Klein silently gave up, turned around and bent down, grabbed "Sea Eagle" Logan, and threw him to the guards who rushed over.

Taking advantage of the guards evading and the chaos in the bar, Klein ran fast, circled around agilely, and left "Flying Fish and Wine" with ease.

He pressed his hat, walked quickly, and turned into the side street.

After changing direction continuously, he suddenly slowed down and had an extra gold coin in his hand.

The gold coin kept jumping between his fingers, as if he was investigating something.

Ding!

The gold coin jumped up softly, rolled and fell, and lay firmly in Klein's palm.

Looking down to see if it was the front or the back, Klein spun his heels and turned smoothly into a secluded and dark alley.

The seaside wind was cold and fierce, creating convection in such a terrain, causing his wool overcoat to be lifted back unconsciously, and his half-height silk top hat almost falling off.

Suddenly, Klein stopped, turned around, and said in a low voice, "Come out."

His eyes were sharp, staring at the shadows around the corner.

After four or five seconds of silence, a figure "grows" out of the darkness, chuckles and says, "It's very sharp."

This is a man in a black cloak, about thirty years old in appearance, with scorched yellow eyebrows, dark blue eyes but bright, not too deep outline, like the race in southern Intis, Lunburg, and Segar.

As soon as he saw him, a picture flashed back in Klein's mind.

When he entered the "Flying Fish and Wine" bar, he looked around professionally, looking for anyone who needed attention.

The answer at the time was no. The other party drank heavily and watched curiously. He was no different from other guests, and his appearance was not distinctive, but the black cloak left a certain impression on Klein, allowing him to recognize it instantly. the stalker.

"What do you want to do?" Klein, who maintained his avatar, lowered his back slightly, like a giant cat creature ready to go.

The man in the black cloak laughed again: "The fighting skills and handling you showed just now are in line with my aesthetics. I just wanted to ask, are you interested in joining us?

"Although the guy named Logan just now was really pretending to be Ludwell's informant, but 'White Shark' Hamilton is really connected with many pirates, playing a dishonorable role, you call in his bar People who have killed him will definitely be remembered by him. There will be certain troubles in the future, and I can help you solve this problem.

"You are an adventurer, you must dream of treasures, and we are a group of partners who gather together to find treasures, chasing 'Empire of Ghosts', 'Legacy of Solomon', 'Secret of the Fountain of Youth', 'Key of Death' , "The Sunken Laurel" and "Roselle's Secret Vault" and other legends, traveled across the five seas, and to this day, although one of the main goals has not been completed, many missing pirate ships have also been found, hehe, it sounds like Pretty much the same as what the mouse said just now, right?"

He cleared his throat and said: "Frankly speaking, we are a group of pirates, a pirate group composed of adventurers, but we only rob merchant ships and passenger ships when we are extremely poor, and we will not harm innocent people. The main energy is to find treasures, and there are often rewards. Really, I used to sleep on a bed made of gold coins. If we encounter other pirate ships, we will also hit them to get supplies.

"By the way, our captain stipulates that before recruiting new recruits, we must explain our program and treatment."

program? Your captain is a bit interesting... Klein purposely softened his tension to test whether the opponent would take the opportunity to attack.

The man in the black cloak said with a relaxed smile: "Before it was the program, and then I will talk about the treatment."

This guy has a lot of confidence... Although he is not an "audience", Klein can tell that the other party is very confident and doesn't take the scene in front of him seriously at all.

"We don't have a weekly salary or an annuity, but as long as we find treasures and loot wealth, they will be distributed according to their status. Under normal circumstances, when luck is not bad, the bottom sailors can be divided into two or three hundred a year. Pound, I heard that this is equivalent to the middle class on land? Hehe, if we can find the 'Sunken Laurel', all of us will become rich!" The man in the black cloak casually introduced, "Depending on the status, each There are different days of holidays in a month, but they can only be accumulated together and staggered. "

While talking, he suddenly cursed in a low voice: "Shit, because the captain was on vacation the year before last, we missed the best chance to find the 'Empire of Ghosts'!"

Pirates still have annual leave? Klein was a little surprised for a moment.

He only felt that the pirate group described by the other party revealed a strong sense of humor, which reminded him of the spoof Somali pirate recruitment advertisement he had seen in his previous life.

Seeing that the other party seemed to be frightened by his own words, the man in the black cloak smiled and added: "As an adventurer, are you still chasing those legendary powers that transcend nature? JrNovels.com