I opened an orphanage in Pirates

Port El Baf Coast

The skinny man looked at the surrounding scene and was a little disgusted. He didn't disembark. These mercenaries were enough. He didn't want to risk himself. Let these desperate guys do these dangerous things. He will be the capable subordinate of the president of the chamber of commerce in the future, if there is an accident here, it will not be worth the loss.

The skinny man gave a few simple instructions to the mercenaries, telling them to work quickly and catch that brat early so that he can go back to work.

Afterwards, those mercenaries marched towards the forest.

The thin man then turned around and returned to the bed cabin. Fortunately, the God of Plague followed him, otherwise it would be embarrassing for him to stay with a pirate.

The skinny man has already given that photo to the group of guys. If they act quickly, they may be able to complete the task in less than a day. That is the best. Leave this ghost place early. If you are unlucky, a giant will come If so, then he will definitely send people to leave without saying a word.

The mercenaries marching in the forest also had different expressions, but their eyes were all focused on the man at the end of the line.

It was a man with long black hair, and a silver gun was pinned to his waist. He didn't seem to have any expression on his face, and he didn't seem to want to communicate with a few people at all. The mercenaries who had passed through the battlefield all shivered.

However, everyone chose to ignore him, after all, there was no need to provoke this guy.

The man with the gun said:

"When we get there by then, just grab it right away?"

The man with the sword hanging around his waist seemed a little amused by what his companion said:

"If you shoot the gun at that time, the Holy Mother might not dare to move. Why do so many of us come here? Just grab that bastard and leave."

"What about the others? Need to fix it?"

"Why do you do things other than missions? But if they don't understand people, then give them a little bit of trouble."

Another man with a big knife said:

"It's better not to hurt children. I was also raised in an orphanage when I was young."

"Hmph, why are you pretending to be a good person at this time, such a kind of holy mother, do you think it will be a good person? Maybe you are doing something."

The man with the sword seemed to be smiling faintly, and continued:

"This kind of guy, under this guise, looking for some benefits, no benefits, whoever does such an idiotic thing, is like a virgin, a virgin whore is almost the same, but being able to open an orphanage here shows that this guy is not stupid. An insidious old fox. Talking to this kind of person is a bit troublesome, but there are so many of us, it is definitely enough, such an old fox should have hidden a lot of good things, what do you think?"

"Yo, you are indeed the one with the darkest heart."

"Let's talk about it first, each according to his own ability."

"Of course, this is our rule."

The long-haired man who walked at the end didn't join their conversation either, but just started to look around, as if looking for something.

This long-haired man always feels that someone around him is watching him, and this feeling of being watched is very serious.

Moreover, it stands to reason that they have already traveled for a while, and the location of the other party's orphanage must have been chosen in a safer place, but he did not hear the sound of children playing.

It's a little strange, but logically, you should be able to hear it.

The mercenaries also seemed to feel a little strange, they thought they could find the orphanage soon.

The long-haired man's ears trembled slightly, as if he heard what he wanted to hear.

Obviously, the mercenaries heard it too, and they immediately headed in that direction.

As they approached, the voice became more and more clear:

"Throw, throw, throw the handkerchief, gently put it behind the kid, please don't tell him~......"

It can be heard that a group of children are playing there, and the children's voices are obvious, but when everyone rushed to the source of the sound, they were horrified to find that there was no one here, and the sound suddenly stopped when they came. end.

Everyone frowned.

"Hey, at that time just now, if those children ran away, would we not notice?"

"Are you hallucinating?"

"Impossible, we all heard it clearly."

"Tch, little trick, deceit, those children should be nearby, if you find them, you can let them lead the way, if you are lucky, you can directly meet the little guy we are looking for."

The long-haired man is at the back, holding his hands in his arms, his eyebrows raised slightly, it is very strange, this forest is very strange.

Let's move on together:

"Should we look for them separately? Maybe they're playing hide-and-seek?"

"This forest is relatively safe. Let's go separately. There are no traces of giants nearby. Everyone gather here in 15 minutes."

"Row."

After saying that, several mercenaries left in one direction. As for the long-haired man, no one cares about him.

The long-haired man didn't decide where to go, but began to carefully observe the nearby ground. It seemed that there were no traces of trampling, but from the previous voice, there should be many children.

The long-haired man obviously felt that something was wrong. He looked around vigilantly. A gust of wind blew and the leaves rustled, which made the long-haired man feel something was wrong.

He quietly placed his hand on the gun at his waist.

The long-haired man felt that this place was not as simple as just giants, it seemed a bit haunted here.

The long-haired man stood up slowly, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly. He seemed to realize what he was doing, so he quickly covered his mouth, with an expression of displeasure on his face, and muttered in a low voice:

"Damn it, the aftereffects there are still not relieved, that guy, really Gu..."

The long-haired man was Rorchet who once belonged to the cadre group of the Furious Pirates.

Rorchet's face actually tends to be tough, but his cheekbones are higher. He looked around at the mercenaries who had gone away. He didn't give them too much attention. He didn't want to pay attention to those idiots, but suddenly he felt Suddenly, he turned around suddenly, but there was nothing.

Rorchet felt that he was a little nervous now.

He rubbed his temples, constantly reminding himself of his main purpose this time.

Rorchet kept his hand on the gun at his waist, and he decided to wait for the mercenaries to come back.

However, he felt that the sense of peeping around him seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

This strong feeling of uneasiness only lasted for a few seconds, and soon disappeared, as if he also realized that Rorchet had noticed them.