"Actually, there's no need..." Danitz followed behind, not so forcefully persuading.

As far as he is concerned, if he is not afraid of making things worse, pouring cement on those gangsters and sinking to the bottom of the sea, it would be too wonderful!

The hustle and bustle in the bar reverberates with very local music, bringing a psychedelic feeling.

Danis looked around seriously, looking for the group of people who tried to blackmail him, as well as the well-known pirate "Blue Eye" Mies and the others.

"That's Denier." Danis casually introduced the black market dealer.

It's a pity, it's too messy here, and I don't know if those guys are still there... He thought regretfully in his heart.

Klein looked after him, and stroked the "squirming hunger" worn on his left palm with his right hand.

He turned his head, looked at Danitz, and said with a normal expression: "Take the scarf."

His tone seemed to be telling Danis to buy a glass of beer.

ah? Danis stood there in a daze, suspecting that he had heard wrong.

Klein grinned slightly and said, "Take off the scarf, don't make me repeat it a third time."

"Why..." Danitz's words were blocked by cold and crazy eyes.

He took off the scarf in a dazed and puzzled manner, inexplicably feeling that everyone around him was looking at him, and they all recognized him as the great pirate with a bounty of 5,500 pounds, "Raging Flame" Danitz.

Klein kept a hidden crazy smile, and continued to order: "Take off the hat.

"Go and buy tickets."

At this moment, Danitz almost jumped up as if struck by a bolt of lightning.

"In this way, I will be recognized..." Under the gaze of Gehrman Sparrow, his voice became lower and lower.

By this time, he already understood what Gehrman Sparrow wanted to do.

He wants to use me worth 5,500 gold pounds as a bait to catch those greedy pirates or the strong behind the gang! Shit! How could I have thought that he was quite a good friend just now, no, how could I have thought that he was my friend! The son of a bitch! Danitz kept shouting angrily in his heart, and kept swearing.

He had no way to resist, because he knew what a crazy guy Gehrman Sparrow was.

This is a maniac that even a pirate general wants to hunt!

Danitz showed a distorted smile, shook his head back and forth slightly, took off his hat, and walked slowly towards Denier.

All around him, one after another glanced at him, paused for two seconds, then suddenly retracted.

One by one the drunkards receded like tides, leaving a wide road, as if the ocean was divided,

Seeing their reactions, Danitz felt that such a scene was unexpectedly good despite being frightened and worried.

This is the prestige of the great pirate? Is this what it feels like to be looked up to and watched? Damn it, I heard someone say my name, someone whispered "raging flames"... Danitz understood that he had been recognized, and moved forward tremblingly, while lowering his hands, ready to fight.

"Danitz? Flame Danis!" Among the crowd, "Blue Eyes" Mies blurted out in astonishment.

His subordinates took a look and said excitedly: "Boss, it's really 'Laging Flame' Danitz! 5,500 pounds!

"Shall we do it?"

Mies narrowed his blue eyes, raised his left arm, and slapped his subordinate hard on the back of the head: "You stupid ass! JrNovels.com