Assassin’s Adventure

Brees took Anthony to the Governor's Mansion, and at the moment Captain Gordon didn't realize he was in big trouble.

It is not so easy to find the troublemaker this year. There are no cameras, there are no ubiquitous Chaoyang masses, the security system is not perfect, and it is not the same prison robbery as last time, and the conflict between the guards.

Bordeaux took Gordon's orders and ran a carriage on the road. Except for the towering fortress, the royal fortress was almost a two-story low house. Shattered.

A bucket full of foul-smelling feces fell from the balcony on the second floor, leaving the stench on the running carriage.

"sorry!"

The man upstairs shouted, because according to the rules, he needs to confirm whether there is anyone below before dumping.

But today was different. It was raining lightly outside. Although he heard the sound of the carriage, he did not expect that he could get it so accurately.

Those who can ride the carriage are destined to not be easy to provoke, but the carriage did not stop the theory, but did not stop at all, stepping away on the crisp horse's hooves.

Mr. Bordeaux, the sailor, had bad luck. If possible, he would definitely go up and kill the fool, because the dung splashed his face and the stench filled his nostrils, but the captain's task was more important. Fortunately, the oncoming rain washed away Lots of flavors.

He wiped the feces from his face with his hands, then threw it aside, and even spat.

"What a **** place, why did the captain choose this place..."

He cursed all the way, and after seeing the ports of Europe, he began to think that the West Indies really sucked.

The dock was right in front of him, and he did not delay any more, watching the Jackdaw anchored in the port, and Mr. Allen standing on the ship's building.

Compared with the captain, Bordeaux appreciates First Mate Alan more, because following the captain, they always survive in flames and blood, but the harvest is not as much as imagined.

Eldorado's party, they killed and injured a lot of people, but they couldn't bring back a little bit of gold.

Captain Gordon is indeed a good man, but doesn't seem to belong to this world?

Bordeaux thinks so, Captain Gordon is always able to look forward and fearless, but he is so different from ordinary people, for example, he sympathizes with those black slaves.

At least for him, those dark and yellow-skinned guys were supposed to be inferior, and it was destined to be a slave.

Putting aside more thoughts, because the carriage had stopped at the stone pier, Bordeaux rolled over and plunged into the icy water.

They took the boat to the shore, and of course they were still tied to the stake. The boat was too slow, and he was just washing the stench off his body.

"Is something wrong? Bordeaux."

Alan shouted loudly into the water.

He saw the carriage coming from the port, and recognized the sailor who had jumped into the water. It was Bordeaux from the Jackdaw.

The latter was still in the water, the sea covered his ears, and no one answered Ellen's words.

"Throw the rope over here!"

Allen shouted to the sailor, and then someone hurriedly found a fixed long rope and quickly dragged the latter back from the water.

"Where's the captain?"

Before Bordeaux was picked up from the water, he had time to catch his breath when he received Ellen's first inquiry.

The main thing is that Gordon's behavior is so weird that the captain can cause a lot of trouble if he is alone for a little while, although this time he is accompanied by Mickey.

"We had a conflict with others at the mine east of the port, and the captain ordered the Jackdaw to put on green sails and sail south to meet."

Bordeaux paused for two seconds and took a deep breath: "I hope you won't be bombarded this time."

His eyes caught sight of the cannon that could hold at least fifty pounds of iron in the fortress, which wasn't a good feeling.

"What did you do? Didn't the captain say to find a way to recruit a crew?"

Allen's face was twitching, as if nothing was going according to plan, not even the trivial matter of recruiting the crew.

"Well... it may be similar. We will welcome a large number of crew members, those black slaves and yellow-skinned workers. For this reason, we killed six overseers."

Bordeaux took the towel handed over by the sailor, and then wiped his hair. At this time, the rain was still falling, and most of the crew were hiding in the cabin, listening to the movement on the deck and starting to stick their heads out.

"Shit!"

Allen finally scolded, because their captain caused trouble again. Of course, it was very disrespectful to insult the captain behind his back, and a conflict might even break out, but Allen really couldn't help it.

First mate, when they turned into privateers, should be called helmsman.

On a pirate ship, the helmsman is the role sworn to supervise the captain and keep the crew safe from persecution by the captain, but look at what their Captain Gordon has done.

In frontal bombardment with Spanish naval battleships, El Dorado lost nearly 20 brothers~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In just a few months, almost all the sailors of the ship were injured, and the number of people was reduced by half.

Allen has been doing the work of wiping his butt, and he has always united people's hearts for Gordon on this ship. You must know that pirates rely on money and interests, and now the Jackdaw only relies on Gordon's personal charm, and now there is nothing left. Few.

Because their first income after becoming privateers was the hundred gold coins and dozens of cannons, and the cannons hadn't had time to let go.

If this continues, the sinking of the Jackdaw will be ushered in, and he seems to be able to imagine that scene.

Maybe because of the rebellion, or the Spanish navy, the British navy, the pirates. Because their dear captain offended almost everyone.

"I have to talk to him."

Allen said so, looking at the hills in the distance, even if there was only a dim sky, cluttered trees and hidden winding roads.

He never questioned Captain Gordon because he always believed that this amazing man was full of plans, knew what he was doing, and they were getting better and better.

Now it looks more like a dead end.

"Mr. Allen, what should we do now?"

Harry on the side came over with a lot of sailors. At this time, he already had a lot of right to speak on the boat. After all, people can always grow up quickly on the sea. If they don't grow up, they will die.

"Follow the captain's order, call all the sailors, put on green sails, cover up the ship's name, and replace it with... Ling Dong! Sailors who can paint come out with a skull flag, everyone, act, we It has to be done within half an hour and then set sail."

"Yes, sir!"

sieve! sieve!

A sharp and rapid whistle sounded, alarming all the resting sailors.