Red-haired Shanks Crew Novels & Stories

It was difficult for them to resist the crazy armies of the Feather Clan. "Lord Counselor, leave now. I will hold back this group of bastards!" The long-haired young man seemed to have gone mad. He was injured in many places, but he would rather die than retreat. He wanted to buy time. At this time, a Black-White Six-Winged young expert of the Feather Clan turned into a stream of light and stopped the long-haired man, not giving him a chance. Ding Hao's eyes fell on the shabby silver flagship. The ship's body was broken and flames were everywhere. On the bow of the ship, a gray-haired old man was sitting quietly in a wheelchair, instructing the soldiers to put out the fire and fight back in

I studied them all, seeing their heads held high, but eyes full of worry and doubt. The Highland White Sharks were the roughest football team in the tristate area. They were known to play dirty, sometimes going as far as to break bones, and have rarely lost a game. Last year, I had almost gotten burned by their Captain, Jack Farland, when he charged at me and took out my shoulder. Luckily it only got bruised, but I was out for most of the game because it was my throwing arm. Anyway, they were tough, and all the guys knew that, and most of them didn't want to go against them so early in the season.