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"Anchor!"

"Unwrap the rum and replace it with the day before yesterday! Damn it is Indian pottery! Handle with care, handle with care!"

"Master Zuanka brought cheese and bacon and asked some people to pick it up in a small boat! His boat is too big to get into the berth!"

"The news from the sentry tower, there is a live ship, the Bermuda Brigantine type, the bow of the ship looks like a strange crow, and it is flying the flag of the Spanish Master Pedro!"

"Irian, check it out! Hurry up, you lazy bones!"

"The commander said, I have been refreshed during this time! The reckless Drake has declared war with us on Turtle Island, don't overturn the boat in the small river ditch!"

"The Irian got anchored! The sea is clean... Damn it! Tell the two boats to get out of the steering zone! What about the pilot? Run!"

The berth on the North Island of Bimini is full of hustle and bustle.

Big ships, small ships, departures, arrivals, loading, unloading, walking towards the woods, coming out of the woods...

If you don’t look at the skull flags on the islands and reefs in the forest, everyone will think that they are in a lively small fishing village, a new business port that is gradually taking shape.

Cotton Jack VII was once a successful businessman, whether he took the initiative or was forced to go to sea, but his rise was extremely fast, and it was far too fast to forget the instinct of the businessman.

So after occupying Bimini, his first move was to plan and build the entire island.

In fact, this is also the main method for the current big pirates to get rid of dependence on Turtle Island.

The conditions of the Bimini Islands as a commercial port are excellent. The area is large enough, fresh water is abundant, resources are abundant, and the environment is pleasant.

Cotton Jack used the poor port conditions, but the flat South Island as a plantation, and people looted from various places were stuffed into the island to open up fields and raise cattle and sheep.

Over the past three years, nearly a thousand acres of land and a large pasture have been accumulated there, producing cattle, sheep, pigs, chickens, as well as wheat and corn, more than enough to feed a pirate group of thousands of people.

He also built a fishing port and a salt farm on the beach where the South Island berth was located, allowing slaves to fish in the central and eastern parts of the inner sea in canoes, making salted fish as a specialty of Bimini and selling them well.

The North Island is the base of the pirate group.

A simple merchant ship berth has been built in the haven, which is small in scale and can barely be used for berthing and trading of about 20 small and medium-sized ships.

Large ships above Class 5 with a draft of more than 5 meters cannot enter this simple berth.

The only thing that can accommodate them is the No. 1 plank road, which has good natural conditions and has been specially widened and deepened, but that is the dedicated berth for the Bloody Mary and Saint Anne. Foreign merchant ships still have to moor on the sea in the haven and pass by small boats. Carry out material transshipment.

Cotton Jack didn't know that his obsession with management made up for the blind spot of Eliya's vision.

Because of the prosperous Bimini deformity, Lorraine couldn't let the Three-Eyed Raven sneak in from the east entrance like Shaq. The sea there is full of fishing boats, and the rock walls and ridges along the North Island are also densely lined with watchpoints to monitor the work of slaves.

However, it is precisely because of the nature of the merchant of Cotton Jack that Lorraine has the opportunity and possibility to execute the barrier operation.

Along the underwater sandbank on the west of the island, the Three-Eyed Raven sailed unhurriedly at sea.

Just as he was about to enter the West Exit, a Brigentine with a skull flag hung out from the inner sea and directly occupied the route of the Three-Eyed Raven.

There were pirates on the deck, chanting semaphores, [Stop the ship, reef the sails, accept inspections, and no anchors are allowed].

These semaphores fell in Lorraine's eyes without any difference

On the deck of the stern tower, he squinted and leaned against the guardrail, interpreting the commands word by word.

A fancy fat businessman ran over, panting, and trot to his side.

"Mr. Drake, the evil Cotton Jack pirate group!"

Lorraine smiled slightly: "Mr. Pedro, I have also seen the pirate flag, can you be sure that it is their ship?"

"Of course! This is their Irian, the captain is Lame Romy, and Jack Cotton trusts him very much."

"Do you know each other?"

Pedro wiped his sweat nervously: "Doing business in Bimini, who would dare not touch the cadres under Cotton Jack?"

"You can always bring me good news."

Lorraine pulled out a handkerchief to help Pedro wipe off the sweat, but no matter how he wiped it, the sweat on his head and face couldn't be wiped clean.

After only a few rubs, Lorraine lost his patience, and squeezed the exquisite oriental silk into the arms of a passing sailor and stopped him.

"Help Mr. Pedro wash his face and add some makeup. Also, let Old Leonard do as the opposite request, attitude..."

"Despise, but respectful." Pedro quickly added.

Lorraine shrugged: "Have you heard? Respectful, but contemptuous, don't confuse it with arrogance."

The sailor slapped his legs and stood upright, then pushed Pedro arrogantly and contemptuously: "If you dare to sweat, I will put tree wax on your face and go!"

Pedro hurriedly followed the sailor, only to take a few steps. He turned his head and looked at Lorraine poorly.

"Mr. Drake, my son and crew..."

"Your prince is taking your crew happily on the Palm Island to take the cross. As for who will be nailed to the end... Just as we agreed earlier, it depends on whether you can take us back safely."

"You must do your best!" The fat translator clung loudly and vigorously, "You must do your best!"

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Not long after, the two small boats slowly approached the side of the Three-Eyed Raven, and the sailors of Lorraine dropped the rope ladder and cable, shouting chants to drag the dirty pirates up.

Bald Barry habitually rubbed his head, and looked strangely at the neatly organized deck and the haughty and contemptuous sailors.

Pedro walked out of the stern compartment with his chin raised, playing with his ruby ​​ring, and greeted him with Leonard and a few sailors.

"Mate Barry, why don't I remember that Pedro Chamber of Commerce ships also need to be checked into the port? Is it Captain Romi's meaning? Or the word of His Royal Highness the Pirate King?"

Barry, the bald, stared with a stiff smile that scared people to death, revealing his weak yellow teeth.

"Master Pedro, this is routine."

"Hey! Pirate."

Pedro gave Leonard a dissatisfied look, Leonard flashed a few steps, raised his hand and stuffed a cloth bag into Barry's arms.

Shattered, sweet and crisp sound.

Barry weighed the weight of the cloth bag, his smile softened a lot: "Master Pedro, the captain does not allow us to blackmail business travelers."

“Some Havana’s dried tobacco leaves are just some. Didn’t Mr. Barry always want to learn to smoke? These tobaccos are most suitable for novices.”

"So that's it!" Barry's smile was completely connected to his heart, "Master Pedro has bought a new boat?"

"God bless, I encountered a clipper in excellent condition. The original owner did not manage well, of course I have to help."

"But there seem to be more raw faces on the ship..."

"This is serious Bermuda!" Master Pedro's eyes widened. "The latest Bermuda, the fastest ship in the world, can be controlled by the third-rate sailors who are used to driving SNaku! Of course it is the best. The sailor, the most professional seaman, the most energetic!"

"It's them?"

Barry glanced sideways at the sailor on the deck and the seafarers behind Pedro. He had to admit that the arrogance and neatness alone were completely different from the guys he had seen before.

Then he saw Lorraine with a smile on the stern deck...

That tall figure, lazy attitude, and the two strange long swords that are hung on the waist, ordinary people use both hands to control...

Bald Barry's pupils shrank suddenly.

"That...you hired too?"

Pedro was stunned for a moment, UU reading www. uukanshu.com looked back at Lorraine, thinking for a long time and still didn't dare to take advantage of this mouth.

"He... he is the nephew of my European cousin, an upright and brave Spanish knight."

"He is Spanish?"

"Black hair, brown eyes, white skin, except for a Castilian with a little Moorish descent, no one can find such a look in the world!"

Bald Barry finds that he doesn't understand at all...

He rolled his eyes and subconsciously saluted Lorraine.

"." Lorraine smiled in return.

It is indeed Spanish.

There was a sense of pride in the bald Barry's heart.

Because he couldn't understand the five sentences of Spanish, Lorraine could say half of them in one mouthful, and the enthusiastic tone even he thought was very authentic, perhaps even more authentic than the Spanish pirates in the regiment.

He suddenly felt that Lorraine was pleasing to the eye.

"Master Pedro, to be honest, you have to let your nephew learn French quickly. Spain has fallen. Who is still speaking Spanish in the Caribbean these days?"

"I will teach him! Also, he is my aunt's nephew."

Barry laughed and patted Pedro on the shoulder.

"Your nephew is very good! Very good! If you can't find a suitable job, you can come to me, and I will teach him to be a good man!"

This **** familiar pirate!

The corners of Pedro's eyes twitched, and the cannibalistic eyes fixed on Barry, alive and well, a man who could not see the degeneration of his descendants.

Barry laughed more happily, hammering Pedro to the ground with a swing of his stout arm.

"Go, boys! Master Pedro is very honest, he is our most welcome purse!"

"Welcome to the purse!"

"Long live the moneybag!"

"Long live!"