On the fourth day of Sean''s arrival in Memphis, under the cover of night, five heavily armed pirate ships flying the black crow flag quietly dropped anchor on an uninhabited desert island.

    The ominous, the ship of pirate Baron lisk holder.

    "Boss, do we really want to help the Montel family deal with the evil pirate group? The ghost hand guy is not a good stubble."

    After a sip of wine, big gold tooth looked at lisk and said carelessly.

    Hearing this, lisk took a look at Da Jinya and didn''t care too much. Da Jinya is such a character.

    Of course, he knew that not only dajinya had doubts about this problem, but also several other leaders, but they were afraid of making taboos and didn''t say it.

    "I know you all have doubts in your heart, but you should believe that black crows never do business at a loss, and all their efforts will have a valuable harvest."

    Lisk''s tone was erratic, with an unspeakable mystery.

    Seeing that his men were still puzzled, lisk outlined a smile at the corners of his mouth.

    "You don''t need to be too nervous to deal with the evil pirate group this time. We probably just need to go through a show. The Montel family is far stronger than you think."

    At last, lisk''s voice sank.

    Because of his talent, his perception of breath is far more than that of ordinary extraordinary people. It is precisely because of this that when he was in the small manor, he would compromise at the end and increase his chips again in exchange for the friendship of the Montel family.

    With his excellent perception, when he was in the small manor, he clearly felt that two terrible smells locked him away. As long as he had any change, he would be hit by thunder.

    Although he didn''t see the owner of these two terrible smells, he knew that both of them should be fourth order extraordinary.

    With two extraordinary fourth-order extraordinary people, even if the fleet has no advantage and the geographical advantage has no advantage, the Montel family will still win. The problem is only the length of time and the cost.

    "This is a battle whose outcome is doomed."

    Finally, he said something that made his men confused. Lisk left the cabin alone. It was time for him to read.

    On the fifth day of Sean''s arrival in Memphis, three three masted sailboats flying the Golden Oak flag of the Montel family set sail from the port of Memphis.

    City Hall, the highest place in Memphis.

    Overlooking the whole of Memphis, ASIM bansain''s eyes drifted away, as if he saw a port full of sails.

    "Little Montle is leaving?"

    "Yes, count."

    "Is there any special person in there?"

    "No, it''s still those people. They just called some followers."

    "Well, let''s see what little Montel''s cards are. To be honest, I''m really curious."

    When ASIM said this, the Secretary hesitated and said:

    "Lord count, someone sent a ship to follow Sir Sean''s fleet. Shall we send someone to follow and see the results?"

    "No, some people always don''t know how to live or die. Is it a joke to be a non-human who is really a fourth-order extraordinary?"

    Looking back, ASIM glanced at his secretary.

    "Well, you ask the intelligence office to send some people who are good at trace recovery to follow those people far away to see if you can get some useful information."

    After thinking about it, I was really curious about Sean''s response, and ASIM spoke again.

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    Three three three masted sailboats on the sea are chopping waves, with full sails, and are moving fast.

    This time, the three three three masted sailboats Sean mobilized were armed merchant ships. Although their firepower could not be compared with warships, they were also much stronger than ordinary pirate ships.

    Advance, temporary flagship.

    "Sir, there''s a tail coming up behind."

    Looking at Sean standing on the deck overlooking the sea, the captain came behind him and whispered.

    "Don''t worry about them for the time being until you''re far away from Memphis."

    Without looking back, Sean said casually. It''s just a small matter. It''s not worth remembering. Since you can''t see the form clearly, just stay away and solve it.

    At night, the night wind was blowing and waves were blowing, but it was a comfortable scene, but at this moment, the old hound Bonnard''s face was heavy.

    The wreckage of the ship was faintly visible, and the burning flame reddened the sea.

    Bornar, an old hound, belongs to the Memphis intelligence office. He is proficient in trace science, experienced and good at discovering the truth from subtle points.

    With the flying shear approaching the wreckage, bonard came to his conclusion after careful observation.

    There are two people who do it. One should be the fourth order extraordinary of the Montell family. The two dismembered ships should be his handwriting. The traces left are in line with the previous intelligence. They use the unknown secret skill that can send flying chopping. The other should be good at manipulating the flame. The burning ship is his masterpiece, probably Sean''s pet, The flame flying dragon.

    "Old hound, shall we catch up?"

    On the flying shear ship, Bonnar''s colleagues are not as proficient in trace science as Bonnar, but he can also clearly know how dangerous it is to continue tracking.

    "Keep chasing, but we have to slow down."

    Bite your teeth, Bonnard said.

    In fact, at this time, everyone on the flying shear boat knows that it is unrealistic to stop tracking at this moment. They have no choice at all, but how to catch up and whether they can catch up in the end is another statement.

    At the same time, on the other side of the nameless desert island, Sean''s fleet and lisk''s black crow Pirate Group have joined together.

    After a short integration, in order to reduce the risk of being found, under the cover of night, guided by the black crow Pirate Group, eight sailboats anchored and left the desert island.

    Blare, blare, blare, blare, blare, blare, blare, blare, blare, blare.

    "Full sail, turn right."

    "Full sail, turn right."

    Shouts sounded one after another, and the sails were fully opened. Under the sudden strong wind, the fleet sailed to the boundless sea like an arrow.

    On the advance, looking at the palm sized silver horn in lisk''s hand, a strange color flashed in Sean''s eyes.

    "Strange things of war, I have to be reasonable. Mr. Sike, you gave me a surprise."

    "It''s nothing. It''s just a third-order wonder."

    Handed the horn to Sean, lisk shook his head and said.

    "Can I know its name?"

    "Gale horn."

    "Good name."

    After playing with the wind horn for a while, Sean returned it to lisk.

    The gale horn can set off a gale. Although the wind level is not high enough, it is too scattered, and the actual lethality is insufficient, in the era of sail warships, such a strange thing is indeed a full treasure on the sea, and a war strange thing is worthy of its name. However, with the advent of the era of armored ships, I''m afraid this strange thing will become an ordinary third-order strange thing, No longer known as the wonder of war.