Pirate Codex

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rainstorm

The sky was filled with low and thick dark clouds, and countless raindrops rained down, filling everyone's field of vision.

The entire sea is still a wildly roaring black beast, with countless waves rushing and roaring, creating all kinds of waves of different heights, slapping fiercely on the hull of the ship.

The strong wind swept the torrential rain, interweaving into an airtight rain curtain, rumbling.

These were two connected three-masted sailboats. The roars of the pirates and the thunderous rainstorms could not cover up the feeble creaking sound of the wooden hulls swaying with the waves.

"You guys, fuck these sons of bitches"

Holjack strode forward, swung his iron rod and knocked away a pirate who was blocking the way. He ignored the storm that hit his face and encouraged him loudly.

"After finishing them, we will go to Harvest Port tomorrow to drink the best rum and fuck the most expensive bitch."

"it is good"

"Fuck 'em"

""

As soon as he finished speaking, amid roars of applause, Holjack walked as fast as flying, jumped on the side of the boat with his hands propped up, squinted his eyes and looked around the chaos on the opposite side, and found his target.

It was a burly man wielding a broadsword nearly one meter long, fighting invincibly on the deck.

"Claude"

Holjack's eyes narrowed, and he roared loudly like a beast. Then he used his legs hard and jumped to the opposite deck. He dragged the iron rod backwards with both hands and rushed towards Claude.

Claude's white shirt and black vest, which were open to the chest, were already covered in blood. Hearing this, he turned to look at Holjack, his ferocious single eye protruding outwards filled with ferocity.

"Oh jackass, are you coming to die?"

Claude sneered, raised his sword with both hands, and slashed at the charging Holjack.

Holjack, who suddenly arrived in front of Claude, calmly paused with his feet, and then used his waist and abdomen to hit Claude's sword with the iron rod in his hand.

"bang"

After the huge noise, the 1.9-meter-tall Claude was forcefully knocked out by Holjack, hitting a big hole in the cabin behind him and causing a cloud of smoke and dust.

The big knife in his hand was knocked out of his hand, slid to the side, and finally stopped weakly.

Holjack was unyielding and followed closely behind him, raising the iron rod and hitting Claude who fell in the smoke again.

"bang"

The huge iron rod from top to bottom hit Claude's fragile abdomen hard, and his entire body was embedded in the deck.

"Wow~"

Claude let out a cry, and large mouthfuls of blood spat out from his mouth, mixing with the rain, and a pool of blood spread out from under him.

Holjack stopped his movements, looked at Claude who was lying on the ground with disdain, and mocked: "Claude, you are really too weak."

Claude's whole face was twisted together, and he pulled himself out of the pit tremblingly. He covered his stomach with his right hand, and walked to Captain Jack with his rickety body.

With a thud, he knelt on his knees in front of Captain Jack. He leaned down hard and hit his forehead on the deck. His tears and snot wiped a few wet marks on the deck.

"Captain Jack, I lost."

"Let me go, let me go"

Claude burst into tears, stepped forward and hugged Jack's thigh, tremblingly begging for mercy.

The corners of Holjack's mouth turned up in pleasure, and he wiped the rain off his face with his right hand, then kicked Claude away and said disdainfully:

"Don't you know yet, Claude?"

"The weak have no right to survive."

"Boom" Claude was kicked away, his body rolled a few times, and his head hit the deck hard, causing his head to bleed.

"All my treasures and ships will be given to you."

"Let me go, let me go"

Claude turned over with difficulty again and begged Holjack.

Holjack just smiled cruelly, dragged the iron rod in front of Claude, then held the handle of the rod with both hands, raised the iron rod high, and swung it hard towards Claude's head.

"boom"

Like a smashed watermelon, white brains mixed with red blood spattered out, staining the entire deck red.

"Hehehehehehehehehe"

Holjack let go of the bloody iron rod in his hand and let it crash to the ground. He raised his hands high, grinned from the corners of his mouth to his ears, and laughed maniacally.

"Only I am the final winner"

"Hehehehehehehehehehe"

"he he he he he"

"Hee hee hee"

"captain Jack"

"captain Jack"

A cry that seemed to come from the horizon suddenly and vaguely reached Holjack's ears. At this moment, the howling of the storm, the noise of the crashing waves, and the shouting of the fighting were all incredibly low. Go down.

"captain Jack"

"captain Jack"

"Who is calling me?" Holjack covered his ears, circling on the deck and staring around. "who is it"

Suddenly, everything around him became unreal, and Halljack felt like a suffocating drowning man, having difficulty breathing.

"Hehehehehe"

On the bed made of dead branches and hay, Holjack's eyes suddenly opened and he sat up as if frightened, as if he was deprived of oxygen, and breathed heavily.

This is a dream

Holjack stared blankly at the darkness in front of him and sat there for a while before remembering where he was.

"captain Jack"

"captain Jack"

The shouts kept coming, and Holjack frowned slightly, turning his head to look in the direction of the cell hole, his eyes cruel. "Wake up this captain, are you impatient?"

The hoarse, low voice carries a deep chill, like a sharp bayonet, making people's hair stand on end.

The shouting stopped abruptly.

After a while, a trembling and cowardly voice sounded again.

"Captain Jack, Yashur is dead"

"You said before that I would tell you if someone died."

Arthur Holjack frowned and thought.

That yellow-haired kid

Tsk, still can’t hold on?

Holjack curled his lips in dissatisfaction, then sucked his tongue again, and laughed expectantly.

So, there is fresh tender meat to eat.

It’s really hard to wait.

Holjack stood up from the bed, went to the candlestick beside the bed, took out a lighter from his arms, and lit the candle. When the dim candlelight slightly filled the hole, he dragged the candle base toward the iron fence. Go to the prison hole.

"Sigh~"

Maybe the movement was too big and the wound was involved. A sharp pain caused Holjack to stop.

Looking down at the blood-soaked bandages on his body, Holjack frowned and became unhappy again.

Is your resilience getting worse?

Holjack's face looked a little ugly. In the past, such a minor injury would be fine after just sleeping, but now

Damn Claude

Halljack cursed in his heart, then returned his mind to the prison hole and moved forward again.

But this time, his steps became a little slower and more cautious.