"Boom!"

The sound of the gunshot was clear and sweet, and the bullet instantly punched a big hole in the boss's head. The skull at the back of his head was blown out, and his brains splattered everywhere. The man sat back down heavily in his chair.

Only this time I will never stand up again.

This sudden scene instantly stunned the pirates in the pirate group. They could hardly believe their eyes and had no idea what was going on.

Their boss, their brutal pirate leader, died like this!?

Moreover, his head was completely blown to pieces, and his death was extremely miserable!

"The gun... it's a gun! He has a gun in his hand!" A gray-haired old sailor suddenly pointed at the automatic rifle in Shen Feng's hand and shouted, "Hurry... quickly hold your head with both hands! According to the legend of the older generation ,Only in this way will you not be killed by a gun!"

As he spoke, he threw away the harpoon in his hand and squatted on the deck with his head in his hands.

This old sailor obviously had some prestige. When the remaining sailors heard this, they looked at the body of the captain whose head was shot dozens of meters away and squatted down as well.

They have lived on the sea all their lives and have heard many strange things, including the legend of guns that once existed.

It seems that guns can kill people from a few hundred meters away. They were once a standard item in everyone's hands, but they were gradually lost.

It is said that guns still exist in the hands of certain people in certain places, and these remaining guns give these people the power of gods.

Compared with guns and bullets, the harpoons in their hands are simply junk.

At this time, the pirate ship was still approaching Shen Feng's small kayak at a constant speed, but the pirates were all squatting on the deck with their heads in their hands.

Shen Feng couldn't help but feel dumbfounded.

He didn't expect that guns would also become magic items in this world. He couldn't help but frowned when he thought of the huge gap in civilization he had seen in the apocalyptic nuclear war wasteland.

The situation in this world is not optimistic...

Without the control of these sailors, the pirate ship rushed forward completely relying on inertia, and finally came to Shen Feng's rubber raft.

He put away his parasol, threw his backpack towards the pirate ship, and then jumped onto the patchwork ship, which was only twenty meters long.

Then he turned around and fished it out with the handle of his parasol. He had already picked up the rubber raft and threw it onto the deck of the pirate ship.

At this time, the pirates were still squatting there with their heads in their hands, their clothes carefully dressed.

Shen Feng walked over and kicked the pirate leader's body away from the chair, sat on the chair himself, and said:

"Okay, everyone, get up. From now on, I will be the captain of this ship. If you want to die, you can jump into the sea by yourself. If you don't want to die, just accept me as the boss and clean up this body and feed it to the fish."

After hearing his words, all the pirates present couldn't help but look at each other.

Not only were I shocked by Shen Feng's words, but I was also shocked by the pure Brooklyn accent he played using the silicon-based structure on his chest.

On the contrary, it was the gray-haired old sailor who reacted first, threw himself on the dead old captain's body, took off his shoes, and at the same time took out a sharp knife and started cutting his hair.

Other sailors around him swarmed up and started to rip off the old captain's clothes, while others took a pair of pliers to pull out his teeth.

Soon, all the clothes on the corpse had been stripped off, along with dozens of teeth and a long hair stained with brains and blood.

Under the leadership of the old pirate, the pirates folded the clothes neatly, wrapped all the teeth in handkerchiefs, and placed them at Shen Feng's feet along with the clump of hair. They continued to hold their heads with their hands. Kneel on the deck.

Obviously, hair, teeth and clothes are the most precious things a person has in this post-apocalyptic world.

Of course, the old captain's crossbow machine, along with several crossbow arrows inlaid with shark teeth, were also presented to Shen Feng.

Shen Feng looked at these things, raised his eyebrows and asked:

"According to your tradition, what should be done with the bodies of the defeated?"

The old sailor said quickly:

"In reply to the respected captain, all those who die at sea will eventually be buried at sea. Those who belong to the sky will return to the sky, and those who belong to the sea will return to the sea... Of course, using them as bait is also considered a kind of sea burial, but only in cases of deep hatred. Do this..."

Although he didn't know where the stranger came from and why he asked these questions, the old sailor still answered them very respectfully.

Shen Feng nodded slightly.

These pirates have no tradition of cannibalism.

This shows that this world can still be saved.

Humanity still retains the ultimate bottom line of human nature.

He nodded and said:

"Then let's bury it at sea and keep rowing."

As if they had been granted amnesty, a group of pirates rushed to the old captain's body. Their expressions became more solemn. They lifted the old captain's naked body high and stood on the dilapidated and patched sail. Below, slowly walked towards the end of the deck.

The ship itself was not big, and the deck was not very long. However, they walked very slowly, as if they were performing a ceremony, and at the same time they whispered in unison:

“The ship that carries the world has holes in it,

The palace where the gods live sinks into the water,

The sacred armor was destroyed by evil beasts,

People are drifting in the water,

humble seaweed,

Raging storms, huge waves and tsunamis,

Those who died at sea,

Your soul will return to its hometown,

There is land there,

There is paradise there..."

Then more than a dozen people used their strength at the same time to throw the old captain's body high into the sea.

The next moment, the somewhat dull atmosphere was instantly swept away. The pirates returned to their respective posts again. The old sailor asked Shen Feng with a sneer on his face:

"Captain, where should we go next?"

From beginning to end, Shen Feng watched the actions of these people calmly. The heaviness just now and the sadness expressed in that ballad were true, and it was also true that these pirates abandoned the old captain in a blink of an eye.

He understands this quite well.

Emotions in the apocalypse are often relatively cheap.

Only the fist is real.

Whoever has the biggest fist is the boss.

Maybe the previous captains have changed several times.

And although the pirates seemed very obedient, they kept secretly glancing at the gun in Shen Feng's hand from the corner of their eyes.

After hearing what the old sailor said, Shen Feng asked calmly:

"What is this place? Where do you come from? Is there any land near here?"

A look of doubt flashed in the old sailor's eyes, and then he still answered truthfully:
Chapter completed!