This sound of "little chicken monkey" was simply a demonic noise from the heavens, causing a certain one-eyed pirate leader to shiver.
No way?
How could it be this kid?
And how did he recognize me even after I've disguised myself like this?
"You've got the wrong person!" The one-eyed pirate leader steadfastly denied it, turned around, and strode briskly towards the rail; he wanted to get off the ship.
If news got back to his son about robbing his own, the son would be upset with him.
He gestured to the little pirate: "Retreat!"
Little Jingkong trotted out: "Huh? Little chicken monkey, why are you leaving?"
The one-eyed pirate quickened his pace, adhering to the principle of "if I don't get caught, then it's not me," and walked briskly forward.
But just at that moment, the little pirate's marbles fell out and clattered at his feet.
He stepped on them and landed face down with a resounding crash!
My back—
