Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

The golden string vibrated to make up for the rest, and finally stopped.

It was damp, dark, and the flickering fire could not illuminate the surrounding environment at all. Lincoln stretched out his hand and touched the rough and cold steel cage.

Before Lincoln could make a sound, a familiar voice came from the cell next to him: "Hey, when were you locked up? Why didn't I notice you?"

Lincoln turned his head and looked around. Through the bars of the prison, he immediately saw the man wearing a three-cornered hat and a dirty whip.

His brows furrowed slightly, and there was a trace of amusement in Lincoln's eyes: "Captain? Captain Jack Sparrow?"

"Wow!" Jack's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard Lincoln's name. He pointed at Lincoln, his eyes full of optimism: "You are the only one who remembered to add the captain so far. Those navy actually put

When a polite and good person like you is locked up here, you are really a bunch of blind people!"

"By the way, why did you come in? Are you a pirate too?"

"Pirate? I'm not, at least not yet." Lincoln looked around, found a clean place to sit down, and looked at Jack with interest: "Actually, I don't know why I was imprisoned in this place.

Come, but who cares, I don’t care anyway.”

"Well..." Jack looked at Lincoln and pondered for a moment, then nodded: "It seems that you are indeed a pirate."

"Does a pirate without a ship count as an island? I thought I should be considered a robber." After Lincoln said this, he looked at Jack again: "By the way, Captain, where is your ship?"

Jack:......

Looking at Lincoln, Jack's face instantly collapsed. Thinking that his Black Pearl was being trampled by dozens of big men, his mood became even worse.

After pondering for a moment, Jack decided to get over this awkward topic: "My boat is right outside. In fact, I'm more curious about your name than this."

"Lincoln."

"Lincoln?" Jack was stunned for a moment: "Just a Lincoln?"

"Of course." Lincoln nodded: "Do I need any more prefixes?"

"In fact, you can add one, but..." Jack looked at Lincoln's black hair and black eyes, and suddenly understood: "Are you from the Eastern Sea?"

"Eastern?" Lincoln pondered for a moment and nodded: "Although there are some mistakes, they are not particularly big."

"That......"

Jack was about to say something when the roar of artillery and sharp screams suddenly came from outside the cell.

Looking out from the window left in the cell, Lincoln could clearly see the Black Pearl, which originally belonged to Jack, floating on the water in the port.

The moonlight in the sky was shrouded by thick dark clouds, so that the navy in the harbor could not detect anything unusual about the Black Pearl crew.

Artillery fire roared everywhere in the harbor, fierce close combat continued in the streets of the harbor, and most of those who fell were those sailors with mortal bodies.

Looking at the not spacious window, Jack pointed to the big ship outside and said to Lincoln: "Did you see it? That's the Black Pearl. How about it? Isn't it beautiful?"

"So your crew is here to rescue you?"

Jack:???

Looking at Lincoln who was not picking up the pot, Jack fell silent again, and even the leisurely elegance he originally had when watching the battle was gone.

He waved his hand, left the window glumly and sat back on the stone steps at the door. The next moment, roaring gunfire exploded on the hard stone wall of the cell.

Rubbles were flying everywhere and dust was flying. He waved his hand to disperse the haze in front of his eyes. Jack saw the stone wall of the cell next door that had been completely blown open. He looked at the prisoners in that cell filing out of the gap. Jack looked confused.

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Reaching out to break through the hole that was barely big enough for him to pass through, Jack suddenly felt that he might really be unlucky.

But looking at Lincoln's extremely complete cell, his mood suddenly calmed down. At least, there was someone accompanying him here, right?

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the bones dropped by the prisoners in the next cell on the ground. Jack hesitated for a moment, pretending to be carefree and waved his hand in front of Lincoln: "It seems that my luck is not very good."

"I can tell." Lincoln nodded and gestured to the bone again: "Aren't you going to give it a try? What if you can lure the dog over?"

"It will definitely not come." Jack said solemnly: "I'm pretty sure about this!"

"That's it." Lincoln nodded convincingly and closed the distance a little: "You can't leave here for the time being anyway. Why don't you tell me about your experience at sea? Captain Jack Sparrow?"

Lincoln's suggestion made Jack silent. After a while, he sat down with the moonlight briefly revealed from behind the clouds: "Okay, let me tell you..."

Boom!

Before Jack finished speaking, a huge crash sounded outside the cell. Looking up in surprise, two guards in red navy uniforms were thrown down the stairs.

After the noisy footsteps, two pirates appeared in the cell: "This is not the armory! You went to the wrong place!"

"Be patient, Tig." The pirate holding the long sword in his hand put the sword back into its scabbard, and slowly walked to Jack's cell with the pirate holding the single-shot gun: "Look who this is,

Captain Jack Sparrow."

Hearing the voice of his companion, Teague also put away his gun and came to Jack's cell: "The last time I saw you, you were alone on a deadly desert island and slowly disappeared from my sight. Now

It seems that your bad luck is not over yet."

"Take care of yourselves." Jack looked at the two of them not to be outdone: "The lowest level of hell is prepared for traitors like you!"

Jack's words caused a trace of anger to appear on the face of the sword-wielding pirate. He stretched out a hand and suddenly grabbed Jack's throat. The arm through the gap in the fence was illuminated by the moonlight, and the original muscles and skin instantly turned into pale bones.

There are still some tendons and fascia that have not yet detached.

Looking at the pale hand bones, the look in Jack's eyes changed: "Is it that spell? It's so interesting."

"You don't know anything at all." Jack's words mentioned the pirate's pain, but he gave up the idea of ​​killing Jack. Instead, he pushed him and turned around and left without hesitation.

Jack looked at the two people's retreating figures and fell into deep thought again, but Lincoln's voice woke him up again: "No one will bother us now, Captain, can you continue telling your story?"

"Of course!" Jack put what had just happened behind him in an instant and sat down to talk to Lincoln about his adventures over the years and some interesting stories at sea.

Is there anything better than telling a story to a visitor from an exotic sea? Bragging on a black pearl while drinking rum!

There is no rum or black pearls now, so it is already the ultimate happiness.

One night passed, and the storm of the Black Pearl's wanton plundering of the island in the harbor had passed. The navy and port residents began to clean up the ruins of Cai Hai left behind by the pirates.

And throughout the night in prison, Jack lost count of how many stories he told.

Lincoln was like the most perfect listener in the world. He always wanted to say something and was unwilling to stop even if his mouth was dry.

The misty sunlight shone into the cell through the holes in the wall. Jack raised his hands to block his eyes, and then he realized belatedly that he had spent the whole night telling stories like a madman.

He waved his hand to decline Lincoln's invitation of "one more" and prepared to lean against the wall and squint for a while, but before he could close his eyes, the sound of the door opening and closing came again from outside.

After the sound of chaotic footsteps, Will Turner hurriedly rushed into the prison, patted the railing and woke up Jack, who had not slept all night: "Sparrow!"

Jack seemed a little confused after being woken up, and his syllables were vague: "Huh?"

"You are familiar with the Black Pearl, right?" Will had no time to pay attention and grabbed Jack: "Where will it dock?"

"A name you should have heard countless times in legends." Jack called: "The Island of Death, an island that no one can find except those who have been there. Don't disturb my sleep."

"You must know where it is, right?"

"Why do you ask?" Jack, knowing that he couldn't sleep, simply opened his eyes: "Have you finally figured it out and are ready to become a pirate?"

Seeing that Jack refused to speak, Will had no other choice: "They took Miss Swan away, I'm going to save her!"

"It seems that you have found your girl, but if you want a hero to save the beauty, you can only do it alone, because it will not do me any good."

"I can release you." Will looked at Jack: "Take me to rescue Miss Swan, or wait here to be hanged, you have no other choice."

Looking at Will, Jack fell silent, and then spoke: "Tell me, how are you going to release me, now that you don't have the key."

"The principle of leverage." Will explained it carefully, then looked straight at Jack and asked him to make a choice.

There is no doubt that Jack does not want to be hanged on the gallows, especially after knowing Will's name, he immediately thought of a good idea that would allow him to get back the Black Pearl.

Will nodded and agreed to the deal. With a clang, the steel prison door was opened by Will in an extremely simple way.

Walking out of the room with bunny steps, Jack picked up his stuff and was about to leave, when he suddenly turned around and came to Lincoln's cell: "I almost forgot, you need to save one more person, I need a helper."

"Him?" Will looked at Lincoln with doubt in his eyes: "Are you sure?"

"I haven't slept all night. If you think you can deal with those navy alone, of course you can leave directly."

Will:......

clang!

"Let's go, get out of here quickly, those people will find us soon."

Unexpectedly, Jack would actually pull him along. Lincoln followed the two of them with a look of surprise on his face: "Are you serious? You actually want to take me with you?"

"Or what? Leave you there to be hanged?"

"I thought you would follow the pirate code and ignore the lone person, even if the lone person is the captain?"

"Pirate Code? What is that?" Will's attention was drawn: "There is actually a code among pirates?"

"Of course." Jack said matter-of-factly: "Although that code is only for reference, in fact it does exist."

"Okay, so does that help with our current situation?"

Will's question caused Jack to fall into silence: "If Barbossa and the others abide by the island's power generation policy, maybe 'Pare' can let your girl hold on until we rush over."

"What if they don't comply?" Will asked.

Jack's pace quickened a little: "Maybe it's a good choice to collect your girl's body."

Will:???!!!

"They're going to kill her?!"

"The possibility is not very high." Jack looked at Will, who theoretically should hold the last gold coin and became Barbossa's target: "If she is smart enough, maybe she is still alive and well now."

"Besides, are you sure you want to waste your time on these questions?"

Jack stopped under the bridge and pointed to the ship in the distance: "We need to grab a ship before them."

"Steal the ship?" Will's attention was subconsciously diverted, and he followed Jack's line of sight to the spectacular Dauntless ship: "We want to seize that ship?"

"Actually, that is my target." Jack pointed to the much smaller ship beside him: "This is our slang."

"Tune the tiger away from the mountain, point east and attack west." Lincoln, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Why don't we just set a fire on the shore. I'm sure all the navy will come down to put out the fire."

"In fact, your attention is very good, but the problem is that you don't have the tools to set fire."

"In fact, I personally am very good at this." Lincoln said with a simple smile on his face: "Although setting fire may not be very good, if there is a sufficiently sensational explosion, the effect I want to achieve should be the same.

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Jack and Will were silent. They looked at each other, and then Jack said, "Tell me about your plan."

"The plan is very simple." Lincoln pointed to the street in the distance: "I will go in and find some materials, and then create a sufficiently sensational art, and you can take this opportunity to sail away. The perfect plan!"

"Wait!" Will heard something was wrong: "What about you? Are you not going to leave with us?"

"You took me out of that prison, so it's only natural that I give you some small reports. As for me, of course I have other ways to leave here, so don't worry about me."

Looking at Lincoln and caring about Swann, Will hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded: "Be safe."

"Don't worry." Lincoln made a gesture, and then disappeared into the crowd. A moment later, in the Navy Port ammunition depot, looking at the barrels of gunpowder and various dangerous objects, Lincoln showed a perverted smile on his face.