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The captain's black eyes glared from behind long, curly, living, moving beards of octopus tentacles.
His left hand is a large pincer, and some fingers extend forward into rough tentacles, holding a milky white cane tightly.
On his head was a black cap that resembled the horns of a devil's head, and one of his legs was just a whalebone.
He looked down at the sailor in front of him with his dark eyes.
"Six are alive, the rest are dead," Max said.
Jones nodded and walked forward until he reached the end of the line.
"Are you afraid of death?" he asked the ship's helmsman, who seemed the most frightened of all.
"I can give you a way out," Jones said mockingly, in a voice that echoed the waves crashing on distant shores.
"Don't listen to him!" said a priest.
Clutching his cross, he was also in the procession.
Jones turned his head and roared, "Aren't you afraid of death?"
"I am willing to leave it to fate, sir."
"Good luck then, man." Jones smiled smugly.
He nodded to Greenbeard, who immediately threw the priest into the sea.
Jones approached the helmsman, his tentacled mustache standing up or twisting.
He asked: "You would rather live in pain than die, I will give you a choice."
"Join my team, postpone your trial, live at sea for 100 years, will you serve?"
The helmsman nodded immediately: "I am willing to serve."
Jones smiled, and he walked down, and when he came to Will, he stopped and frowned:
"You're not dead, and you don't look like you're going to die. What are you doing here?"
"Jack Sparrow sent me to pay his debts," Will replied.
Jones blushed, his tentacle beard turning from pale pink to purple.
"Oh, is it?" He looked at Will for a while: "I am very willing to accept this offer."
Jones turned his head and looked into the darkness. It was time to deal with this small debt.
Jack was hiding in the shadows on the deck of the Black Pearl, panting, and looking through the binoculars, Jones was looking straight at him.
When Jack slowly put down the binoculars, he found Davy Jones suddenly appeared in front of him with a piercing voice.
The crew of the Flying Dutchman were also taken to the deck of the Black Pearl, and they soon surrounded Jack and his men.
"You have a debt to pay." Jones snarled at Jack viciously, "You have been the captain of the Black Pearl for 13 years, and we have an appointment!"
Jack nodded: "Technically speaking, I only served as the captain for two years, and then I was maliciously overthrown."
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Chapter 254 Free Pirates or Royal Pirates?
The crew of the Flying Dutchman were also taken to the deck of the Black Pearl, and they soon surrounded Jack and his men.
"You have a debt to pay." Jones snarled at Jack viciously, "You have been the captain of the Black Pearl for 13 years, and we have an appointment!"
Jack nodded: "Technically speaking, I only served as the captain for two years, and then I was maliciously overthrown."
"But you're still a captain," Jones replied. "Haven't you been calling yourself Captain Jack Sparrow all these years?"
"Then I don't remember, why are you asking this? You've got my pay. A soul serving on your ship, he's already there." Jack was talking about Will.
"You can't switch," Jones snarled. "You can't get a replacement."
Jack held up a finger. "There's a precedent for servitude, according to the Fraternity Code..."
The tentacles on Jones' face curled and twisted, "How can two different souls be confused!"
"Aha, since we agree that my proposal is sound in principle, let's talk about the price now," Jack replied.
"Since there is precedent before, it's strange that I can only be forced to hear what you have to say." Jones said frankly.
Jack sees that he still has room to bargain, so of course he will hold on to it.
He asked slyly, "How many souls do you think I have to exchange?"
Jones thought for a while and replied, "One hundred, three days."
Jack showed a bright smile: "Dude, you are such a good man. You send that kid back, and I'll do it right away."
"I want to keep that child for credit repayment, just give me another 99."
"What?" asked Jack, startled. "Have you ever seen Will Turner? He's so upright and heroic and a great soprano . . . he's worth at least four."
"Did I mention he's in a relationship? Getting married soon. With a lovely young girl, you don't like the phony stuff."
Unfazed by Jack's sweet words, Jones snapped, "I'm keeping that kid and you owe me 99 souls."
"But I was wondering, Sparrow, is your conscience at peace?"
Jack thought about the question briefly.
"Yes." he replied.
"You can let an innocent man, a friend, serve in your place for life from now on, and you'll be free?" Jones asked him.
"I'm quite comfortable with that," Jack replied. "We're going to drink blood, I mean ink for alliance?"
"That's not necessary. Let's make a deal. Do you agree?"
"Agreed." Jack grinned.
He looked down at his palm, and the dark spot was gone.
And when he looked up, Davy Jones and his men had long since disappeared.
After a while, the Flying Dutchman took Will into the huge waves in the distance.