piratefiction Chapter 8
Chapter 8
This day.
A group of uninvited visitors came to the desert island.
This is a seagoing ship about twenty or thirty meters long. It seems that it is to replenish fresh water resources on this island. So I docked on the beach of this island.
At the top of the ship was a skeleton flag. This is the symbol of pirates in the sea!
Obviously, this group of uninvited guests are pirates!
There are only about ten people on the whole ship. They all look like middle-aged people in their 30s and 40s. The only difference from ordinary people is that some of these pirates lack an eye, while others have broken hands and feet. There are only a few who are not incomplete!
"Boss, is there anyone on this island?!" An obscene middle-aged man pointed to the footprints on the gravel not far away and said strangely, "how can there be people on this broken island?"
"It's probably someone who suffered a shipwreck. Good luck flows here. Go and have a look. There may be some oil and water to catch." The head pirate was a middle-aged man who was blind and had a hook embedded in his left hand.
"You stay here and watch the boat. Let's go and have a look." The pirate leader gave an order to the people behind him, and then took some of his men down the slide.
Several pirates followed the footprints and began to track the owner of the footprints.
The island is not big, and its total length is only more than ten kilometers.
The footprints surrounded the island, so several pirates soon saw the owner of the footprints.
It was a back that seemed young. It looked like a teenager. The white hair on the back was scattered and gave off a dazzling luster in the sun!
Step by step, walk forward slowly.
The pace is not fast, but every step gives people a feeling of calm and mountain!
Several pirates looked at the naked bronze body in front, wearing only a straw skirt, like the figure of a savage. Subconsciously hold your breath. I don't know why just looking at the broad back of this man has the illusion that you don't dare to be presumptuous. It seems that if you annoy this man, something terrible will happen!
At this time, the figure in front seemed to feel something. Suddenly stopped, and then slowly turned around. The first thing revealed was a refined and solid body, with strands of muscle lines covering the body harmoniously, supplemented by the bronze skin to form a powerful and beautiful male body!
On this masculine body, there is a handsome face to the extreme! Sharp eyebrows, high nose, thin lips and exquisite facial features constitute this face with great lethality to women!
"... people?!"
A pair of snow-white sword eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and those eyes as blue as the sea stared at several people, and a word was slightly spit out from their thin lips. He was hoarse and low, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.
"Bang!"
Several pirates were surprised because there was a loud explosion.
The strong figure, which was at least ten meters away, came to them in front of them almost instantly. He stared at these people with his blue eyes as if they were beautiful gemstones!
This kind of look is not strange to them as pirates, because they often look at others with this kind of look. Yes, it's a look at the prey!
"This... This adult..." the pirate chief considered his language. He inexplicably felt that the handsome and disgraceful man in front of him was extremely dangerous! Even if he is a soul master himself, he is facing this man. Martial spirits are crazy warning!
All over the body are telling him that this man is very dangerous!!!
"Are you pirates?!" He looked at the remarkable features of these people and frowned slightly.
"No, no, pirate..." the pirate leader stammered. Because he felt a chill from the man in front of him! It's as if in front of us is not a human being, but a fierce beast that chooses people to eat! I always feel that if I admit to being a pirate, I will lose my head in the next moment.
"I... we are passing merchant ships. Come here to replenish fresh water." The pirate leader was trembling, then turned his head and looked at some of his men nearby and said, "right
"Yes, yes."
"We are businessmen..."
Several of his subordinates saw the boss's eyes and quickly echoed.
It is conceivable that pirates who have their lives pinned to their belts can live to such an old age with such low strength. It is absolutely not lacking in the instinct of observing words and colors, seeking good fortune and avoiding evil. Otherwise I wouldn't know how many times. It's impossible to stay this old.
Hemingway quietly looked at the pirates who knew from the appearance that they were not good people. He was domineering when they set foot on the island. I have sensed the existence of these people before I see myself. These people's scattered emotions are definitely not good intentions... Now there is only fear.
Under the feeling of seeing and hearing color domineering, the pirates in front are soul masters, but their strength is very low. According to the fluctuation of soul power, except that the pirate leader is a level 22 soul master, most of the rest are level 12 soul masters.
Weak, it's too weak.
But recently he also planned to build a ship and go to sea, and now a ready-made ship came. That's better. It saves him a lot of effort.
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A pirate ship with a skeleton flag is sailing slowly on the sea.
A figure stood in the bow of the ship, looking at the boundless ocean in the distance. The vision is far-reaching, as if it contains infinite stories. Coupled with the slender and straight posture and handsome and strong face, this appearance alone... Is enough to make the ignorant girl scream unceasingly.
This man is not our protagonist. Who is Hemingway?
Hemingway had changed into a new dress provided by the friendship of pirates on the ship, which he didn't wear. Although this dress is not so luxurious and beautiful. But it's much better than the primitive straw skirt on the desert island. As for the clothes in his storage ring, after six years, they are too small for him to wear.
His white hair was scattered behind him and was waist long. He is slender and refined. Although he is only twelve years old, he is already one meter and seven meters tall. Others can never imagine that Hemingway, who looks at least 17 or 18 years old, is only 12 years old.
But this is not surprising. It should be said that he is not an exception.
In this world of martial spirits, soul masters are generally precocious. Because of the influence of the characteristics of the martial soul, and each acquisition of the soul ring can strengthen the body, the result is that the body will be different from ordinary people and grow faster.
Hemingway is quite normal. Some are more than two meters tall in their early ten years. Compared with him, it's nothing.
In short, in this world, soul masters can't judge age by appearance alone. Most of them use the method of touching bone age to determine the age.