Pirate System

Only then did the jailer understand, but he was a little moved, and praised Tangke for his love and righteousness. Kam was about to be executed, and he even wanted to see him. Tang Ke bit his head and said a few words of humility.

"You tell me, where is he locked up?" Tangke turned to the topic and stuffed another silver coin.

The jailer took the money, but shook his head in embarrassment: "Kam killed nobles and robbed the navy ship. He is a felon. He was not detained here, but was held in secret. The navy did this because it was afraid that someone would rob the prison. Yes. I advise you not to say that you know Cam after you go out, so as not to get angry. Well, since Cam is not here, you should go out as soon as possible, and don't make trouble here. "

"You're not fooling me, are you?"

"If I lie, I will go to hell when I die!"

Tang Ke was dumbfounded when he heard it. This is the only prison in the city. If Cam is not here, it will be troublesome. He looked dignified and walked out of the prison with a basket.

The warden here has not eaten lunch until now, and his heart is on fire. He pinched his waist and went out of the house to ask his subordinates. Those wardens saw Tangke from a distance, as if they had seen the savior, and pointed at Tangke as the culprit. culprit.

"Who are you? Why didn't Catherine deliver the meal?" The warden looked suspiciously at the burly woman in front of him.

Tangke is still the same set of words, saying that his aunt cut vegetables and cut her fingers, so he only needs to replace it.

"It's too late for you to deliver meals today, and the payment for meals will be deducted this month, do you hear that?" the warden said angrily.

Tangke didn't say a word, even if he deducted a hundred years of food money, it had nothing to do with him. He knew that Cam wasn't here, and he didn't want to linger anymore, just hoping that nothing would go wrong.

The warden entered the house, and Donk followed. The warden took his seat at the table and slowly spread the napkin on his lap. Tangke lifted the white cloth on the basket and placed plates of dishes on it. Most of them were already cold, and he placed the dishes in the wrong order, which was very rude to the upper class. All these made the warden dissatisfied.

Tang Ke originally said that he was a temporary substitute, so the warden reluctantly endured it. After the dishes on a table were arranged in a mess, Tangke bowed and saluted, saying, "I wish you a happy meal." Then he turned to leave.

The warden didn't have any appetite when he saw Tangke's white face. Tangke got out of his mind, but when Tangke turned around, he found the problem.

Why is this ass so awkward? No matter how big or small, the right side has already faded to the root of the thigh.

Tangke was writhing there and was about to go out.

"Come back, let me take a good look at your ass." The warden thought to himself that he had read countless women, but he had never seen such an unusual butt.

Tang Ke was stunned when he heard this, guessing that the warden was a serious person. He twisted his body and looked down at his butt, and his heart skipped a beat, knowing that he was exposed. He made up his mind, smiled reluctantly, and walked unhurriedly to the warden.

"My ass doesn't look good, this one looks good!" Tangkra opened his collar to reveal his chest.

The warden believed it and looked at it curiously, but it turned out to be a pillow.

Tangke smiled, grabbed the warden's head, and knocked heavily on the table. The warden immediately lost consciousness and fainted with a nosebleed. Tang Ke secretly said that it was very difficult. Fortunately, there was only the warden in this room. If he left quickly, others would not be disturbed.

Before leaving, he straightened his chest and hips, and regained his impressive figure.

"Report! Viscount Michael came to inspect the prison,

Please go over there. "

A jailer appeared at the door at an inopportune moment and said with a serious body. He stared at the wall without squinting, and when he saw that no one answered, he glanced at the dining table from the corner of his eye, and saw the warden lying unconscious on the table, so he cried out in fright.

"Warden! What's the matter with you?"

"What's the matter? Come and help!" Tangke shouted.

The jailer ran to this side, lifted the warden's body, and saw a deformed face.

Tangke did the same, took the opportunity to grab the jailer's head, knocked on the table again, and fainted again. He left the house, pretended to be okay, and walked out with a basket on his back. Passing by the jailers, just after arriving at the gate, he saw a magnificent carriage, and a person came down from it. It was the fourth-order swordsman master he saw yesterday!

This man is Viscount Michael, the ruler of Port Carlin.

The titles are divided into duke, marquis, uncle, son, male fifth, etc. A viscount can own a territory, and if it is an earl, the territory can be as many as several counties.

Tangke was so frightened that he was so frightened that fortunately, the flour was slapped on his face, covering up the drastic change in his face. He has been promoted, so he has a personal experience of the gap between classes. If there is a second-order difference, if they fight, it will definitely be suppressed. When he fought Kedal, he was chased everywhere.

"Lord Warden is eating. I'm leaving," he said in a buzzing mosquito voice, then moved behind one of the guards, leaning against the wall to leave.

Some of the jailers glanced at Tangke, because the Viscount was present, they dared not speak, and let Tangke go. Seeing that the warden hadn't come out, the Viscount said displeasedly, "Why didn't the warden come out to greet him? It's too rude."

At this time, no one dared to interject, only the adjutant followed suit and complimented the viscount, saying that the warden would come out soon, and he broke down in a cold sweat.

"No, the warden was knocked unconscious!" The prison finally let out a startled exclamation.

When the jailers heard this, the Viscount let out a snort.

Someone who responded quickly muttered: "I just saw that the woman was sneaky, shouldn't it be..."

As soon as he reminded him, the other guards looked in the direction where Tangke was walking, and found that Tangke had run away, pulling out the pillow from his pants and throwing it on the street.

"Chase!!"

The prison guards changed color suddenly, and they chased after them. Some even fired two shots, but Tangke was no longer in sight. Later, the jailer simply ran after him on horseback and fired a signal to let passers-by avoid.

Although the Viscount is powerful, he is an aristocrat. At this time, it is inevitable that he will lose his identity by chasing a thief, so he did not move, and only whispered a few words to the people around him. The entourage nodded and followed up on horseback. He mounted the horse neatly and neatly, without the slightest extra movement, and he seemed to be very skilled.

It was said that One-Eyed and the others were lying in ambush outside, ready to go in at any time, but seeing that Tangke didn't send an attack signal, he walked out alone, knowing that something had changed, so he didn't act rashly. At this time, under the leadership of One Eye, they retreated collectively.

"Tangke will be fine, right?" a pirate asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, he's good, he should be able to escape. Let's go to the carriage to pick him up. If he has something to do, we'll go up and help him." One-eyed replied.

The pirate group stalked the streets, past the hustle and bustle of people and traffic. Before that, they had planned an escape route, and someone was stopping at the designated place with a carriage, waiting to pick them up.

Tang Ke ran frantically with his skirt on, attracting passers-by to look at him. A group of prison guards were chasing him on horseback. The horse in front was running very fast. When passersby saw the situation, they hurriedly moved away as if the tide was low. The soldiers opened fire. Accidentally killing a civilian is not a problem at all, and a civilian died in vain.

Tangke passed by a familiar tavern and rushed into it. The people in the tavern were dumbfounded when they saw him.

"Everyone is eating and drinking." He said as he ran, and went out through the back door of the tavern. With the obstacle of this house, those horses couldn't get over, so they had to take a detour.

His subsequent escape routes were all cunning and eccentric, and never let anyone catch up. He ran three streets and finally saw the black carriage waiting for him. Without saying a word, he jumped into the wide window, opened the curtain in front of the carriage, and shouted, "Someone is chasing me behind, hurry up!"

"Drive!" The pirate hurriedly urged the horse to fast forward, the sound of hoofs, galloping on the flagstone road, "Where's Captain Cam? Didn't you see him?"

"Don't mention it, he's not in prison, I don't know where he's being held." Tangke stabbed the pirate on the shoulder, "Look at the road, drive well, and go back and tell you in detail."