Pirate’s Brood Order

The sea breeze roared, the black tide surged, and the skull-headed pirate flag was deadly silent, only Luo Wei's dry howl from time to time, and the sound was getting smaller and smaller.

Blood and flesh foam stained the deck, and the fighting pirates tacitly stopped their movements. All eyes were on Via, listening to the chewing sound that made teeth sour.

Like the rest at the end of the movement, the fighting stopped in an instant. The pirate on the first officer's side threw down the weapon in his hand with a pale face. Gucci's hair was disheveled, and a bloody tooth spit out from his mouth, and he threw away the weapon unwillingly. , fell to his knees on the ground.

Via was still chewing, as if she wanted to savor the taste between her lips and teeth.

There are not many pirates who can still stand, no more than 10 in total, and the other pirates are sitting on the deck, or dying silently for a long time, or weakly panting for the last breath, or seriously injured and unable to move. groans.

crunch.....

The sound of heavy footsteps on the wet deck was surprising. All the pirates turned their heads and looked in the direction of the sound. Two sneaky figures were dragging a... dead body?

The people on the ground were pale and couldn't see if they were still breathing. The doctor and Fick dragged their ankles, and the upper body was wiped with long bloodstains on the ground.

"What are you doing?" A shirtless pirate asked with wide eyes.

The pirates who had just fought a battle were all surrounded by a strong evil spirit. When they opened their mouths to ask, they immediately felt the breath of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood rushing towards them, and the ship doctor's face turned pale immediately.

Via swallowed, and then spit out some fine dregs with blood. He wiped his mouth and turned to look at the ship doctor and Fick, first frowning.

The ship doctor's throat was dry, and he unconsciously let go of his palm, allowing his ankle to hit the deck heavily, and then a coughing sound came from the mouth of the unconscious pirate under his feet.

"Save... save people!" the ship doctor said to Shangvia's gloomy and obscure face. He would never lose his head and say that it was because the captain needed fresh corpses.

Her ears trembled slightly, and the picture in front of her appeared freely in Via's mind, and at the same time, she recalled that the ship doctor had indeed asked Yarlin to report something.

What happened? The subsequent series of changes were too hasty, and he had no time to think about it. How could he have thought that all of this was carefully planned by Yarlin, and what he wanted was a wave of ups and downs , leaving no time for anyone to wonder.

"Bug? Corpse? Dissection?"

Recalling in Via's mind, her face turned pale. Although it sounded a bit unbelievable, it should have nothing to do with Luo Wei's rebellion. It is not a top priority and can be dealt with later.

"Well, you're fine, keep doing your work, check the results and report to me." Via felt a little relieved, the ship's doctor was actually a loyal talent.

"Yes!" The ship's doctor nodded hastily, and quickly moved his mouth towards Fikonunu, and the two dragged the dead man to the morgue with great effort.

Look, look... how loyal this is. The ship doctor is still meticulously completing the tasks I entrusted to him during the fighting outside. How reassuring. Compared with the ship doctor, other pirates are It's a bloody bastard.

Thinking of this in Via's heart, his face became gloomy and gray again, and all the pirates were naturally terrified following the change of his expression.

"Tie up all of Luo Wei's people, I have to think about how to deal with them." Via leaned on a crutch, and said in a gloomy voice: "The other bastards are alive, it's too dark, report your Enter your name and let this captain take a good look at you."

Soon, a group of pirates reported their names, Via counted the remaining 9 people in total, and he selected a bearded pirate with no expression on his face and promoted him to be the first mate.

Unshaven was very happy, and quickly entered the state to give orders, and found a hemp rope to tie Gu Qi and other six pirates around the mast into a ball.

Via appeared in Old Moore's room by himself, squatting silently next to Old Moore's body, gently stroking the muzzle of Old Moore's back vest with his palm, and after a while, he withdrew his palm and turned to face the pale William.

From just now, William has been half-lying against the wall, wrapping the wound with a strip of cloth torn from his clothes, and has been hiding here without going out.

"You said Shaqiri took the gun and killed Old Moore? Then he shot you again?" Via's voice could not hear any emotion, but the hairs all over William's body stood on end.

"Yes, it's all my fault for reacting too slowly. I'm not Shaqiri's opponent. If I could react faster, Old Moore wouldn't die." William's voice was weak and sad.

Via snorted coldly, squatted down suddenly, and put his head close to William's face. He looked at Via's black and white eyes without a trace of blood, and goosebumps appeared on his back.

William held his breath, and he stared at Via's index finger sliding across his chest with his eyes open, not daring to blink. The sharp nails made his skin tingle, and he slid all the way to the lower abdomen and then stopped.

In the next second, Via cried out in pain.

It turned out that Via suddenly tore off the wrapped cloth strips, and plunged his index finger into his wound roughly, stirring inside. After a while, Via stopped stirring, stretched out his finger, and a blood-stained bullet fell to the ground with a crisp sound. The sound of collision.

William swayed like he was sifting chaff, his mouth was wide open and he was out of breath.

Via picked up a rag to wipe off the blood from his hands, and said in a calm voice: "The bullet must be taken out as soon as possible, and the wound should be bandaged by the ship's doctor."

"Thanks, thank you, Captain!" William forced himself to smile, but he was afraid for a while. He was glad that he obeyed Yarlin's order and shot himself cruelly, otherwise, he might be a corpse at this time.

It wasn't until the sound of Via's footsteps went away, and two full minutes later, that William slowly got up from the ground. He lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm, then quietly poked his head out to see if there was no one around, and then walked cautiously to the closet , opened the cabinet, inside Bill was curled up into a dead body without moving.

He took a long breath, slowly closed the cabinet tightly, covered his stomach and walked outside, and then closed the door halfway.

On the lower deck, Fick and the ship's doctor were like two busy rats, dragging one living person after another, and then repeatedly checked every seemingly dead body, trying to "find out" more. A living thing or two.

"Everything is in that man's calculations. Luo Wei is dead, and it's Via's turn to be next. No one can stop Yarlin."

Those who moved in were living people, and when they came out, they would all become minions of the devil.

William stared at the light in the morgue. The light in the darkness did not represent light, but the devil's lair disguised in the world.