Summoner of Pirate World

"Move quickly, let's not get involved in this muddy water and make such a big fuss. The navy will come soon and we won't be able to leave anything behind." Roy shouted loudly.

Roger put the things down and said angrily: "Why are you urging me? Why don't you move it because you are such a big man?"

"Nonsense, shouldn't I be a lookout? This is the most dangerous job, and you don't even know how to thank me?" Roy said confidently.

"Then can you put down the Coke in your hand first and then talk."

"Don't worry about these details. The caffeine in Coke can keep me excited and more focused. Just move gold, which is hard currency. The price of gemstones fluctuates too much, which makes it impractical." As he spoke, Roy muttered Dong poured himself another sip of ice coke.

He had been floating on the sea for so long that he almost forgot what it felt like to drink iced Coke in an air-conditioned room.

The kind of life that is comfortable and comfortable, yet extremely decadent and desirable.

"Oh, that's true," Roy muttered, then placed the two guards that Roger had knocked down before, and then started tinkering there.

Suddenly, the sound of rapid footsteps came over. Roy stopped, laid his ears on the ground, and listened carefully.

In this complex terrain, it is not easy to identify the location by listening to the sound, especially since there are many staggered corridors with strong echoes, which further increases the difficulty of determining the direction.

But these are not difficult for Roy.You can never imagine what a homebody who has lived alone for many years and has abnormal thinking can do.

After just feeling it carefully for a while, he smiled playfully.and ran in one direction.

Roger still acted as a coolie, carrying box after box of gold.

He is indeed very strong. This box of gold weighs at least one to two hundred kilograms, and many adults cannot lift it.But although it was difficult for him to move, it was not very difficult.

Suddenly, his eyes stopped on a saber.

This saber is about two and a half feet long. The scabbard is made of black cowhide, the handle is golden, with fine patterns carved on it, and there is a red gemstone at the end that looks like a dragon's eye.Slowly taking the knife out of its sheath, first there was a dazzling cold light, followed closely by the sound of a dragon's roar.

sword

Just by looking at it and hearing it, I knew it was a precious sword.

Roger pulled out the knife completely. Under the light, the sword shone with a cold light. When the blade turned, a slight sound of breaking wind could be heard.

"Put down the knife." A voice suddenly appeared.

Roger turned around hastily, and a man appeared in front of him.He looked to be in his 20s, with a thin body, sunken eye sockets, and unhealthy cyan skin. He looked like he would die soon due to excessive kidney deficiency.

His back was straight and he always had a proud attitude.

However, his condition was not very good at the moment. His luxurious clothes were completely torn, and red blood began to ooze from some of the cuts.

Seeing him like this, Roger was instantly relieved, but only for a moment.

This person gave him a sense of oppression. Although he looked very weak, his wild and fierce aura like a beast could not be faked.

This is a beast, a man-eating beast.

Roger's eyes were a little firmer, and he held the sword he had just obtained tightly with both hands, confronting Arkham Gardel with great concentration.

"Put the knife down," Gardel said again, taking a step forward.

A feeling of oppression hit him, and Roger subconsciously took a step back.

This is an instinctive reaction of a creature when facing a strong enemy, by maintaining a relatively safe distance to gain more independent space.

This is also an area that we cannot see, but we can really feel it.

Just like when we take the elevator, even if there are few people, we are more willing to stand in the corner.Because you are not familiar with it, you will give yourself more space to gain a greater sense of security.

This reaction is deeply imprinted in our genes when our ancestors were still eating hair and drinking blood, and it is passed down from generation to generation.Even now, I can't forget it.

The area of ​​this treasure house is quite spacious, but it is not enough to establish two personal areas.So the moment Gardel appeared, Roger felt uncomfortable.

So he will retreat to ensure that his personal domain is large enough.

However, the distance he can retreat is still limited.

When his heels hit a box, he knew he had no retreat.

So his choice is to attack.

This attack came extremely suddenly and extremely quickly.

He launched the attack almost the moment he encountered the obstacle. At that moment, the fear in his heart turned into a determination to hunt his opponent.

Some people are born as beasts.

Gardel is this kind of person.

Roger is the same kind of person.

When two beasts meet together, if they cannot avoid each other, they will fight.

To be honest, Roger's fighting relies entirely on instinct. Compared with his fighting ability, he is far worse than Gardel.But this time, it may also be because the incident happened suddenly.Perhaps it was Gardel who underestimated the enemy. He didn't expect that a child would dare to attack like him, and also possess such amazing speed and strength.

Therefore, in the first round of confrontation, Gardel fell at a disadvantage.He hurriedly turned sideways, barely dodging the knife, and jumped back to avoid the second knife that followed.

Roger's offense was fierce and deadly.Every attack has its own changes, and the direction of every attack is also the enemy's key point.

Faced with such an attack, the average adult would not be able to withstand it at all, and might be hit by the second or even the first blow.

And Gardel is no ordinary person.

He was able to avoid every sharp attack just right. There were more than a dozen knives in a row, and none of them actually touched him.

However, this also caused him to withdraw from the door and take the initiative to distance himself from Roger.

"Yes, at this age, you should be very good." Gadel nodded with certainty.

Perhaps because Roger's appearance at the moment was so pitiful, Gadel actually felt a kind of sympathy for him, as if he was remembering himself when he was at his lowest.

I saw Roger wearing a shabby linen clothes that had faded from washing, and a pair of flat shoes with almost worn-out soles on his feet. His small face was also dark and dirty.With this look, as long as he lies down on the bridge, he will definitely be the brightest star among beggars.

If Roger knew Gardel's current state of mind, he didn't know what he would think. After all, Roy had to dress him up like this.

According to the development of the plot, the two parties should continue in a friendly conversation mode, and then a feeling of sympathy will be born.They are brothers and sisters and are like father and son.

Something like this did happen, but just when the idea started to sprout.

Gardel's clothes were in pieces