After a simple change of clothes, Klein, who didn't wear a cane, had sweat on his forehead and dry lips to identify the direction, and returned to the "Flying Fish and Wine" bar!

On the way, he met "Laging Flame" Danis again, who just glanced at him, then looked away, and walked towards the hotel on the other side of the bar.

After examining the reward wall, Klein stretched out his hand calmly, pushed open the door, and walked in.

At this time, it was less than ten minutes before he escaped from here.

In the bar, many of the guests dispersed, but there were still many drunks gathered around to watch the fun.

Their gazes all turned to the new customers, but they were withdrawn one after another. Klein arrived at the bar counter unimpeded all the way.

He saw the bartender standing beside a fat man with terrified eyes, his forehead was covered with a thick white bandage, his nostrils were stuffed with soft paper, and his face was mostly bruised.

The fat man was tall and big, with white skin, as if a real great white shark had swam onto land.

He touched his shiny bald head, and said to Elland who was wearing a dark red coat and equipped with a captain's straight sword on the other side: "Someone told me, do you know that guy just now?

"There are three passenger ships arriving at the port today. There won't be too many strangers from other places. Don't try to lie!"

Elland patted the hilt of his sword, and said with a relaxed smile, "Yes, he is my passenger.

"But the problem today is clearly your people."

"So, I just want him to come back here, apologize to me and compensate for the damaged bar." The tall white fat man said with a frown.

Elland laughed and said, "White Shark, there is a saying in my hometown, don't hate the wild dogs passing by because of the rats in the warehouse."

"... Fair Ireland, is this your attitude?" "White Shark" Hamilton narrowed his eyes.

Elland held the wooden handle of the pistol, took a step forward, and said in a deep voice, "Yes, this is my attitude!"

The captain is very strong... Klein was slightly surprised by Elland's performance.

After silently staring at each other for a few seconds, "White Shark" Hamilton took a deep breath and said, "You helped me before, so I don't need to apologize, but he must pay half of the damage, and you will hand it over."

"Good proposal." Elland smiled.

"White Shark" Hamilton looked around with a sullen face.

He waved his hand violently and slapped the bartender across the face.

The bartender flew out and lost his teeth all over the place.

Klein, who was just five meters away, watched quietly, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

thump!

The bartender fell to the ground, curled up and rolled in pain.

"White Shark" Hamilton snorted heavily, and without saying anything, he turned his head and walked to the second floor, making the wooden steps creak.

After the fun was over, the drunkards dispersed one after another. Captain Elland and others returned to the upper floor unaffected and continued to play cards.

Klein took this opportunity and followed up the stairs.

When he returned to "Flying Fish and Wine", he didn't deal with "White Shark" for the non-existent harm, but purely wanted to learn more information from this bar owner who was connected with many pirate forces. The name Gehrman, hidden means to hunt bloody pirates, and use their spirit, flesh, and extraordinary characteristics to replace those waiting to be released in "Squirming Hunger".

There is no gas resource in Damir Port, and the aisle on the second floor is quite dark. On the brass candlesticks inlaid on the walls on both sides, the lights flicker and are as dim as seedlings. JrNovels.com