Section 987: Bloody Sailors Recruiting II.

"Hey, stranger, what do you want to do?" looked at the catmen and the little men who came over, and the bloody sailor sniffed the smell of blood in the air, a little puzzled by the smell of blood and fire on their bodies.

"I heard you can spend money here, so we came here. The little girl at the head spoke very nicely and looked good, and she threw a handful of coins into the sailor's arms: "I invite you to a drink." ”

Well, looking at the coins in their arms and in their hands, the bloody sailors decided not to get along with the money.

"Six of you, right? He counted the heads, confirmed the number, and then one sailor pushed the door open, and the other moved out of the way: "Welcome to the Tavern of Siddy, stranger." ”

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"They went in. Perched on the roof of a small building in the distance, Penny watched with a telescope as Marceau led his companions into the tavern.

"Then it's just a matter of waiting for the signal. Hisashi said as she placed her bullets in her firing position and placed another long-barreled high-precision musket in the position of the passenger.

Asami climbed from the bottom of the building to the rooftop, and the entire first and second floors were covered with mines and traps, and the ranger attached a triggered directional explosive [charge] to the closed rooftop cover, and if anyone wanted to push this cover, it would be an unforgettable experience to attack the top.

Catgirl was on her stomach next to the two, and a musket had been set up on her firing position.

He looked at the mechanical watch on his wrist: "2240, check the time again." ”

"2240, confirmed. He glanced at the mechanical watch on the inside of his wrist.

"2240, the demon pet is already in place, wait for Marceau and them to do it. Putting away the monocular, Penny leaned into her own shooting position, where her pet, a squirrel named Kogan, stood on the handrail of the rooftop, patrolling vigilantly.

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"Wow, what a drunken life. Entering the tavern, Barbarim looked around, then noticed that the woman on the stage was surrounded by iron pipes, as if she wanted to break her waist, exclaimed, "What is this?" ”

"A rotten life that belongs to the earthlings. Bunetani said as he glared at the halfling leaning over: "Hey, take care of your hands, the crumbs of the big feet." ”

"Hey, I didn't get close to you!" replied the halfling with a menacing expression, and without a trace, he pulled back the edge of his robe, revealing his dagger.

Marceau walked up to him and her, and the kitten cub pulled back the edge of his robe, revealing the guys including daggers, daggers, daggers, and muskets: "The smell of shit on your body stinks to me, get down on your knees and lick my boots and apologize to me, quick." ”

"Fuck you!" the halfling jumped to his feet and pulled out his dagger.

Then the halfling was beaten into a corpse on the floor by Anne who rushed up from behind, and the girl directly threw away the whiteboard hammer that had been twisted in her hand, and she didn't look evil, but turned around and looked around: "He stinks so much that I am outside my house, I will kill him, who is against it." ”

No one in the entire tavern dared to squeak, and the wave just now broke the sound barrier, and as soon as he made a move, it was a legendary warrior performance, and no one thought that his life was long.

Raising his eyebrows, the kitten kicked the halfling's half-pulled skull, and then led the girls to the bar in the tavern: "Serve us the strongest wine." ”

"Is the hair growing? The middle-aged man at the bar asked, grinning.

"Believe it or not, I demolished this place. The kitten didn't say much, just exposed the book around his waist, and at the same time there was lightning jumping between his fingers.

The middle-aged man didn't say a word, and immediately poured six large barrels of wine.

"This wine is sour. Babarim picked up the cup and sniffed it, then said with a frown.

"Ha, where did you come from, pampered boys. The middle-aged man laughed out loud.

Then the kitten stretched out his hand, grabbed the bald collar in his hand and pulled it up to the bar, grabbed a cup with his free hand and pasted it on his head: "My wife said that your wine is sour, you don't accept it?"

"Waste is a lot of talk, Marceau, dear, beat him hard!" Anne turned her head to make sure that it was her own cat cub who was beating and not being beaten, and then turned her head happily to look at the orc: "Hey, big man, this wine is for you to drink." ”

"Thank you, merciful lady!" the orc toasted happily, regardless of whether the cup was vinegar or not.

Barbarim took two steps out of the way and watched the middle-aged man being dragged out of the bar by her own kitten and beaten, she turned her head to look at Bunetani and saw that she was already standing in front of the merchant, happily spending the 'smuggler's coin'.

And Minn had already confirmed the situation in the tavern at this time, she reached out and patted Marceau's back: "Stop fighting, let's kill again." ”

"Okay, you have the final say. The cat cub, who was kicking the bald man, retracted his foot, and he walked up to Minn: "Round." ”

"There. Minn exaggeratedly pointed behind Marceau, and the kitten turned around and snapped his fingers at the cat girl, who was looking at the half-dragons and human sailors, "Circle, come here." ”

"Ah, okay, I'm here. The cat girl turned around, dropped the bag in her hand, and then happily ran to Marceau, and handed the engineering curiosity in her hand to her own kind: "It's all here." ”

"Well done. Marceau nodded, and the kitten instantly had a group stone skin technique.

Minn instantly sent a wind wall technique.

Yuan raised her left hand and snapped her fingers, and a divine aura of detection stretched from beneath her feet.

The entire tavern blew up - the paladin detects evil.

Anne grabbed the iron chair and knocked the orc to the ground as she was about to stand up.

Bunetani dragged Barbarim through the portal, and Bunny Girl threw a string of grenades into the kitchen.

Marceau pressed down on the engineering arcane detonator in her palm.

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When the sailors who had been outside the tavern door turned to look at the lost part of the tavern because of the loud noise, the girls pulled the trigger in unison, and the three bullets were discharged at the same time, flying at the same time a distance of nearly three hundred yards, and at the same time lifting the small half of the skull of the target that each other's masters were aiming at.

After three rounds, he sat up, took out his monoculars, and looked at Anne who rushed out of the tavern, the little girl with a half-orc in her hand, and used it to directly knock down the sailors who escaped from the tavern.

"I think we should talk to Anne about what she can't do with her hand. Asami got up, and the cat girl who put away the musket walked to the edge of the rooftop, buckled the safety buckle to the guardrail, and the cat girl who began to rappel was the first to go downstairs.

Then there's Penny, and finally there's the squirrel that's long gone.

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"What's going on upstairs?" the bloody sailor glanced at the ceiling.

"It seems to be very lively, what's wrong. His companion looked at the ceiling in two ways.

"Maybe someone blew the tavern away?" the caged elf made a hypothesis.

"What are you kidding, where did the old mages come from. The bloody sailor laughed and shook his head: "Elf, you really have a talent for humor. ”

"Something happened. The door to the inner chamber was pushed open, and several bloody sailors walked into the hall, and the boatswain at the head glanced at the elves in the cage: "Hey, you two, go up and have a look." ”

So the two sailors, who had just praised the elves' sense of humor, could only walk towards the corridor door that led to the first floor.

As soon as they had taken a few steps, everyone heard a strange sound coming from the ceiling.

The elf looked up and saw several holes in the ceiling, and something seemed to be falling from them at a rapid pace.

They fall to the ground and bounce back up.

This time the elf saw clearly, it was some round items, and then subconsciously, it seemed that the elf who heard someone make her kneel to the ground and huddle into a ball did so.

In the next second, the orb of metal exploded and shattered, sweeping across the hall, scraping all the bloody sailors to the ground.

The two bloody sailors who had survived the door turned to look at the hall, completely oblivious to the silent opening of the door they had just wanted to open, until a roar sounded, and the sailor, who had been overturned to the ground by a great force, noticed the stranger coming down from the stairs in a pool of blood poured into his lungs.

A girl with cat ears pointed at them with a strange weapon, then shook her head.

"Won't you kill them?" said the lingua franca of the creature with two ears like her.

"I don't think they're alive. She replied.

Then the sailor, in a pool of blood, saw a little girl approaching, and she stabbed his companion to death with the bladed tool in front of the pipe in her hand.

"At least you should give them a little hospice care. She said, and drew the blade.

As she walked towards him, the sailor suddenly felt like he had seen an angel, and the pirate, who was in pain from the massive amount of blood pouring into his lungs, struggled to make himself smile.