Roaming the universe, all thanks to your many dark skills!

Jack Sparrow heard the ridicule and sarcasm in Rosen's words, and his face couldn't help but turn red.

But he really didn't want to go crazy with Rosen.

When he was dealing with the East India Trading Company in the past, he dared to refuse to help Cutler Beckett transport a shipload of slaves and let the slaves go, so he was marked as a pirate and even had his own ship burned and sunk.

But offending Beckett is different from offending the whole of Great Britain.

Now he can continue to live freely in the Caribbean because the trouble he caused before was not big. But if he really went to London with Rosen to cause trouble, he would be wanted by the whole of Great Britain, and he was afraid that he would really become a rat crossing the street and could not stay anywhere.

But he needed help from Rosen and didn't want to offend him, so he said casually, "It doesn't have to be like you said, but at least we have to wait until I get the Black Pearl back."

"You'd better remember and keep your promise." Rosen looked at him and said calmly: "Otherwise, what I can help you get back, I can also destroy it in the same way."

"I understand." Jack Sparrow's eyelids twitched and he forced a smile at Rosen.

"Ah! Let me go, damn it!"

At this time, screams and curses came from the mast.

It turned out that while Rosen and Jack Sparrow were chatting, the No. 2 bandage that was wrapped around Elizabeth Swan had dragged her to the mast and hung her upside down.

On the contrary, people who have played the game of hanging upside down on the horizontal bar will definitely know that it is not a pleasant feeling to be upside down with blood rushing into the head.

What's more, he was still hanging on a high mast, more than ten meters above the sea surface, with no support anywhere, and he was swaying left and right when the occasional sea breeze whistled past. He felt really horrified and helpless.

"It turns out that the so-called elegance is all pretended. Now it is her true nature." Rosen said disdainfully, "You are just a bullshit noble lady, a wild girl pretending to be elegant."

"Woo, woo, woo." Elizabeth Swan's shouting stopped abruptly.

Because bandage No. 2 stretched out and tightened around Elizabeth Swan's mouth like a bit in a mule's mouth, making it impossible for her to scream. (Note 2)

Rosen shook the Aztec gold coin in his hand and said, "I heard that Barbossa and his bastards have been searching the world for this thing. Now it's in my hands. Do you think they will find it?"

"Of course I will." said Jack Sparrow.

"That's good." Rosen smiled and said, "I will use this gold coin as bait to lure them to come and die."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and seven or eight crows appeared out of thin air with a clatter. They scattered without waiting for Rosen's orders. Four of them circled over the Interceptor, and the other four flew in the direction they came from.

It has to be said that the Interceptor is worthy of its reputation as a fast ship in the British Navy's ship series, especially with the constant push of the sea breeze controlled by Rosen and the attribute bonus of his LV9 driving expertise, it is almost like it is flying close to the sea surface.

Not much time had passed since they left Port Royal, but the ships that were chasing them madly had been left behind without a trace.

Jack Sparrow felt the amazing speed of the Interceptor, and suddenly felt that his Black Pearl's title as the speed king of the Caribbean was about to be lost.

Maybe I'm just too tired recently, and all this is just an illusion. Jack Sparrow shook his head and consoled himself: Maybe I've been separated from Black Pearl for too long and have forgotten her speed.

But he could forget how fast the Black Pearl was in the past, but he could not ignore how fast the Interceptor was now.

Especially when the sea breeze with a faint fishy smell slapped his face, it was more like someone was slapping him in the face and jokingly reminding him: Wake up from your self-deceiving fantasies as soon as possible.

Originally, Jack Sparrow thought that since Rosen was planning to go to London, he would go directly to Great Britain after leaving Port Royal.

But he soon found out that he was wrong.

After sailing out of Port Royal and seeing that there were no other ships following behind, Rosen gradually slowed down the speed of the Interceptor. At the same time, Bandage No. 2 at the helm also began to adjust the direction and started to make large circles on the sea.

"Luo, what on earth do you want to do?" Jack Sparrow asked in confusion.

"Wait until dark." Rosen smiled and kept the secret, saying, "Then you'll understand everything."

"Where is she?" Jack Sparrow pointed at Elizabeth Swann who was still hanging upside down and said, "Are we going to keep her hanging like this? Don't forget, she is the ship's cook. Without her, we will starve."

"Now that she's willing to cook, do you dare to eat?" Rosen didn't directly expose Jack Sparrow's little thoughts, but just asked with a sneer.

Jack Sparrow was immediately speechless.

"So what difference does it make whether we let her go or not? Let her calm down first. At least let her know who has the final say on this ship."

Rosen looked at Jack Sparrow and said, "Go find a fishing rod and catch some fish. I'll be the chef and we'll have a drink later."

"Chinese wine?" Jack Sparrow's eyes lit up.

"of course."

"I'm going fishing now." Jack Sparrow turned around and hurried away.

Could this guy have drunk Chinese wine? I feel like he's quite excited. Rosen watched him leave and then went to the ship's kitchen to see if there was anything he could use.

Jack Sparrow's luck may have been used up in turning danger into safety when he was being chased by enemies, but he was really unlucky when it came to fishing.

There was a gap of at least two hours between the time he started fishing and the time Rosen prepared the meal and other things. Jack Sparrow didn't catch any fish, and he didn't even catch any kelp.

"Spyro, come and eat." Rosen set up the table, chairs, dishes and chopsticks on the deck and shouted loudly.

"You eat first, I'm about to catch a fish." Jack Sparrow was obviously a little excited. He held the fishing rod tightly and wanted to catch a big fish.

"Give up. There is no shame in being in the Air Force." Rosen came over, patted him on the shoulder and said, "This is fate. Insisting and fighting are futile."

"Impossible." Jack Sparrow said unconvinced.

"Then go ahead." Rosen was too lazy to persuade him any further, so he turned back to the table and started eating and drinking.

Although he and Jack Sparrow became friends, it was more of a verbal statement. Deep down, Rosen didn't really consider Jack Sparrow as a friend.

After all, although the Pirates of the Caribbean movies are good, Jack Sparrow has a unique charm, but...

None of this could hide the cold, ugly truth: he was a pirate.

Even though the plot explains why he became a pirate, it is difficult to really whitewash it.

After all, even if he got the Black Pearl back, he would still become a pirate, and almost everyone knew what pirates did.

Jack Sparrow led them on a safari on the sea, engaging in murder and robbery. Even if he had a good character, his hands were probably stained with the blood of many innocent people.

Rosen certainly didn't have any moral obsession, and he never thought of being a saint, otherwise he would have drawn his gun and shot the guy dead long ago.

But he didn't like this guy's behavior, so for now he just wanted to be superficial friends with him.

The previous words were not just a warning, but also a warning.

If Jack Sparrow really wanted to take advantage of him and run away, then Rosen wouldn't mind letting him experience the anger of a "friend".