Chapter 510 Mr. Tang, only You Can Help Him

"Its breathing is like a roar coming from the depths of the earth. Its tentacles can easily destroy battleships. It lives in the deepest nightmare. Believe me, once you see it with your own eyes, you will undoubtedly be fascinated. Drag into the deepest place, a demonic realm from which there is absolutely no escape.”

The man told this legend in an extremely immersive tone, threw away the empty bottle in his hand, and quickly picked up another bottle from the shelf.

"Oh, rum from Jamaica, good stuff!"

"Wait a minute -" the stronger sailor said, "But I heard that the Norwegian Kraken is dead. It was killed by the undead army in a battle more than ten years ago."

"And, what does this have to do with what you said before?" Another bald sailor said dissatisfied: "We are not talking about-"

He paused and pointed to the top of his head: "Is that terrifying existence?"

"Who do you think Hiccup...think the Norwegian Kraken was killed by?" The man unscrewed the rum and took a sip. His body swayed even more, but his balance ability was surprisingly good, even if his back was already damaged. It is as soft as cotton, but your feet can stand firmly.

"King of the Caribbean?" The bald head said in an uncertain tone, "After all, he is the controller of the undead army."

"Ha, at that time, the so-called King of the Caribbean was just a small character who cleaned the deck." The man stretched out his thumb and middle finger and gestured between his fingers, saying: "The one who killed the Norwegian sea monster was an Oriental. .”

The two sailors were stunned for a moment, and reflexively looked above.

"You mean, the one who hired us?"

"Not many people can do such magical things, right?" The man shook his head and rummaged through the shelves again, "I need a piece of bacon... or a piece of cheese."

"It's not on this shelf. The food is all placed next to the kitchen." The bald head reminded him nonchalantly, then glanced at the man suspiciously and said, "How do you know so clearly?"

"Wait!" Another sailor was stunned for a moment: "Who are you?"

"Why didn't I see you when I got on the ship?"

The man calmly took a sip of rum and said, "Jack Sparrow, of course, I prefer another title, Captain Jack Sparrow."

"We already have a captain, and I'm pretty sure he doesn't look like this." Baldhead said.

"He will not appear in the cabin at this time."

"I thought he was from the kitchen."

"But everyone in the kitchen should be delivering food now, right?"

"so--"

The two looked at each other.

"We caught a stowaway?"

"No, no, no!" Jack Sparrow's eyes were blurred: "To be precise, I was already on the ship before you got on the ship. So, you are the stowaways!"

"Say! Why are you on my ship! Despicable trash, don't let the great Captain Jack Sparrow ask you a second time! Otherwise I will throw you all into the sea to feed the sharks!"

sailor:"."

"catch him!"

The two of them rushed towards Jack Sparrow without hesitation.

However, they failed.

Because the other party had been drunk for a long time, and finally fell to the ground. When the two lowered their heads, they saw that the great captain had begun to sleep soundly.

"Oh, Mr. Tang, I didn't expect that we would meet again."

Jack Sparrow was tied up tightly and lay on the wooden floor. He tried his best to glance sideways at Tang Sen, who was sitting behind the table, and shook his body a few times: "Your men's methods are too rough. "Although I don't remember what happened just now, I am sure that my crotch was pinched and it still hurts. This is not the way to treat friends, you must punish them severely!"

"Mr. Sparrow, we are not friends, and I did not invite you on board." Tang Sen put down the information in his hand, looked at Jack Sparrow calmly, and said, "Don't you think you need to Please explain?"

"It's a complete coincidence!" Jack Sparrow said righteously: "Didn't I say that I wanted to build a boat in Port Royal? I just fell in love with this one, and I haven't started to do it yet, you-- —”

"There is no need to say such things." Tang Sen waved his hand and interrupted the other party: "Say something useful."

With Townsend's perception, how could he not have discovered that Jack Sparrow was already hiding on the ship when it set sail? It has to be said that the other party was a little clever. He guessed in advance which ship Tang Sen would choose and got involved.

However, Tang Sen didn't care about these little things and didn't bother to pay attention to the other party.

"Can you untie me first?" Jack Sparrow pupated on the ground: "I really don't like to talk in this posture."

"I think this is good." The corner of Tang Sen's mouth curled up slightly: "It's very similar to the first time we met. However, the situation is different this time. I have no interest in capturing you. If your answer dissatisfies me, If so, maybe I will throw you directly."

"I believe that with Mr. Sparrow's intelligence, even if he is tied up and sunk into the sea, he will definitely be able to survive, right?"

"No, I will die simply." Jack Sparrow said without hesitation: "However, this way of death is not bad. At least it is better than being caught by Norrington or Salazar."

He finally reached the wall and tried his best to lean his upper body against the wall. Then he took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Tang, you are making too much noise in Port Royal. I believe that soon Norrington will We will know the news of your reappearance, and when the time comes, the Army of the Undead will descend on Port Royal."

"Prior to this, Port Royal will definitely be closed. I have to seize the only chance to escape."

"The opportunity you think is to hide on my ship?" Tang Sen shook his head slightly: "I don't have much patience, Mr. Sparrow, if this is your explanation-"

He winked at the sailor standing at the door, and the sailor with a pirate background suddenly laughed ferociously, picked up Jack Sparrow's collar with one hand, and dragged him outside.

"Wait! There is another reason!" Sparrow shouted quickly: "I know that if you reappear, William Turner will definitely come to you. If you want to find news about the Trident, following you is the only way. Method!"

“And you always have the best rum!”

Townsend raised a hand, and the sailor let go of Jack Sparrow knowingly.

"William Turner? Why would he want to find me?"

Jack Sparrow shook his head and turned over vigorously.

"He's dying, along with his poor dad and the Flying Dutchman."

"He knows very well, Mr. Tang, that only you can help him."