The Evil Generation of Pirates

After hearing what Yamos said, Drake was shocked. .

Putting aside the difficulty of achieving this, if he really broke his ceiling as Yamos said, then Drake would not dare to imagine Yamos' future success.

At this moment, he seemed to see through Yamos's character, which was uncompromising.Therefore, he has been changing himself and his destiny over the years, and is even about to make his biggest reversal.

"If it succeeds..." Drake sighed, "You're going to stand up."

Yamos pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes full of confidence.

……

Under the coordination of Locke Shriver and Dolat, the island's supplies were transported to the ship, and Amos and his party boarded the flagship, the San Sal cruise ship.

Two cruise ships took the lead, followed by four cargo ships, which looked quite spectacular.

The sea was very calm today. Small waves hit the hull of the ship, but there was no reaction.Yamos, Drake, and Dorat sat on the side of the bow of the ship, with their legs hanging down over the sea.

"Huh..." Yamos breathed out towards the sea. Now the sky has darkened, the moonlight shines down, and along with the cool breeze, everything looks cold.

"It's a little cold..." Dorat wrapped his clothes tightly and rubbed his hands.

Drake smoked a cigarette: "Hey, Yamos."

Yamos and Dorat looked at Drake.

"Will our future be good?" Drake asked.

"Yes, it will be good." Yamos chuckled, and looked at the sea again, his hair being blown a little messy, "Actually, we are already walking on the road, walking on the road we like and are passionate about, no matter what As it turned out, that was enough.”

"You're right, it's actually enough." Dorat agreed.

"Hey, you guys, that's enough." Rock Shriver shouted from behind them, "The banquet is about to begin, and you still have to blow the cold wind."

Yamos turned around and jumped onto the deck, as did the other two.

"It's finally about to begin." Yamos yawned.

As soon as he finished yawning, all the lights on the cruise ship turned on one after another, as did the several ships following him, and the fleet was as bright as day.

There are many bright lights. In the dark night, the stars in the sky are much more beautiful with these lights.

The deck has been arranged, food and drinks are available, and the entire fleet has nearly [-] people spread across six ships.The banquet was officially held, and each ship had its own arrangements. Rock Shriver was fully responsible for Yamos and their ship.

The performances started first, and unexpectedly the first one was Dolat.

A tough guy like him couldn't come, so he could only show off his superb sword skills for everyone to see. The only person on the ship who could fight with Dorat was Yamos, so he stepped forward without hesitation and drew his sword to show off.

The two had a fierce game, and the swordsmanship was dazzling. The crew and the subordinates who were assigned to the cruise ship were all watching with excitement. Not many people had seen such an exciting battle.

After the warm-up, others went over one by one to perform their own unique skills. In fact, the purpose of this kind of banquet is to strengthen team communication and connection.

The inner circle of four people including Yamos, the staff of the Saint-Val Shipping Company, and the 500-person subordinates. The first thing these three groups of people have to do is to integrate together. If the gaps between them are still large, then when they arrive Bechus Island has no room for outward development.

After some activities, Yamos didn't feel very cold anymore. He went to Rock Shriver's side to pick up the wine and started drinking. There was actually a fire on the other side to barbecue, and he was not afraid of burning the boat.

"Oh, that's interesting." Yamos said as he watched two cruise ship chefs prepare a plate of sashimi in three strokes. "This technique must have been done by someone who has been a chef for at least 20 years."

"This card is... hearts... k! If you lose, go, go, go and put on a show." Rock Shriver was gambling with two of his subordinates. Of course, the newly recruited subordinates didn't know that Rock Shriver was gambling. God, with the idea of ​​​​making a fortune, he lost all his money, so he went over and performed the show.

Opportunities to be able to eat and drink freely as you please are few and far between.The wine that was brought out soon ran out, and Dolat went to take someone to get the wine.

After the deck was opened, everyone was very lively, and Amos and Drake were also infected to a certain extent. Watching these people perform some shows and let themselves go, this life is very interesting.

I don’t know when Rock Shriver arranged the fireworks. A bunch of people were eating, drinking and having fun on the front deck. Fireworks suddenly lit up on the back deck. The fireworks jumped into the sky and exploded into beautiful fireworks of various colors.

"What is this kid doing? It's so fancy." Yamos said casually as he watched several ships lighting up fireworks.

Drake and Yamos clinked glasses: "This guy has a strong sense of ceremony. We are officially starting to develop and take the first step towards world hegemony. Naturally, he wants to celebrate with a grand ceremony. You can't tell. From now on, he will celebrate every 'first' grandly. Anyway, he is too particular about everything, haha."

"Let him go. Anyway, it's quite interesting to do it this time. It will strengthen cohesion. After considering all aspects, I still support him." Yamos took a sip of wine, "Since everyone has let go today, let us also let go. I have to drink. There are only a handful of times I have been drunk over the years, and I won’t come home until I get drunk today.”

"Okay, I won't come back until I'm drunk." Derek laughed, clinked glasses with Yamos again, and started drinking heavily.

Several of the men sitting around them clapped their hands excitedly when they saw the two adults drinking so generously.

After a while, Yamos drank a bottle of wine. He threw the bottle aside and glanced at his men with fiery eyes: "Who wants to drink with me?"

"I'll come." Dorat led people to bring more than ten boxes of wine from the cabin. As soon as he came and heard Yamos saying so brazenly, he grabbed a few bottles of wine from the wine box and placed them on Yamos. In front of Moss, "I want to see who has the better drinking capacity."

This made other people even more excited, and dozens of people gathered around and shouted.

Yamos rolled his eyes: "Who can beat you, a naked drunkard?"

"What? Are you afraid? Afraid to do a striptease to cheer up everyone." Dolat provoked Yamos.

"Oh, you are still irritating me. Do you really think that I am the kind of person who will fight you to death when you provoke me?" Yamos shook his head disdainfully, then picked up a bottle of wine and bit open the cork, "Here. Come on, I have to tell you the difference today."

"Count me in." Derek also picked up a bottle of wine.

"Why don't everyone come together? There's enough wine anyway." Dolat said, picking up a bottle of wine.

Yamos said: "Stop blabbering and get on with it."

After that, he raised his head and drank, and Drake and Dolat also did the same.

The drinking spree of several people set off the atmosphere of the banquet.

The fireworks were still going off, but Rock Shriver was back. He saw Amos and the others mingling with their men, and he was lying leisurely on a recliner on the side, shaking the half-filled wine glass, humming an unknown tune.

After a while, the noisy deck became quiet.

Rock Shriver felt a little strange. He opened his eyes and found Amos, Dolat, and Drake standing in front of him, and he was surrounded by a crowd of people.

"You have a lot of leisure time, kid. As a reward, I will at least give you a few bottles of wine." Yamos smiled.

That smile looked a little sinister on Rock Shriver.

"." Yamos raised his chin.

"Yamos...I...I'm allergic to alcohol!"

Following the order, the subordinates stretched out their hands to restrain Rock Shriver. Amos pinched Rock Shriver's mouth and poured wine into him: "You kid is still allergic to alcohol. Why aren't you allergic to women? Don't think about it until I get you drunk today." Get off the deck!”

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