Two hundred, Pirates

A large ship was docked right in front of their vessel, with more than a dozen fierce-looking men armed with long knives leaping over from that ship.

"If you value your lives, hand over all your valuables!" one of the bald pirates, whose face was covered with pockmarks and who had thick Zhang Fei-esque eyebrows and a face full of flesh, shook his long knife in his hand, threatening everyone. With the New Year fast approaching, if they didn't rob something now, there wouldn't be any ships at sea. But why were there only men on this ship? Judging by their build, they looked more like pirates than their own gang. Could it be that they had run into their peers?

"Are you guys trying to rob us?" Mo Shaoze stepped forward, looking at the group of pirates with a mocking smile.