Chapter 52: Start

　　 "Gerald." The strong man didn't wait for Kede to introduce him, and said his name first. "I heard that you are going to work together to deal with that fat pig? There are enough to breed."
　　 Charles did not answer, and turned his attention to Kede.
　　 "Hehe, we are really weak against the "king" alone, so I found Captain Gerald, who is very strong and can help us."
　　 "He swallowed my goods! He also swallowed my boat! I will never forget that guy's hatred in my life!" Gerald's full-faced face was vaguely angry.
　　 There was a trace of clarity on Charles's face, and it seemed that Kede had asked the "king" opponent to help. This way, there are many people and more powerful people.
　　 "Not much nonsense, I know this place better than you, and I will make the plan." The tough Gerald directly grabbed the right to speak.
"In five days, Sodom will approach a new island, and most of the pig’s boats will go out to rob the pier. This is an opportunity. My people will lead the pig out, and Kede will let the believers stop him. As for you..."
　　 "I'll go to "The King"'s residence, hold some of his subordinates for you, and find what I and Kede need by the way."
　　 "But I really doubt your strength. Is it really useful for you to go there? You don't even have a smell on your body, I guess you haven't even killed a few people." Gerald put his arms around his chest with doubt in his eyes.
　　 Charles looked at him calmly. "Even if I am going to die, that is to achieve everyone's goal."
　　Gerald shrugged, "This is really good, it doesn't matter, anyway, you can only count as an extra. I really need the talents of Kode. The pig stayed in that seat for too long."
　　 Kede stood up like a nice guy, he laughed and said: "Very well, everyone takes what they need, so it couldn't be better."
　　 But as soon as Gerald walked away, Kede's face changed immediately, and his expression looked at Charles solemnly, "This guy is not the king's opponent. You'd better find out the chart before he dies."
　　 Charles sneered in his heart, even if his brain was missing a piece, this old fox was not a fuel-efficient lamp. The danger was taken by others, but he sat and reaped the reward.
　　 "Did you help in sneaking? For example, a map of "Wang"'s residence? Or where important items are stored?"
　　 "Sorry, I'm afraid I can't help much in this regard. No one can really understand the "king", and no one can survive after sneaking into his residence. I can only tell you that it is very dangerous."
　　 "Hmm..." Charles frowned, and rushed in like this. It was undoubtedly a needle in a haystack.
　　 "You still have a few days to prepare and gather information. I hope you can succeed. At the same time, I sincerely hope that what you said is true. For this operation, the followers of Sodom will pay a lot."
　　 Three days later, Charles, who was ready to go, stood on the deck and said to the chief mate in front of him: "I can be back in at most two hours. If I can't come back, then--"
　　 "Then... we'll... go to you..." The bandage passed the back in the hand.
　　 Charles smiled and didn't say anything. After taking the backpack, he patted the bandaged shoulder with his hand and walked off the boat. A bat on the Narwhal rose into the sky.
　　 Today's Sodom is a bit lively. Walking in the crowd, Charles heard the pirates discussing how much the king’s ship could grab back this time.
　　 Charles walked unhurriedly. When he walked in front of the huge ship several hundred meters long, he happened to see the "King" being pushed out from inside.
　　 Raised his arm and looked at the time on the watch. Charles waited. During this time, he checked the relics on his body over and over again. Now the only thing he can rely on is the relics on his body.
　　 "Boom!!" Seeing the light of the explosion in the distance lit up, Charles closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his glasses again, the clown mask was already on his face.
　　 Charles passed through the crowd attracted by the explosion. He came to the back of the huge ship, took out the rope hook from the bag and quickly threw it upward.
　　 The moment he climbed onto the deck of this ship, Charles was shocked by the gorgeous decoration in front of him. The deck was actually transformed into a small garden, and the delicate flowers seemed so incompatible with the chaos outside.
　　 After Charles carefully observed that there was no one in the garden, he quickly walked to the hatch beside him.
The decoration in the cabin is more refined. The crystal electric lamp is hung on the roof to illuminate everything. The interior color is mainly gold and red, supplemented by a small amount of silver and jade as corner decorations. No matter the corridor or the furnishings in each room, it is prominent everywhere. A low-key luxury.
　　 "Good fellow, a pirate is more aristocratic than a nobleman. Does that fat man have such high taste?"
　　 Charles Tucao followed the stairs to the lower part of the ship. Obviously, he did not go in and look at the kitchen and living room. If there is any place where the chart is most likely to be hidden, it should be the previous cabin like the captain's room.
　　 When he first started, he was a little cautious, for fear of being hit by someone, but after prying several doors~EbookFREE.me~, after finding that there was no one, Charles completely let go, he flipped through the cabinet and quickly searched.
　　 Compared to a quiet room, Charles's keen sense of hearing allowed Charles to hear the chaos outside the house intensifying. He knew that it was a critical moment. The chaos outside had begun. He had to find the chart before the "king" returned.
　　 Just when Charles opened a drawer, he suddenly felt a warmth around his neck, as if someone was lying on his back and blowing a wind.
　　 "Huh!" He took the knife in his backhand and stood on the table with a backflip.
　　 The messy room he turned over was empty.
　　 Suspicious Charles turned around slowly and continued to look for the drawer.
　　 "Zi~" The wooden chair next to it moved for no reason.
　　 This time, Charles seemed to have not heard, doing his own thing.
　　 The door was closed without warning, the lock was locked with a click, and Char was trapped in the room.
　　 "Huh? Haunted? This chaotic place is so dangerous, so dare you ghosts come and join in the fun?"
　　 Charles, who was holding a drawer, turned around. He glanced at the closed door. He took out the explosive from the bag, lit the fuse on it, and threw it directly.
　　 Explosives flew halfway, and flew back again after a turn.
　　 Charles raised the knife and fell, splitting the bomb in half. At this moment, any sharp objects in the whole house floated into the air and flew toward Charles.
　　 "Dodo!" These objects were blocked by the erected wooden table. Charles pushed aside the wooden table and pounced at the door. The black blade in his hand quickly turned along the lock, and he smashed open the door to the gorgeous corridor.
　　 At this moment, the gorgeous ceramics in the corridor burst instantly, and the sharp pottery pieces floated up again.