Chapter 244 The Most Tight-lipped Man

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"Captain, does doing good deeds really work?"

Tezulo asked seriously.

Seeing that he also looked eager to learn, Gel knew that he had accidentally injured an ally, so he smiled and replied:

"It's useful! It's useless! Hahaha."

"I am where I am today and I have so much money because of my intelligence and hard work! What's wrong with me? Even if there is something wrong, it is the world's fault, not mine! I don't need any psychological comfort!"

Captain Gill said shamelessly.

"We didn't spend any money on those two mermaids, and we didn't want to take them back and keep them in a fish tank, so we just let them go for fun. As for releasing them and accumulating virtue, those are just lies to fool people. Don't take them seriously, hahaha!"

"Ah this..."

Tezoro was stunned. Barrett said sympathetically:

"That's how the captain is. He often talks nonsense. You will get used to it in the future."

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As the sun sets, a layer of golden afterglow is applied to the horizon. The whole world seems to be shrouded in golden Buddha light. The Yarchiman mangroves greedily absorb the last bit of sunlight and transform it into their own vitality. The golden glow slowly fades, and night slowly falls. Everything is quiet and beautiful.

Shampoo Island No. 7.

"Fffffffff! Slippers are still so comfortable!"

Gel said with a strange smile.

The group changed back into casual clothes and arrived outside a remote warehouse.

"But Captain, I still think you look better in a suit."

Tezoro, who was still wearing a black suit, said this. Stella, who also did not change out of her maid outfit, stood elegantly beside him. Hearing this, she nodded seriously in agreement.

"Although being handsome can make a living, but I, the captain, have good teeth and don't like to eat free food."

Ger joked.

"No need to be too handsome, I'm already outstanding enough. I need to learn to be as low-key as possible. A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. Just like now, we are walking on the road. If there is a sniper ambushing us, he will definitely aim at you first."

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. Tezoro pondered for a moment and secretly decided that when he goes out with Captain Gill in the future, he must dress up fancy enough and behave more high-profile, so that he can cover up Captain Gill's brilliance and help him attract fire!

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"Captain, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time. The mission has been accomplished! The wood of the three precious trees Adam is inside."

Ajin, still wearing a mask, was squatting at the door of the warehouse. When he saw Geer, he took the initiative to step forward and said with a smile.

"They are becoming more and more reliable! Ah Jin, where are the other party's people?"

"All the minions have been dealt with, only one small leader is left."

"Well, well done."

Ger nodded with satisfaction, put on a stocking hood and walked in.

"By the way, Weibull, you and Ajin stand guard at the door, we will be out soon."

"Okay, brother."

After saying this, Weibull sat down on the ground and started eating snacks.

"Give me a bag of spicy noodles, Brother Weibull."

Ajin patted Weibull's knee and begged.

"Give!"

Weibull, who never had to worry about not having snacks, readily handed him a bag, and the two of them sat casually at the door and started eating.

Gel had no choice. His younger brother was really... too honest. If there was a fight, he would definitely bring him along. But he really couldn't take him along when it came to acting and deceiving people. It was too much of a letdown for his brother.

The interior of the warehouse is large and dilapidated. It seems that it was originally a factory that was abandoned and converted into a warehouse. In a corner on the left side of the entrance, there are some machines that produce unknown things. The surface of these iron lumps has been rusted by the years, giving people a feeling of being very old.

There was a smell of rust in the air, and I couldn't tell whether it came from the rusty machines or the stench of blood.

Overhead, several light tubes cast a dim orange light, flashing from time to time. Looking at the scene in front of him, Captain Gel felt that a zombie might rush out of the darkness in a strange posture in the next second.

"Ahem! Captain."

Senior was sitting alone on a huge log, with a slit in his mouth from his stocking pullover. He lit a cigarette and was enjoying the pleasure of a post-smoking cigarette. When he saw Ger coming, he jumped lightly off the treasure tree Adam.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"It's not hard. They are just small minions. It's not hard at all."

Senior shrugged and said in a relaxed tone.

"Damn it! Who are you? How dare you attack us? Do you know who our boss is? You are all dead!"

At the side, a fat man wearing a tank top, with abundant body hair and wildly growing blond hair on his chest shouted.

Gel looked at the fat man with a bruised face and tied up tightly but still arrogant, and felt that he looked somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember his name. He should be a character worthy of a name, but that was no longer important to Gel.

"Haha Fatty, I have no interest in knowing who you work for. I'm only interested in these pieces of wood worth 20 billion berries. Besides, you're asking who we are? How would the people behind you know who to seek revenge on? Idiot, stop growing fat and grow some brains. But you don't have a chance in this life, so be smarter in your next life, hahaha!"

Ger taunted mercilessly.

"you!..."

Mahbais was choked so much that he didn't know how to refute for a moment. He was so angry that his chest heaved violently, revealing a large clump of chest hair.

"Humph! Why would you be a pirate if you are afraid of death? You are the ones! In your next life, remember not to get too carried away. You robbed the goods of the Don Quixote family, the overlord of the North Sea. No matter how deep you hide or how far you run, you will be caught and killed!"

"Oh, you're trying to scare me? Don Quixote family? Overlord of the North Sea? It sounds pretty cool. Have any of you heard of it?"

Gel deliberately turned around and asked the people next to him, and everyone shook their heads in agreement.

"I haven't heard of it, Captain. It might be a pirate group that is not well-known in the Four Seas."

Geer looked at Mahbais jokingly and said:

"I'm sorry, it seems like you guys aren't famous at all? And the Overlord of the North Sea, isn't that a self-proclaimed title?"

"Humph! If you haven't heard of it, it's because you don't have enough experience! You cowardly rats who hide your head and show your tail and don't even dare to say your name, you don't deserve to know our Don Quixote family!"

Mahbais said confidently and arrogantly.

"Haha, it turns out you, Fatty, know how to provoke me. It's a pity that I'm the most tight-lipped man, so I won't be fooled by you so easily..."

Gel paused and continued:

"However, since you are a dying man, it doesn't hurt to tell you before you die! Listen!"

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