Hatch closed......

In the closed cabin, three warriors who regard invincibility as their creed in life and four delicate and helpless sailors face off against each other, in fact, there is no suspense at all, and even, there will be no too fierce confrontation.

But they still shouted louder than the other, like thunder, and moved thousands of miles.

Those embarrassing battle horns faintly came through the scribbled bulkheads, like a brave man who had stumbled into a dragon's lair, and Sparta gathered three hundred to visit the hot springs.

Is there any way to plug the ears?

Lorraine listened to the howls in the cabin depressedly, and couldn't help but curse in her heart: they are screaming loudly at this time, why can't they speak Spanish properly when they were casting for Lopez?

In other words, there is still a pirate king in this world who can't speak Spanish well......

Could it be that the Brotherhood of the Seas never considered a person's level of education when choosing a candidate for the pirate throne?

However, it seems that this is really the case.

Lorraine sighed regretfully.

The people in the cabin have the joy of the cabin, and there are also his troubles in front of him, such as ...... He was being pointed to the head with fifteen loaded spears, and if he didn't get things done quickly, he would probably miss dinner.

He raised his hands in the air, palms spread out, and showed the Spaniards his harmlessness like a peacock.

"Mr. Governor, I guess the current situation is somewhat beyond your expectations."

"It's not that unexpected." Hawthorne squinted at Lorraine, "Unlike Marat, I have an eye for finding excellence, so from the first time I saw you, I was wondering why a good young man would not be offered a promotion. ”

"I'm really flattered by what you're saying."

"That's the compliment you deserve." Hawthorne smiled peacefully, "Young man, you still have a chance. Please release Mr. Admiral and his good nephew now, please trust me to control the violence on the scene, you can surrender to me, my position and appreciation can be the greatest guarantee for you to change your ways. ”

"Tempting advice, Mr. Governor."

Lorraine smiled, and was about to refuse, but Hawthorne spoke just right, precisely blocking the opportunity for his showdown.

"Don't worry, young man. I'm sure that your people in ambush won't hurt our Admiral at will, and in that case, you'll have plenty of time to think about it, and as long as Mr. Admiral isn't hurt, there's room for redemption. ”

"Do you mean not to keep fifteen spears pointed at my head?"

"I can do it if you want to." Hawthorne was pleasant, "In a small space, face fifteen powerful firearms...... I know you must have something to rely on, but blind confidence is not advisable, and I saw countless confident people when I was on the battlefield, and they all ended up being corpses that no one cared about. ”

"Really? I guess it's hard to tell the difference between self-confidence and arrogance. ”

"That's the truth. Please take it as advice from someone who has come before you, and it will last you a lifetime. ”

"Empty truths don't last me a lifetime, Mr. Governor." Lorraine suddenly put away her laughter.

As the smile retracted, unbridled coercion and murderous intent emanated from his gestures, which were obviously intangible and insubstantial, but the gunners thought in a trance that they had seen a hungry and bloodthirsty jaguar, ready to pounce on its prey.

This made the gunmen nervous, and one person accidentally touched the trigger, and the hammer smashed, and the gun rang out!

Lead bullets flew out of the long barrel and turned into soft, hot lead liquid and shot at Lorraine's eyebrows, but Lorraine seemed to be prepared for this situation, and immediately moved half a step sideways without hurrying, and easily dodged the sudden attack that was close at hand.

"You've committed a foul, Mr. Governor." Lorraine pleaded unrelentingly, attracting the attention of all frightened people with superhuman agility and idleness.

The entire bilge saw only him, completely oblivious to the silent desiccation of two huge spiders from the pitch-black roof.

Two spiders, one left and one right, one male and one female, one short and one tall.

They do seemingly similar downhill movements with their heads down and on their feet, but if anyone pays attention to them, they will notice that their movements are completely different.

Zaniin's movements resemble those of later generations of special forces soldiers who performed rappelling. His arms were open, completely horizontal, and his entire upper body was not in contact with the rope, only his clamped legs were intertwined with the rope, looking like an upside-down cross.

Henna is the opposite.

Her legs are in the shape of a diamond of special beauty, and only the soles of her feet join the balls of her feet to stabilize the rope. This means that she mainly uses her hands to slide down, and her silhouette resembles that of a real spider, taking the gloom above her head as her own net.

These two living fossil-like warrior genres are so maverick in every way, and magically always consistent in the final effect, and that's stealth.

Lorraine finally stopped complaining, picked up the pleasing knight, and put on a pleasant smile again.

"It seems that I ought not to expect a Spanish gentleman to have mercy in the face of his enemies." He lazily stretched his arm, "Fifteen to one, it seems that unlike the battle in the cabin, you still feel like you have won and are in a safe position. ”

Hawthorne tried his best to restrain his arrogance: "I am waiting for you to see the situation, not only you, but also your subordinates who are lying in ambush in the cabin. However, my patience is limited, if ......"

Something stepped on Hawthorne's shoulder.

Hawthorne was slightly stunned, and just as he was about to look, his high neck was stuck by a bent and cold iron object, and it completely wrapped around his entire neck.

It was Zaniin's weapon.

The thin shadow warrior descended from the sky like a ghost attached to a person's shoulder, standing firmly on Hawthorne's left shoulder. The pair of iron hooks that were opened on both sides of the curved sides silently poked out from the left and right sides, locking in opposite directions.

"Don't move, sir, you'd better not move at all, say nothing. My hook is sharp, and any movement can hurt your delicate skin and let the venom from the hook get into your bloodstream...... Trust me, you'll never wonder what Venom will make you feel......"

Henna also moved.

She let go of her hands, her body falling naturally, turning over in a limited space of less than two meters, and shooting sharp flying knives in the air.

Six throwing knives wrapped in red velvet flew out like scattered flowers of the heavenly maidens, pulling streamers out of the corners of people's eyes, piercing the waistcoats of the six gunmen with precision and at the same time.

Silent, silent, her movements were almost synchronized with Zaniin's, until the corpse fell to the ground and Zaniin murmured like a demon, and the others suddenly realized.

Someone turned around.

In the moment when the gun array was scattered, Lorraine suddenly activated, opened his big hand, grabbed the heads of the two sailors left and right, and slammed in front of him with a bang.

"The number of people seems to have suddenly become seven against three." Lorraine slowly drew the saber from his waist and flicked it twice, tearing the air, "Mr. Governor, may I ask you to surrender on your own initiative?" Or will you surrender after I kill them all? ”