Assassin’s Adventure

"Mitch, it's time to go, there's work to do."

He casually threw the purse to the boatswain who was sitting at the entrance of the stairs, and the crisp sound jingled.

Mickey took it, the heavy weight was worth enough even for shillings, which made him more and more admire the captain's ability to make money. After only a few minutes of going upstairs, I got a lot of money back.

"Captain, what are we going to do?"

"Tell you in a low voice, there is a reward of two hundred gold coins for a head."

Gordon's expression is mysterious and unpredictable, with a confident smile on the corner of his mouth. He's just a pirate. As long as he doesn't deviate from the category of ordinary people, isn't this money the same as what he picked up?

It was night, and the last rays of sunshine in the Bahamas fell, and it was the moment Gordon arrived at the beach, which still used London time, which was more than one time zone away.

The arrival of winter has no effect on this sea area. The sea water is still mild. Marcos' ship, a three-masted sailboat with two artillery decks, has been classified according to the firepower of the British Navy. Tier 3 battleships, of course, are smaller in size.

Gordon saw the shadow of the Jackdaw on this ship, and it was also the ship he always wanted to have, with faster speed and more firepower.

"Captain, we use pirates' money to kill people, how do we feel weird?"

Mickey untied the ropes from the dinghy, complaining that it made him feel like he was in the same boat as the pirates.

"You should think like this, we are privateers, members of the Royal Navy, and of course we have an obligation to kill pirates, but we only earned two hundred gold coins for nothing."

"But... doesn't this make more pirates get their wish?"

"I assure you, these days are coming, and the pirates of the whole sea will come to an end."

Gordon's eyes are deep, looking at the horizon, he knows that in normal history, with the continuous development of the naval power of the major empires, pirates will lose the soil for survival, not to mention this world and the ambition of Lord Betke, Davy Jones is not easy to deal with.

Miley, that's the name Gordon saw carved on the stern. For most captains, the ship that accompanies them drifting on the sea is their lover, such as the Black Pearl, Elizabeth, maybe the original captain of Marcos thought so, he didn't believe Marcos, this bloodthirsty A madman would name his ship after that.

This large-powered sailboat that only dared to plunder merchant ships is very complete, and it should have been less than five years since it was launched.

The lights of the ship building illuminated the surrounding sea area, and the sailor on duty soon discovered the boat with only two people on board.

"You guys, what are you doing!"

Sailors were not aware of any threat, just routinely inquired.

"Negotiate with your captain Marcos, we met at the beach this afternoon."

Gordon showed a harmless expression, and spread his hands to indicate that he was not a threat.

"Hey, you guys, drop the rope and I'll notify the captain."

The sailor shouted loudly at the man beside him, and disappeared.

Gordon climbed up the boat with some difficulty using the ropes lowered from the top and the wooden ladder on the side of the boat. His sensitive hearing made him feel the abnormal sound on the sea surface, but it was concealed by the sound of the water.

The first thing to do on board the ship was to be directly disarmed by the sailor. The musket on his chest and the scimitar on his waist were all taken away, as did Mickey. Out of respect for the guests, they left out Gordon's most important weapon, the gauntlets of both hands.

"The captain is waiting for you inside."

A fierce pirate with half of his face cut off said so, and then pushed the door of the captain's room with the two of them.

"Captain Gordon, it wasn't a good time when you came."

Marcos in the captain's room is sitting at the round table, and the food on the table is very delicate. The half in Marcos looked a bit messy, and the other half belonged to a teenage girl. The food on the table was basically untouched and silent.

"You know me?"

Gordon grabbed a stool and sat down, lighting a cigar, where the smoke rose.

"Of course, the famous Captain Gordon, a privateer belonging to the British Navy, many pirates died under your hands, and the ridiculous name of Captain Black Cat is still circulating in the sea."

"Oh? I really haven't heard of that."

Only when she heard the words of privateer, Andrea finally reacted a little, and looked at Gordon with a gleam in her eyes.

"By the way, I forgot to introduce you, this is Andrea, the distinguished guest of the Miley, my cash cow, are you interested in participating?"

"Participate in what?"

Gordon suddenly had a nature, and the people in front of him didn't seem to want to simply exchange hostages for ransom, and no one would let others intervene idiotically.

"Rack Kingston!"

As soon as this sentence came out, not only did Gordon feel his face twitching, but the little girl beside him almost jumped up in fright. It was her father's port.

"Do you understand that I am a privateer."

Gordon's words were gloomy, like some kind of warning.

"Hahahaha... 80% of Nassau's pirates were privateers before the armistice, and they still maintain the rule of not confronting the British fleet. So Captain Gordon~www.wuxiaspot.com~you What's your choice?"

"Actually, I just came out of Ellenor's banquet and took on a mission."

"I think my proposal should change your mind."

"Actually, my task is to hold you back and prevent you from tearing up your tickets in a hurry."

The fire of the cigar loomed in the shadows, making Gordon's exposed half of his face bloodthirsty.

"what!!!"

The shrill screams of dying came, and Marcos finally realized that Ellenor's revenge had come so quickly.

He lifted the tablecloth directly, and the scraps of cups, plates and food came towards Gordon's location, and he rushed directly to Andrea.

"Come here for me!"

He growled, his gray eyes like a ghost.

"what!!!"

The women's screams were especially harsh and did not stop at all.

"Ah!! Ah!! Ah!!!"

Andrea was seriously frightened and went directly under the table, holding her head and screaming.

The subtle air-breaking sound came at an extreme speed, the sharpness seemed to cut through the air, and the sharpness was painful.

Marcos stopped and continued to approach, the rope dart with a sturdy rope blocked the bridge of his nose, as long as he took a step closer, the rope dart would pierce his eyes.

He turned his head and showed his trademark smile, but he couldn't hide his embarrassment.

"We could have looted the entire port, with endless gold, instead of staying in Nassau and dying."

"Captain Marcos, I kill you without any personal feelings, it's just a mission. Also, don't get too close to gold, this is something that will kill you."

"Ha, then there is no discussion."

Marcos took a breath, and then drew out the machete: "If you think you can kill me, try it."