American Comprehensive Detective: Opening with a black gun

Chapter 148: 148: This is absolutely not possible

In the square, Ron was practicing sword with a long sword and a guard.

He is really practicing sword seriously, abandoning his superhuman reaction, speed, strength, etc., and simply learning sword skills in the posture of an ordinary person.

Ron and the Guards held wooden swords, and he acted particularly clumsy, and was completely a novice in swordsmanship.

The reason why he wanted to learn swordsmanship was that he had more skills than he could suppress himself.

Besides, he, a pirate, cannot be justified in his ability to use exquisite swordsmanship.

So he was going to work hard for a while, first refine the sword skills, then add points crazily, and directly hit the full level.

It's so simple and crude.

Under the scorching sun, Elizabeth felt very stuffy and her breathing was a little rapid.

But because her waist was too tight, it made her breathing difficult, which made her feel a little lack of oxygen and her head was dizzy.

Elizabeth said aggressively, "You don't want to win unfair victory through unfair means, do you?"

This must not be done!

"It's just that you only practice swords for 5 days a week."

Weatherby Swan couldn't help frowning as he watched Elizabeth swallowing.

Grace glanced at Ron with a angrily look. Grace was so beautiful at this moment.

"Okay!" Ron said in a daze.

The guard bowed and turned and left, so Ron was the only one left in the huge square.

What a pleasant morning!

Elizabeth actually felt that the person in front of him was so handsome that he was a little dazzling.

"No, I only practice swords for 2 hours a day."

Charlton looked at Elizabeth's energetic back with a long sword in his hand, and shook his head helplessly.

Elizabeth drank a bowl of breakfast milk, wiped her mouth, took the prepared steel sword from the maid and hurried out.

So the gold coins were cursed, and anyone who took the gold coins would be punished for eternity.

Seeing Elizabeth coming, Ron and the guards paused to continue their practice.

Ron practiced with himself for only two hours these days, as the most famous swordsman in Port Royal.

Ron's head rested on Grace's thigh.

He wanted to call Elizabeth.

"Pirates of the Caribbean 1" is a plot that revolves around the battle for this ship.

Elizabeth's complexion changed drastically, and she instinctively retreated and she had to avoid Ron's cruel hands.

He could be very responsible for saying that Ron's swordsmanship is so skillful that he is far from reaching.

The Aztec gold coins were gifts used by the Aztecs to bribe the Spanish colonist Hernando Cost to avoid massacre.

There is a skull on the gold coin, with three circles in total, with some patterns engraved on it, shining with dazzling golden light in the sun.

"Hello Miss Elizabeth!"

After letting go of his hand, Ron reached out to touch Elizabeth's snow-white chest.

His head rubbed against Grace's thigh, soft.

After Elizabeth walked out of the room, she asked the captain of the guard at the door, Charlton, and said, "What have Mr. Ron been doing recently?"

The gap between him and Ron is so big. As for Elizabeth... it's better not to hurt people's children's confidence.

"Well, I have no interest in interfering with your hobbies, but I have to pay attention to my health."

Of course, Barbosa and other guys are not important, but the "Black Pearl" is important.

Ron is the most talented person he has ever seen in swordsmanship, no doubt about it.

"Your Highness the Prince strictly abides by the 2257 work and rest time!"

This is the cursed gold coins, the Aztec gold coins.

After Ron touched the gold coins, he did vaguely feel a scent of a resentful spirit.

"Then why is it 2257, not 257?"

This is just the tip of the iceberg of the colonists' sins.

Elizabeth was slightly stunned, and then she thought that her father had introduced him to this as a manner of meeting the princes of Singapore, so she also reached out to shake Ron.

Ron was wearing a linen shirt, a large piece of hem on his back, linen pants on his lower body, and black cowhide boots on his feet.

As Ron walked towards Elizabeth, a drop of crystal sweat dripped from the tip of his nose.

On the long table is filled with bread, breakfast milk, and pastries.

"Uh...I'm relieved!"

"Elizabeth, maybe you should be more ladylike."

"Hello, Mr. Ron!"

Weatherby Swan shook his head, looking helpless.

Elizabeth stared at Ron's necklace that was wide open and he stared at Ron's hand and grabbed the necklace on her snow-white neck.

This thing should attract Barbosan's undead creatures.

Elizabeth smiled confidently when she thought of her hard work these days.

"I'm in a hurry."

"Don't move!" Ron said suddenly.

Ron was so embarrassed that he hesitantly said, "This...this is that!"

Huh? It seems that I thought so yesterday.

Ron's palms were slightly moist.

And Elizabeth's swordsmanship was taught by him.

The necklace was lifted out of her neckline, and Ron looked at the strange gold coin and came out of the gods.

morning.

Grace's slender fingers just peeled a grape and put it into Ron's mouth.

The next day, he could no longer hold on.

This is absolutely not the case tomorrow.

"Don't worry, I'll pay attention."

As soon as the Black Pearl arrives at the harbor, Captain Jack will arrive because Captain Jack is eager to regain his ship, Black Pearl.

Ron nodded to Elizabeth and stretched out his right hand.

Then he seemed to think of some good news and his face was filled with a smile again.

Ron's skin was very good, and his blue eyes were blue, and the bright sunlight shone on his handsome cheeks.

"There are two hours left to prepare for sword practice."

Elizabeth stared at Charlton's eyes with doubt, "Why are you so sure?"

"What's the meaning?"

"Oh, dear Prince, you probably haven't gotten up yet." Charlton blurted out.

"Practice swords for 22 hours a day?"

Ron chose to fall decisively into the trap, "Of course I won't!"

As long as the Black Pearl is in Port Royal, he can wait for the rabbit and get a mysterious compass from Captain Jack.

...

"I heard you have been practicing swords these days?"

"Yes!"

"However, you have to promise me that when competing with swords, you cannot use any witchcraft, just competing with swords."

On the third day, he was killed instantly as soon as he drew his sword.

This is a keen perception that only occurs when the soul control technique reaches level 5.

Alas, it was another erotic and depraved day.

The voice was calm and unraveled, as if it was an ordinary conversation, but it seemed like there was a magical power that made Elizabeth stop.

"Okay, then we'll make a decision."

On the other side.

Cost accepted the gift but broke his promise and greedily massacred the Aztecs.

"Okay, let's not talk about it, I'll go to practice swordsmanship."

Otherwise, let it go!

On the fourth day, he no longer had the desire to draw his sword.

On the first day, they can still go back and forth.

Ron showed an intoxicated and enjoyable expression on his face.

Huh? It seems that I thought so the day before yesterday.

Huh? It seems...

Ron shook his head, let it go before.

Tomorrow, tomorrow can never be like this again!

(End of this chapter)