Key of Death' , 'The Sunken Laurel' and 'Roselle's Vault',

Traveling through the five seas, to this day, although one of the main goals has not been completed, many missing pirate ships have been found, hehe, this sounds similar to what the mouse said just now, right? "

He cleared his throat and said:

"Frankly speaking, we are a group of pirates, a group of pirates made up of adventurers, but we only rob merchant ships and passenger ships when we are extremely poor, and we will not harm innocent people. Our main energy is on finding treasures. Sometimes it will pay off, really, I used to sleep on a bed of gold coins. If we encounter other pirate ships, we will also hit them to get supplies.

"By the way, our captain stipulates that before recruiting new recruits, we must explain our program and treatment."

program? Your captain is a bit interesting... Klein purposely softened his tension to test whether the opponent would take the opportunity to attack.

The man in the black cloak said with a relaxed smile:

"Before it was the program, and then I will talk about the treatment."

This guy has a lot of confidence... Although he is not an "audience", Klein can tell that the other party is very confident and doesn't take the scene in front of him seriously at all.

"We don't have a weekly salary or an annuity, but as long as we find treasures and loot wealth, they will be distributed according to their status. Under normal circumstances, when luck is not bad, the bottom sailors can be divided into two or three hundred a year. Pound, I heard that this is equivalent to the middle class on land? Hehe, if we can find the 'Sunken Laurel', all of us will become rich!" The man in the black cloak casually introduced, "Depending on the status, each There are different days of holidays in a month, but they can only be accumulated together and staggered. "

While talking, he suddenly cursed in a low voice:

"Shit, because the captain was on vacation the year before last, we missed the best chance to find the 'Ghost Empire'!"

Pirates still have annual leave? Klein was a little surprised for a moment.

He only felt that the pirate group described by the other party revealed a strong sense of humor, which reminded him of the spoof Somali pirate recruitment advertisement he had seen in his previous life.

Seeing that the other party seemed to be frightened by his own words, the man in the black cloak smiled and added:

"As an adventurer, are you still chasing the legendary powers beyond nature?

"As long as you join us, you have the opportunity to have it!"

Having said that, he coughed and said:

"Forgot to introduce myself."

His expression turned serious, no longer as humorous as before:

"A subordinate of 'Vice Admiral Iceberg' Edwina Edwards, the fourth bosun of the 'Golden Dream', Lie Yan Danitz."

After reporting his nickname, real name, and identity, Danitz patiently waited for the other party to show panic and fear.

A second later, he heard the adventurer who looked gentle and polite but acted a little crazy said in a low voice:

"The 'Flame' Danitz with a bounty of 1,000 pounds?"

Just as Danitz was about to answer, he suddenly had the illusion that the person standing in the dark alley had turned into an indescribable monster full of hunger, coveting his soul and flesh.

Danitz clenched his fists suddenly, his body lost the relaxation just now, and was so tense that he trembled slightly.

His inspiration told him that he was facing an abyss full of madness and bloodlust!

In this state, Danitz had no idea how much time had passed until the other party spoke again:

"Why are you here?"

"I, I'm on vacation..." "Raging Flame" Danitz's dignity made him disdain to answer this question, but his instinct made him spit out the reason.

As soon as the words fell, he felt the other party's gaze retracted, and the hunger to gnaw his flesh and soul disappeared.

He stood there, watching the young adventurer in a black wool coat and a half-height silk top hat turn around and walk to the other side of the alley. He stopped when he was about to turn a corner, and said with half of his head:

"Where is the 'White Shark'?"

"He, he lives at No. 1 Seawall Avenue, but most of the time he stays on the second floor of 'Flying Fish and Wine', and it's the same today." "Laging Flame" Danitz truthfully answered the other party's question.

After the figure disappeared into the distance, Danitz straightened his back and pulled off his cloak.

"A horrible fellow..." he sighed silently.

Then, he regained his thoughts and said to himself in his heart:

"I must inform the captain that there is a terrible creature at sea.

"This is a guy who looks like a gentleman on the outside, but is like a lunatic on the inside. If you don't have the determination and certainty to kill him, it's best not to deal with him."

Danitz pulled up the hat of the black cloak, decided to go back to the hotel to sleep, and wait for the telegraph office to open the door tomorrow morning, and pass the information to the intermediate contact person living in the Rorsted Islands.

As for what will happen to the "White Shark", he doesn't care at all.

…………

At the corner of another secluded street, Klein stood in the shadows, looking down at the black glove on his left palm.

He discovered that although Mr. Ards had sealed the "squirming hunger" to a certain extent, the desire for flesh and soul still existed in its essence, and he tried to show it.

Under normal circumstances, Klein is not worried about any problems with the sealed items, but when he himself has the urge to kill, he will be affected accordingly, so that the kind of hunger that can backfire on him pervades.

Just now, when he heard that the other party was a famous pirate on the bounty list, his heart, which had long been longing for it for a long time, suddenly became murderous, making the "squirming hunger" active like a fish getting water.

Fortunately, Klein has always had good self-control in this regard. Judging from the previous words of the other party, he is not the kind of pirate who is full of evil, and easily restrained his inner impulse.

"With 'Squirming Hunger', there will be no loopholes in Gehrman Sparrow's character design..." Klein paused for a few seconds, took out a gold coin, and did two divinations in a row. The question of whether Nitz is lying, and the second question is whether "white shark" Hamilton can cause harm to himself.

The first revelation showed that there was no need for "Raging Flame" Danis to lie, and the second revealed that "White Shark" Hamilton could not cause any harm.

Klein put away the gold coins, and while pressing the hat, he slid his palm down and stroked his face.

He changed instantly, with blond hair and blue eyes, and ordinary facial features!

Immediately afterwards, Klein unbuttoned the wool overcoat, and pulled up the shirt inside so that it was no longer tucked into his trousers.

After a simple change of clothes, Klein, who didn't wear a cane, had sweat on his forehead and dry lips to identify the direction, and returned to the "Flying Fish and Wine" bar!

On the way, he met "Laging Flame" Danis again, who just glanced at him, then looked away, and walked towards the hotel on the other side of the bar.

After examining the reward wall, Klein stretched out his hand calmly, pushed open the door, and walked in.

At this time, it was less than ten minutes before he escaped from here.

In the bar, many of the guests dispersed, but there were still many drunks gathered around to watch the excitement.

Their gazes all turned to the new customers, but they were withdrawn one after another. Klein arrived at the bar counter unimpeded all the way.

He saw the bartender standing beside a fat man with terrified eyes, his forehead was covered with a thick white bandage, his nostrils were stuffed with soft paper, and his face was mostly bruised.

The fat man was tall and big, with white skin, as if a real great white shark had swam onto land.

He touched his shiny bald head, and said to Elland who was wearing a dark red coat and equipped with a captain's straight sword on the other side:

"Someone told me, you know that guy just now?

"There are three passenger ships arriving at the port today. There won't be too many strangers from other places. Don't try to lie!"

Elland patted the hilt of the sword and said with a relaxed smile:

"Yes, he is my passenger.

"But the problem today is clearly your people."

"So, I just want him to come back here, apologize to me and compensate for the damaged bar." The tall white fat man said with a frown.

Elland laughed and said:

"White Shark, there is a saying in my hometown, don't hate the wild dogs passing by because of the rats in the warehouse."

"... Fair Ireland, is this your attitude?" "White Shark" Hamilton narrowed his eyes.

Elland held the wooden handle of the pistol, took a step forward, and said in a deep voice:

"Yes, this is my attitude!"

The captain is very strong... Klein was slightly surprised by Elland's performance.

After staring at each other silently for a few seconds, "White Shark" Hamilton took a breath and said:

"You once helped me, I don't need to apologize, but he must pay half of the loss, and you will hand it over."

"Good proposal." Elland smiled.

"White Shark" Hamilton looked around with a sullen face.

He waved his hand violently and slapped the bartender across the face.

The bartender flew out and lost his teeth all over the place.

Klein, who was just five meters away, watched quietly, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

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