48 Hours a Day

The two pirates came up and searched Zhang Heng and Marvin's body. They went through each pocket, not even the boots on their feet, to make sure that nothing of equal value was missed.

Later, Zhang Heng and Marvin were pushed into the crowd, who were terrified, especially when he saw the bodies of the captain on the other side and the dead sailors, and his whole person began to tremble uncontrollably, which also caused the pirates around him to laugh.

Zhang Heng's wallet and a nose cigarette can were searched away, but [Shadow Spoon] and [Shadow Moment] were still on him. The latter was his life-saving card. In order not to be searched away by the pirates, he had to use [Shadow Spoon] twice to transform both things into shadow form.

However, unlike several previous occasions, he is now in a state of uncertainty in the sea. Even if he has [a moment of shadow] in his hand, he does not know where he can escape. In a state of shadow, he can certainly print himself on the surface of the sea, but once the time of three minutes has come, he will become a faller.

If he's lucky, he might be saved by a passing boat, but more likely to be buried in a fish belly, or dehydrated by the poisonous sun over his head before buried in a fish belly.

A moment ago, people were still passengers on board, looking to a new life in the colony, and now they are being held captive by pirates. Although the vast majority of people are not as embarrassed as Marvin was, pessimism has begun to spread.

Another minute or so later, the cabin under the deck suddenly heard a bang, and there were several gunshots in the middle. When everything returned to calm, a figure appeared in front of the crowd.

“I'm sorry, there are some clumsy idiots on every boat, I had to take some time to convince them that the problem has been solved, so let me introduce myself, I'm the helmsman of the Sea Lion, and you can call me Mr. Olf.” Someone looks about forty or fifty years old, a little bald, but with a good head, he's more like a reasonable person than the fierce pirates around him.

Indeed, the position of helmsman also requires extraordinary communication skills, the second most important position on a pirate ship, the close relationship between the helmsman and the sailor, representing the interests of the sailors, the bridge of communication between the sailors and the captain, and the right to challenge the commands of the captain in the event of an infringement of the interests of the sailors.

His presence brought hope to many people, and passengers begged, "Please, sir, let us go, we are just ordinary people, and I have wives and children waiting for me in my home. ”

Olf nodded, but then he pulled out a short pistol in his waist and pulled the trigger against a sailor who had surrendered his weapon on the ground, who was hit in the head by a flying lead bullet and fell on the ground, spilling blood on the rudder's linen shirt.

Seeing this brutal and bloody scene with their own eyes, the captives panicked and remembered the stories they had heard about pirates before, a group of people who could not be brutally killed without knowing whether they would kill all the people on board because of a sudden rise. The gun undoubtedly boded ill, and Marvin pissed his pants directly.

But then Olf took the short gun back, “I'm sorry, but this is what I had to do. This guy killed two of my brothers on the boat. Don't think I'd lose sight of what happened before, I may be old, but I haven't forgotten so much. Blood debt has to be paid for, which is our usual style of action. ”

His words attracted a thrill from the pirates around him. They were attached to the railings, while at the same time providing a little peace of mind to the captive passengers. Although what just happened seemed cruel, if it did not seem too much from the point of view of revenge, those passengers had long forgotten who was protecting them and had chosen silence in order to survive.

The remaining six sailors surrendered earlier, and their divine colors were somewhat complicated.

On the one hand, I am ashamed of my putrid performance, and on the other hand, I am secretly glad that I have not participated much in the fighting.

“Now that the old account has been settled, we can talk about your most important concerns.” Olf continues, "As you can see, the ship that you're riding now belongs to us, not just the cargo on board, your wallets, everything that's worthless, which of course includes the ship itself, but we're not unreasonable people...”

Orpheus turns around, “For humanitarian reasons, we'll get you a boat, two barrels of fresh water, maybe a little bit of cookie bacon or something, and while it's not enough for you to paddle from here to Boston, you're lucky you're on a trade route, and the weather looks good these past two days, and if you're lucky, there 'll be a boat passing by that can only find you, and you'll be saved. ”

Instead of reassuring everyone, his words triggered a new wave of unrest.

A small boat, two barrels of fresh water, and 30 passengers, this combination is unreliable, and any wind wave can make the people on it all go away, let alone a passing boat that doesn't know when it will appear. The hope of being rescued is far lower than the risk of death to be faced.

Some pleaded again in exchange for the pirates' sympathy, but this time it seemed like the Olf was beneath his heart, biting the condition and not changing again.

“I know the risks of this, but we're pirates, not philanthropists, and I'm afraid you'll have to figure it out for yourselves. ”

When Olf finished, he turned around and left, and the pirates beside him were ready to put the boat in the water, but the boat was so small that even if it was full, it could only sit 20 people, let alone fresh water and food.

And just then, a huge pirate came up and said, “Do you have a cook or a carpenter? We're short two carpenters on board, a cook, if you want to join me. ”

There is undoubtedly greater hope that this road will survive than waiting to die at sea in a small boat. His voice was immediately followed by a captive sailor raising his hand, “I, the carpenter on this boat, am willing to join you. ”

And he just finished, and one of the passengers on the other side said, “I haven't been out to sea much, but I've done some furniture in town before, and I've given people shelves. Can you see me? ”

Pirates of great stature thought, nodding, “Yes, you can help him first. ”

The passengers looked at the two with envy and the professionals would be welcomed wherever they were, even the fierce pirates would treat them with courtesy.

“Now there's only one spot left on my side," Pirate Way, "this opportunity expires, will anyone else come with me? ”

“Me, I would.” A voice opens up.

Nobody thought the person who spoke was Marvin.