[comprehensive] red tide

"Ship spirit?!"

The two men spoke in unison, and their expressions looked wonderful for a moment.

Perhaps the bank manager was not involved in the shipping industry, so at most he showed a little surprise on his face, or he thought I was joking, but Parry, the boatman, stared wide-eyed and opened his mouth wide open. Boss, it looks like he is about to drop his jaw by accident.

After a while, the disbelief on the face of the boatman Parry slowly turned into admiration and yearning.

He turned his gaze far away to the dock that had long been hidden at the other end of the densely packed buildings, "Marianne's ship elf—" The tone was dreamlike and dreamlike, which was completely opposite to the rough appearance, and there was a little emotion in his eyes. A little sad.

The corner of the bank manager's mouth twitched slightly, and said, "How old are you and still believe in fairy tales?" ' looked sideways at the boatman who seemed to be in a strange situation, and after a while, gritted his teeth as if he couldn't bear it, and grunted, "Hey! Parry."

It wasn't until he was slapped heavily on the back of the vest that the wandering boatman vaguely seemed to return to his soul, "Huh?"

"Are you taking a day off today?" The bank manager's forehead burst out with veins. "If it's okay, let's continue. Today we have made an appointment to evaluate two ships for sale." When he spoke, his tone was flat, but he looked fierce when he glared at the boatman from the corner of his eyes.

As a result, Parry, the boatman, might have been used to it from the usual lessons. He was shocked all of a sudden, subconsciously puffed up his chest, and subconsciously said, "Yes!" He replied impassionedly with a loud voice.

I stood by and quietly watched their interaction, and always found it very interesting: these two people seem to have a deep friendship, and they are so familiar with each other that they automatically ignore the other people around them as soon as they talk. Listen to what they are talking about?

"Why do you bastard look reluctant?! Find a job for you, so as not to run to the casino when you are free!"

The bank manager's face was full of grimness, and the calmness and composure of his previous professional elite disappeared.

"Eh?" The boatman rubbed his hands, flustered, and argued in a low voice, "I just went to touch a few, that's all I like..."

It’s okay if he didn’t say anything, but the bank manager’s already dark face became more and more like the bottom of the pot when he opened his mouth, “What are your hobbies? I like giving money to others! Have you ever heard of those casinos in the back streets who can make a fortune?” Win?!"

"Aren't all billionaires going in and coming out penniless? It's not you who just missed losing their underwear!"

As we talked, this gentle and elegant manager when we first met was about to roll up his sleeves, "Last month, last month, and how many times before that, I don't even bother to count, can't you have a better memory?! "

"It's not as exaggerated as you said——" The boatman's voice became smaller and smaller, and his whole person also shrunk dramatically, and he was about to clump together, "Didn't the underpants not lose in the end?" Uh... eh?"

The wandering and erratic eyes suddenly met mine, and then froze. The face of the boatman Parry was flushed red at first, then blue for a while, and finally turned into maroon.

"Eh - eh?" He stuttered a few times, the eldest man looked shy (==), and suddenly couldn't speak well.

Following Parry's strange gaze, the bank manager's expression was also blank for a few seconds.

After a while, he turned his face and raised his hand into a fist against his lips, hissing and coughing twice. When he turned his head, his expression had already returned to the previous sophisticated and shrewd expression. -"

Raising my eyebrows, I grinned with great interest, "Go ahead, I'm not in a hurry."

The bank manager rubbed his hands and didn't speak, just laughed. The other boatman, Parry, looked indescribably embarrassed, dodged a few times and jumped behind him to hide, leaving the two of them standing face to face in silence. .

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After a while, I saw the manager with a far-sighted look on his face, "Ah—it's getting late, we'd better not waste time and make others wait for a long time, it's not good hahaha——"

There was no pause in the speech, and after a series of long sentences, the manager suddenly turned around, took a big step, and went forward bravely with the fearless momentum of rushing to the fire...

It is worth mentioning that his bamboo horse, Mr. Parry, is holding his clothes corner, stumbling but always following him. This gesture of being led by Ma Ma for shopping has attracted the attention of countless pedestrians wherever he goes.

I hugged the little guy not far or near, and kept my eyes straight, just as if I was passing by, and I really didn't recognize the two guys who suddenly had various subtle atmospheres a few meters away.

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Next, our group spent some time at what the bank manager said was "an appointment to assess the other two ships", but it still didn't make much progress.

Half of the reasons are due to the boatman Parry.

Perhaps there was the ship elf of the [Marianna] in front of him, which caused Mr. Boatman to yearn too much. Although he didn't say it clearly, his words and deeds were obvious.

The way the shipbuilder evaluates ships for sale is almost like a blind date.

The result, of course, is that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

In fact, I really want to tell Mr. Parry, who is full of frustration after getting nothing, that if the ship spirit can be born casually like the Chinese cabbage in the field, it will not be just a legend.

I don't know if anything unusual happened to the [Marianna] before; but I can see that its owner, Old Mike, cherishes that ship wholeheartedly, which happens to be the birth of elves. primary condition.

The two ships we saw later were not as lucky as the [Marianna], so they can only be ships.

As for the other half of the reason for the lack of results today, the little guy in my arms didn't like the latter two ships very much.

I can't understand Pinocchio's babbling, but it doesn't prevent me from seeing the deep disgust on the little thing's wrinkled face like a sour plum.

Since the reason for buying a ship is for the little ones, I will naturally not force a decision in this case.

If you don’t like it, then keep looking~ until you find something that is both suitable and desirable. More than half of the industries in the entire island of Seven Waters are closely related to ships. You can always get what you want, right?

Three votes against, so Mr. Manager, the only neutral vote, lost.

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After going through three games in a row, a group of three people plus one team exhausted their enthusiasm.

Returning to the commercial street along the same road, the little guy fell asleep in my arms 10 minutes ago. The manager originally invited everyone to find a place to solve the problem of lunch, but he hurried after receiving an emergency call from the snail on the portable phone Before leaving, I just made a hasty appointment with me to meet again, and... ordered the other person to stay away from certain places in the back street.

According to Mr. Manager's original words, 'Let me find you going to the casino again... Parry, you must not want to know what will happen to you, right? '.

As he spoke, he showed a shadowy smile at a thirty-degree angle. Mr. Manager's ghostly face caused his bamboo horse to tremble, and even I, who was affected, was almost shocked.

Personally, every man with a black belly makes me unconsciously respectful... It's like facing the deputy captain Sirbazz Raleigh, o(╯□╰)o

When the bank manager suddenly became tall and powerful and disappeared into the corner of the street, I silently retracted my gaze, and squinted at the boatman Parry, who was also left behind, from the corner of my eye.

Master Chuan let out a deep breath, his expression filled with the joy of the rest of his life. It took him a long time to subconsciously raise his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, then turned his face, "Hey! I'll take you back where you live."

He spoke in a rough voice, not very impatient, but his tone was very low. At the same time, he lowered his eyes and stared at the sleeping little guy. He frowned, stepped forward and stretched out his hand, "Hold me, don't you?" Tired?"

Contrary to the facial expressions and body movements, there is a hint of tenderness hidden in the eyes that peek at the little guy from time to time.

Staring at him quietly for a while, I rolled my eyes, "I'm not tired, the little guy is not used to other people's breath, it will be troublesome if he cries later~"

Speaking of which, since the beginning of his birth, Pinocchio has never left the range of five meters from me. Even the Seaman Jinbe at that time was accepted by the little guy only because the murloc had a strong marine atmosphere, and Jinbe himself also misunderstood it.

If it's a human being... Once you hug the little guy, you will immediately notice the abnormality. For reasons that are good for both parties, the boatman's kindness can only be rejected.

Tsk, the man didn't insist, just glanced around casually, and said casually, "You are a woman wandering around with a child in your arms, and you are not afraid of getting into trouble. There are many pirates staying in the capital of seven waters recently."

"Eh? Why so many recently?" I swallowed back the address I was going to blurt out, and asked him the last sentence first, "Is it a special day?"

"The gods of water are coming soon." Mr. Boatman's tone was a little worried. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, put one in his mouth, and continued vaguely, "It's a hurricane that will drown the island."

Afterwards, he suddenly stared at the little guy again, stared blankly, then took down the cigarette and put it away again, then raised his hand and wiped his face, "It takes a week to record with the magnetic pointer of the capital of seven waters, and it is impossible to determine when the disaster will strike." The date, the more cautious pirates will naturally refuse to set sail at will and can only wait."

"Gods of water?" I repeated the noun lightly, and I squinted my eyes. The wind from the sea these two days has indeed mixed with something strange, and the air pressure has also continued to be low. However, that invisible change is slowly and continuously going on.

"Well~ as long as you stay on the island, you won't be in any danger." Xu Shi felt that he was alarmist. The boatman combed his hair, coughed twice, and deliberately put on a relaxed expression that was no big deal, "every few years If it happens, then just evacuate in the residential area.”

After a pause, he suddenly raised his voice slightly, "Let's go!"

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Boatman Parry's gentlemanly demeanor unfortunately only lasted as long as he left the High Street.

I walked side by side with the two of them, and when we walked to a slightly deserted area, I didn't know what to see. Mr. Boatman suddenly panicked, faltered and left two words that didn't express his meaning, and then turned around and ran away?

Standing at a fork in the commercial street near the residential area with the little guy in my arms, I quietly watched Mr. Boatman disappear as if he was being chased by a wild beast. After a while, I twitched the corners of my mouth slightly.

Two minutes later, two or three burly men with fierce faces walked out of the crossing on the other side. They chased the commercial street while chatting loudly. After listening to me, I finally understood the reason why the boatman ran so fast just now.

Mr. Boatman went to avoid debts, and those who pursued him were casino thugs...

Bad gambler——I shook my head, snorted, and immediately put these aside, and walked slowly to the hotel where I was staying.

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Walk along the route in the depths of the streets.

Not long after, the hustle and bustle of the commercial street was left behind, and the surroundings became quiet. Occasionally, there was sunshine passing by the high-walled houses and projecting at the feet, and fine smoke and dust swayed and danced in the light golden light. Fluffy moss marks.

A peaceful afternoon.

Turning around the second narrow alley, I ran from far to near to break the silence; I raised my eyebrows, stopped, turned my head slightly, and listened.

The lead's footsteps are strong and light, and the distance is very small. It sounds like a child?Taking up the clothes and rubbing them against the rustling sound was a panic.

A little further away those steps were chaotic and heavy, numbering... nine?And with full malice, a group of big men are chasing after this child?What's the matter?

I looked down at the little guy in my arms, pursed my lips, thought about it, and walked towards the place where the sound came from.

A moment later, a thin figure came straight out of the alley, silently burying his head low; he freed his hand to steady the kid who almost hit me, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

When he raised his head and the two met each other, I was stunned for a moment, staring at the boy who was only as tall as my waist, and the corner of my mouth twitched, "Ah? Aren't you a kid from the hotel owner's family?"

Dark chestnut curly hair, freckled face, in his early teens, fifth grade in Water City Primary School, a brat who the proprietress of the hotel said was "don't worry me more about hanging out with that bad boy in the back street all day long".

The original owner of this light green striped jumpsuit that the little one is wearing today...

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"Let go of me!" The little devil grinned, and because the collar was caught on my fingertips, he could only show his teeth and claws, "Hey!" He yelled awkwardly, and suddenly his face changed, as if thinking of something, he struggled to hold back my sleeve, "Go! Run!"

"Ha—" I looked down motionlessly.

The kid's whole face was flushed, and there was a look of panic in his eyes. Before he could make any other reaction, the footsteps that had been chasing after him before had arrived.

"Damn brat! I finally caught up with you!"

"Run and run again~"

Several men ran out from the depths of the alley. They looked rough and held weapons in their hands. The blades of the swords raised in the air refracted cold light, and the leader held a loaded powder gun between his fingers.

The little ghost turned his head to stare at the person coming, exuding an aura like a little beast being cornered instantly, he didn't speak, just blocked the front with his thin and small body, and squeezed me back desperately, as if he could push me back I push to safety.

The group of people slowly gathered around, stood at a distance not too far away, and blocked the exits that could escape around them, their faces were ferocious, and their eyes were even more ferocious.

"Oh——you are the parent of this kid?" The person who seemed to be the leader looked me up and down, and suddenly showed a very strange smile, "It's a young woman~ I can't tell that I have given birth to two children .”

The man stared at the kid, then looked at the little guy in my arms, and grinned, "Hey! Your son has done a lot of things. Speaking of which, this is really the negligence of the parents, right?"

While speaking, he put away the gun in his hand, looked back at his accomplice casually, and sneered, "What should I do?"

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"Huh? What did you do?" I lowered my eyes and rubbed the back of the kid's head with my hand. I felt the fine hair trembling slightly in my palm, so I asked slowly, "Shouldn't you be at school in the morning?"

"Aha~ That's right, the kid should study hard." The man took the conversation away and waved his arms exaggeratedly a few times, "But your son played truant and dirty my boat by the way!"

"What a lousy brat, eh ma'am?"

"I'm a demon bone with a bounty of 4000 million, kid, do you know what your stupidity will bring to your family?"

After a few seconds of silence, the man narrowed his eyes while speaking, and his expression turned ferocious, "I wanted to chase you to your house, but now I have met you~ I just want to kill the three of you."

"Little devil, thank you for my kindness——"

As the man started laughing wildly, the group of people around him slowly approached, their raised swords congealed with murderous intent.

Curving the corner of my mouth, I turned my wrist to turn the collar on my fingertips in the same direction, so that the little devil turned to me, then sank the hand holding the little guy, and stuffed the swaddle to the obviously frightened bear child.

"Help me, then close your eyes, don't open them without my permission."

I gently covered the little devil's eyes with my idle palm, and I raised my face, facing these hostile people who seemed to be looking for fun, I laughed softly, "4000 million~ "

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The little ghost was very obedient, he hugged the baby with his hands, his eyes were tightly closed, his face was pale, and his brows were filled with fear.

Shaking off the heat stained by my fingertips, I looked down at the scarlet splashes on the upper of the shoe, then turned my head, and snorted coldly at the alley where the gang of pirates appeared, "Come out when you've seen enough."

After finishing speaking, I picked up a clean crevice on the ground that was not polluted by blood, walked up to the kid in a few steps, then turned around to block his sight, "It's not over yet, kid, don't rush to open your eyes."

In the next second, I felt that the corner of my back clothes was being carefully grabbed, and my warm little body was trembling imperceptibly. The kid still didn't speak, nor did he do anything special, but he just refused to let go.

After waiting for a while, a thin figure quietly peeled off from the depths of the alley.

A young man in his twenties, with a strange long, square nose, an orange-yellow and dark blue contrasting jacket, a baseball cap with the brim pressed down very low, and a pair of eyes half hidden in the shadows, cold and sharp.

"The old man saw the pirates who should have stayed in the waste yard enter the residential area in the air..."

The voice is clear, and the whole person looks quite... um, an energetic young man, his eyes seem to sweep across the overflowing dark red sticky stains when he speaks, "You..."

After uttering a word, he suddenly fell silent again.

After a brief silence, the young man raised his hand to straighten his baseball cap. For a moment when his wrist covered it, his eyes looked cold and terrifying. However, when he put down his hand, it seemed to be an illusion. There was only guard in his eyes, and they didn't exist. any hostility.

"Old Kaku."

The other party tilted his head, and the corners of his lips were pursed into a straight line.