Pirate: My villain's identity is exposed

Lauberon took out the permanent pointer and stood in the control room, commanding Wrightson to adjust the direction of the Sinister at any time.

The sea currents surged, and the Sinister did not escape the circulating currents, but was sent back to its original place, as if it had entered a strange circle.

Lauberon frowned slightly, his expression serious.

The second trip to sea was declared a failure.

Kom leaned on the ship's hull, looked at the seabirds flying freely in the sky, and said, "It would be great if it could fly, then following the currents would not be a problem."

Sherlock and Laurent looked at Colm at the same time.

Colm swallowed, his legs began to shake, and he raised his hands: "I...I...I was wrong."

"No, you're right."

Lauberon held the permanent pointer tightly and said: "It is impossible to find out the law of circulating ocean currents in a short time, but if you don't want to return to the original point, breaking through from the sky is a good way."

"It seems that explorers are not useless."

Sherlock patted Colm on the shoulder, and Colm sat down on the ground.

He breathed a sigh of relief, glad that he didn't have to change his pants again.

Staying with a pirate with a bounty of 4 million, the psychological pressure is so great... Colm looked at Sherlock carefully, fearing that he would suddenly point the revolver at his head and make a hole inexplicably.

Laubron looked at Wrightson: "Can the hull of the Sinister be able to withstand the explosion?"

"Of course, the film I coated can even withstand the bombs thrown by Lieutenant General Garp!"

Wrightson looked confident.

Sherlock immediately understood what Lauberon meant. He glanced at Colm and reminded: "Go back to the cabin."

Colm didn't dare to disobey Sherlock's instructions now and trotted into the cabin.

On the deck, Lauberon quietly observed, waiting for the opportunity.

He looked down at the ripples of the water, then looked up at the white clouds floating in the sky, judged the direction of the wind, and directed Wrightson to turn the ship's bow and prepare to go out to sea for the third time.

A breeze blew by, and Lauberon snapped his fingers several times.

bang bang bang-

The explosion sounded.

The air around the Sinister exploded, and the shock wave of the explosion directly rushed the Sinister into the sky.

"Right now."

Laubron looked at Wrightson, who nodded and pressed the green button. The circular hole door at the stern opened, continuously sucking the wind in, forming a vortex polar wind cannon.

The wind cannon was fired, directly increasing the speed of the Sinister by 30 times, causing it to fly instantly.

Go in the direction the permanent pointer points.

This time it bypasses the circulating currents directly.

inside the cabin.

Kom saw seabirds and white clouds flying past the window. He approached the window curiously and suddenly discovered that the entire Sinister ship was floating in the air. He felt the little angel waving to him again and fainted.

"Hahahaha, so exciting."

Wrightson laughed.

Lauberon also showed a confident smile.

The corner of Shylock's mouth rose, and he cursed in his heart. If Lauburon didn't like killing, he would still be a very reliable person. This is why he sold Aaron and kept Lauburon.

The Sinister flew in the sky for more than 20 minutes before landing on the sea, causing a huge wave.

Sherlock is now able to avoid the sea water flexibly and will not let himself fall into the dilemma of being swallowed by the sea water again.

Under Wrightson's control, the Sinister finally stabilized its figure.

Lauberon took out the drawing and marked the Tata Savage Island on the map: "Captain, please give this island a name."

Sherlock hesitated for a second: "Why do you want me to name it?"

"For when we come back, this island will be your property."

Lauberon smiled knowingly.

Sherlock sweatdropped. He was about to refuse. Colonialism was not his style.

Wrightson rushed out: "I'll come, I'll come. If you don't want the island, give it to me. I'll transform everyone into cyborgs, hahaha."

Sherlock couldn't help but kicked Wrightson away.

Lauberon smiled and stared at Sherlock, his eyes seemed to say, if you don't want it, the island will be mine. You know I like killing people.

"Island of Taita."

Sherlock spit out three words.

Laobran was stunned, nodded, and marked these three words on the map.

"Congratulations, captain, for owning your first private island. The minerals on the island will definitely bring us a steady stream of wealth."

Sherlock shook his head and walked into the cabin.

Colm had just woken up and saw Sherlock coming in with a gloomy face. He was instantly frightened and asked cautiously: "Hero, are you feeling unwell?"

"I'll give you a boat and you can leave."

Sherlock said.

"boat?"

Colm asked excitedly.

Sherlock nodded slightly, took out a lollipop from his pocket and handed it to Colm.

Kom took the candy tremblingly: "No hint?"

"..."

Sherlock instantly wanted to beat him again. Colm looked like a gentle man, but every time he spoke, he had the attribute of wanting to be beaten.

"Really let me leave?"

Colm asked.

"Well, didn't you say before that you always wanted to leave but couldn't? Now that we have passed through the circulating ocean current, you can go wherever you want. You are free."

Sherlock explained.

Kom's mouth opened up incredibly. He rushed out of the cabin and saw a different scenery.

"Great! I'm finally out!"

Kom shouted happily.

Lauberon stood behind him silently: "I think you are very smart. Are you interested in joining our extremely evil pirate group?"

Colm's legs immediately began to tremble again, rhythmically like springs.

"No...don't...you're joking."

Lauberon stood up straight, with a very serious expression. His left hand wearing a white glove rested on Colm's shoulder, as if I was joking?

"Don't scare him. He will have to change his pants again soon. How can there be so many pants for him to change?"

Wrightson laughed.

Sherlock also walked out of the cabin. He glanced at Lauburon. Lauburon retracted his hand sensibly and made a gesture of invitation gracefully.

Colm poked his head out of the Sinister and saw a small boat.

"Sherlock, do you really let me go?"

he asked, working up the courage.

Sherlock nodded: "Otherwise, why would we bring you out? Can you still help us save the little Titan?"

Wrightson laughed: "With Colm's courage, he still saves people, hahaha, I guess I need to prepare a boatload of pants."

Kom blushed: "I...I...I am really an explorer, an explorer hired by Leah Nano Company. I am the only member of our expedition team left now. I have to go back and explain the situation. I also have a lovely The child was just born, oh, no, he should have been born for a year, I have been out for a year, I don’t know if he will still remember me when I go back."

Wrightson immediately stopped smiling: "You have a child?"

Kom nodded: "Yes, I have a child and a wife, but my wife is not beautiful, she is just ordinary."

He heard that pirates like to plunder beautiful women and take them on board for entertainment, so he specifically stated that his wife was not good-looking.

Sherlock nodded in understanding: "Go, Roberton, give him a map, a permanent pointer, water and food, and let him go home to reunite with his children."

Colm looked at Sherlock with emotion. He was obviously holding a lollipop in his mouth, but he exuded a very majestic aura, like a big villain who said the right thing.

Oh, no, he was originally the villain... Colm immediately put away his emotion, fearing that Sherlock would change his mind the next second and want to keep him.

The big pirate has always been moody and murderous. This is the common sense that Kom has mastered.

He hurried into the boat, and Robertson prepared everything for him according to Shylock's instructions.

Colm sat on the boat, and finally couldn't help but wave to the "big villain" on the Sinister:

"Thank you, Sherlock! Good luck!"

Sherlock turned around, leaving Colm with a cold back.

Laurent handed Sherlock a cup of coffee and said, "Captain, where should we go next?"

"The Chambord Islands."

Sherlock took a sip of coffee and felt endless aftertaste.

At this time, although Sherlock was not allowed to enter the system space, Pipicia, who was still unable to strike, reminded him helplessly: "Ding, the host has triggered a side mission, a fateful showdown in the Shampoo Islands. Please choose 1. Deal with Destiny. His son Luffy, let him go to jail 2. Provoke the world’s nobles, the Celestial Dragons, and increase the bounty.”

Sherlock touched his chin: "I choose 3."