Chapter 463 Intercepted
Charlee Ford curled his lips in disgust and said, "We are going to leave Yongle Island by this? Can you do it? Aren't you afraid of being discovered by the patrolling army?"
"This is the big ye's boat, who dares to stop? Even the king of Yongle Island must give us some face and rest assured." The second master patted his chest, looking very sure.
Although there is some boasting in it, what he said is also true.
This group of pirates had made an agreement with the king before, and even the king should be afraid of the brave pirates.
The second master said these words, suddenly raised his eyes, and looked at Charlee Ford with his eyes fixed.
"What for?" Charlee Ford frowned subconsciously at his hostile eyes and looked back at him warily.
The second master rubbed his chin, looked Charlee Ford up and down, and said, "It was no problem for me to leave. After all, no one dared to stop me, but you are too conspicuous to be noticed."
When Charlee Ford heard this, he felt that what he said was somewhat reasonable. "So, what good ideas do you have?"
The second master seemed to be waiting for her. He smiled cunningly and said, "Do you believe me?"
Charlee Ford: "…"
When he asked her, she suddenly couldn't believe it.
Ten minutes later, Charlee Ford came out of the bushes with a speechless face. At this moment, she changed from Turn the world upside down just now.
Her face was covered with dirt, her whole body was dirty, her head and clothes were covered with grass scraps, and she looked like a scrawny little beggar.
It is different from the glamorous appearance before, as if a different person.
"How, this big ye powerful? This is my exclusive invention of Yi Rong, which has never been rumored, and this time I will give it to you." The second master looked at Charlee Ford triumphantly, as if she had only to boast, and his tail would immediately rise to the sky.
Charlee Ford: "…"
This, this special can also be called Yi Rong Shu?
She turned a supercilious look, and two pieces of dirt fell from her face. Her face was dark again, and she couldn't bear it. "Go quickly."
"What's the rush?" The second master got the boat into the sea, stepped on it, and jumped on it, as if to confirm whether the boat could bear it.
But though the boat looked shabby, it was of good quality, and there was nothing wrong with it except a slight shaking.
"Come on, let's start now. We should be able to get to LA Pier before noon." The second master waved to Charlee Ford and looked up at the clear blue sky.
People like them who have been at sea for a long time can almost estimate the approximate time by observing the weather with their eyes.
Charlee Ford naturally stopped ink, and followed him aboard the boat. Although the boat was dilapidated, it had everything on it, and the electric motor was full of horsepower. After they were all seated firmly, the second-in-command drove the boat several meters away in an instant.
The wind at sea is very strong, and the speed of the ship is very fast. The sea breeze raises Charlee Ford's hair, which makes her hair messy. Coupled with this dirty face, it really looks like a female ghost.
The second master turned back unexpectedly, and when he saw Charlee Ford in such a mess, he couldn't help laughing aloud, which caused Charlee Ford to look impatient.
"If you laugh again, you will be kicked down."
"You are really fierce, and you don't see anything special. Apart from being beautiful, you are really useless. I really don't understand what Mr. Bai sees in you. Have heroes been sad about beauty since ancient times?" The second master spoke loudly, and under the blowing of the sea breeze, he whirred into Charlee Ford's ears.
"Oh," said Charlee Ford, "it's none of your business."
"Gee, a woman like you is really boring, or my idol is powerful. She is also a woman. She is much better than you. When can I see her?" The second master firmly holds the steering wheel, squinting and looking forward to saying.
Charlee Ford didn't know whether he was idle or something. For the first time, he took a reason: "Who is your idol?"
The second master looked at her contemptuously, as if she was a hillbilly who had never seen the world: "You don't know her, but she won 300 consecutive games in underground Sanda competitions abroad, and let the playboy son of the gambling king be the mask queen who is crazy about her. Do you know you?"
Charlee Ford was silent for a moment. After a moment, he shook his head. "I don't know."
"It's strange that you should know." The second master looked at her with disdain, as if he had expected it, so he lost the desire to continue to communicate with her.
Both of them were somewhat silent.
The second master has never stopped his temper. He was only quiet for a while, and then he wanted to ask Charlee Ford without words. However, before he spoke, a harsh whistle suddenly came from behind him.
"Du, du-" the high-pitched whistle, as if to warn them.
The second master lost patience, frowned and scolded impatiently: "Depend, which grandson? Don't die, don't you!"
He held the steering wheel and looked out of the corner of his eye. When he saw the ship slowly catching up behind him, his swearing voice stopped abruptly.
Charlee Ford, of course, saw it. She had been sitting steadily and tightened for a moment, and then slowly stood up.
"In front, stop." On the ship, someone shouted: "We are the military ship of Yongle Island. Now stop and cooperate with us for inspection."
The other party has a loudspeaker, but they don't. Even if the second master scolds the broken throat, the other party can't hear it, and may be regarded as uncooperative by the other party and use weapons. Under the condition of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, the second master can only stop the boat with an ugly face.
The two men were soon taken to the ship by each other. A man in red and white military uniform and a hat in his hand, about thirty-five years old, stood in front of them and looked at them with majesty.
The two were brought before the man.
"That's them, Colonel."
"Oh? Only two?" The man called Colonel frowned, and his eyes swept between Charlee Ford and the second master, and finally fixed on the second master: "Who are you?"
"By, even your king has to give me some face. Which onion are you?" The second master asked unceremoniously.
Sure enough, the voice fell to the ground, and the other party's face was ugly. At the same time, his eyes were more vigilant and he looked at the second master. Finally, he tentatively asked: "Are you a group of thieves?"
Claiming to be the second master of the sea shark: "…"
Charlee Ford laughed with a "poof".