A Pirate's Counting Life

Shirley grabbed the unconscious Mark, put him on her shoulders, and used the Moon Step to fly towards the warship.

"Liya, I want to eat meat!"

Throwing Mark on the deck, Shirley jumped up to Ophelia, grabbed her hand and shook it.

"Okay, I'll do it for you when I get the master back to the house."

Ophelia nodded gently to Shirley, slowly came to Mark's side, and carried him back to the house in a princess hug.

Shirley followed Ophelia step by step, constantly urging her, "Just leave him there. Mark's physique is too strong and he won't die."

Ophelia turned a deaf ear to Shirley's nagging, carefully cleaned up the blood stains for Mark, covered herself with the quilt, slowly got up and walked outside.

"Oh yeah! Eat meat! Eat meat!"

Shirley pushed Ophelia behind excitedly. After the two left, Mark slowly opened his eyes and looked at the brown ceiling in a daze.

The battle with Shirley made him realize that his control over domineering was not enough. Before, he was happily thinking about turning on the random killing mode when he became an adult and became domineering.

But now Shirley has taught him a lesson. Even if you are extremely domineering and cannot effectively control every bit of domineering, you will only end up defeated when you meet a master.

Mark rested for two hours and gradually recovered his strength. Just as he was about to get up, he heard a knock at the door.

"please come in"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ophelia came in with some food. Mark felt a little embarrassed when he thought about how he looked just now. Ophelia put the food on the table and said softly.

"My lord, I specially stewed a turtle for you, come and try it."

"Um... turtle? Is this how you make it up?"

Mark picked up the spoon and served himself a bowl of soup. After drinking it in one gulp, he showed a comfortable expression on his face.

“Liya, the food you make is so delicious!”

After drinking the turtle soup, Mark felt that his body felt much better, and he looked at Ophelia with some confusion.

"Liya, are you taking this as a food supplement?"

Ophelia was slightly stunned, although she didn't know why Mark knew this, but she nodded and said softly, "One of my ancestors was an imperial chef and left some recipes."

"I didn't expect you, Liya, to be from a famous family, unlike me who has nothing but this handsome body."

Mark touched his scarred face narcissistically, showing a melancholy look in his eyes. Ophelia covered her mouth and chuckled, narrowed her eyes and said softly.

"My lord, what an interesting man"

看着举止优雅的奥菲丽雅，马克心中有些可惜，要是早两年遇见对方该多好，和那个爱吃肉爱揍男友的暴力雪莉一比奥菲丽雅简直就是女神

But the order of appearance is sometimes really important. Mark thought about the cute and cute Shirley, and then thought about his rough scarred face. It was estimated that no one except Shirley would take a fancy to him.

Mark held the dinner plate in his hand and nodded slightly to Ophelia, "I heard a saying before."

Ophelia stared at Mark with her gentle eyes, seeming to be waiting for the next step. Mark coughed twice, moistened his throat and said softly.

"Elegance never goes out of style, I think this sentence suits you very well"

"Elegance never goes out of style..."

Ophelia lowered her head and repeated it softly, with a smile on her lips and said slowly

"It's indeed good, but I still prefer the Lord's words that I am the only one in heaven and under heaven."

After Ophelia said that, she imitated Shirley's movements and pointed her fingers to the sky and the ground. The corners of Mark's mouth twitched slightly, and he secretly said in his heart that he had gone crazy again.

When he thought of the scene in the future where Shirley and Ophelia stood in the air and shouted that they were the only ones in the world, he felt his scalp numb. Just thinking about that scene was quite embarrassing.

However, the two of them thought it was pretty good. Mark secretly cursed himself for being a bitch. Ophelia looked at Mark with a gloomy expression and said with some confusion.

"My lord, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"No...no"

Mark shook his head and decided not to think about it anymore. It wasn’t that he had anything to worry about anyway.

He decided not to call out the name of his moves in the future, so that others wouldn't know whether he was using a big move or a flat A move.

Mark now feels a sense of embarrassment when he thinks about the scene where he yelled about the crescent sky on a desert island. The warship sailed for five days and finally arrived at Jiwa Island.

Looking at the outline of the island in the distance, Mark felt relieved. It was not an easy thing to float on the sea all the time.

He decided to relax after landing ashore. As soon as he approached the port, Mark saw two pirate ships.

The originally lively port suddenly became a bustling place after seeing Mark's warship. The warship slowly docked at the port.

As soon as Mark got off the warship, a man with yellow hair combing his hair like an airplane walked towards him with a step that he didn't recognize and said arrogantly.

"Hey! Do you know that this is Lord Corgi's territory?"

"so?"

Mark looked at Huang Mao strangely, and before he could answer, he hit him on the head with a flying finger gun.

Warm blood splashed on the faces of the surrounding pirates. Mark shrugged and said frivolously, "Is he always so brave? Don't you know that the navy and pirates are natural enemies?"

"You...how dare you kill him! You are finished! Mr. Corgi will not let you go!"

A pirate pointed at Mark in horror, his feet shaking constantly. Mark ignored him and turned his head to Shirley beside him.

"Use your sense of perception to understand where the so-called Corgi is?"

Shirley nodded slowly and saw that the domineering power instantly covered the entire island, and soon she felt a huge light spot in the center of the town.

"Weaker than that Mondo, probably as strong as an elite major general."

Shirley shook her head in disappointment, and Mark raised his eyebrows and said in displeasure, "A major general dares to dominate here."

Slowly pulled out the Blood Sakura from his waist, and slashed two flying slashes at the two pirate ships, cutting them into two pieces.

Looking at the supplies sliding into the sea, Mark waved his hand coldly.

"Go and salvage everything for me."

The navy behind them looked at each other, murmured a few Chinese quintessences in a low voice, and then jumped into the sea like dumplings to salvage supplies.

He casually killed several pirates who wanted to escape. Mark walked in front with his coat of justice fluttering in the wind. He was followed by two beauties and a hundred well-trained sailors behind him.

He felt like a dandy. Some residents on both sides of the street were happy and some were afraid after seeing Mark.

"You're the one who killed me, boy?"

A 1.5-meter-tall dwarf holding a scimitar looked at Mark with disdain, put the scimitar on the ground and said frivolously.

"I hate it when someone is taller than me! Kneel down!"

After saying that, Corgi threw a smoke bomb at Mark, and then slowly walked around to Mark's left side. Just as he was about to make a sneak attack, he was kicked out by the big black foot.

Feeling the huge force coming from his chest, Corgi rolled his eyes in the air twice before landing smoothly, turned around and ran towards the back of the town.

Getting ready to go out to sea on the boat he had reserved, Mark watched Corgi's short legs move at an incredible frequency, and he had already run 200 meters away in just a few seconds.

"Are you sure it's him?"

Mark glanced at Shirley sideways and said speechlessly after seeing the other party nodding, "This is too bad, I feel that at most it is only a major."

Shirley rolled her eyes and ignored Mark. She turned around and went to a barbecue stall and ordered five hundred skewers of mutton for herself. She picked up the overturned chair and sat on it to wait for the barbecue.

"Liya, take people to wipe out all the pirates in the town."

After saying that, Mark chased Corgi. In this moment, the opponent was almost out of sight.