Assassin’s Adventure

The rise of sailing has also prevented these sailors who have been at sea for tens of days or even months of energy, and with it the rise of **.

The huge market demand and the slave system have made many young girls from broken families become slaves, or black slaves sold from tribes in Africa.

Of course, there may also be women who were originally unearned, enjoying the liberation of desire and sexuality and became **, but this is not what Gordon saw.

There was an urge in his heart to take that woman out of here, out of this place of right and wrong.

Coolidge seemed to see his eagerness to move, and whispered, "Go ahead."

Gordon knew he must have misunderstood, but what does it matter? With someone's encouragement, he walked towards the woman who was leaning on the stairs.

"What's your name?"

"Sir, just two silver coins..."

"I'm asking what your name is."

Gordon increased his tone.

And the woman in front of her was also the first time she saw someone asking for the name of a **, her eyes widened and she was a little surprised.

"My name is Carol."

Gordon is now in the eyes of others as a chick who is fascinated by sex, and even flirts with women. I don't know how many people have been raped. As long as you give money, no matter who it is, robber or thief, pirate or rogue.

A sailor who couldn't bear to watch stepped forward and hugged Carol.

"Boy, go home and get some milk. Are you rich? What a fool. Come with me, little girl."

After he finished speaking, he squeezed Carol's pale face, and pulled her to prepare to go upstairs.

Carroll glanced back at Gordon with some nostalgia. This is the only person who speaks with a serious look in her eyes, instead of **** at her body, but there is no way, she can only follow this man full of lust. The drunken, wretched man went upstairs.

"Stop for me, if you don't want to die."

Gordon's voice was very indifferent, and the surrounding sailors still looked like they were watching the show.

"Amos, haha, you were provoked by a little guy and slashed him."

The person who knew the sailor who was going upstairs began to tease.

Sailors naturally have the rules of survival for sailors. The tavern fight is a prosperous world. Maybe it will be a good fight. Two groups of people will join in, and then swept more people, it will become a big melee, even if the guards of the port come, it is useless. , at most caught in, forcing the captain to pay for the redemption.

The sailor known as Amos stopped, pushed Carroll away, and turned his ear to Gordon: "Do you say it again? I didn't hear it clearly."

This was an obvious provocation. Gordon suppressed his anger and repeated what he said earlier.

"Stop, if you..."

Before he could say the rest, Amos waved the wine in his hand and smashed it at Gordon's head.

"Go to hell, you fool."

Gordon, who has dynamic vision, can clearly see the trajectory of the wine bottle waving, but he can't avoid it, and he kicks Amos in the stomach.

This kick was so powerful that it kicked Amos directly onto the stairs, and the wine bottle dropped from his hand and smashed to the ground beside him.

"Oh, yes, you're good boy."

Excessive fat on the stomach completely offset the damage of this foot, standing up from the stairs as if nothing happened.

Now that Gordon has started, the sailors under Gordon have all stood up and defended their new captain, knowing that their names were all saved by Gordon alone.

Coolidge smiled and continued to sit and drink. He was past the impulsive age for fighting in that pub, and with Gordon's strength, these people would not be his opponents.

The people watching on the side were already ready to start, and the people watching the show started to make way for a passage, and Amos was not a small character. As the captain of a ship, he had a lot of sailors.

In an instant, four or five people stood up from another seat in the tavern and came here.

The people confronting each other were carrying wine bottles, tables and stools, but no one drew a knife. Fighting is one nature, and killing here is another.

More and more bored sailors, or thieves who have been in the tavern for a long time, the robbers gathered here, surrounded by water, and set up the best arena for the melee of ten people.

Gordon looked at the crowd around him and felt that this time he couldn't be kind.

A hard object poked his back, he turned his head and saw that the chef of the number was handing over a wine bottle with half a pot of unfinished fruit wine in it.

Gordon stretched his hand behind his back, then took the wine bottle, looking at the increasingly tense situation, he threw the wine bottle out and smashed it on Amos' already bald forehead, the glass shards ripping through his forehead , blood dripped down.

"Fuck, give it to me!"

The glass bottles of this era are thin and brittle, not as thick as modern beer bottles. Otherwise, if you write it down, you will be saved and fall to the ground. The man rushed towards Gordon.

The two gangs scuffled together, UU reading www.uukanshu.com did not have much fighting skills, just the most primitive punches to the flesh, or they had been hugged and fell to the ground, the sailor faced the sailor, leaving Gordon and Ya Moss settles his grievance.

As the boatswain, Amos was not a vegetarian, and was in charge of the training of all the sailors under his command. The punch came out fast and hard, hitting Gordon's cheek.

In the fight, although the swing fist is the most powerful, the speed is slightly slower.

Gordon evaded the swing with a backward jump, and before Armos had time to stop his defense, he punched him in the left cheek.

The direct beating caused his face to be deformed, and even his teeth were loosened a lot.

Amos stepped back two steps. The punch was in the right position, causing his brain to suffer quite a shock, and he was already a little dizzy.

He forcibly shook his head and continued to raise his fists to prepare to attack. This time, he was much more cautious.

Then the next thing is not suitable for children, because Amos, who had already been beaten, was beaten unilaterally. The countless combat experience Gordon learned in the reinforcement of the assassins was fully exerted at this time. The caravan bosun did not have the strength to fight back, his teeth were flying off, and his nosebleeds were flowing.

And the people who stood by watching the play also started to get excited.

"Fuck, this guy Amos is too arrogant, he even robbed my girl last time and kicked him twice..."

"This new kid is really arrogant, teach him a lesson..."

The situation continued to expand, and more and more people began to participate in this group fight. They found out who they usually disliked, those who had a holiday, and even started a fight with a random person around them.

Coolidge sat alone in the corner of the tavern drinking ale, laughing, even though the wine bottle and table and stool fell beside him.

"Sure enough, he is a young man full of vigor!"