The sea breeze is roaring, the dark tide is surging, and the skull's Pirate is deadly silent. Only Lowe's dry howling from time to time, the sound is getting smaller and smaller.
The deck was stained with blood and fleshy flesh, and the fighting Pirates stopped moving tacitly, all eyes were on Via, listening to the sour chewing sound.
Like the rest of the end of the movement, it stopped fighting in an instant. Pirate of the first mate turned pale and threw down the weapon in his hand, Gucci dishevelled hair, and spit out a bloody tooth from his mouth. Not reconciled to throw away the weapon, knelt to the ground.
Via is still chewing, as if she has to savor the taste between her lips and teeth carefully.
There are not many Pirates who can still stand. There are no more than 10 Pirates in total. The other Pirates sit on the deck, or die silently for a long time, or breathe weakly and hang their last breath. Or groaning weakly due to severe injuries.
Gazhi zhi …..
The heavy footsteps on the greasy deck are surprising. Pirate turned their heads and looked in the direction of the sound. Two ghosts The sneaky silhouette is dragging a… corpse?
The people on the ground were pale and couldn't see if they were breathing. When the boat doctor and Fick drag their ankles, their upper body rubbed long blood marks on the ground.
"What are you doing?" a naked Pirate asked with eyes wide open.
The Pirates who had just killed each other were all wrapped in a strong baleful qi. This mouth pressed immediately and felt a breath of blood and blood rushing over, and the ship doctor's face immediately turned pale.
Via swallowed in his throat, and then spit out some fine scum with blood. He wiped his mouth and turned his head and looked towards the boat doctor and Fick, first frowning his eyebrows.
The ship doctor's throat was dry, and he unconsciously let go of his palms, letting his ankles hit the deck heavily, and then a cough came from Pirate who was unconscious under his feet.
"Save…save people!" The ship doctor said to Via's dark and obscure face, brace oneself, he would never faint and say that this is because the captain needs fresh corpses.
The ears trembled slightly, and the image in front of him appeared freely in Vya's mind. At the same time, he recalled that it seemed that the ship doctor had indeed asked Yarlin to report something.
What happened? After a series of changes were too hasty, he had no time to think, how could he think that all of these were carefully designed by Yarlin after calculating the time, and what he wanted was a wave The unrest has risen again, leaving no time for anyone to doubt and think.
"insect? Corpse? Dissection?"
Via recalled in her mind, her face was slightly dark, although it sounded a little unimaginable, but it should have nothing to do with Lowe's rebellion. It is not a top priority and can be left for later processing.
"Well, you are fine, continue to do your thing, check the results and report back to me." Via's heart was a little relieved, this ship doctor is actually a loyal talent.
"Yes!" The ship doctor was busy nodded, and quickly moved towards Fiknunu's mouth, and two people dragged the dead and heavy living people to the morgue.
Look, look….. How loyal this is, the fight outside is shaking the sky, the ship doctor is still meticulously completing the things I told him, so let's worry about it, talk to the ship doctor Than, the other Pirates are damn bastards.
Via thought so in his heart, and his face turned gloomy again, and Pirate was naturally frightened as his expression changed.
"Tie all of Lowe's people to me. I have to think about how to deal with them." Via leaning on the sword, his voice was grim: "Any other bastards are alive, God It's too dark, tell your names and walk in a little bit, let this captain take a good look at you."
Soon, Pirate's self-reported names, Via carefully counted the remaining 9 Personally, his expressionless selection of a shaggy Pirate was promoted to first mate.
The unshaven man was very happy, and soon entered the state to give orders, and found a hemp rope to tie all six Pirates including Gucci around the mast into a ball.
Via himself appeared in Old Moore's room, silently squatting beside Old Moore's body, gently touching the muzzle of Old Moore's vest with his palm, and after a while, he retracted his palm and turned his head. Turn to William whose face is deathly pale.
Since just now, William has been lying half-lying against the wall, wrapping the wound with a piece of cloth torn from his clothes, and then hiding here without going out.
"You said Shaqiri shot and killed Old Moore? Then he shot you again?" Wea's voice couldn't be heard with joy or anger, but William's hair was upside down. stand up.
"Yes, I blamed me for reacting too slowly. I am not Shaqiri's opponent. If I could react faster, Old Moore would not die." William's voice was weak and sad.
Via coldly snorted, suddenly squatted down, a head close to William's face, he looked at Via's black and white eyes without a trace of bloodshot variegation, a piece of goose bumps floating on his back .
William held his breath. He opened his eyes and did not dare to blink and stared at Via's index finger sliding across his chest. The sharp nails made his skin sting, and he slipped all the way to the lower abdomen and stopped. under.
The next second, Via painfully cried out.
It turned out that Via suddenly tore off the entangled cloth strip, and the index finger rudely plunged into his wound, stirring in it, for a while, Via stopped stirring, extend the hand finger, a blood stained The bullet fell to the ground with a crisp crashing sound.
William shook his body like a sieve, his mouth wide open and breathless.
Via picked up the rag and wiped off the blood on her hands, and said in her voice neither too fast nor too slow: "The bullet should be taken out as soon as possible, and the wound should be bandaged by the ship doctor."
"Thanks, thank you Captain!" William forced a smile, but he was afraid for a while. Fortunately, he obeyed Yarlin's instructions and gave himself a cruel shot. Otherwise, I am afraid that he is a corpse at this time.
Until Via's footsteps walked away, two minutes later, William slowly got up from the ground, he lowered his head fiercely, took a sputum, and quietly probed out to observe all around nothing He just cautiously walked to the closet and opened the cabinet. Inside, Bill was curled up into a mass of corpses without moving.
He took a long breath, slowly closed the cabinet tightly, covered his stomach and walked outside, and then concealed the door.
On the lower deck, Fick and the ship doctor are like two busy rats, dragging one living person after another, and then repeatedly checking every dead body. In an attempt to "picking up" one or two more living things.
"Everything is in that man's plot against. Lowe is dead, and it is Via's turn next. No one can stop Yarlin."
Those who moved Those who go in are living, and when they come out, they will all become devil's minions.
William stared at the light shining through the morgue. The light shining in the darkness did not represent light, but the den of the devil disguised in the world.