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Chapter 112

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The two walked for about a quarter of an hour, and Zhang Heng saw the young woman in front of him suddenly run into an alley. So, he quickened his pace to catch up with her.

Before he could reach the alley, however, a figure rushed out of it. It was a man with red hair, like a burning flame. He was holding a thin sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword was stained with blood.

Zhang Heng recalled that Frazer had asked for help from another person. An ominous feeling rose in his heart, and he no longer hid himself. Rushing to the alley as fast as he could, he saw Randall's sister-in-law lying on the ground. Fortunately, she was only knocked unconscious, and her life wasn't in danger. The man next to her, however, wasn't so lucky. His heart was pierced through, and his eyes were wide open. It was as if he had died with a grievance.

Zhang Heng glanced at him, and without hesitation, he ran towards the man with the sword.

The latter also realized that he was being targeted, and he sprinted through the crowd. Being shorter than the average person, he was more agile, choosing to squeeze through crowded places like a swimming fish.

Unfortunately, his red hair was too conspicuous, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hide it. He also chose the wrong strategy. He wanted to exhaust his opponent with his excellent stamina. After a quarter of an hour, he was panting from exhaustion. On the other hand, the man behind him didn't seem to be sweating at all.

The long-distance running that Zhang Heng had persisted for so long finally came in handy. Seeing that the other party was willing to expend her energy, he did not stop her. He clearly had the opportunity to rush up and grab her, but he just followed behind, maintaining a distance of about ten steps.

The red-haired man also realized that he couldn't go on like this. So, he started to pick places where there were fewer people, and finally, he stopped in front of a reef beach.

There weren't many people in this area, and it was a good place for a duel. He turned around and looked at Zhang Heng. "What's your relationship with that thief? Are you his accomplice?"

Only then did Zhang Heng notice that the person he had been chasing turned out to be a girl. She didn't look very old, only sixteen or seventeen years old. However, the way she dressed was no different from the other men in the city. In terms of personality, she was also very similar to men. In fact, she was even more direct than most men. Although she asked a question, she was already holding the blood-stained rapier at her waist.

Zhang Heng had no choice but to draw his gun to calm her down. "I'm sorry. I was asked by Frazer to help him retrieve a bag of lost pearls."

"That old bastard asked someone else to help him?" The red-haired girl revealed a doubtful look when she heard this, and then she looked at someone even more vigilantly. "Then what do you plan to do? Snatch it from me again?"

"Actually … there is a solution that satisfies both sides."

… …

The old pirate was enjoying his dinner — a piece of roasted lamb with lemon juice. The next moment, a small blue pouch of money was thrown on his table, black pearls spilling out from the open mouth of the pouch.

Frazer raised his head and saw the two people standing in front of him. A look of surprise appeared on his face. "Really? When did you two get together?"

"What's wrong? We've already retrieved the pearls according to your request. Do you have a problem with that?" The red-haired girl's tone was unfriendly. The old pirate had asked her to retrieve the pearls, but in the blink of an eye, he had found someone else to help him. It was obvious that he didn't trust her ability. Hence, her displeasure was not without reason. Her hand was already on the sword at her waist, and it looked like she was about to attack.

Frazer raised his eyebrows. "Anger, in a sense, is a good thing. Using your anger properly will make you stronger. If you really want me to find you a ship to be a pirate, you'd better control your temper. If you continue like this, something bad will happen to you sooner or later."

"I'd rather die fighting like a warrior than hide under a girl's skirt like a coward," the red-haired girl said proudly.

"That's a very memorable speech. Although I don't completely agree with it, it's worth a drink, isn't it?" The old pirate raised his glass.

"Where's our reward?" Zhang Heng asked without picking up the glass in front of him.

Frazer gestured for Zhang Heng to whisper into his ear. After a while, Zhang Heng frowned. "So, you didn't tell him about this?"

"I didn't tell him because it's for his own good. Isn't he living a good life now?"

"No, you didn't tell him because you didn't want to lose your boatswain, right?"

"Well, that's part of the reason. Fortunately, I don't have to worry about that anymore." He took out a wooden horse from his pocket and placed it on the table. "Show this to him, and he'll believe you. However, you have to make sure that you only tell him the final location after he's taught you the technique. That sly old fox has never been a kind and trustworthy person. If he runs away before you do, you won't be able to find a better teacher than him in Nassau to teach you how to control a sail."

… …..

Zhang Heng and the red-haired girl walked out of the tavern. She seemed to be in a good mood. She had just received a recommendation letter, recommending her to work on the Golden Swallow. Although she would only be an ordinary sailor, it was not an easy job. After all, most pirates did not allow women to board their ships.

As for a pure female pirate crew, that was something that would only appear in movies and comics. It was undeniable that there were many powerful female characters, but in terms of physical strength and strength, apart from a few gifted ones, most of them were far inferior to men. This would be even more obvious in a boarding battle, and if the whole ship was on their period, the outcome would be even more tragic.

Zhang Heng was about to shake the red-haired girl's hand and say goodbye when she spoke first. "Hey, Easterner, do you have a place to stay on this island?"

"Hmm?"

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