The Legend of the Pirate Murloc

Chapter 3 I'm Just Asking Questions (1)

What kind of feeling is this?
Jackson only knew that he was afraid, his heart was beating wildly, as if he was about to break free from the shackles of his chest, dense cold sweat oozes from his forehead, and his whole body is trembling uncontrollably.

The eight-meter-tall murloc in front of him gave him a great sense of oppression.

Although he himself is more than three meters tall and tall in this world, he still looks like an unweaned kid in front of this murloc.

The upper body of this murloc was exposed, showing an incomparably perfect figure. His whole body was explosively bulged, but his well-proportioned muscles seemed to contain the terrifying power that could smash mountains.

The various scars on his body constitute a different kind of tattoo, and the scar on the side waist is particularly obvious, but it is not obtrusive at all. Instead, it looks like a medal hanging on his body, showing a domineering side.

At this moment, Jackson raised his head desperately, but he could barely see the murloc's face clearly.

There was no expression on that indifferent face, and there was a slight chill, and the vertical pupils like a dragon just cast a glance at Jackson.

Jackson was so frightened that he urinated, and the yellow liquid flowed down the bottom of his trousers. Fortunately, the trousers he was wearing were very thick, so there was no abnormality visible for the time being.

That's right, it was Searle who boarded Jackson's boat.

Seeing Jackson's slightly wet crotch, and his performance, Searle knew he was frightened by himself.

So, Searle showed a kind smile that he thought could warm everything, and prepared to have a friendly chat with this pirate brother.

Unexpectedly, when Jackson saw this terrifying smile, his legs immediately went limp, and he knelt in fright on the spot: "My lord, spare me!"

amount.

Searle scratched his head with his finger with sharp nails, and said helplessly, "I just want to ask something."

But Jackson, who was frantically begging for mercy, didn't hear it.

The scene of the captain kneeling and begging for mercy was clearly seen by the crew behind him, and the single-cell crew felt that their faith had collapsed.

The vice-captain, Morritt, didn't care much. As a senior figure on the ship, he could guess what color underwear the captain wore with his eyes closed by smelling it.

As for how many brushes the captain has, he doesn't know yet?
If it wasn't for the fear that the murloc might think he was a messy person, he would have knelt down together.

But Moxigan, who was already possessed by a sycophant, didn't care. Of course he saw the captain kneeling down in embarrassment in fright.

But because his brain's processor loads slowly, the brain circuit hasn't completely turned around yet.

So at this time, his thinking was still on how to flatter the captain to improve his status in the captain's heart, and he didn't feel afraid of Searle at all.

And he was afraid that if he was slow this time, he would be preempted by that bastard Morritt, so he wanted to take the first shot.

So, he pretended to be mysterious, that's right, it was the trick used by the deputy captain before, and he directly learned it and used it now.

But he obviously didn't notice it. At this time, almost no one noticed him. All the attention was on Searle, and the air pretended to be seen.

Surrounded by the corner of his eyes, he noticed this young man with surprised bones. Looking at his mysterious face, he thought he was some big shot.

But shouldn't it?
Under Searle's aura of knowledge and domineering, his aura is as small as an ant, and he can be easily crushed to death with his fingers.

Searle chose to believe in his knowledge, so he didn't think too much, and prepared to ask the captain directly.

Unexpectedly, that Moxican cross-eyed suddenly made a sound, although his voice was not loud, and it was very sharp and unpleasant.

But at this time, when the whole ship was silent, his voice rang like thunder in everyone's ears.

"Hoho, hoho, you idiots!"

Including Searle, everyone else was attracted by him, and all looked at him.

Feeling the attention of everyone present, Mo Xigan crossed his eyes and felt that he had reached the pinnacle of his life in an instant.

It turned out that the feeling of being valued by so many people when speaking was so wonderful, no wonder that guy Morritt was so keen to flatter the captain.

But this also made him more determined to flatter the captain in the future.

However, the current situation is a bit troublesome, what should I say?What would that fellow Morritt say in this situation? There it is!

Captain Jackson, who turned his head to look at him, had murderous intent in his eyes.

You bastard, let this idiot swear at others, and even fired a map cannon to pull this god of death into it.

It's all right now, they all have to die!

Although Searle did not explicitly say that he wanted to kill them, Captain Jackson's rich emotional drama has automatically made Searle into a heinous murderer.

Even the plot in his mind has been deduced to the scene where Searle brutally slaughtered all the people on the ship, and then pinched his dying self and laughed.

It's horrible, Mom!
Searle didn't care much, he was very broad-minded, and he also wanted to hear what wonderful ideas this guy had.

"Do you really think Captain Jackson is afraid of this guy?"

A question was thrown to everyone, and Mo Xigan folded his eyes and raised his eyebrows.

Even the pair of eyes that seemed to be attracted to each other by strong gravitation all the year round, causing the corners of the eyes to almost disappear, were slightly separated, and the essence of wisdom began to inject into them, making their eyes sparkle.

On the other side, Jackson, who was the subject of the question, was ashen-faced, his lips were slightly parted, and he wanted to say something but didn't dare, as if hesitating to speak.

And the rich inner drama has already begun in the second scene, he has already started to stab the skin swallow of this idiot, using the kind of iron rod with barbs.

And the single-cell crew members were also stunned by this question, temporarily forgetting the pressure of the fierce beast that Selna diffused, and they all showed a look of thinking, but no matter how their walnut-sized processor brains calculate, it should be the same. Can't think of it.

Of course, Mohigan Cross-eyed also thought the same way. He was quite aware of the average IQ level of the Pirates, so he asked and answered himself not long after asking the question.

"Wrong! The captain is here to protect us! Think about it, if we fight this guy with the captain's strength, the battle will definitely start on the ship, and the aftermath will definitely destroy our ship."

"And at that time, you should know what will happen to us who lost our ship in this windless belt!"

Speaking of this, Mohigan tried his best to squeeze out a few tears and let them slide down his cheeks. He covered his heart with his left hand, and pointed at Captain Jackson affectionately with his right hand.

"And the captain, in order to protect us, he did not hesitate to abandon his face as a strong man and beg him for mercy, just to... protect us!"

But seeing his performance, the deputy captain Morritt felt as if he was facing a big enemy, and his fear was reduced a lot for a while.

This son, must not stay!
Speaking of this, how can the single-cell crew not understand that their walnut-sized processors have already received mission instructions.

cry!
"Ah, Captain, you are a real man!"

"Hey, Captain, I want to follow you for the rest of my life."

"Isn't it just a taller and stronger murloc? Captain, we will fight hard, and we can't let your face be damaged."

When tears flowed down one by one, they all started wielding knives and guns, as if as long as Jackson gave the order, they would rush to Searle without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)