The Legend of Fatality

When the "Flying Antelope" was transformed, Bai En considered the comfort as a passenger ship, so the space on the ship was completely transformed. The crew space is much larger than that of other ships, of course, it can't be compared with the first-class warehouse in passenger ships. But letting the crew live is enough.

Bai En is really scared of death, so he directly let Jie Ge take the boat out of the port and float outside the port to anchor. Take the boat on the boat to and from the pier every day. As for why he had to go to the pier, Bai En was forced to help but had to put a table directly on the pier, with a big sign on it, which read the recruitment office of the Fatalin Association.

Ben soon discovered that most people did not know the characters, and he had to let the sailors stand beside the sign to explain to the inquirers. Occasionally propaganda loudly.

There are a total of six sailors missing on the ship, which will be calculated from the question of the sailor and the estimated time. At the beginning, "Old Fish" Balm and "Dwarf" Lazi, both sailor leaders, presumed that the old fish first disappeared. Other missing persons include three ‘big mouth’ Moen, the ship ’s chef ‘smelly fish’ Saxon, and according to the sailors James and Anthony who sneaked out of the boat in the middle of the night to find a woman on shore

Bai En found that this group of people had the same thing in common, all of them had the right to act independently. Jago also found out that ‘old fish’ Balm had once boasted to the sailors that he had run a business on a merchant ship before, and said that he had been a first officer. Several of his sailors also said that he often cursed them in Tyrya, calling them hairless mice.

This guy's suspicion is not small, and Bai En, who is not far from the signboard of the Recruitment Office of the Quay Fatalin Association, thinks. But after the assassination of the other party, maybe there was still a kidnapping, and it became silent. Neither the corpse was used for warning nor a person was sent to contact himself.

Bai En bowed his head and thought, if he sent an assassin, the result is that the other party is intact and his assassin is missing. What will he do next? Especially when there are six hostages or six bodies in the hand. If you are yourself, Bai En will surely put up all the strength at hand and kill the opposite side in one fell swoop.

"What would you do if you were?" Bai En asked Falheim who was eating grilled oysters not far away.

"Me? Hmm ... I will cover up the trace and try my best to observe it before I understand the strength of the opponent." Falheim replied after thinking for a while. "But I'm more curious about why the other party started directly, instead of talking first."

"The ghost knows, but it may not open today." Bai En saw a man in a robe walking towards the recruitment office.

Bai En lifted his robe and swaggered on the chair with a backrest behind the recruitment desk. A man in a brown robe sat on a round chair opposite the table, his face half-covered under his hood, staring He sees.

He is old and has an eagle nose and sunken cheeks. His hair fell loosely from his bald head, and his hands stretched out of his sleeves like claws.

"Are you here to apply?" Bai En stretched out his hand and combed his hair back, trying to be as friendly as possible. "It's better to show your ability first."

The man smiled, grinning, Bai En could see the uneven yellow teeth in his mouth.

"It's still bright, or do I need to show my capital now."

"If you can't show your 'ability'." Bai En restrained instinctive disgust, said. "You shouldn't be sitting here."

"Angry?" The man smiled and shook his head, reaching for something in the robe.

Bern stretched his hand over the handle of his long whip, and Falheim next to him pulled out the sacrificial knife with his hand in the robe.

"Calm, young man." He said, drawing an old warhammer out of his robe. Although he was as skinny as a wood, he was still able to hold it steady. The pattern of the sun is clearly visible on its old hammerhead, and runes are engraved on its handle.

"This is the real power. Don't worry about the abilities you say, I can teach you a lot."

If Bai En was still an apprentice at the Black Tower, he might be scared by him, especially after feeling his power.

"You should be ashamed, Dad." A girl hurried along the pier, she muttered.

She interrupted what Bai En wanted to say. She ran to the man and kept telling Bai and Falheim that her father was confused, please forgive him. And the man sat on the chair as if the chair had rooted or something nailed him there, hoping he would stay where he was. He stared at Bae motionlessly, while his daughter Mila murmured quietly, trying hard to lift the man away.

"Do you want to join the Fatalin Association?" Bai En suddenly asked, startling the girl.

"It depends on your price." The man remained motionless, holding the warhammer in his hands and placing it on his knees.

"Price, haha. We can feed you, including your daughter, if you have other children." Bai En laughed and began to say unscrupulously. "We still have land, an entire island for you to choose. I think about what else, house? Money? Woman?"

"If you are qualified, we can even give you a mage tower." He said, staring at the man with both eyes. "But we can't provide honor and faith, these two things have nothing to do with us."

"Enough is enough, when will you set sail." The man in the chair relaxed and said ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Would n’t mind if I take some more mouth to eat. "

"Ten days later. If you can do it, I don't mind you taking the city." Bai En suddenly thought of something after he finished, took out a dozen gold coins from his pocket and put it on the table and handed it over. "I don't want to lose some mouth to eat after ten days."

The man laughed, stood up and collected the gold coins on the table, and left his arm around his daughter.

"The first one, I didn't expect to be a priest." Bai En said.

"An abandoned priest, the pattern on his hammer represents Grenier. I didn't expect anyone to believe this." Falheim said, leaning over.

"It's normal, otherwise they wouldn't fight so fiercely to **** believers." Bai En didn't care much about his faith. "The important thing is that our news has begun to spread."

The spread of news is still slow. After all, this is an era that requires people to pass on word of mouth. More people regard the Fatalin Association as an emerging cult organization or a pirate in desperate need to recruit people. Occasionally, there are scammers or desperate people who come here to try to get into the Fatalin Association or defraud the down payment by deceiving threats.

In the face of these idiots who didn't even know the word and wanted to rely on their mouths to mix into the association, every Bai En gave him ten whips and a gold coin for him to heal wounds. Because Bai En was generous, the terminal officials and the security team were not easy to say anything. Anyway, they found that Bai En had a decent move and paid the cost of treatment, so they closed their eyes.

What Bian did n’t expect was that there were really a lot of bitches. He could basically spend a few gold coins every day to practice the pumping skills. Considering that this would be used to enhance his reputation in Realmas, by the way, it can also promote Here is the spread of the Fatalin Association. Bai En was quite happy.