Asking for a monthly ticket, ah ah.
How many teeth does an old dog have?
Perhaps it is the reason why there are no tall mountains in Lanyan Island to stop the cold wind in the south.
It rained in Bill Givot later in the day.
The wind is very cold, with the chill from the ocean, people don’t want to stay outside for even a minute in such a ghost weather night.
But it happened that at this moment, the businessmen in the port of Birgewater were all out early because of this weather, but there were still a few people holding umbrellas in the port and didn’t know what they were waiting for.
The rain is not very heavy, just holding an umbrella of the right size can stop it.
Raindrops hit the umbrella surface bit by bit.
Pattering makes people feel a little anxious.
There are also some worries.
"Why haven’t you come back so late?" One of the people holding an umbrella has a face that belongs to a businessman and makes money. When he was in middle age, the wind and frost made his forehead wrinkle. At this moment, he frowned and made those wrinkles deeper, like some indelible mantra.
"Nothing will happen, will it?" Another person also said that he looks like his words, with a sense of discouragement, and his eyes are full of miserly taste, which is really the face of profiteers.
"It’s impossible for my uncle to strike Planck by surprise this time." The wrinkles are deep and the middle-aged people’s brows are getting tighter. It seems that they are thinking about what may have prevented them from returning home. "Is it that the fog is delayed?"
"It’s impossible for such a little fog to hinder the trip." The profiteer man shook his head. "Is there really a sea monster?"
"Don’t talk nonsense," the middle-aged man shouted at him. "Uncle will be fine. He will come back and then …"
"Yes, then Sir Alex Ferguson will lead us to unify the whole Blue Flame Island." The profiteer seems to think of something, and his face immediately becomes more than buttering up. "Hey, hey, Florin, you can want to …"
"Well, it’s not just these times now," the middle-aged man in Florin once again insisted, "Are you all ready, Woody?"
"Yes, of course, you can always wait for Sir Alex Ferguson to come back." The profiteer called Woody nodded. "Actually … why don’t we go first? Anyway … "
"No, what did my uncle say? Everything must be done according to the plan. There can be no mistakes in this matter. "Florin shook his head again and again." You must confirm that it is really successful before you can sweep the hole with thunder. "
"Well …" Woody shrugged his shoulders naively. "Speaking of those pirates, it seems that some big fat sheep passed by today and went out to loosen their bones."
"What did you say? ! ！” The original has been looking at the dark sea. Florin suddenly turned back and stared at Woody.
"I …" Woody was startled by Florin’s reaction and he swallowed consciously. "It’s nothing but the pirates …"
"Go back immediately." Florin’s expression became colder than before. The wrinkles on his forehead loosened and tightened like a scar of years.
"Back to ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..
"Something’s wrong" Florin has turned around and walked back. He pushed the servant who held the umbrella for him and ran quickly. "Hudima, go back to your place and wait for my command at any time to get ready to start work."
"Ah?" Woody felt puzzled.
The rain hits the umbrella even harder.
Clap, clap, clap.
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At the same time
bilgewater
Spirits and gunpowder
Originally, Chen Senran was still floating in the sea, sitting comfortably at a wine table and drinking a light ale comfortably.
In front of him, Graves and that crazy Levin sat looking at him.
He didn’t bring the little mermaid back.
Children should not see too much blood.
"Are you ready?" Chen Senran poured the last bit of wine into his throat and put the cup on the table.
"Anytime." Graves lifted the magic shotgun and put it on his shoulder smartly.
"Draven kills people! Ha ha ha ha ha ha! ! ！” Crazy Levin continued to talk crazily, holding up two new odd-shaped axes crazily and juggling in his hands.
A terrible axe wind blew.
"Very well," Chen Senran nodded and he rose from his position. "I can count on you two tonight. Don’t embarrass me."
He went straight to the door, pushed the pub door and lifted something towards the rainy night.
A magic launcher contains a gorgeous magic fireworks.