Three Hundred and Sixty Eighth Persuasion
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The hatch closes...
In the closed cabin, three warriors who regard being invincible as their creed in life confronted four weak and helpless sailors. In fact, there was no suspense at all, and even too fierce confrontation would not occur.
But they still shouted louder than each other, their voices were like thunder, and they moved thousands of miles.
Those embarrassing battle horns came faintly through the smeared bulkheads, just like a brave man accidentally entered the dragon's lair, and the Spartans gathered three hundred to visit Thermopylae Pass.
Is there any way to plug the ears?
Lorraine listened to the howling in the cabin depressedly, and couldn't help but slander in his heart: Everyone is yelling loudly at the moment, why couldn't they speak Spanish authentically when casting for Lopez?
Speaking of which, there are pirate kings who can't speak Spanish well in this world...
Did the Brotherhood of the Sea never consider a person's education level when choosing candidates for the pirate throne?
However, it does seem to be the case.
Lorraine sighed regretfully.
The people in the cabin had the joy in the cabin, and he also had his troubles in front of him, for example...he was being pointed at his head with fifteen loaded guns. If the matter was not resolved quickly, he might miss dinner.
He held up his hands, palms outstretched, like a peacock, showing the Spaniards that he was harmless.
"Mr. Governor, I guess the current situation is somewhat beyond your expectations."
"It's actually not that unexpected." Hawthorne squinted his eyes and looked at Lorraine. "Unlike Mara, I have a pair of eyes that discover excellence, so from the first time I saw you, I guessed why an outstanding young man People will not get the chance to advance.”
"I'm really flattered by your words."
"That's the praise you deserve." Hawthorne smiled peacefully, "Young man, you still have a chance. Please release Mr. Admiral and his good nephew now, and trust me to control the violence at the scene , you can surrender to me, my status and appreciation can completely become the biggest guarantee for you to change course."
"It is indeed a tempting suggestion, Mr. Governor."
Lorraine smiled,
Just when he was about to refuse, he heard Hawthorne speak at the right time, precisely blocking the timing of his showdown.
"Don't worry, young man. I believe that the people in your ambush in the cabin will not hurt our admiral at will. In this case, you have a lot of time to think carefully. As long as the admiral is not injured, everything can be redeemed." .”
"Do you mean not to continue to point these fifteen spears at my head?"
"If you want, I can do it." Hawthorne said with a pleasant expression, "Facing fifteen powerful firearms in a small space... I know you must rely on something, but blind self-confidence is not advisable. I have seen countless confident people on the battlefield, and they all turned into corpses that no one cares about in the end."
"Really? I guess, confidence and arrogance are often indistinguishable."
"That's the truth. Please take it as advice from someone who has experienced it, and it will benefit you for the rest of your life."
"Empty reasoning will not benefit me for the rest of my life, Mr. Governor." Lorraine suddenly stopped laughing.
As the smile narrowed, unscrupulous coercion and killing intent emanated from his gestures. They were all invisible and intangible things, but the gunmen thought that they saw a hungry and bloodthirsty jaguar, and were about to attack its prey. lap.
This made the gunners nervous. Someone accidentally touched the trigger, the hammer fell, and the gunshots rang out!
Lead bullets flew out from the long barrel, turned into soft and hot liquid lead and shot at Lorraine's eyebrows, but Lorraine seemed to have been prepared for this situation, and immediately moved half a step away without haste, He easily dodged this sudden attack that was close at hand.
"You made a foul, Mr. Governor." Lorraine pleaded relentlessly, attracting the attention of all frightened people with superhuman agility and idle attitude.
The whole bottom cabin only saw him, completely unaware of the two huge spiders sliding down silently from the pitch-black roof.
Two spiders, one left and one right, one male and one female, one short and one tall.
They are doing seemingly similar downhill movements from head to foot, but if someone pays attention to them, they will find that their movements are completely different.
Zaniyin's movements are very similar to the special soldiers who performed downhill in later generations. His arms are open, completely horizontal, the entire upper body does not have any contact with the rope, only the clamped legs are intertwined with the rope, looking like an upside-down cross.
Hannah is the exact opposite.
Her legs present a special aesthetic diamond shape, and only the soles of her feet meet to stabilize the rope. This means that she mainly uses her hands to slide down, and the silhouette of her body is like a real spider, using the darkness above her head as her own net.
These two living fossil fighter genres are so different in every way, and magically always have the same final effect, which is stealth.
Lorraine finally stopped complaining, packed up the charming knight, and put on a pleasant smile again.
"It seems that I really shouldn't expect a Spanish gentleman to have mercy when facing the enemy." He stretched his arms lazily, "Fifteen to one, it seems that it is different from the battle in the cabin, you still feel that you have a chance to win , and is standing in a safe position."
Hawthorne tried his best to restrain his arrogance: "I'm waiting for you to see the situation clearly, not only you, but also your subordinates who are ambushing in the cabin. However, my patience is very limited, if..."
Something stepped on Hawthorne's shoulder.
Hawthorne was slightly taken aback, and just as he was about to look, his high neck was stuck by a curved and cold iron object, and it completely wrapped his neck.
It was Zaniin's weapon.
The thin shadow warrior descended from the sky like a soul attached to a person's shoulder, and stood firmly on Hawthorne's left shoulder. The pair of curved iron hooks that were unsealed on both sides soundlessly protruded from the left and right sides, and locked in opposite directions.
"Don't move, sir, you'd better not move at all, don't say anything. My hook is very sharp, any movement may hurt your delicate skin, and let the venom on the hook penetrate into your blood... Believe me , you will never want to know what kind of feeling the venom will bring to you..."
Hannah moved too.
She let go of her hands, her body fell naturally, turned over in the limited space of less than two meters, and shot a sharp flying knife in the air.
Six flying knives wrapped in red velvet flew out like celestial maidens scattered flowers, shining streamers from the corners of people's eyes, piercing the vital points of the six gunmen's vests precisely and simultaneously.
Silent, breathless, her movements were almost synchronized with Zaniin's, until the body fell to the ground, Zaniin murmured like a devil, and the others suddenly realized it.
Someone turned around.
At the moment when the gun array was scattered, Lorraine suddenly started, opened his big hands, clasped the heads of the two sailors from left to right, and slammed them in front of him with a bang.
"The number of people seems to have suddenly become seven to three." Lorraine slowly pulled out the saber on his waist, swung it twice, and tore the air, "Mr. Governor, may I ask if you surrendered on your own initiative? Or after I kill them all?" , will you voluntarily surrender again?"
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