Movie World I Am A King

"My lord—it's time for you to rest!" A voice brought Lord Cutler Beckett back from his memory.

"Mother, do you think we can successfully capture the captain of the Invincible Battleship?" Lord Beckett knew without turning his head that standing behind him was his most loyal servant, Mather... a master assassin, and at the same time Also a master swordsman.

"I don't know how powerful that captain is!" Mather said honestly: "But——capturing a captain who left his own battleship, I can't think of any reason why we would lose... the one who left the battleship The captain is like a swordsman who has lost his long sword, no threat!"

"yes……"

Perhaps it was because of Mather's words that Lord Beckett felt much happier... He knew that, logically speaking, he should never lose... But, how could that invincible battleship be a common sense warship? ?

An invincible battleship that killed more than a hundred battleships head-on - does it really exist?

Lord Beckett let go of all doubts in his heart, he knew—that was the pressure brought on him by the invincible battleship named Umbrella... However, as his subordinates said—to arrest How dangerous can a captain who leaves his battleship be?

After thinking this through, Lord Beckett smiled, then turned around and walked towards his captain's cabin... "Merther, would you like a drink before going to bed?"

"Sorry, my lord, I'm still responsible for your safety...so..."

"You don't need to apologize, this is your strength, Mather...it's me who should apologize!" Beckett was very satisfied with the words of his subordinates, meticulous, loyal, and rigorous... It can be said that Mather is his most satisfied subordinate. one. "Good night then, Mercer..."

"Good night, my lord!"

early morning--

A huge fleet consisting of more than 80 warships and supply ships of various types surrounded the entire Port Royal, Jamaica.

Countless small boats were released from those tall ships, full of soldiers in red military uniforms holding muskets, rowing towards the port...

Lord Beckett, wearing a black cloak, rode his horse and was sent to the shore of Port Royal by a boat...

"There are all of them, march towards the manor in the mountains..." Following Beckett's order, thousands of soldiers marched towards the manor next to the Governor's Mansion in neat steps. Behind them, there were even ten soldiers pulled by horses and vehicles. Two-pounder cannon.

For Beckett, the location of Zhou Ye is not a secret at all. When he was on board, he had already obtained the topographic map of the entire Port Royal...

The entire Port Royale was not very big, and after only ten minutes, the soldiers led by Beckett had completely surrounded Zhou Ye's manor.

Lord Beckett looked at the surrounded manor with satisfaction. Just as he was about to signal his men to knock on the door, he saw through the iron gate of the manor—the gate of the manor’s villa was opened...

A handsome black-haired boy came out surrounded by several women in black uniforms with various styles... The woman behind him carefully held up an umbrella for him... as if she was afraid that the rain would fall on him They were the same, but they didn't care about their own rain-soaked clothes.

Lord Beckett knows that the Lord is coming...

At this time, Zhou Ye, surrounded by his female orderlies, came to the iron gate, looked at the group of soldiers with muskets waiting outside the gate, and smiled. "Who gave you the guts...to dare to surround my manor?"

"Your Excellency Zhou Ye?" Lord Beckett stood outside the door and said with a smile on his face.

"That's right...it's me!" Zhou Ye nodded.

"You are because..." Lord Beckett was about to announce Zhou Ye's charges when suddenly there was a commotion, and then—Governor Swan rushed over in the rain. "Who gave you the right to treat a distinguished guest of the kingdom like this here!"

"In fact, the king gave me the right..." Beckett saw his acquaintance—Governor Swan.

"Beckett..." At this time, Governor Swan also saw this guy. Of course he knew this guy. Beckett didn't have a good reputation among the aristocratic circles in London. Strictly speaking - he was called the king's mad dog ...

"It's Lord Beckett, Wetherby Swan!" Beckett retorted. "In fact, I have an order from the king here..."

As Beckett spoke, he motioned for Mather, who was behind him to hold the umbrella, to take out the king's warrant...and hand it over to Governor Swan.

"Your Excellency Zhou Ye, I declare you to be hanged for the crimes of murdering the Royal Navy, destroying Royal Navy ships, and contempt of the king...Of course, if you are willing to hand over your Umbrella, then I have another copy here A pardon document...and a knighthood document...you can take our battleship back to London, and then our respected Majesty the King will conduct a knighthood ceremony for you!"

"Hee hee... Commander, isn't this guy a fool?"

"No, I think he must be mentally retarded..."

"Actually, I think the most mentally handicapped is their king, the guy named George II... who actually thinks that our commander can be arrested after he comes to land... His IQ is worrying..."

Before Zhou Ye could speak, he, as the female orderly soldiers holding the umbrella for him, had already turned on the mocking mode... What are you kidding, arresting your master on land? These retarded people really think that their master is relying on a battleship?

"Bold..."

As soon as Lord Beckett frowned, Mercer, the loyal dog behind him, yelled, pulled out the short fire gun on his waist, and pulled the trigger on the long red-haired orderly who taunted his king the most... …

Beckett didn't stop his loyal dog's actions, in his opinion - this is a deterrent, kill Zhou Ye's men, deter him, and then the following actions will be much more enjoyable...

However—the next scene made it hard for him to believe his eyes.

"Go back—!" The red-haired woman, who seemed weak to Lord Beckett, let out a sharp cry. The scream was so piercing, it was as unbearable as fingertips scratching through glass... almost All the soldiers couldn't help but put down their muskets and covered their ears with their backs.

However—this was not enough for Beckett to find it unbelievable... What made him unbelievable the most—the lead bullet that was about to hit the woman's forehead actually stopped at a point less than one meter away from her forehead. midair...

Then, the lead bullet suddenly accelerated, shooting towards its owner, Mather, at a speed several times that of its oncoming force...

"puff--!"

There was a brief sound of bullets piercing the flesh—then, Beckett felt the rain fall on his cheeks... and Mercer, who was holding the umbrella for him, just fell straight back... a A small bloody hole suddenly appeared on his forehead.

PS: The third chapter has been updated. Today's update is complete.