Assassin’s Adventure

Hearing the sound of the explosion coming from behind, Gordon finally felt comfortable all over. Sure enough, explosions are a man's romance. He restrained his urge to look back, even though many sailors exclaimed loudly in his ears.

"Cut, real men never look back at the explosion behind them."

He finally turned around and pretended to urge the sailors to leave here, but he couldn't help but look at the burning wreckage on the pier with a knowing smile.

According to the questioning of the wretched pirates, the total number of pirates on the Vagabond is less than fifty, but Gordon is no longer in the mood to clean up the rest. These people are scattered throughout the port, as long as they don't jump out and take the initiative to cause trouble.

This operation not only destroyed a lot of pirates, but also directly sank their ships. It is believed that for a long time, there will be one pirate ship missing from the entire sea, even permanently.

Walking on the pier again, looking at the shallow bay not far away, the sailboats have already set sail, the sea is quietly washing the beach, and the whole city is even cleaner than ever before.

There is no strange smell. Although the ground is still a little wet, even in the afternoon, there are still many children selling fruits on the dock, and some women are carrying their chickens and ducks to the merchant ships. They have too much interest, this is a pirate port, the fact that this happens every day is too normal.

"how do you feel?"

Gordon asked Alan who was walking aside, sighing in his heart. Of course, he wanted to find someone to communicate with.

And Allen grew up in this environment. He even sold various things on the dock for a long time. Of course, he also worked as a pickpocket, and he was all too familiar with these.

"It's not bad, there are quite a lot of people, Captain, but these things are not new anymore, why don't we buy them again tomorrow morning, and then set sail."

As Alan was talking, he turned his head and saw Gordon's indifferent face, which seemed to have a few big characters written on it: Children can't be taught.

And Gordon didn't wait for Allen to wake up in the end, he could only say with some feeling: "This is all living beings, this is a pirate port, and every household has someone outside as a pirate..."

Allen was silent for a while after hearing this: "Is this the reason why the captain didn't kill him in the end?"

The latter nodded, looking at Aaron's thoughtful look, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was a joy to finally find someone who could understand him.

"All sailors, buy me all the food you see on the pier, our journey is still long!"

"Yes, Captain!"

Under the leadership of Coolidge, the temporary quartermaster, the sailors began a big purchase that swept the entire dock.

This is not a formal big port, there is no market, and there is no commercial street. All the goods are sold on the wharf, and it just so happens that the Jackdaw needs to store food for 80 sailors for at least 40 days.

It made these small vendors, women, and children go mad with joy. Originally, the items in their hands were already in poor condition and could not be sold. However, in order to set sail as soon as possible, as long as the Jackdaw was not already rotten and deteriorated, almost everything was able to eat.

Gordon's hands are not short of money, and as long as he returns to Europe, there is still a large amount of business waiting for him, so he doesn't care about these small-scale expenses at all. up the crowd.

"Sir, look at my potatoes. They must have been dug up this morning. They are good things."

Gordon leaned on the side of the boat, watching Coolidge and Mickey below them constantly picking out the food they needed.

A shrewd peddler quickly found out that Gordon should be in charge of the ship, standing below and shouting loudly.

And Gordon shook his head and replied loudly, "It's up to my first mate to decide!"

The hawker continued to line up with a look of frustration.

"Hi Emma, ​​I have good news for you!"

A kid shouted at the little girl who was feeding grass in the sheep shed.

Of course, the little girl didn't look back, and threw all the grass into the circle: "What's the matter, I'm still busy."

"Emma, ​​a rich captain has come to the dock and is buying food. Isn't your sheep worried that you can't sell it? This is a good opportunity."

The little girl who was called Emma turned her head in surprise: "That's great, Mom! Are our sheep still for sale..."

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In this way, many people came to the port with their own goods under the rush of people. Until the sun went down, the Jackdaw was full, whether it was a supply warehouse or a cargo. warehouse.

Coolidge counted the amount of food and followed Smith. Not only did they need to check the quantity, but they also had to figure out which items were easily spoiled and should be eaten earlier, and those items could be stored longer.

Gordon walked to the supply warehouse on the lower floor, and saw that there was only one aisle where people could leave, and the rest of the place was filled slowly. The shelves, the floor, and even the rum wine rack were filled with carrots. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

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"Morgan, I don't think there is any place for our water source. What do you want my rum to do?"

Coolidge was having a headache at the time of checking the number. Hearing Gordon's shout, he could only respond helplessly: "Then put it in the sailor's living cabin, on the deck, anywhere you can!"

"Well, my first mate, you may be crazy, you put rum in the sailor's living cabin, do you want us to drink all the rum a few days before sailing?" Gordon stomped. He walked in front of Coolidge and questioned loudly.

The latter rolled his eyes helplessly: "Gordon, I'm busy right now. If you want to have fun, you should go to the pub for a drink. By the way, help me buy some fresh water, ale, and rum that I need."

"Mr. Smith, what were we talking about just now?"

"We were just saying that these potatoes are enough for us to eat three months later..."

"Damn Allen, that potato seller bought all of them when he pleaded casually..."

Gordon looked at the two who had enough headaches, and had to sneak away quietly. He didn't want to be dragged by Coolidge to complain, or even throw all the counting work to him.

"Hi! Gordon, Captain Gordon!"

Coolidge's shout came from below the cabin, which was not what he expected, so he could only pretend he didn't hear it, and then ran towards the deck.

Many sailors who had been busy all afternoon were lying on the deck to rest, and even playing cards. Gordon even found that in a dark corner, several sailors began to sit around, gambling, definitely gambling.

But so what, now they're docked, as if they didn't violate Gordon's rules: sailors are not allowed to gamble while sailing.