Hoffa didn't care about the rifle in the captain's hand, which was no threat to him, and he turned his head with a cold look in his eyes, wondering who had hit him with a nut. It turned out that Chloe was seen standing on the moonlit deck, in her pajamas, her hands on her knees, panting.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"What are you wandering around in the middle of the night?" asked Hoffa rhetorically.

"That's what I should ask!"

She walked up to Hoffa, pointed at Matthew and said in amazement, "Don't tell you you want to kill him." ”

"Bastard...... Despicable guy ......"

Matthew, who finally reacted, touched his ear, and the blood made him angry, and he pulled a dagger from his waist and stabbed it into Hoffa's heart.

The move was instantly recognized, and Hoffa stepped sideways, grabbed his wrist, lifted it up heavily, and pulled it hard, he lost his balance, was dragged to the ground, and then slammed it high.

The captain on the other side pulled the trigger, but was hit by Matthew's waist with a pick-up, and the man with the gun slammed into the wall.

Before Matthew could resist slightly, he grabbed Matthew's hair and stomped on his calf, cutting off his possibility of movement with a fierce gesture.

"Stop!" Chloe stomped her foot: "Stop!"

Hoffa's expression gradually faded, and he looked at Chloe, and a wave of anger gradually rose.

Chloe: "Don't kill, that's the bottom line, don't hear me!"

"Which eye did you see that I was going to kill?" said Hoffa softly, "don't point fingers at me. ”

"I see it, your hand has become a blade. ”

"You look like you've been following me for a long time. ”

"I guess you're not going to give up! You promised me, Hoffa. Come back with me. ”

"These people are already trying to figure out how to deal with us, do you know? They're going to poison you tomorrow!"

"Then you can't ...... either"

"Can't just kill him!?"

"Of course not. ”

Chloe stomped her foot anxiously, "You killed him, what's the difference between him and him?"

The peace, which has been deliberately whitewashed, has been poked into a hole, the differences between the values of different professions are completely exposed, there is no more harmony, and the atmosphere has become extremely tense.

Hoffa sneered and said in disgust: "Don't talk to me about any profound truths. ”

"You..... Listen, Hoffa, if you kill everyone and sail to England at such a price, I'd rather jump into the sea than go with you. ”

"Huh?"

At the same time, the sound of violent clashes woke up the already small ship, and soon the door to the captain's room was crowded with people.

Mary and the group of homeless children were among them.

Seeing Hoffa, who was holding Matthew's hair in one hand, and the captain who was slumped in the corner, the widow Mary exclaimed in surprise and covered her mouth.

"You... What are you doing.....

Seeing Mary, Matthew yelled as if he had grasped a life-saving straw: "This guy is not on the same path as us at all, he ran on the boat, wanted to change our course, and wanted us to take us to dangerous England, he didn't have a good heart at all!"

The young widow gasped, looked at Hoffa, and took a few steps back in horror.

"You... You lied to me!?"

The plan was revealed.

Hoffa let go of his hand expressionlessly, and Matthew fell to the ground with a thud, and he crawled towards Mary tremblingly.

"Mary..... Mrs. Dean, ma'am, quick, get this guy out of here. ”

Mary looked at Hoffa and stammered, "So... So there's nothing at all... What German wizard is wanted by Frank?"

Hoffa tilted his head and did not answer.

Chloe's gaze shifted between Mary and Hoffa twice, and she understood something. She reached out to help Mary, but she pushed her away.

She stepped back helplessly, "You guys...... You're in a gang, and you're working together to deceive me....."

"Hoffa, you explain it to her. ”

Chloe's anxious command.

At this moment, everyone looked at the gray-haired boy in the center of the captain's room with demonic eyes. It seems to be expecting his explanation.

"Hum ....."

The teenager in the crowd lowered his head and sneered.

The laughter was like a cold wind blowing through everyone's backbone, making people feel cold all over their bodies.

I saw him take a deep breath, raise his head, take a step forward, and stomp on Matthew's head, making him unable to move.

He bent down, grabbed Matthew's hair again, and pulled him up, at this moment, the entire iron cargo ship creaked under the huge mental force field, Matthew's expression was frightened, and his pants were half wet in an instant.

"So what, what if it isn't? You don't really think that I care what you think? No, that's wrong. As a matter of fact...... I don't care what you think, and I don't care what the process is?"

Chloe staggered back and leaned against the railing.

The gray-haired boy in front of her made her feel extremely strange.

I saw his cold gaze sweep over everyone: "I use some means to give you a little respect, but now." I don't care what method you use, in three days' time, I want to see the coastline of the British Isles, otherwise, there will not be a living mouth on this boat. ”

After saying it indifferently, he smashed a heavy punch on Matthew's face, this punch directly broke the bridge of his nose, blood gushed, Matthew collapsed on the ground and covered his nose and screamed.

Chloe screamed, "Stop, Bach!"

"As you wish, Nun. ”

Hoffa threw Matthew away like a sack, knocked Chloe off the shoulder, and left the captain's room completely ignoring anyone.

......

......

Dawn came again.

The ship turned 90 degrees and headed straight for the British coast. Only this time, there was no more laughter on board. Instead of a solemn and solemn atmosphere, the violent bloodshed that had occurred in the captain's room before hung over everyone's hearts like an invisible haze.

That's the sorcerer's fangs.

At breakfast time, Chloe walked to the door of the widow Mary with a plate neatly arranged with a few pieces of bread and a glass of water.

Standing in the doorway, she took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

A hoarse and uneasy voice came from inside the door: "Who?"

"It's me, are you okay?"

Chloe asked through the door.

"Go away!"

The widow inside the door said irritably.

Chloe sighed, "I'll leave the food at the door. ”

"Wait a minute. ”

"I'm here. ”

"You... You come in. The widow changed her mind again.

Chloe opened the door and saw Mary cowering in the corner of the room, clasped on her knees, not daring to move.

Chloe walked up to her, patted her on the shoulder, and whispered, "Eat something." ”

"Will he kill me?" asked the widow, fearfully, "if we fail to get the ship to England in two days." ”

"I'm not going to let him do that. I promise you. Chloe whispered.

"What's the use," Mary sobbed hysterically: "He won't listen to you at all, you can't control him!"

Chloe looked at the frightened widow and couldn't do anything but pat her on the back constantly.

Sobbing for a while, the widow touched her tears, took a deep breath, and patted her chest, "Calm down... Calm down..."

She calmed down to herself, thought for a moment and asked, "What does he like?"

Chloe was stunned.

"What did you say?"

"I ask you, what does he like?"

"I don't know what he likes?"

"Isn't he your friend?"

"We've only known each other for less than a week. ”

Mary almost fainted, gritted her teeth, climbed up against the wall, sat down at the dresser, and trembled through the vanity case.

"What are you doing?"

Chloe asked.

Mary gritted her teeth, "What else can I do?" she said as she began to put makeup on her face. "I'll go to him at night, maybe it will be useful. ”

Chloe thought for a long time before she realized what the widow was going to do, only to see Mary paint her face in delicate white and put on a cherry-shaped lipstick. After the painting, she even took off her dignified black robe and changed into a rather revealing red shirt and extremely short hot pants, which at first glance looked almost as erotic as if she were not wearing pants at all.

Chloe didn't know how to stop it, so she sighed in a low voice: "This alone is useless, trust me." ”

"Is he gay?" said Mary.

"It's not..... Listen, I don't know, I don't know him, but you don't have to belittle yourself like that. ”

"It's not that kind of person to say. The widow breathed a sigh of relief and said to herself, "Men are all the same, Frank beat Matthew when he was alive, but he never beat me." ”

She stroked her hair, took a deep breath, stood up, took a small folding fan, and half-covered her face. At this moment, she was more confident than ever.

One last check in the mirror: "I'm going." ”

With that, the widow took the door and left the room.

In the empty room, Chloe was the only one sitting on the bed in a daze, she had no idea that it would happen to this point. She couldn't stop Mary's choice, let alone how to stop it, what way she was willing to choose to gain security, it was her freedom.

However, less than three minutes passed.

The door to the room opened again.

Mary, with a delicate makeup, stood at the door like a defeated dog, she slammed the door, threw the small fan on the dresser in despair, covered her face and said, "I'm done..... Why am I so unlucky?"

"What happened?"

Chloe hurriedly asked.

I knocked on his door, but he ignored it and it didn't open. ”

"Okay....."

Chloe didn't know what to say, she was in a mixed mood.

After being ignored, the frightened widow began to cry helplessly, this time she was really desperate. Tears quickly washed her carefully prepared makeup into a mess.

While crying, she walked around the room: "Dead... It's dead... There are wars everywhere, dead people everywhere. Forget about the death of my husband, and meet a bad wizard, why am I so unlucky...?

"Actually...... Actually, you can come with me to the UK. ”

The nun proposed: "My grandfather had a manor in England, and if you go with me to England, I will turn it into a monastery." We can live in it together. ”

"No..... No, you're definitely in league with that Bach. The little widow hysterically began to smash things in the room, she pointed to the nun's nose and said indiscriminately: "You have teamed up to trick me into going to England... Then, then they sold me, and then the rest of my body spent the rest of my life miserable in brothels, becoming the plaything of countless ugly men! Even if I die, I don't want to accept that ending!!"

"Hey, what's going on in your head!?" Chloe sighed, rubbing her head and said helplessly, "Listen, if I were that kind of person, or that guy was that kind of person, you wouldn't be back so soon." ”

Her words silenced Mary.

Finally, she snorted coldly: "It must be because he is abnormal, if I go to Matthew like this, he will probably go crazy." After Frank died, those idiots were trying to get me to bed all the time, huh... I don't pee on what I am!"

"You've said so, just give it a try. Maybe there will be a change, such a life of constant worry, and give up dignity......"

"England is too dangerous," the widow interrupted Chloe without hesitation, "and everybody knows." There are the most fierce battles and the most dead people. ”

"It doesn't matter, I have a great-great-great-grandfather who has been very good to me, who has lived for hundreds of years and has seen all kinds of terrible scenes. If he talks about saving his life, he said that no one can be the first. ”

Emotional, Mary gradually stopped her tears: "Really, fake, your grandfather was also a wizard?"

"Speaking of which, I'm actually a wizard too. The nun whispered.

"Proof it to me. The widow immediately demanded.

Chloe smiled wryly: "I can't prove my ability, but I swear by my faith, I will never lie to you." ”

Looking at Chloe's lilac eyes, the widow finally calmed down completely, and she said slowly, "You are different from him, unlike all the people I have ever met. ”

Her face turned cloudy to clear, and the widow thought for a moment.

She wondered, "Is your grandfather very powerful, and are the other people in your family also wizards?"

Chloe sighed and said reluctantly, "He's the head of the Department of Mysteries at the Ministry of Magic, which is roughly equivalent to the Muggle Minister of Defense. If that makes you a little happier......."

"Wonderful!" the widow clapped her hands and laughed, and if it weren't for the tears on her face, who would have thought that she would have been crying just now: "I'll go to England with you." ”

"yes, that's great. ”

Chloe smiled a little reluctantly, she always felt something weird. Things are a little different from what I imagined.

After a few seconds of rejoicing, the widow said worriedly:

"But..... But I don't understand anything, will I cause you trouble if I go, I.... I don't even speak a word of English. ”

"It's okay," Chloe gently comforted her, "I can teach you." ”

"Really?"

"Really, I promise. ”