Chapter 724: Ghosts and Scholars (End)

After cursing, Saint Watson turned and left the captain's room.
"Mr. Saint Watson, you have received the Order of the Holy Queen. You should have a sense of responsibility and honor for this."
Andre's words are still old-fashioned.
"The Lord doesn't care, nor do I."
Saint Watson slammed the door hard.
...
The smell of blood permeated the air, and a blood-stained white bone was lying on the rudder.
Although barely escaped from the black rainstorm, there are still strong corrosive waters on the ship. After a six-minute black rainstorm, the Longqi large ship modified from the Edgar with a draft of 7,000 tons was scarred.
"Duke Qian, the brethren can't stand it anymore, let's withdraw, leave the green hills, not afraid that there will be no firewood, in my opinion, we may be caught by the black tea tide.
Xu Longsi hoarse.
Qian Yong's eyesight was cracking, but he was hesitant to order a retreat. The formation of the combined fleet has been smashed into pieces. The government’s new-style sailors have undergone drastic changes soon after they were drilled. At this time, the order was given to retreat, fearing it would be self-conflicting. Once the main force of the red flag took the opportunity to kill, the combined fleet would be wiped out risks of!
In the past, there were various legends in the South China Sea. Among them, the goddess crossing the sea was the weird one, and the black tea tide was the most dangerous. It is said that the victims are helpless, and until today, apart from the name of a black tea tide, the Southeast Asian seafarers also know nothing about the black tea tide. Gods are also weird today. Calling Qian Yongzhao can't help but wonder, is it really fate to kill me?
"Supervisor Qian! Supervisor Qian!"
Zhu Ben jumped and shouted: "Lang! Lang!"
He didn't finish his words. A few meters high waves hit the Edgar ship, the deck tilted, and when the sea was overwhelming, the heads of several officers and soldiers rose out of thin air, and several masts were cut off.
Xu Longsi grabbed a rope to stabilize his figure, only to feel the blood splatter in front of him, followed by severe pain, he subconsciously touched his chest, and began to fall wet and soft, except for a few rags, he actually touched one. air.
The blood-stained Longzi's big spear pierced Xu Longsi, circling in mid-air, picking down the canvas on the boat, only to hear a fluttering noise, the wind-eating canvas hunted down, exposing the figure of Li Yan on the deck.
Xu Longsi stared at the familiar and unfamiliar man in front of him, and opened his mouth to spit out several pieces of organ fragments: "You, Shi Niang, I..."
Li Yan didn't even look at him, but walked straight, staring at Qian Yongzhao in front of him, and the black ripples in his eyes gradually subsided.
"Are you Tianbaozi?"
Qian Yongzhao's expression was calm.
Li Yan nodded, and Longzi's big spear flew up suddenly. The tip of the spear passed through the opponent's chest and then through the admiral's cloak. The blood stains gradually spread around the gun body, and the spear head plunged into the wooden board more than half a foot deep. When Qian Yongzhao died, he was kneeling and standing, his head raised, his eyes looked straight at Li Yan, his expression was neither happy nor sad.
At the moment when the big gun shattered Qian Yongzhao's heart, Li Yan's chest suddenly twitched, as if something cold had gotten into his heart, but only for a moment.
"You killed Qian Yongzhao, the coalition leader."
"The progress of your mandatory Yanfu incident has been greatly improved."
"Master Yan Fu, please pay attention. Qian Yongzhao is loved by the sea Ya Modo. What you did has attracted the attention of Ya Modo. Ya Modo is the righteous of the South Seas. Please take care of your safety."
Li Yan took a cold breath, and Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Zhu Ben, who was desperately squeezing his body into the wooden barrel, with only his exposed.
Li Yan squinted his eyes. He originally wanted to kill Zhu Ben, but he thought of another Rao Shi Ya Modo, and he changed his attention.
"Zhu Zongbing, you are too useless to die like this, right?"
If Zhu Ben's body sifted the chaff, it took him a long time to crawl out of the wooden barrel. Yi Yuan could indeed afford to put it down. He knelt on the ground with a plop, "Tianbao dragon head for your life, Tianbao dragon head for your life. You see us fighting together in the past. For the sake of playing a red-haired ghost, spare my life. I and Shi Niang have been friends for many years. The government is really intimidating. I, I can't help it."
He burst into tears, and when he looked up, he realized that Li Yanren had disappeared. Only one sentence floated from a distance: "Temporarily post your head on him, and I will find you."
The waves rolled, Li Yan stepped forward and sank several iron-clad ships in the middle. Seeing the group of ships on the sea fleeing from the wind, Li Yan thought to himself that perhaps he was too careful.
...
"Ruchka! Clean up, let's go back to Guangzhou. Ruchka?"
Saint Watson didn't know where to find a top hat and stay on his head, covering his bald head.
"First, sir."
The young man walked out fearfully from the corner, with a wooden suitcase on his head, carefully stepping over the rotting sailor bones on the ground. : "You have to be careful, just here..."
"Get your luggage ready, we are leaving here, bastard."
What St. Watson didn't notice was that a little bit of surviving disaster slipped from the mast and hit his shoulder.
Stabbed~
"grass!"
St. Watson screamed as if his crotch was grabbed, and he hurriedly tore open his smashed suit, but his shoulders still festered.
Tick~
The scourge fell drop by drop along the edge of the mast on the oak deck, corroding the tough oak into a bowl-sized hole in a short while.
"Sir, how are you sir?"
Ruchka also screamed. He opened the suitcase, and it turned out that there was pink flesh and blood inside, with colorful bottles, jars and glassware inlaid in flesh and blood.
"Medical alcohol, where is the bandage."
Ruchka rummaged.
After the initial pain passed, St. Watson recovered and began to pay attention to the disaster on the ground that hurt him. He squatted in front of the pit for a long time without speaking, just like a farmer watching seedlings.
"Luchka, give me the HP reagent."
"Oh, yes, sir."
Ruchka took out a dropper from the suitcase and handed it to Saint Watson. Watson then dropped a drop of colorless liquid into the pit. After a while, the trouble in the pit boiled, followed by a few nails. Cover-sized tentacled monsters scrambled to crawl out of the pit, but fell to the ground without taking a few steps, twitched for a while, and formed a gray-white protein lump.
"Aha~ praise myself."
St. Watson simply snatched the suitcase from Lucka's hand and provoked himself.
Suddenly, Luchka accidentally saw the angry waves and dark clouds approaching her side again, and she felt her breath freeze for a moment.
Patter.
Someone lightly landed on the stern board. It was falling in front of Ruchka.
St. Watson was still fascinated to study behind him, Luchka swallowed, drew a stabbing sword from his waist, and aimed at Li Yan.
Li Yan glanced at Saint Watson who was sitting on the ground. The black ripples in his eyes fluctuated for a long time, but there was no response.
"Excuse me." Li Yan said: "Where is the captain's room?"
"I won't tell you."
Ruchka said firmly.
"Turn left in the first room, there is a golden parrot sign on the door."
St. Watson answered casually.
"Thank you."
Luchka was dumbfounded, but he did not stop the Chinese man in front of him from going to the captain's room. He just covered his face: "Sir, this is too bad! He is an assassin, he will kill Captain Andre. of."
"So? Ruchka, what's so strange about the dead? We just took his boat trip and Hasting paid the bill. I saved your life. If you rushed up just now, you might end up better than being trampled on. The rotten tomatoes on the feet are even worse."
"But you betrayed Captain Andre. He took care of us all the way, but you betrayed him. He is a good man."
"In the eyes of people with low intelligence, the executioner may also be a good person, because he doesn't spit anywhere. Andrei is the executioner who doesn't spit anywhere. And you are the one with low intelligence. Look at you, a believer. Chivalry Indian Kshatriya? It's as disgusting as a dish of bitter gourd and chickpeas."
"Sir, you hate your surroundings so much, so why don't you change it? I think you are running away. You simply don't have the courage to face reality."
"Excitation method is useless to me. Let me tell you. After a few years, my portrait will be hung in the classrooms that teach you elm heads. The following is written: Praising courage is only human wishful thinking. There is only me and The truth is immortal."
"Sir, only God is immortal. And God will never die."
"Okay, little guy." Saint Watson stood up impatiently: "I decided to save that Andre, but not because of you, but because that person was very important to my research just now."
He walked a few steps and then turned around: "Also, God is a bad guy, you better not count on him."
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