"As long as you join us, you have the opportunity to have it!"

Having said that, he coughed and said, "I forgot to introduce myself."

His expression turned serious, and he was no longer as humorous as before: "A subordinate of 'Vice Admiral Iceberg' Edwina Edwards, the fourth bosun of the 'Golden Dream', Flame Danitz."

After reporting his nickname, real name, and identity, Danitz patiently waited for the other party to show panic and fear.

A second later, he heard the adventurer who looked gentle and polite but acted a little crazy said in a low voice, "Danitz the 'Flame' with a bounty of 1,000 pounds?"

Just as Danitz was about to answer, he suddenly had the illusion that the person standing in the dark alley had turned into an indescribable monster full of hunger, coveting his soul and flesh.

Danitz clenched his fists suddenly, his body lost the relaxation just now, and was so tense that he trembled slightly.

His inspiration told him that he was facing an abyss full of madness and bloodlust!

In this state, Danitz had no idea how much time had passed until the other party asked again: "Why did you appear here?"

"I, I'm on vacation..." "Raging Flame" Danitz's dignity made him disdain to answer this question, but his instinct made him spit out the reason.

As soon as the words fell, he felt the other party's gaze retracted, and the hunger to gnaw his flesh and soul disappeared.

He stood where he was, watching the young adventurer in a black wool overcoat and a half-height silk top hat turn around and walk to the other side of the alley. He stopped when he was about to turn a corner, and said with half of his head: "' Where's the white shark?"

"He, he lives at No. 1 Seawall Avenue, but most of the time he stays on the second floor of 'Flying Fish and Wine', and it's the same today." "Laging Flame" Danitz truthfully answered the other party's question.

After the figure disappeared into the distance, Danitz straightened his back and pulled off his cloak.

"A horrible fellow..." he sighed silently.

Then, he regained his thoughts and said to himself in his heart: "I must inform the captain that there is a terrible guy at sea.

"This is a guy who looks like a gentleman on the outside, but is like a lunatic on the inside. If you don't have the determination and certainty to kill him, it's best not to deal with him."

Danitz pulled up the hat of the black cloak, decided to go back to the hotel to sleep, and wait for the telegraph office to open the door tomorrow morning, and pass the information to the intermediate contact person living in the Rorsted Islands.

As for what will happen to the "White Shark", he doesn't care at all.

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At the corner of another secluded street, Klein stood in the shadows, looking down at the black glove on his left palm.

He discovered that although Mr. Ards had sealed the "squirming hunger" to a certain extent, the desire for flesh and soul still existed in its essence, and he tried to show it.

Under normal circumstances, Klein is not worried about any problems with the sealed items, but when he himself has the urge to kill, he will be affected accordingly, so that the kind of hunger that can backfire on him pervades.

Just now, when he heard that the other party was a famous pirate on the bounty list, his heart, which had long been longing for it for a long time, suddenly became murderous, making the "squirming hunger" active like a fish getting water.

Fortunately, Klein has always had good self-control in this regard. Judging from the previous words of the other party, he is not the kind of pirate who is full of evil, and easily restrained his inner impulse.

"With 'Squirming Hunger', there will be no loopholes in Gehrman Sparrow's character design..." Klein paused for a few seconds, took out a gold coin, and did two divinations in a row. The question of whether Nitz is lying, and the second is the question of whether "white shark" Hamilton can cause harm to himself.

The first revelation showed that there was no need for "Raging Flame" Danis to lie, and the second revealed that "White Shark" Hamilton could not cause any harm.

Klein put away the gold coins, and while pressing the hat, he slid his palm down and stroked his face.

He changed instantly, with blond hair and blue eyes, and ordinary facial features!

Immediately afterwards, Klein unbuttoned the wool overcoat, and pulled up the shirt inside so that it was no longer tucked into his trousers. JrNovels.com