Pirate Forest

Pushing open the wooden window welcomes the first air-conditioning in the morning, which immediately makes people feel energetic, and the unpleasant smell of mold and stench in the room is also driven out. net

Walking out of the door, the cold and fresh air outside is fascinating. I tighten my clothes and walk towards the lively morning market. The morning sun is slowly rising, trying to drive away the icy cold wind and save people.

"Fresh sea fish! Come and take a look, this whole horned flying fish only costs beli!" The fishermen shouted vigorously as they harvested the first batch of fresh sea fish today.

The Horned Flying Fish is usually between one and a half to three meters long. It has a small sharp horn on its head and long pectoral fins that extend to its tail. Like the wings of a bird, it can stay in the air for nearly half a minute when it jumps out of the sea. It is a common fish in the Western Sea that can leap nearly meters.

Morgan stopped to look at the fish shop and thought about whether to buy a few for breakfast. "Boss, how many horned flying fish do you have here?"

The shop owner is a muscular uncle with dark skin that looks like he has been exposed to the sun. He has a white towel like a hemp rope tied on his head. Morgan often buys fresh sea fish from him these days. He is very enthusiastic and honest.

"It's you, Morgan. I caught eight flying fish today and they were all fresh! How many do you want?" The boss rubbed his hands funny. He recognized that Morgan was a very generous customer and always bought a lot of sea fish every time.

"That's it..." Morgan touched his chin and began to calculate the amount of food. "Please give me three horned flying fish."

"Okay, one will cost you beli." The boss quickly packed it with paper and put it skillfully in the cart behind Morgan.

"Thank you so much." A fish of this size only costs beli, which is a very good deal. He handed the other party beli with a smile and waved goodbye.

After leaving the fish shop, he went to the bakery and bought ten kilograms of bread and ten liters of milk. He also went to the vegetable shop to buy some seasonal vegetables. The carts behind him had already piled up into a hill.

Passing by a bar, he went in and bought a few bottles of wine and a pack of cigarettes. This was a bad habit he had unknowingly learned from the pirates. The voyage on the sea was too boring and long, so smoking like this Wine is extremely important, which makes bars in this world provide a lot of drinks and fireworks.

In fact, he has secretly hidden a lot of money from the pirates over the years, but his consumption in the past few days has been gradually reduced, after all, their appetite is too big.

It's like money was not necessary for life before. You can get what you need with your fists. Every time they go to sea with pirates, they are very stingy and don't want to give him money, so they give him the food or daily necessities they robbed as payment. , coupled with the fact that Mikiel and Shikin often go fishing in the sea, there is no need to spend anything.

As a result, once he arrived in a real inhabited town, he became dwarfed by comparison, and the private money he originally thought was very wealthy seemed insufficient. However, he was still very relaxed and had no nervous atmosphere at all.

"If it doesn't work out, just risk going out to sea and find a few bounty criminals to earn living expenses." I thought of a bounty criminal I saw in a bar not long ago. That guy seemed to have five million beli.

It has been a week since they came to this town and separated from the Tarta family and stayed in a hotel. In the past few days, they have also thought about whether to do some work to support themselves.

It didn't work out at all. Shijin found a job as a bartender, but he was ostracized on the first day because he was cold and boring. On the third day, the street girls encouraged the boss of a street to teach this ignorant brat a lesson. .

Then.........

While angrily scolding Shijin, Morgan and Mikel picked up wine bottles and smashed the store and a group of unscrupulous gangsters. Of course, they could no longer continue working afterward.

But he could also understand Shi Jin. After all, the reason why he went to sea was because he wanted to tell his father, a carpenter, that his dream of becoming a swordsman was not a joke.

Being a bartender is really difficult for him.

As for Mikiel, he found several jobs with his outstanding appearance and noble temperament. He was a waiter at a high-end hotel in the capital of the kingdom far away from the town, a tutor for a noble lady, and a bookstore invited him to work. He acted as a spokesperson for promotion and told him that he could write some novels and they would help promote them.

The reason is that many girls and aunts are obsessed with him...

But he still changes jobs every day. Even so, he can still get a salary, damn his appearance!

He also asked him why he didn't try it and the answer he got was "I really can't do such a boring job."

Morgan sighed. He never tried to find a job because he had long realized that after five years of being pirates, they would not be able to work as securely as ordinary people.

Even if you brag and fart with a group of dirty and smelly pirates on the sea every day, blowing the sea breeze is more comfortable than working as an elegant waiter in a gorgeous Western restaurant and hotel.

Even if a person is sitting on an isolated island watching the sunrise and sunset, he is happier than being a tutor for a beautiful noble lady, even if he wants to escape there day and night.

But after actually escaping, I realized that I was no longer the same person. I couldn't adapt to ordinary public life, and I even secretly looked forward to those exciting battles.

Even Mikiel and Shikin, who have never left the island, prefer listening to pirate stories to literary novels.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized he couldn't escape.

He has been assimilated by the pirates!

After thinking wildly like this all the way, he looked up and arrived at Tata's house. He knocked on the door in a familiar manner, and soon his fat head was revealed. He cheered up and walked in.

"Sorry to trouble you again." Morgan pointed at the ingredients behind him.

Tata, who was wearing loose pajamas, looked leisurely and at ease. He still said gently, "How could it be possible? It's you who is helping me."

Morgan smiled, closed the door, and consciously put on his slippers. Ever since Tarta told Morgan that his dream was to become a chef, he had been buying a lot of ingredients for Tarta to cook for him every day.

Tarta's mother left before dawn. Because their family ran a small restaurant, they had to shop, prepare ingredients, and prepare to receive guests before dawn. Net

Tarta handed Morgan a glass of water and asked him to rest for a while, and then walked into the restaurant to prepare the ingredients. In fact, he had something to say to Morgan that he was embarrassed to say.

He told Morgan that his dream was to become an amazing chef, and he was right.

He was also grateful that Morgan prepared a lot of ingredients for him every day to train himself.

But in fact, he didn't need these exercises in the first place, because he opened a restaurant at home and he had no shortage of ingredients to practice.

But in this case, he had no way to help his mother prepare materials, and he originally wanted to politely refuse Morgan's kindness.

As a result, my mother said, "Tata, if you reject the kindness of those children like this, they will be very sad. After all, they are very grateful to you!"

"But what about mother?" he asked anxiously.

"It doesn't matter. Mom did these things alone when Tarta was very young. Just enjoy the ingredients Morgan repays with your heart. Don't waste it." Mom's smile was very sweet.

and……

"Those children are said to have been laid off by many stores these days, and their work is not going well. Don't let them worry about such trivial matters." This is what she said.

The hand holding the kitchen knife is cold, and I pick up the unfamiliar yet familiar vegetables, fish, and milk with awe and gratitude, and dance my youth on the chopping board.

Behind him, Morgan watched with a smile as Tarta gradually immersed himself in his own world. The kind of enthusiasm he had never seen elsewhere was completely different from the difficulties they were encountering at this stage.

………………

On the street, a few gangsters put their hands in their pockets, and everyone who passed by would be taunted by them before they would give up.

Morgan and Tarta passed by them pushing a cart of breakfast. The breakfast was still steaming and fragrant, making the gangsters couldn't help but come closer.

One of the gangsters couldn't bear it anymore and said to Morgan with his mouth watering, "Boss Morgan, what delicious food did you cook today?"

Don't wonder why the other person is so polite.

In fact, it was because they had been beaten up by Morgan a few days ago for making fun of Tarta's obesity. These gangsters were just a group of ordinary thugs who had no way of joining any gang.

He once asked these guys what the skull symbol on the glass of Tarta's house meant, and they said it represented the curse of Boss Vic.

Even if Morgan asked Tarta to get more information about Vic, he shook his head, "Vic is not a bad person, and that skeleton is not a curse."

What does the skeleton represent in this world

Pirates.

What do pirates represent?

Brutality, greed, plunder, invasion, destruction, in short, are some disastrous symbols.

To the general public this is the worst kind of swear word.

Fortunately, Morgan has experienced five years of pirate education and doesn't care much about this aspect.

But Vic's name was still deeply remembered by him, and he gained some superficial understanding later on, knowing that this was a monster who was very crazy in fighting and very cold-blooded.

I heard some people say that he also had a seriously ill mother, and they complained and even cursed that it was because he had done something wrong by giving birth to a bastard son that he became seriously ill.

He remains suspicious of such emotions.

"It's the sandwiches and milk tea made by Tarta." Morgan praised Tarta's superb cooking skills without exaggeration. The other party looked embarrassed, but it was true that he had eaten several to fill his stomach before making them.

Very delicious~\(≧▽≦)/~

"Really? I told Boss Morgan to give us a taste too." A gangster with pointed hair held his waist with one hand and pointed at the food wrapped on the cart with the other hand.

Morgan chuckled a few times, turned around and asked Tarta, "What do you think?"

"Of course, food tastes delicious even if everyone eats it together." Of course, Tata still looked innocent and looked like a good old man.

"That's great, thank you, Boss Tarta!" The gangsters shouted in unison, eager to taste the delicious food.

Morgan handed each of them two sandwiches and a cup of milk tea. Tata behind him had red cheeks. He lowered his head deeply and didn't know what he was thinking. He murmured weakly, "Boss Tata...Boss is really..."

Morgan, who seemed to be feeling something, looked back and asked in confusion, "Have you guys done anything interesting recently?"

The few people who were eating happily with their heads down didn't want to answer Morgan's question at this time, but when they saw the terrifying eyes, their whole bodies trembled.

"It hasn't happened recently. It's just that the boss of the nearby town, Ryder, and his younger brothers were found in a smelly ditch. They were found dead in a miserable state. Their flesh and blood were so bloody that it was hard to see clearly." The gangsters also deliberately screamed and howled. To create an atmosphere of terror.

Under Morgan's cold eyes, they stopped their childish behavior, "Why can you tell it's Ryder when his flesh and blood are so bloody?"

"You don't know something about this. Among our gangs, if the boss of an area fails to return and someone happens to find some bodies at this time, it means that he is dead regardless of whether it is him or not." Jian Jian Tou He seemed very proud.

"Wouldn't it be fun if Ryder came back alive?"

"It's impossible. Someone has already come forward to claim Walter's body and personally admitted that it was his fault. It is said that she was someone like his kept mistress." Jian Jian Tou firmly denied Morgan's malicious conjecture.

"Oh, is that so? He died in a smelly ditch and was quickly discovered. When everyone was still not sure whether he was his identity, a person closely related to the deceased appeared and identified him. It is so logical that it makes people feel Weird." Morgan touched his chin.

The gangsters waved their hands and said, "Hey, we're not Detective Conan and we don't want the truth."

The pointed head was inserted into his waist and he said with great force, "In short, it is because of the death of Boss Ryder that the major gangs are now gearing up and fighting fiercely secretly, all trying to get his original territory."

"In that case, why don't you give it a try?" Tata finally broke away from the emotion just now and suggested very seriously.

The corners of the gangsters' mouths twitched slightly, and they said stiffly, "We also want to do this, but we can't beat those bosses at all."

Morgan nodded aside, "No wonder you have accomplished nothing."

"None of your business!" the gangsters shouted angrily.

"But if we have the help of Boss Morgan and you guys, we might really be able to..." Jianjian Tou came over with evil intentions. He had seen the terror of the three Morgans in the bar.

"Continue with the morning news." Morgan interrupted the sharp head immediately.

Jian Jian Tou instantly transformed into the appearance of a news broadcast host, and said seriously and solemnly, "Friends in the audience, please don't worry about the gang fights that have occurred in five surrounding towns in recent days. Pay attention to safety and be on guard against dangerous people. There will be Professional armed personnel protect everyone's personal and property safety."

"Let's broadcast another news..." Under the puzzled and curious eyes of the people around him, Jianjian Tou finally came back to his senses, his face flushed red, and he rushed towards Morgan angrily.

"Why on earth would I do such a thing!!!"

Calmly keeping distance from him with both hands, "Don't say that, your hosting skills are very good."

"Really?" Jianjian Tou scratched his head in embarrassment, but the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

The friends behind him all looked at him speechlessly.

"Damn it, you took me astray again!"

"Okay, don't be willful, tell me any other news." Morgan waved his hand helplessly.

"Really, listen to me. This is the information we found out with great difficulty. We may be the only ones who know about the underground gangs in several surrounding towns!" Jianjian Tou was a little angry at Morgan for ignoring it but couldn't help it. Without saying it out loud, a sense of pride and pride comes from talking about it.

"Mr. Pointy Head is really amazing!" Tata clapped his hands in admiration.

Jian Jian Tou finally couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Remember this, I'm not Jian Jian Tou, my name is Pulitzer, and we are the Flying Fish Brothers!"

Morgan and Tata couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths as they looked at the shameful way of taking the stage in front of them.

"So shameful."

"Yeah, hehe..." Tatada looked speechless.

"Ahem, in short, that's it, our goal..." Pointy head, no, it was Pulitzer who closed his eyes unnaturally.

"Tell me the news quickly." Morgan's face instantly became gloomy, as if there was a thunderstorm and lightning.

"Yes! A group of big pirates will come to us in the next few days to conduct a secret deal!" Jianjian... Pulitzer's eyes became moist.

"Who is it"

"It's John the Great Pirate with a bounty of million Baileys!" Pulitzer said.

This bounty is not low in the West Sea. He is one of the few pirates with a level above million beli. But what is he trying to trade? Who are you going to trade with?