Reborn As a Pirate

Night, blast.

Kenya is located in the tropics, so it won’t be too cold even in winter, but at the same time, she is on the monsoon belt, and the vast grasslands are blown by the wind in four seasons. These natural messengers will always stay here every turn, roaring and wandering.

The bullfighting plan designed by two talented students, Faraming and Hashim, is being implemented in an orderly manner.

At 17:10, Hashim completed the joint with Faramin with a drink in his hand. After some insults, he was kicked out by the master like every black slave who lived a poor life.

Almost everyone in Black Gold heard Faraming's haughty instigation. He asked Hashem to spend the night in the field outside the fort. As long as he was not taken away by wild animals when the sun rose tomorrow, he had to pay for his life before 9 o'clock. The host prepares a hearty breakfast.

At 18:40, Mr. Howard Johnson, who had shown his majesty on the slave, washed himself off, put on new clothes, and went to the garden of the city hall to find fragrance in a refreshed manner.

At 19:20, the hotel sent the dinner for two to the suite, only to see the beautiful and exotic female guard standing alone in the empty boudoir, as if she was familiar with all this, and her expression and actions did not reveal the slightest dissatisfaction.

She asked the servant to put the dinner outside the door, and explained in unfamiliar Portuguese that Mr. Howard Johnson did not like his maid to be in contact with men, especially when he was not around.

At 20:30, the dinner plate reappeared outside the door, which was closed tightly. The food on the plate is eaten clean, and the plate itself is wiped clean and neatly stacked.

Immediately afterwards, at exactly 22 o'clock, Sanmei Xiao opened her eyes in the dark living room, and started to push open the closed window lattice.

The wind blows the moonlight into the house, and the hazy silver foil is plated on every corner of the field of vision. In Xiao Sanmei's eyes, the lush coastline, the winding cliffs and the boundless sea with wind and waves are outlined.

The castle was built on a narrow protruding part of the cliff, and the designer made full use of the space. There is still a certain amount of space in the front and back for people to gather and disperse, and the left and right are almost close to the edge of the cliff.

The window of the luxury suite faces north, and the distance between that direction and the cliff is only three meters away. There are sparse trees planted there, which are obviously not harmful to driving on the aisle, but looking out from the room, it is very easy for people to feel that they are facing the abyss The illusion of standing.

Xiao Sanmei felt this illusion now.

She smiled disdainfully, and jumped onto the window sill, which was only about the width of a fist, letting the gust of wind blow against her face, her clothes fluttering, and she remained motionless.

Immediately she jumped up again, stretched her body in mid-air, and gently pinched the top of the window with her seemingly weak palm.

The window was not locked at a certain angle, and the flap made of thin iron sheets was not strong enough to bear the weight of a person, but she was hanging on it, and from the moment she grabbed the window sill, the entire window The window is as stable and still as if cast a holding spell, only shaking the skin to convey the overwhelmed status quo with difficulty and honesty.

She clung to the window sill with one hand, turned over in the air, and changed to grasping it with both hands. While holding onto the window, she began to climb, using the concave and convex window sills as the stress point, and stood on the sill easily.

She got up from the platform and stood up. The height difference of more than three meters between the second floor and the third floor was easily smoothed out.

She exerted force delicately with the arch of her foot, and the opened window was slowly closed, and she leaned firmly against the stone wall, bringing the three-story facing window to her.

The window was tightly closed, and Sanmei Xiao pulled out the Emei thorn from the leather sheath on her thigh, held the other hand back, thrust the sharp blade into the gap of the window, and opened the lock of the window with a single twitch.

But the window didn't open with the lock. It was half-hidden and couldn't see what was going on. Sanmei Xiao lay by the window and listened softly, but unfortunately she couldn't hear any sound inside the house.

The window under her feet fell, and she knew it was time to pry open the window and climb into the house.

This is an ordinary room for two, without too many special decorations, and there is no one in the room. But both beds obviously have owners, and one of them has the habit of keeping a diary.

Sanmei Xiao opened the diary as a matter of course, only to find that it was written in Portuguese...

whispering sound,

Portuguese people keep their diaries in Portuguese, what is there to write. Depressedly, she closed the diary again, stepped lightly to the door, and listened to the movement outside the door through the door.

It turned out badly...

There were indeed no patrolling soldiers she was worried about outside the door, but the noise in the aisle was comparable to that of the market, or even worse.

Those people were full of wine, and they yelled all kinds of strange things with their tongues. The Portuguese language was still raging on the eardrums, and it was difficult to distinguish even the most basic words and sentences.

I need a translator. She wrinkled her nose and muttered to herself, turned around and repeated the trick, and went up from the third floor to the fourth floor, and even closed the window on the third floor.

The good news is that there are people in the room on the fourth floor. The bad news is that there are a lot of people in it. Excluding the possibility of a person having multiple voices and talking to himself, there are at least three.

Sanmei Xiao lay motionless outside the window sill, her petite body was like a gecko, quietly waiting for a hunting opportunity that might never come.

She maintained this movement for nearly ten minutes, and just when she was about to give up, she finally heard the most complicated short sentence that she could understand at once: Adeus, ruder.

Goodbye, brother.

Xiao Sanmei's spirit was lifted, and she became more concentrated listening to the wall, and she heard the sound of the door opening and closing.

Three voices became one, talking to themselves not far from the window.

Xiao Sanmei made up the appearance of the room in her mind.

From the opening and closing of the door to the movement of the people in the room, and the position where he stopped talking to himself, she guessed that the room on the fourth floor has a similar structure to the luxury suite on the second floor, and it is about the size of the double dormitory on the third floor. Five to six preparations.

She pried open the window in the same way, grabbed the window sill with one hand, and hid herself under the window, and then she opened the window.

The window opened a crack, and was quickly blown wide by the night wind. There was the sound of papers rattling in the room. The man stood up cursing, probably thinking that he forgot to lock the window.

The man leaned out and wanted to pull the window back. In the process, he leaned forward, leaned out of the window, and met Xiao Sanmei's eyes unprepared.

Third Sister muttered softly, raised her arms vertically, and pinched the junction of the man's jaw and neck before the man could shout.

She stood firmly on the window sill, half kneeling on the window sill, her eyes were at the same height as the man.

Don't struggle, don't resist, don't call for help, since I can see you in this way, I'm sure that you won't make any sound. But I promise, nothing is better than your active silence.

The man nodded hastily.

Great, you understand English, this is the best answer I heard tonight. Xiao Sanmei loosened her grip on her jaw a little bit, Please answer me in English, you know Paulieta Fei Stilano?

Know...know.

Where does he live?

He's in...my...opposite room, but you need to go through the aisle. There are at least six or seven people gathered there.

Opposite? Call him to your room.

I can't do it, ma'am. The man smiled wryly, He is the vice-captain of the second team, and I am the captain of the third team. We have no affiliation, and he will not accept my orders.

Xiao Sanmei frowned in dissatisfaction, and suddenly swept her sleeves in front of the man, and the Emei thorn flew out, leaped over 10 meters, and hit the clock with a precise sound, just right at the small window on the top of the clock that said time.

I'll let you go, but if you dare to call, I won't bother you.

Yes, ma'am...