"Hey! You bastard, what do you think you are doing?"
Just as the small fry reached the wooden barrel, a voice suddenly rang out and stopped him.
"The captain left these three barrels for himself. Do you want to die?"
Even though the person who spoke was out of brother Jue's line of sight, from his voice and tone, he was probably a pirate with a higher position than the noob.
"Uh ... Hehe ..." The pirate was stunned for a moment, then laughed."I'm ... I'm sorry ... I'm drunk."
"Go, go, go ... Get lost ..." The man didn't want to talk to this minion, so he just drove the other party away in an impatient tone.
Seeing the small fry turn around and leave, Feng bujue sighed in relief.
Unexpectedly, before he could even catch his second breath, a new situation occurred ...
"Mr. VOG!" With the sound of hurried footsteps, another sailor in a short coat appeared in brother Jue's line of sight. He shouted as he walked,"who saw Mr. VOG?"
