"Bah!"

The sound of the gunshot was crisp and pleasant, and the bullet instantly punched a big hole in the boss's head, and the skull at the back of his head was directly knocked out, his brain spattered, and he sat back in the chair.

Only this time will never stand up again.

This sudden scene instantly made the pirates of the pirate group stunned, they could hardly believe their eyes, and they couldn't figure out what was going on.

Their boss, their murderous pirate captain, just died! ?

And the head was completely blown up, and the death was extremely miserable!

"A gun...a gun! He has a gun in his hand!" An old sailor with gray hair suddenly pointed at the automatic rifle in Shen Feng's hand and shouted, "Quick... Quickly put your head in your hands! According to the legend of the older generation, only That way you won't get killed by a gun!"

As he said that, he threw away the harpoon in his hand and squatted on the deck with his head in his hands.

The old sailor obviously had some prestige, and when the remaining sailors heard this, they looked at the body of the captain whose head was shot dozens of meters away, and squatted down.

They have been begging for a living at sea all their lives, and they have heard many anecdotes, including the legend of guns that once existed.

It seems that guns can kill people from a few hundred meters away. They used to be standard in everyone's hands, but they were gradually lost.

It is said that there are still guns in the hands of certain people in some places, and these only remaining guns also give these people the power of gods.

Compared to guns and bullets, the harpoons in their hands are simply tattered.

At this time, the pirate ship was still coming towards Shen Feng's small kayak at a constant speed, but those pirates all squatted on the deck holding their heads.

Shen Feng couldn't help but wonder whether to laugh or cry.

Unexpectedly, guns in this world have also become magical objects, and he couldn't help frowning when he thought of the kind of civilizational fault he had seen in the end of the nuclear war wasteland.

The situation in this world is not optimistic...

Without the control of these sailors, the pirate ship rushed forward completely by inertia, and finally came to Shen Feng's rubber raft.

He put away the parasol, threw the backpack in his hand towards the pirate ship, and then jumped to the patchwork ship that was only 20 meters long.

Then he turned around and used the umbrella handle of the sunshade to scoop up the rubber raft and threw it on the deck of the pirate ship.

At this time, the pirates were still squatting there with their heads held in their arms, their clothes carefully dressed.

Shen Feng walked over and kicked the pirate chief's body away from the chair. He sat on the chair himself and said:

"Okay, all get up. I will be the captain of this ship from now on. If you want to die, you can jump into the sea by yourself. If you don't want to die, you can recognize me as the boss, and pack up the body and feed it to the fish."

Hearing his words, the pirates present couldn't help looking at each other.

Not only was he shocked by Shen Feng's words, but he was also shocked by the pure Brooklyn accent he played with the silicon-based frame on his chest.

On the contrary, the gray-haired old sailor was the first to react, jumped on the dead old captain's body, ripped off his shoes, and at the same time took out a sharp knife and began to cut his hair.

The other sailors around swarmed and began to strip the old captain's clothes, while others took a pair of pliers to pull his teeth.

Soon, all the clothes on the corpse had been stripped off, plus dozens of teeth, and a long hair stained with brains and blood.

Under the leadership of the old pirate, the pirates folded the clothes neatly and wrapped their teeth in handkerchiefs. Together with the clump of hair, they placed them at Shen Feng's feet. They continued to hold their heads in their hands. Kneel on the deck.

Obviously, hair, teeth, and clothes are the most precious things on a person's body in this apocalypse.

Of course, the old captain's crossbow machine, along with several crossbow arrows inlaid with shark teeth, were also presented to Shen Feng.

Shen Feng looked at these things, raised his eyebrows and asked:

"According to your tradition, what to do with the bodies of the defeated?"

The old sailor said quickly:

"In the words of the respected captain, all those who die at sea will eventually be buried at sea, the sky will be returned to the sky, and the sea will be returned to the sea... Of course, as bait is also a kind of sea burial, but only in the case of deep hatred and great hatred. Do…"

Although he didn't know where the stranger came from and why he asked these questions, the old sailor still answered them respectfully.

Shen Feng nodded slightly.

These pirates did not have a tradition of cannibalism.

This shows that the world is still saved.

Humanity still retains the ultimate bottom line of human nature.

He nodded and said:

"Then let's be buried at sea and continue rowing."

A group of pirates rushed to the old captain's body as if they had been granted amnesty, and their expressions became more solemn. Below, slowly walked to the end of the deck.

The ship itself is not big, and the deck is not long in total, but their steps are extremely slow, as if they are holding a ceremony, and they whisper in unison:

"The ship that carries the world breaks through the hole,

The palace where the gods lived sinks into the water,

The sacred armor was destroyed by the beasts,

People are swaying in the water,

humble seaweed,

Storms and waves and tsunamis,

O dead at sea,

Your soul will return home,

There is land there,

There's heaven there..."

Then more than a dozen people exerted their strength at the same time, and threw the old captain's body high and threw it into the sea.

In the next moment, the originally dull atmosphere was instantly swept away, and the pirates returned to their respective posts. The old sailor asked Shen Feng with a smirk:

"Captain~lightnovelpub.net~Where are we going next?"

From the beginning to the end, Shen Feng watched the movements of these people calmly. The heavyness just now and the sadness expressed by the song were true, and it was also true that these pirates lost the old captain in a blink of an eye.

He also understands this.

Feelings in the end times are often cheaper.

Only fists are real.

Whoever has the bigger fist is the boss.

Maybe the previous captain has changed several times.

Moreover, although those pirates looked very docile, the corner of their eyes had been secretly peeking at the gun in Shen Feng's hand.

Hearing the old sailor's words, Shen Feng asked calmly:

"Where is this place? Where are you from? Is there any land around here?"

There was a look of doubt in the eyes of the old sailor, and then he still answered truthfully:

"This is the northern sea area. We just set off from the nearest floating island market a few days ago after taking a rest. As for the land... The legendary land is extremely far away, called the Cordillera Island Chain. I have never been there... It is said to be far away. To go up on land, you have to take the legendary giant ship..."

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