When all hell started to break loose on the Docks, Fu decided it was time to move. The cannon blasts added such a nice touch to making everyone duck and cover. 

In the confusion he headed towards the ship. This was the perfect distraction as long as he did not get shot by the sheriff’s men or from the cannons. 

In then sailors scrambling on the dock, someone yelled at him, “Release the port bow Mooring line and make it snappy!” 
Fu grabbed the line and lifted it around the post that was holding it. To his surprise the rope was heavier than he expected and he barely managed to free it. He was going to step into the loop and ride up on to the ship till the rope stated to slide off the dock and down into the water. 

Seeing that this was a bad plan, He scrambled into a group of sailors that were grabbing the last of the items from shore and boarding the ship. Fu grabbed a small crate and headed up the plank. Cannon fire was the blessing that he needed to get onboard and get past the Captain and First Mate. 

He set the crate down on the pile and moved to the starboard rail. The next salvo allowed Fu to head down the hatch stairs and gave him time to find a dry room to hide in.