Pirate's Strongest Passerby

As soon as the words came out, unkind glances suddenly came from the surrounding people. Everyone stared at Chu Feng with an angry look, eager to eat him.please()

The atmosphere instantly became tense, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Drake was also slightly taken aback, and glanced at Chu Feng, and then looked at Hawkins again, with a few traces of brilliance in his eyes, bright and hot.

"you?"

Hawkins paused obviously, then continued to lay out the cards and said:

"The new member of the Drake Pirates, "Passerby"?

Beihai has heard a lot of rumors about you recently. "

"what?!"

The faces of the warlocks behind Hawkins suddenly changed, and their eyes glanced at Chu Feng with some confusion. One of the pirate warlocks suddenly said in surprise:

"Could he be the vicious pirate "Passenger A" who is said to have blown up an island?"

"Isn't that true? I heard that he pushed twelve major generals to the ground and rubbed them..."

The other shook his head in denial.

"Your information is wrong. It is said that he looted all the residents of Christon Island, and even used a general to sacrifice the flag!"

Another warlock said even more exaggeratedly.

"Snapped!"

One of them slapped the guy who spoke in front of him, and the latter looked at him tearfully, and the other party scolded:

"You don't even think about who the Admiral is. How could he be used to sacrifice the flag?"

Chu Feng and Drake looked at each other, their eyes full of helplessness.

In the past, Chu Feng didn't quite believe what others said about how terrible it was to spread lies. It was only now that Chu Feng realized the "rumors" from the pirates in front of him. Some of the news had been deliberately tampered with, and the essence had completely changed.

The fierce argument gradually stopped, and Hawkins still calmly shuffled the playing cards in his hand. Then he turned over a card. The picture on the card was a ghost-faced Shura wearing a cloak, holding a sickle sword in his hand. , looking lifeless.

When he saw this playing card, his pupils shrank obviously, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying, his face was a little panicked, and it was fleeting.

His tone was a little trembling: "Is the winning rate... 0?"

Hawkins reshuffled the cards several times in a row, and the divination straw shook like a torch, pulling the playing cards, and then he unfolded the cards to see that it was still Ghost Face Shura!

While feeling surprised, Hawkins couldn't help but shed a trace of cold sweat on his forehead.

He couldn't help raising his eyes to look at Chu Feng, his gaze was like a torch, as if he had made a big decision, and he sighed after a long time:

"Your challenge, I do not accept."

"..." Chu Feng.

Chu Feng was speechless, and was rejected when he challenged others for the first time.

But the corner of Drake's mouth slightly raised next to him, as if he knew it earlier.

"There's no need for that, is there?

Isn't it a fight?

I know the severity of punches,

I promise you that,

Definitely won't kill you. "

Chu Feng became anxious all of a sudden. The person sitting in front of him was one of the supernovas of the extremely evil generation. Why was he sitting on the pavilion saying he would stop playing?

But no matter how tempting Chu Feng offered him, Hawkins refused.

"Well, how about I give you ten tricks?"

Chu Feng's tone was quite begging.

Hawkins glanced at Chu Feng and remained silent.

Then began to shuffle, spread, and spread out, all of which are so natural and logical.

However, when he saw the image on the card clearly, his face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he suddenly saw ghosts and gods. His eyes were fixed on the card in his hand. Finally, he sighed, shook his head heavily, and said:

"It is impossible for me to accept your challenge,

It is impossible in this life. "

Chu Feng's eyes opened suddenly, and a few strands of disappointment flashed across his face, and then a wry smile emerged from the corner of his mouth, feeling frustrated.

A look of "Sure enough" flashed across Drake's face. He glanced at Hawkins gently, feeling even more unfathomable about the authenticity of Hawkins' divination.

The pirate warlocks had been following Hawkins for some time, and they could more or less hear some mysterious things. Their ashen faces were mixed with some doubts, and they looked at Chu Feng suspiciously, and their moods were ups and downs, like a stormy sea.

"Do you really not accept it?"

Chu Feng was a little unwilling, and asked again.

"Not accepted."

Hawkins answered firmly.

He has never made a mistake in divination. For an object whose winning rate is always "0" no matter how divination can be defeated, in Hawkins' memory, except for people who appear 100% dead, Chu Feng is the only one who keeps " Invariantism" object.

Even for a strong player like Drake, Hawkins' winning rate is 47.81%. Although it does not exceed 50%, Hawkins does not feel that he cannot master the 47.81% winning rate in actual combat.

But if the target is Chu Feng, it will be completely different.

Hawkins has a 0% chance of defeating Chu Feng.

In other words, no matter whether Chu Feng asked him to move a hundred moves or a thousand moves, Hawkins' winning rate was still 0.

In Hawkins' dictionary of divination, such people are called "invariants".

Chu Feng is a peak that he cannot reach.

Therefore, Hawkins decisively refused the challenge issued by Chu Feng. There was nothing to hesitate about. He would not make fun of his own life because of impulsiveness like ordinary people.

Especially for fortune tellers like him who can see through fate, ordinary people cherish their lives even more.

"That's such a pity."

For an opponent who has no fighting spirit, Chu Feng has no intention of forcing the opponent to fight with him, but Chu Feng really felt a burst of disappointment.

"Let's go, Dragon Man."

Chu Feng's face turned slightly gloomy, then he turned around and jumped back to the black two-masted ship, followed by Drake.

Immediately afterwards, the black ship turned the rudder, the sails beat and sailed away slowly, and the water surface rippled layer by layer.

"Captain!" the man with the whip braid shouted: "That guy was talking nonsense in front of you just now. Are you letting them go like this?"

"What else can we do if we don't let them go? The hexagrams don't lie. This man is far from what you and I imagined."

Hawkins raised his eyebrows and glanced at the man with whipped braids, his eyes gleaming. He stared at the man with whipped braids, and swallowed his words as soon as they reached his throat.

He gritted his teeth and kept silent, with a look of anger on his face, quite a bit resentful.

Hawkins waved his hand, and the poker cards in front of him immediately swayed under the pull of the rice pole, like dancing snakes, making a soft flipping sound.

After a while, the rice poles gradually stopped, and several playing cards were automatically turned over at the same time. Each playing card had a uniform pattern of a goddess wearing a golden armor.

Everyone was startled suddenly, their hearts were beating wildly, they couldn't help but hold their breath, and their eyes were all focused on the playing cards.

"What kind of hexagram is this?!"

All the sorcerers stared at the cards and asked stupidly.

Hawkins stared, then slowly spread away, exhaled softly, and said helplessly:

"Goddess of Victory... Even the balance is completely in your favor.

What a dangerous and mysterious guy..."

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