Codex Pirates

Chapter 53 Resentment

The sound of fighting outside intensified, but it had nothing to do with the three people in the cabin at this time.

William leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, staring straight at the ugly Crowe. Hutcherson on the side was not as reckless as he appeared. While drinking, he tried his best to chat with Crowe. small talk.

However, Crowe was as indifferent as ever, basically not saying a word.

It wasn't the first time that Crowe was controlled by the red-bearded Barbarossa in the name of protecting safety. In the past, when encountering a situation like today's, Barbarossa would not be so honest as to hand over the benefits to him.

Crowe dealt with Hutcherson a few perfunctory words, but couldn't bear William's gaze and expression, and finally said to him sullenly, "Why are you staring at me all the time?"

"I can't help it. The captain ordered me to watch you and protect your safety. I'm really worried that if I don't take care of you at a glance, you will become bloody. How can I talk to the captain? Confession?" William pursed his lips and said in a strange way.

He was provoking Crowe on purpose, and it seemed to be working well. Crowe stood up immediately after hearing this, and rushed to William. William also stood up straight, holding the handle of the scimitar, looking eager to try.

It's just that there was another Hutcherson in the room. Obviously, he would not just sit back and watch the physical conflict between the two, so he quickly inserted himself between the two who were at war with swords, and it took a lot of talking to calm them down.

Hutcherson stayed in the room as if sitting on a needle cushion for an unknown amount of time. The sound of fighting outside finally gradually disappeared. After the sound of fighting disappeared for a long time, the sound of heavy footsteps came from far and near from the side aisle of the ship into the house.

Although the Redbeard Pirates in the famous town of Donghai are unlikely to capsize in the gutter, the three people in the house still couldn't help raising their vigilance.

It wasn't until Haireddin's ferocious bald head protruded from behind the door that the three of them relaxed again.

Hayreddin kept swinging the blood-soaked scimitar. After entering the room, he only glanced at William and Hutcherson, then turned his attention to the ugly-looking Crowe, and said casually: "The battle is over, you Now you can count the loot."

William's previous behavior successfully angered Crowe, and Hayreddin's casual attitude at this time was also regarded by Crowe as contempt.

Impulsively, he satirized, not without resentment: "'Finally' is over, and I don't know how much spoils will be left this time."

Hayreddin didn't know what happened in the cabin before, but he was obviously not a magnanimous person, let alone treat the offenses of others as a breeze, on the contrary, he was almost ready to take revenge.

Although Crowe's tone was strictly speaking bad, Hayreddin narrowed his eyes dangerously, grinned, and showed a malicious smile: "Why, do you have an opinion?"

In fact, after finishing what Crowe said just now, he regretted it in his heart. As long as he stayed on the ship of the Redbeard Pirates for a while, he actually knew that among the three redbeard brothers, although Hayreddin was the weakest, he was the strongest. not to be trifled.

Maybe it's because he is the youngest of the three brothers, so he is the most favored, maybe it's because of the impact of the disfigurement caused by the accident, in short, all these lead to his surly temperament, violent and irritable, often Punishment for trivial matters, even killing the enemy and even the crew.

When he was angry, he didn't care what Crow's identity was.

Crowe wanted to succumb, but he seemed to be able to feel the mocking gaze from the "hate" William behind him.

This made him feel a little bit embarrassed, his lips trembled, but he didn't respond immediately, but when it fell into Hayreddin's eyes, it took on another meaning.

"It seems that I really have an opinion!" Hayreddin became a little smirk.

He tilted his head and looked at Crowe for a while, then suddenly turned to William and Hutcherson and said, "Hold him down!"

Without saying a word, Hutcherson stepped forward and grabbed one of Crowe's arms. William was a little slower to react, but imitated the former and restrained Crowe's other arm from behind.

Crowe struggled subconsciously. William really didn't expect that his strength was not small, especially when his five fingers subconsciously grabbed William's arm, it hurt William's grasp. It seemed that he had specially exercised his fingers. the power of.

It's just that Crowe only resisted at the beginning, and then he became honest. In terms of strength and ability, Hayreddin is not a great figure even in the East China Sea. The "red beard" Barbarossa standing behind him is It is a truly terrifying existence.

Count Arcadio, the master behind Crowe, even with a sea tower stone to protect him, was still worried when he met Barbarossa, not to mention Crowe.

Hayreddin represents the will of Barbarossa, and the Redbeard Pirates have never been a place of freedom and democracy. They offended Barbarossa's majesty, and there is only one result, which is death!

What's more, Crowe was not sure about escaping from the hands of William, Hutcherson, and Hayreddin. In view of this, Crowe didn't struggle much, so as not to cause more intense conflicts. At that time, there was really no redemption. room for it.

Under Haileding's instruction, Hutcherson and William forcefully pressed Crowe to kneel on the ground. At this moment, Crowe didn't care about face, looked up at Hailedin, and forced himself to calm down: "Hailei Mr. Ding, you know who I am, you can't kill me."

"Of course I know who you are, and I won't kill you," Hayreddin grinned. "But you probably forgot who you are, so I'm going to teach you again."

As soon as Haileding finished speaking, he swung the scimitar fiercely, and the blade slammed into Crowe's face.

With a crisp sound of "snap", Crowe involuntarily tilted his head, and the huge force even threw the glasses on the bridge of his nose out, and the place where the scimitar was drawn swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You are also a pirate now, put away your pretentious aristocratic demeanor," Hayreddin looked at Crowe who lowered his head, "Remember your identity, don't forget the order of dignity on the ship, pay attention to those who talk to me Tone!"

Hayreddin stabbed at him again, and this time Crowe spit out blood, with a few teeth mixed in it.

"You are the quartermaster of the ship. The captain and other crew members fight to the death in the front, but you complain about the spoils in the back?"

After another slash, Crowe's mouth was covered with blood, and his face was red and swollen. Only then did Hayreddin motion for William and Hutcherson to let go.

Crowe propped his hands on the ground, panting heavily on the ground, he didn't dare to look up, because even if he didn't look in the mirror, he knew that his eyes must be full of resentment that could be seen at a glance.

The physical pain is nothing, but the psychological humiliation is what really impresses Crowe, but no matter how hard he feels in his heart, he can only endure it at this time.

William and Hutcherson glanced at each other, then looked at Haireddin.

The grim-faced fat man seemed to be still angry. He glanced at Crowe with disgust, and ordered to the two of them: "Isn't he very concerned about counting the loot? You two carry him over to complete your 'work'!"

When he mentioned the word "work", his tone was not without sarcasm.

Hutcherson shrugged his shoulders at William, with a slightly schadenfreude expression on his face, and Crowe was embarrassed this time.

William didn't care about it at this time. When he squatted down to support Crowe's shoulders, he noticed that the opponent's fist was tightly clenched, and the knuckles turned white, and the nails seemed to sink into the flesh.