Assassin’s Adventure - Chapter 110

“As long as I can make money, sir! I can definitely.” David clenched his fists and said.

What about the pirates, they’re just some debris from the sea, just hack them to death…

Are these pirates worse than the old boatmen who reprimand people every day?

Gordon looked at this young man named David, who had never experienced the ferociousness of the sea and was full of longing and dreams. Like Abil, he would eventually be afraid and go home.

“David, my ship has no shortage of people…”

“No Gordon, my departure has given this ship an extra place.”

Coolidge interrupted what he wanted to say.

“Everyone has his own path, doesn’t he? He has to be responsible for his own choice. If he really has the determination, there is nothing wrong with accepting it. After all, the Jackdaw really needs a boatman.”

Everyone has the right to pursue their own dreams. Who can say what will happen in the future. Gordon himself and others on the boat grew up like this. The best habit of Curic is to be willing to give young people a Chance.

“Please, sir.”

Gordon pondered for a moment, he really needed a boatman, and there was no more time to recruit.

“Well, Mr. Brooke, I can agree with you to work on the ship for a while, if you still haven’t changed your mind during the one-month voyage.”

“Thank you, Captain!” David was very clever, and changed his words in an instant, with joy on his face.

The addition of a new member is always cheered by the sailors, who are quickly dragged aside and drink to celebrate.

“Hey, you bastards, he’s not yet eighteen years old…”

Gordon reminded loudly that he did not want to harm minors.

“Understood, Captain.”

The sailors replied, but they continued to fill up the mug of ale and encouraged the young man to drink it.

Fortunately, it’s just ale that has a lower degree of concentration, so Gordon will go with them.

So David became the only drunk sailor at the banquet, and was carried back to the room by the others.

The banquet didn’t last long. At about twelve o’clock in the night, the sailors left behind a messy battlefield, and then went back to their rooms to rest.

Gordon finished his last glass of ale and was about to get up, but a strong hand pressed his shoulders. The palm was so strong that Gordon instantly tense his forearm and was about to pop out his hidden sword.

But the man was faster than Gordon, and his very smooth movements directly pressed Gordon’s forearm, and then sat down in the seat that originally belonged to Coolidge.

“Relax Evan, Gordon, I’m not the enemy.” This man used a hoarse voice, I don’t know if it was a disguise, or it was natural.

Gordon stared coldly at the sitting figure, dressed in a white assassin robe, silently blending into the noisy tavern without attracting anyone’s attention.

The Hidden Blade jammed the ejected mechanism under the pressure of that hand, and Gordon also suppressed the urge to eject the Hidden Blade with the other hand.

If the person in front of him was malicious, then a hidden sword should have pierced his throat long ago.

Gordon was in a cold sweat at this time. He never thought that such a person could silently touch his shoulder.

This is a master assassin who is proficient in stealth.

This is what he thought in his heart.

“Gordon, alcohol will numb your nerves, assassins shouldn’t drink so much.”

As the assassin spoke, he picked up the half-cup of ale he didn’t know who was drinking, and slowly poured it to the ground.

The falling golden ale became a thin thread, splashed on the stone floor, and then flowed freely.

“But wine is indeed a good thing.” The assassin turned his head, and there was only a hideous smile under his hood.

Well, maybe the assassin tried to be as friendly as possible.

“Who are you?” Gordon asked in a low voice, still not relaxing.

“You can call me Night Owl, we’ve been paying attention to you for a long time, since you killed the Templar Commander Torres in Havana.”

Gordon’s psychology at the moment can only be described as complicated. He never imagined that the Assassin Organization would be able to find him now, which means that his identity has long been exposed. He even thought that the Knights Templar might be out there.

The assassin who claimed to be Ye Xiao withdrew his hand, but only warned: “If you have time, go to Tulum, the tutor is waiting for you there.”

“How did you find me! News shouldn’t spread so fast!”

Gordon hardly made many stops, sailing from Havana, which only delayed a day in Nassau.

“You are a natural assassin, Gordon, but you need more guidance, remember, Tulum.”

Ye Xiao turned around and left without answering Gordon’s question.

Gordon didn’t want to let the assassin leave. He had too many questions in his heart. He stood up and wanted to grab the white robe, but the latter dodged directly into the drunk sailor, and then quickly walked towards the door. .

“Hey, wait!”

Gordon was blocked by these sailors, so he could only watch Ye Xiao go away. When he chased out the gate, there was no one outside, only the cold wind blowing the kerosene lamp under the tavern’s sign made a creaking sound.

Gordon looked very bad when he returned to the room. He was not sure if the people of the Assassin Brotherhood could find him accurately, whether the people of the Paladins would do the same. Fortunately, the theocracy in England was declining, and the Templars were almost eliminated here. clean.

“Gordon, what’s wrong?”

Coolidge has already made the bed and asked if ~www.mtlnovel.com~ is okay. “Gordon didn’t want to leave this concern to the friend who was about to leave the ship, the less he knew, the safer he would be.

This night, Gordon seldom slept, almost only dazed until dawn.

Every time a person feels in control of himself, in the end reality will tear this illusion to shreds. He didn’t want to get involved in the war between the Assassins and the Templars so early, but the world, or fate, is always pushing. people move forward.

Early in the morning, the sailors started to get up from the hotel, and under Gordon’s order, under the leadership of Mickey, they went to the shop at the dock to start purchasing supplies.

Gordon took twenty sailors to the Royal Dockyard to retrieve the Jackdaw, which was being repaired there.

The sailors waited under the shipyard’s main building, while Gordon and Allen walked up.

At this time, it was only six o’clock in the morning, and the shipyard building was already busy. Colonel Claude was already sitting at the desk in the office, with a cup of hot coffee next to him to dispel his sleepiness.

The boatmen also came out of the big mouth and started a new day’s work.

“Mr. Gordon, it’s too early for you, did you know that you brought your deposit?”

“Colonel, I decided to pay the full amount directly, but I hope you can help me equip the weapon by the way.”

Gordon directly took out the 600,000-pound voucher and handed it to Claude.

After the latter took over, he was really unbelievable. He had never seen a captain who could pay the full amount of the shipbuilding cost by himself, and there was some duke’s name on it.

This further confirmed his previous guess. Maybe the Gordon in front of him is the illegitimate son of the Duke. Well, a nobleman, his private life is very chaotic.

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