lol: Bind Syndra at the start

After being scolded, Prund sobered up a little. He looked at the corpse on the ground and remembered the name of Miss Fortune again.

Suddenly I felt a little scared.

"You want to rob the thieves?"

Trembling, Prund raised his gun.

But when he was about to raise his gun, another gunshot rang out...

The bullet deflected his gun accurately and twisted his wrist at the same time.

When he raised his head...the muzzle of Miss Fortune's gun was less than ten centimeters away from his forehead.

Sarah didn't look at the idiot anymore, but turned her gaze to the two figures behind her.

"I'm not a human trafficker. I just heard the news by chance, so I want to disrupt this deal..."

She was afraid that her presence would make the other party mistakenly think that she was the one being traded with.

"Thank you for your help."

Ryan took off his hood.

Sarah's gaze lingered on the handsome face for several seconds. Now she finally understood why Kylo was still thinking about the good stuff before his death.

At least she had never seen such a good-looking man in her young life...

And when Sindra also took off her hood, Sarah turned her gaze back to Prund.

Her eyes were filled with disbelief. "Why do you think you can sell them?"

"Why can't I..." Pland instinctively wanted to be stubborn, but after being reminded, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

When the fear of death awakened his greed-occupied mind, he finally discovered that something was wrong with Ryan's behavior!

How can an ordinary person remain calm?

Whether facing the deep-sea titan, Bilgewater, or the "friends" that both sides know well.

"Did you do this on purpose?"

Prund felt like he was being played a trick by fate.

"I'm just following your wishes." Ryan didn't think Prund was stupid.

When a huge temptation is placed before a person, few people can resist it.

After all, countless people in previous lives who had no financial knowledge at all believed they could make money in the stock market;

There are also countless people without education, ability, or experience who believe there are jobs abroad with monthly salaries of tens of thousands waiting for them...

Compared to that group of people, what did Plunder do wrong?

This is his job, he just thinks he is lucky.

"you......"

'Bang'

Sarah didn't give Pland another chance to make a fool of himself.

She fired a bullet that should have been fired years ago.

"I blocked his stupidity for you..." Sarah looked at the two people opposite her and said tentatively, "So just pretend we haven't met?"

She knew very well how terrifying these powerful people were.

If she approaches rashly, she will always get into trouble that is not at her level.

But Ryan raised his hand and pointed at the sea behind her, "It seems that your troubles are not yet dealt with."

The moment the words fell.

Sarah turned her head in surprise, and she heard the sound of bubbles gurgling from the sea.

Chapter 327 The Pirates Who Lived

'Gurgle, gurgle.'

'Gurgle, gurgle.'

The bubbling sound became more obvious after Ryan reminded him.

"So you kidnapped someone too?"

Ryan looked at Sarah curiously.

His eyes swept across the other person's white collarbone. Well, he looked at her like this just because he was curious about whether the other person was cold or not.

He and Syndra could do whatever they wanted because darkness could block out the cold.

But what was Miss Fortune's reason? Her beauty was vulnerable to the cold.

Coupled with the influence of the air in Bilgewater, which is almost so hot that you can squeeze water out of it, this kind of dressing will inevitably cause rheumatism when you get older.

The enthusiasm of the strange strong man did not make Sarah happy, but instead aroused her vigilance.

Just like a fish, it would not think that the shark is being friendly to it just because the shark smiles.

In Bilgewater, caution is the key to success.

But on the other hand, as the disadvantaged party, she seemed to have no choice.

Just like what she had said to Kylo not long ago: the initiative is no longer on her side.

"I kidnapped a pirate from the Painted Face Gang, but... he should be dead."

Sarah frowned slightly. What happened tonight made her feel out of control.

There were many terrifying stories in Bilgewater, but neither she nor the other pirates wanted to get involved in them.

"Just go and take a look."

Ryan looked at Syndra before leaving.

After the latter nodded, he walked towards the direction where the gurgling sound came from.

Sarah could choose to leave at this time, because these two mysterious and powerful men did not seem to have any intention of forcing her to follow.

But remembering that someone had drowned there not long ago...she finally decided to follow and take a look.

If this is really some kind of revenge story, perhaps the best way to deal with it is to solve it at the source.

Ryan walked in front, with Sindra slightly behind.

Sarah, who was a beat late, happened to be walking next to Sindra. She cautiously looked at the woman beside her out of the corner of her eye.

The woman was slightly taller than her, and her delicate features made her unable to help but sigh at the beauty of life.

But what made her most curious was that the other person's slender legs seemed to be wrapped in a layer of translucent black cloth.

The fabric extended from the boots and ended at the white thighs.

The fabric seemed a little tight, perfectly contouring the calves and thighs.

Sarah has been in Bilgewater for many years and has met many people coming and going.

But she had never seen such strange 'pants', and women's nature of pursuing beauty made her remember this style firmly in her heart.

She plans to ask a tailor later if he can make similar pants so that she can make a few for herself.

If it works well... maybe we can promote it.

Revenge on Gangplank requires gold, lots of gold.

For Sarah, who refuses to be involved in prostitution, gambling and drugs, she needs to come up with other businesses to fill this gap.

Syndra sensed Sarah's gaze, but when she noticed her hair color, her purple eyes turned back to the front.

From what she had observed, Ryan seemed to be interested only in women with certain traits.

But Sarah doesn't have silver hair and is too thin...there's no possibility at all.

Ryan didn't know what the people behind him were thinking. He walked over to the wine boxes and saw the words engraved on them: Ecstasy Rum.

"Is this delicious?"

Ryan asked subconsciously.

This seems to be the rum that Gangplank has been longing for in the game.

“Very spicy…”

Sarah, who was thinking about business, answered subconsciously.

"Forget it then..." Ryan didn't like strong liquor very much.

He jumped onto the wine box, making a creaking sound.

"There's a coffin...and it's moving."

"?"

Sarah's expression turned into shock.

Twenty minutes had passed since she pushed the coffin into the sea. Even the best diver in Bilgewater couldn't hold his breath for that long.

And she knew that the other person was just a piece of trash whose body was destroyed by some addictive drugs.

Blood Harbor Ghost?

This was the first name that came to Miss Fortune's mind.

Everyone in Bilgewater knows that a ghost always crawls out of the sea to take revenge on humans.

Could it be that this useless person who was killed by himself has also become a similar existence?

She gripped both guns in her hands and stared at the dark and deep sea.

"Take it out and let's see it."

As Ryan spoke, he gently hooked his fingers.

The gloomy power brought up the coffin that was soaking in the sea and trembling constantly.

This action made Sarah look surprised yet understanding.

Magicians are often seen in Bilgewater, but the frequency is relatively low.

This phenomenon is the mainstream phenomenon in the entire Valoran continent today. After all, those who possess magical powers are a minority among the minority.

Demacia openly prohibits magic;

Noxian mages are mostly in the army;

The ancient sorcerers of Shurima are still busy searching for their roots;

The Iceborn of the Freljord are fighting for their respective tribes;

Piltover...if they had magicians, they wouldn't be researching hextech.

This is why Ionia is considered a gold mine by merchants, as magic or things related to magic are as rare as gold.

But there is a generally accepted perception about mages.

That is, every person who masters magic either has a huge family or a long heritage behind him.

It is true that there are a very small number of lucky people who accidentally awaken magical abilities, but once they awaken this ability, they will attract traditional magical forces.

When the lucky ones join those forces, they will also become people with family or heritage.

One needs to be careful in what one says and does in front of a strong person, which gives Sarah more time to think.

But Ryan didn't care about that. He looked at the cracks in the coffin where water was seeping out and said, "This coffin is not well made."

"?" Sarah was a little embarrassed. "We don't usually use coffins here. I picked this up from an abandoned warehouse."

"Are you sure the people inside are dead?" Ryan asked about the incident.

"Sure, he's been in the sea for over twenty minutes."

"That's strange..." Ryan then opened the coffin lid.

The moment the coffin was opened, a skinny figure sat up from inside.

His hair was still dripping with water, his arms, as dry as a mummy, covered his chest, and his throat was like a blocked engine, making a harsh coughing sound.

"not dead?"