…………

ten minutes later.

The sky is clearing again.

At this time, all three players were standing in the captain's cabin of Queen Anna's Revenge.

It's not that the three of them want to stand, it's just that... the space in the captain's cabin is not spacious. There is only one chair in it, and it is already occupied by Blackbeard.

"On the Sea of ​​Chaos, there are three pirate ships known as 'legends'." When Blackbeard said this, he sat very comfortably on the chair. He did not feel the slightest discomfort with the current situation where the guests could only stand.

"The first is the Black Pearl; the second is the Flying Dutchman; the third... is my ship, the Queen Anna's Revenge."

At this point, he paused and then said: "Besides these three ships, there are eleven ships, which are second only to the 'Legend'. They are called 'eleven'..."

"Let me guess..." Snow shrugged and continued, "The Brown Algae...is one of the 'eleven's?"

"Well..." Hearing this, Blackbeard breathed out from his nose, then turned his face and glanced out through the porthole in the captain's cabin.

Through the circular window, you can just see the wreckage of the brown seaweed pirate ship that has not completely sunk on the sea and has been broken into two pieces.

"It used to be..." Blackbeard corrected the "is" in Snow's sentence to "as" and took advantage of the opportunity to cast a complaining look at Brother Jue on the other side of the room.

"What for?" Feng Bujue was so thick-skinned that he met Blackbeard's gaze without fear and replied in a matter-of-fact tone, "You blame me?"

"The glass bottles on the shelf behind you at the moment are filled with pirate ships that I conquered in the past." Blackbeard answered Brother Jue's question in a different way, "To be more precise... I think 'there are

"Collectible pirate ship." He raised his hand and pointed in that direction, "I wonder if you have noticed that under the two bottles with 'Black Pearl' and 'Flying Dutchman' written on them, there are two rows...

…Ten ships in total, and one vacant spot.”

Feng Bujue did not respond to this sentence. He stood there and looked around, pretending not to hear what the other party said.

Honghu and Snow, on the other hand, rolled their eyes in embarrassment.

"Thank you..." Blackbeard waited for four or five seconds, and when the other party didn't speak, he continued, "I'm afraid that position will be vacant forever."

"If I were you..." Feng Bujue tilted his head and replied in a very casual tone, "I would just change it to a new one."

"You are really good at chatting." Blackbeard continued expressionlessly.

"It's not bad." Feng Bujue responded, "Oh... By the way, while you are in a bad mood now, I will tell you some bad news... Your three barrels of dead leaf wine are gone."

When these words were spoken, Honghu and Snow each took a step back and stayed away from Brother Jue.

They themselves couldn't tell why they did this, probably... they were worried that Blackbeard would turn over from the other side of the table and kill someone.

"Haha...haha..." At this time, Blackbeard also felt a little angry and laughed. He twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "I have only heard of 'announce bad news while others are in a good mood'

How you do it, this is the first time I’ve seen this routine of yours.”

"That's right... A person like me who is good at chatting has always tried to avoid ruining other people's moods when they are in a good mood." Feng Bujue's demeanor of being a dead pig and not afraid of boiling water makes him a descendant of the clan.

The wording, and the impeccable rogue logic... are really shocking and make people unable to react.

"Then I have to thank you?" Even Blackbeard himself was surprised as to why he hadn't turned against him yet.

"You're welcome." Feng Bujue continued to respond with no shame, "As the saying goes, no thanks are ever given in words. For a person like me who is indifferent to fame and wealth... you just need to repay me with actions."

"Well..." Blackbeard's hands were shaking, his shoulders were shaking, and even his body was shaking... But compared to the tremor deep in his heart, this was nothing.

If it were in the past, he would have cursed "Model Fakir" at this time (please understand the English meaning of this word by yourself), and then rushed forward and tore Brother Jue to pieces.
Chapter completed!