In the face of a mutation, the blonde woman remains calm. She jumped up from the bed and waved her hand, and the room suddenly went dark.

There was nothing to see in front of him, but Xu Changqing was unmoved. In accordance with the direction he had already seen, he pulled the trigger continuously. The guns flashed, and flashed, and flashed. The picture of the fat man before he died seemed to be cut into several pieces. I saw him get up from his bed in horror, I saw him shot in the left chest and lower abdomen, I saw him leaning against the wall, his head down and slipping along the wall - the beautiful wallpaper was covered in blood.

The muffler of the M14 rifle is very powerful, and with the cover of the whistle, it kills people silently.

"No, Hawk—"

The blonde woman screamed in grief, and a pair of gloomy daggers suddenly appeared in her hands. She was about to pounce on Xu Changqing, but her figure froze in mid-air. The banshee Kuroki appeared behind her at some point and stabbed through it with a sword! The sword seemed to rob her of all her vitality. She hung limply from her sword, like a broken rag doll.

"It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be here, the future ......" said so softly, and the blonde woman closed her eyes.

"Put her back on the bed and lay her flat." Xu Changqing instructed, and the banshee Kuroki complied.

The blonde woman's eyes were still wide open, and she seemed very unwilling. With the help of a flashlight, Xu Changqing looked down at her face. "Whatever happens to Lentinion's strife, it's none of your business, Emily." He said, closing his eyes for her.

In the next second, a cold light appeared in his hand, and the deprivation of the godhead was launched!

Dark purple sword diamond-shaped hedron gradually emerged from Emily's forehead, as large as a fingernail, one after the other. It was not until 8 pieces that Xu Changqing stopped. 8 and a complete set of Godhead fragments, this harvest is simply against the sky. An organization with a national background is cooler than going it alone. The shards of this blonde woman were apparently picked and specially tailored for her.

The woman's pair of daggers is also good, and at first glance it is a sharp weapon specially made for assassins. It was made of unknown metal, dark and so sharp that flesh and blood could not get close. However, there were no scabbards, so Xu Changqing had to carefully hang them on the sides of his backpack and tie the handles with rubber bands.

The obese man is not the chosen one, Xu Changqing examines the corpse a little, and then he no longer cares about him. After sucking the two of them out with the Evil Spirit Atlas, he left the room and touched the wheelhouse on the upper floor. The banshee Kuroki was invisible again, but the succubus Nobuta followed closely behind, and the long whip in his hand waved excitedly.

The wheelhouse plus the communication room on the inside has a total of seven people on duty. Because the place is small and not conducive to display, Xu Changqing simply handed it all over to Heimu. The banshee appeared behind the helmsman, along with a bunch of petty demons. The helmsman opened his mouth wide and was so frightened that he couldn't make a sound, and was immediately killed by the banshee's sword.

"I feel like I'm being taken advantage of......"

The little ghosts grumbled, picking up their claws and slaughtering everywhere.

Xu Changqing walked into the communication room, first found the maritime satellite communication device, and immediately turned it off. As soon as this line was pinched, the rest of the ship was basically cut off from the outside world.

Apparently someone is surfing the Internet via the Inmarsat line. As soon as the network was cut off, the phone in the communication room rang. Xu Changqing motioned for the little evil ghost who stood closest to pick it up. A person in the microphone said angrily: "Disconnected again? Do you still want to do it? Believe it or not, back to Lentinion, I'll tell you to get out of here and sweep the streets with a word? ”

The little evil ghost screamed at the phone: "Disconnected? This is not part of my contract service! ”

The person on the other end of the phone was furious: "What? Do you dare to say that the disconnection has nothing to do with you? What is your crew number? Tell me now! ”

With the size of the little demon's brain, it's hard to understand what the crew number is. It chirped into the microphone: "I, from nothingness......"

A blood-covered crew member struggled to get up and yelled, "Help! ”

The surrounding demons were all startled, first dodged, and then woke up. "This is a great opportunity to relieve boredom!" They shouted, excitedly pounced on the crew, and clicked.

At this point, the other side may have realized something, and a few women's screams came from the microphone, followed by a noise.

Xu Changqing walked over and picked up the microphone: "Ladies and gentlemen, good evening, here is the executor of the red dawn to greet you." ”

At this point, he switched to English, and in terms of the purity of Lentinion's West End accent, it was no less pure than the Emily she had just spoken.

The noise continued to be on the other side for a while, and finally a guy with a New York accent answered: "Hey, what the hell is Dawn, report your name?" Or do you just dare to hide like a rat in the gutter? ”

"Bond, James. Bond. ”

Speaking of this, Xu Changqing smiled unconsciously. He had wanted to introduce himself like this for a long time. It feels good to be 007.

The other side obviously realized that Xu Changqing was playing tricks on them, and said angrily: "Don't you dare to report your real name?" Coward! ”

"People are always desperate to know the truth, like a paper airplane that won't turn if it is thrown out. But what's the point? Xu Changqing lowered his voice and said on the other side of the microphone, "You are destined to fall and be in the company of fallen leaves and weeds." To the broom in the morning, you are no different, you are all a pile of rubbish-garbage-"

Snap, the opposite side cut off the communication.

However, it was useless to hang up, and the uneasiness had spread along the wires to the entire ship. Fear defeats a man more than death, just look at who can fight on this ship.

Leaning against the window of the wheelhouse, Xu Changqing set up the gun and checked the magazine. There are plenty of bullets, the gun is in good condition, and the scope has a good field of view. It's a great sniper spot.

The banshee Kuroki silently left the wheelhouse and disappeared into the middle of the foredeck. Her little demons were also hidden, and scattered around the ship in a very obscene manner. There was a little ghost hiding behind a lifebuoy, but his ass was exposed and he was slapped hard by his accomplices. The two little ghosts suddenly had a fight, and the fight was inextricable. The lantern in the banshee's hand shook, and two green flames flew over their heads, burning them and screaming, which was honest.

Before you know it, it's late at night. On the flat sea, only the wind never stops. Everything was quiet to the extreme, save for the monotonous sound of the waves crashing against the hull.

In the distance, a faint figure swayed. A line of dark shadows appeared near the middle cabin. They were agile and neatly alternate covering their advances, cleverly hiding in the shadows of the cabins and lifeboats. However, these are just in vain. The Banshee Kuroki had long detected their heartbeats and body heat. Unless it's a dead person, there's no way to escape her eyes.

Xu Changqing pressed the muzzle of the gun, aimed at the direction marked by the banshee for him, and pulled the trigger. The M14 rifle shook slightly, and the front end of the muffler gave a low "poof".

The hoarse screams rang out almost at the same time. A man fell to the ground, tripped over the floor, and rolled down to the outdoor pool. Soon the blue pool of water was dyed red and turned a muddy ochre color.

"Over there, fire!"

Someone on the other side roared, and then the bullets blew like a storm.