What is the purpose of saving people? Is it because after showing his heroic spirit, he smiled and waved his sleeves and left, and then threw down the sentence "My name is Red Scarf"?

Lin Taiping said frankly that he would never do such a loss-making thing. If there was a camera in front of him, it would be a different matter.

Therefore, with his kind reminder, the thirty taurens immediately had green light in their eyes and turned their heads neatly. In their expectant eyes, the broken merchant ship was shaking with the waves hundreds of meters away.

"Well, wolf-tooth flower?" Christine turned her head inadvertently, but she soon noticed that a blue flower was painted on the side of the merchant ship. "So, are they Mr. Cohen's people?"

"Mr. Cohen?" Lin Taiping came over curiously, "Is it a big businessman from Rhode Island? Are you rich?"

The latter question is the point. Christine shook her head and said, "No, Mr. Cohen is just a medium-sized businessman, but he has a good reputation and a good reputation. Most importantly, his wife's sister's niece is married to the son of the lord's housekeeper."

What a complicated relationship, Lin Taiping directly said that he didn't understand anything, but it seems that Mr. Cohen seems to have both reputation and connections, and this means-

Ah Yeh! At this moment, the merchant ship sailors who were busy putting out fires and blocking the leak suddenly couldn't help but shiver, feeling that something terrible was about to happen.

But the problem is that even if they want to escape, it is too late, so a few minutes later, the unlucky sailors with pale faces could only squeeze into a group of trembling and watching the good neighbors come to visit.

Under Tulu's leadership, thirty taurens stood on the deck viciously, which shocked the audience to silence, not to mention that there was a Christine holding a large iron anchor behind him, and a young black-haired man with a smile on his face, who seemed to be without any threat.

What can I do? The poor sailors were unable to resist at all. Mr. Cohen, who was hiding in the corner of the deck, was so frightened that his body was trembling. He vowed that he would rather be kidnapped by the pirates than fall into the clutches of these dark creatures.

My God! The leader of the Taurus who is stronger than the vulture, dozens of vicious and murderous monsters with extremely fierce and murderous intent, plus a strong beauty who is so powerful that he cannot judge his strength... The gods are above. Will the dark race conquer the world again, and these terrifying Taurus are their advance troops?

"Hey, hey, how can I look like a dark creature?" Christine expressed her dissatisfaction with this, although she admitted that she had fallen in front of the powdered diaper. "Okay, don't worry too much. We are not those pirates, but then again, where is Mr. Cohen, I saw him just now."

I can't see me, I can't see me, I can't see me, Mr. Cohen tried his best to hide in the corner, wishing to stuff himself into the gap in the deck, but he was destined to be disappointed, because Lin Taiping had already walked over with a kind face: "Well, disturb me, may I ask you..."

"Help!" Before he could finish speaking, Mr. Cohen, with a pale face, was already screaming loudly, and the sharp voice was enough to shake the glass into pieces.

"Please, I just want to ask something." Lin Taiping sighed speechlessly, trying to make himself laugh more harmlessly, "Then what, Mr. Cohen, please rest assured, those pirates have been..."

"Help! Don't come here, you evil black mage!"

"Hey hey hey, who is the black mage? I just have black hair and eyes."

"No! Don't come here! Help, who will save me? I'm willing to give him a thousand gold coins as reward!"

"Are you sure? Then you can give me five hundred gold coins, I promise I will never touch your hair."

"Help! Help! Help!"

It's very good and powerful, it's just a chat with a chicken. No matter how Lin Taiping tried his best to persuade him, Mr. Cohen shook his head desperately with tears in his eyes, and he held the collar tightly and did not let go. He was just a very arrogant person who said he wouldn't listen or not.

He was angry, and it was useless to say anything. Lin Taiping simply said nothing and winked at the tauren behind him. He couldn't wait to rush up immediately, grabbed Cohen fiercely, and shouted viciously: "Shut up, you fat pig, get me into the cabin inside."

With a bang, poor Mr. Cohen was thrown directly into the cabin. Lin Taiping carefully tidied up his outer robe and followed in with a smile on his face. By the way, he kicked the cabin door.

A few loyal sailors wanted to go up and save people, but the thirty taurens stood in front of the door and smashed the totem stone pillars on the deck, which immediately made everyone shut up.

Through the sealed hatch door, you can still hear the conversation between Lin Taiping and Mr. Cohen in a vague way, and you don’t know what they were talking about. A few seconds later, you can hear Mr. Cohen’s hysterical screams there, as if you don’t come over and don’t take off your clothes or something.

But soon, with a few light bangs, Mr. Cohen's scream suddenly disappeared. In the strange silence, a few red light suddenly appeared in the crack of the door. Could it be that it was a very evil black magic?

"Can you say?" More than a dozen sailors couldn't help looking at each other. They could see the cold sweat on each other's forehead. Perhaps at this time, the black-haired man had grown a one-horn and shook his demon's tail and laughed hideously. In the burning sea of ​​fire, Mr. Cohen's body and soul were burned to ashes?

With a bang, just as I thought of this, the closed hatch door was suddenly withdrawn heavily. More than a dozen sailors shook subconsciously and looked up at each other, and then... uh, then, they were collectively stunned.

There is no torture, no black magic, no smell of blood, and there is actually nothing!

At the narrow door, Lin Taiping and Mr. Cohen walked out side by side, smiling and holding each other's arms. The intimate look was like... it was like... they were brothers who had been separated for many years.

What's the situation? What's the situation? More than a dozen sailors were completely stunned and even wondered if there was something wrong with their eyes. Mr. Cohen, who was so scared that he was clamoring for help, was now on the shoulder of the black mage and laughed as if he had picked up more than a dozen wallets.

In fact, it was not just as simple as picking up a wallet. Cohen is still holding Lin Taiping's hand tightly. His eyes that are so passionate that it can melt the ice are like looking at a mobile vault: "Dear Lin, then we will make up that way. After arriving in Rhode Island, please be sure to give me some face and stay at my house for a few days."

"Of course, this is my honor." Lin Taiping also smiled brightly, with eight snow-white and shiny teeth shining in the sun. "I think, maybe we can hold a grand ball tomorrow to invite all the celebrities, nobles and merchants from Rhode Island to attend. What do you think of this suggestion?"

"Good idea, I love this idea to death." Cohen's eyes lit up immediately, and his whole fat face was so furious that he was radiating. "No matter how late, I will tell them to repair the ship. Thank you for your hard work, do you want to come and have some fine wine? I have a bottle of Polish red wine that has been treasured for thirty years. I will send it to you to taste it?"

Very very powerful. Seeing such a strange scene, more than a dozen sailors have turned into sculptures directly. Especially when they hear this bottle of Polish red wine, they feel like the whole world is completely collapsed.

Gods are here! That is Mr. Cohen’s most cherished collection. It took him a thousand gold coins to snatch it from the auction. Not to mention drinking a glass, even if someone wants to get closer, he will be scolded immediately... But now, he is willing to take out this bottle of red wine to give it to someone, and it is very stunning that you will hit me and die on the deck if you don’t accept it.

"What do you know?" But in the shocked gaze of the sailors, Mr. Cohen still smiled and his body was trembling, as if he was a natural prodigal son. "To be honest, let alone a bottle of red wine, it would be fine if I wanted me to marry my daughter to him, as long as he was really willing to take out those... Well, why are you still standing there? Why don't you go to repair the boat quickly?"

Is this considered a silence? More than a dozen sailors looked at each other, but they could only leave to work helplessly. Only one of the big bearded sailors was still unable to help but take a few steps forward, and said in a low voice: "Sir, I don't doubt anything, but are you sure that the black mage did not use the magic trick on you?"

"How is that possible?" Mr. Cohen immediately turned red, as if he saw his dearest friend being insulted. "Klopp, I warn you very seriously not to guess others with malicious intentions, especially good people like Lin!"

A great person? A great person? A great person?

The sailor turned his head with a strange face. On the deck of the Black Pearl, the black-haired man, known as a great man, was smoking leisurely and enthusiastically talking to the pirates about life and ideals.

Of course, this way of conversation is a bit rough, especially the few taurens next to him, who would catch a pirate at any time and shake it hard like shaking dice: "Damn bastard, you have been a pirate for ten years, have you only saved ten gold coins?"

Very very powerful, the sailor couldn't help but shivered. The gods were above. If this was a great man, then the devil could grow white wings and draw a halo on his head...

"Devil? That's right, that guy is indeed a devil!" Mr. Cohen nodded in agreement, but added with a golden look on his face, "But I can guarantee that every merchant and nobleman in Rhode Island will be willing to sell his soul to him, because no one will refuse the rain of gold coins falling from the sky."

Yes, no one could refuse, so a few seconds later, the big businessman who once claimed that he hated dark creatures the most immediately tidied up his outer robe and strode with fat faces on his face.

In the sunset, his voice was as sweet as if three kilograms of honey were poured into his throat, which made the sailors feel goosebumps all over his body: "Lin, my dearest friend, I just remembered that I still have a high-quality caviar, maybe we can have dinner together?"

PS: Monday is very important, of course Tuesday is also important, and Wednesday is also very... Well, it's right to roll around and be cute and want to vote and collect.

In addition, I would like to recommend a new article by an old author, "Urban Alien", book number 3265611. When you see the title of the book, you will know what it is written. This guy's article is worth reading.
Chapter completed!