In the alliance, the more they attack me, the stronger I become!

He regretted that he had believed the nonsense of this crazy woman... and was tricked by her into sailing north.

No, this wasn't what he regretted most—what he regretted most was...

He shouldn't have messed with the famous Miss Fortune.

Anyone she targeted was doomed...

"You guessed it right~" Sarah stopped pretending and directly took out her famous twin guns - these two guns were forged by her mother, a master of firearms. They were supposed to be sold to a conceited and brutal villain, but now they are in her hands.

She vowed to use these two guns to kill the villain... her enemy. But before that, she needed to use them to make a name for herself.

"You're the one to blame." Sarah leaned forward, her rifles raised. The faint smell of gunpowder was like the Grim Reaper's scythe to the captain. "I've had this all planned out in my head ever since you stole my purse."

"You bitch...!" The captain cursed with gritted teeth, but what he got in return was only a worse end - the moment the words fell, his head was hit hard by Sarah with the butt of the gun, and the skin was broken and bleeding on the spot.

"Watch your mouth! I don't want my Siren to be polluted by foul language." Sarah sneered. "Someone will come to 'clean' the ship later. Then you and your crew can slowly swim back to Bilgewater in the rowboat—or you can choose not to return. It's up to you."

"Damn it..." The captain was filled with anger, but he did not dare to act rashly under the threat of bullets.

He knew who the "people" the other party was talking about were - an organization that specialized in cleaning up people's messes in the Lost Sea. Any money or objects of unknown origin could be laundered here, and they only needed to take a portion of the profits.

Those guys aren't afraid of anyone except Gangplank!

Damn it... Damn it!

"Don't be angry. I only want your ship, not your life—it's like exchanging your ship for your life." Sarah laughed again. "You know, your bounty is worth thousands of Silver Snake Coins. As a bounty hunter, I'm showing you mercy by not taking your head back directly to claim the reward."

Hearing this, the captain was angry but could do nothing.

He even had to be grateful that the other party was a principled person - if it were someone else, they would not only rob his ship but also take his head in exchange for a bounty.

He stole Sarah's money, so Sarah would retaliate tenfold and rob his boat, but she would not take his life.

Can……

He was still unwilling to give in.

This Siren is the result of most of his life's work, and he absolutely cannot let anyone take it away!

Even if it costs our lives, we must protect this ship!

"Miss Fortune, I admit you're a formidable bounty hunter..." The captain removed his hand from the rudder, letting the ship drift off in an unknown direction. "But you can't take my Siren... No one, no one!"

"Is this ship more important than your life?" Sarah narrowed her eyes, with the two black muzzles of her guns pointing directly at the other person's eyebrows.

"If you open fire, all my crew members will rush in...at worst, we can trade our lives!"

"Oh? You think those idiots of yours can take me out?"

"You might as well give it a try..."

"Then give it a try."

Click... Sarah loaded the bullet, and the crisp sound seemed to hit the other person's heart.

The two sides were at a stalemate and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

Sarah was ready to take action - if the ship was too big, she could just throw it away. A few thousand silver snake coins would be enough to buy a less expensive ship.

The captain was also prepared to die in fear. He believed that his men would help him avenge his death - at least to protect his Siren from falling into the hands of bounty hunters.

Both sides are always ready, just waiting for the other side to make the first move.

But at this extremely tense moment...

Boom!

Suddenly there was a loud noise, and then the whole ship shook.

The nervous captain subconsciously thought that the other party had fired a gun, and he shouted out with a voice that had been held back for a long time: "Someone come!"

Sarah no longer hesitated and pulled the trigger.

But unfortunately, the vibration just now caused her aim to deviate by several centimeters, and the bullet passed by the captain's scalp.

The captain's hat was blown away, and he didn't care about his ugly bald image, and crawled out of the captain's room.

But to his surprise, his shout just now did not attract anyone.

Under the threat of death, he burst out with unprecedented potential and ran wildly along the aisle of the cabin.

Finally, he escaped to the deck after being shot in the kidney, and finally saw his men.

Those dozens of thugs...all gathered around the deck's railing.

Each of them was looking down curiously, completely unaware that their captain was about to be killed.

Finally, the mate saw the captain, but for a moment he didn't notice the wound on his waist. He only complained with a sad face:

"Captain, I told you not to go straight through the Lost Sea. The fog is too thick here, and you can't see anything far away... Now, you insisted on ordering us to go this way, and now the Siren has collided with another boat."

"It's just a collision! Come and help me!" The captain was almost fainted with anger.

But the deputy still didn't understand. "No, I'm not worried about the other side. If that small boat sinks, it will sink. But our ship will also be damaged. It's not worth it... By the way, Captain, why do you look so bad?"

"Damn it..." The captain was too lazy to speak and simply grabbed his deputy and threw him behind him.

Bang! The gunshot was heard just in time, and the deputy blocked the fatal bullet for him.

"Do you think I wanted to leave like this?! Can you use your pig brain to think about it?! The ship has been moving in a strange direction for so long and no one has guessed that I was controlled! You damn idiots!!"

The captain ran for his life while pointing at his deputy who was shot and cursing, which finally alarmed the thugs on the deck.

Everyone was stunned at first, and then rushed over to protect their bread and butter.

All kinds of muskets were loaded, and some people even took out expensive high-end goods - underground firearms smuggled from Zaun, which had not been officially verified and had no safety guarantees, but were incredibly powerful.

"Where did the rat come from?" a thug shouted into the cabin, and then pulled the trigger.

boom!

Someone took the lead, and the others opened fire without any hesitation.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of gunfire continued, mixed with the captain's wails: "Don't destroy my Siren...!"

"It's my Siren."

A cold female voice came from the side of the crowd, and then two thugs were shot and fell to the ground.

Only then did everyone realize that the black shadow they had just shot at was just a coat hanging in the cabin aisle.

Sarah, who has been through many battles, would not be stupid enough to use two guns to confront dozens of guns head-on.

Her advantage lies in her agile physique and her accurate shooting.

Boom!

The two guns opened fire, and two more people fell down immediately.

But those thugs were not all losers. They quickly turned their guns and began suppressing fire in the direction where Sarah was.

Even if you miss, at least the opponent won't dare to show up again.

The luxurious cabin instantly became riddled with holes, as if it were a piece of junk just picked up from the battlefield of Noxus.

"Tsk, it's really troublesome..."

Sarah, leaning against the iron gate, felt overwhelmed.

Although she had already prepared for a head-on battle with this group of people, this was ultimately a bad strategy - she had originally planned to control the captain until the contact person from the Lost Sea arrived.

"What bad luck... What on earth hit the boat just now?"

Sarah complained to herself, glancing at the sea out of the corner of her eye.

And it was just this one glance that made her stunned.

She saw... a man covered in scars climbing the smooth surface of the boat with his bare hands...

You have to know that this kind of large ship does not have any fulcrum underneath. In order to be able to support enough weight, the deck will be made as flat as possible, and it is even smoother than the table in the tavern.

And that strange man... actually climbed up with his bare hands?

Is there glue on his hands?

No...that's not right...?

Sarah looked closely and was even more surprised.

She saw that man... The reason he was able to climb onto the boat was not because he found a fulcrum, but because he was creating a fulcrum...

Every time his hand climbed up and touched the surface of the boat, it would forcefully create a nick in the hard hull...

Just using your fingers... to press holes into the hull...?

What kind of grip is this...?

Everything before her eyes was far beyond Sarah's cognition.

She even thought she was dazzled... or maybe it was the "sea monster" in the Lost Sea that caused her to have this extremely unreal hallucination.

She couldn't believe it.

The thugs on the ship couldn't believe it either - because the man had climbed up to the deck from the bottom of the sea and was standing right in front of them.

In an instant, the dense gunfire stopped.

Everyone had a look of disbelief on their faces.

They stared at the strange man, their eyes widening as wide as they could.

Not only because this man was able to climb onto a four-meter-high boat from the turbulent sea, but also because...

"Did we just... fire into the sea...?" a thug asked someone by his side blankly.

"Afraid that he wasn't killed, they fired dozens of shots..." another person responded blankly.

"We just looked carefully for a while... to make sure we didn't miss..." The others were also stunned.

The strange man with bullet holes all over his clothes looked at everyone with an innocent face.

"What do you mean by ramming my ship and shooting me? Pay me the money, or give me this ship instead. I'm on my way to Bilgewater."

As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his body vigorously again.

clang clang clang clang...

More than ten bullets fell to the ground.

"My name is Cheng Xiao. Who is your captain? Call him over and ask him to transfer the boat to me. Now, immediately."

Chapter 104 is a honey trap! She added a honey trap!

Cheng Xiao felt that she was extremely unlucky today.

Although there is sea in Freljord, most of it is icy sea that is difficult to navigate, so the locals basically don't build ships and don't know much about sailing. He could only ask Sejuani for a small boat that she had previously robbed from the Noxian caravan.

This kind of boat didn't have a power system, and even the material of the sail wasn't very good. He rowed all the way out of Freljord almost entirely on his own strength. In order to save time and not be able to row or wait for half a day, he rowed for several days and nights.

They were almost reaching Bilgewater when they encountered thick sea fog again - the kind of fog that was almost unnatural. Even he couldn't see clearly in it. The visibility was at most two or three times that of an ordinary person.

Shrouded in thick fog, even his map was useless and he could only rely on the compass to get a rough direction.

It seems that we are about to break out of the thick fog... and we are about to encounter a big ship.

The other party probably lost his way in the thick fog, and with visibility extremely low, he almost bumped into him directly without even trying to dodge.

Well, it’s not the other party’s fault. After all, it wasn’t intentional.

But...what does it mean to hit him and then shoot him?

I haven't even seen him, and you're bombarded with bullets?

You were also injured by a dump truck, right? Your hometown is in the Free State, right?

Cheng Xiao was very angry.

So he decided to ask the other party to compensate him with the ship directly so that he could reach the port of Bilgewater as soon as possible.

"Fortunately, people's physical conditions cannot be generalized. In my extreme anger, I used my body to block your bullets."

Cheng Xiao looked at his tattered clothes and simply tore them off, revealing his perfectly sculpted muscles.