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At this moment, in another time and space, an old man was sitting under the moon and tasting wine alone, the goblet in his hand was constantly swaying, and the scarlet wine was colliding back and forth, only a wisp of fragrance came to his nose. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Xiao Tao, I know that it was that miscellaneous person who harmed you for his own selfish interests, and the master can't do anything!" The old man looked at the wine in the cup, and felt bitter for a while, "Now they are reaping the fruits of their own lives and being hunted down by their employers, which also indirectly comforts Xiao Tao's spirit under your spring." ”

It turned out that after the news of the theft of the "Star of St. Noah" was publicized everywhere that night, many people pointed the finger at the organization, and I don't know where they got the news, saying that someone deliberately released the news to betray the people in the organization, in order to get a huge reward, and the organization fell apart for a while, and the people in charge of this business were either killed or injured, and some people who had already received the news and fled overnight were also suffering from hunting and killing.

"Xiao Tao, the only thing the master can do is this, I hope you don't be a killer in the next life, don't live this kind of life of licking blood from the knife edge again." The old man poured down the wine in the cup in one gulp, then got up and walked out, "Add more fire to me, I want to make that employer flawless, dare to bully Lao Tzu's apprentice, don't you know how to write dead words?" ”

A bloody storm suddenly unfolded around the world, almost the entire killer world, the entire mercenary world, and the entire underground world were alarmed, everyone fought and broke the bloodstream, and they didn't know why they were fighting, but suddenly vacated a large number of market shares and territories, so far, the entire underground kingdom was reshuffled, and I don't know who had the last laugh in the end.

Stuffing the chef's meal into his belly, the young man propped up on the wall with one hand, and the satisfaction from the bottom up filled every cell in his body.

Suddenly, a burst of light struck, and the young man covered his eyes with his hand, knowing that it was the "Saint Noah's Star" that was doing it again, and every time it shone generously, it stabbed his eyes with pain.

This time, however, the white light was fleeting, and then the cabin became dark again, with only the faint glow of the candlestick.

The young man walked to the edge of the bed, reached out and picked up the "Saint Noah Star" and put it in front of his eyes to investigate carefully, but he still couldn't find its glowing mechanism, "Could it be that this is a treasure at all?" The white light in the day was more than a little stronger than before. ”

Suddenly, a window popped out of front of him: the Star of St. Noah, only the blood of the king could reveal its original face.

Hey, it seems to be different from the previous introduction, it was just an ordinary gem before, how can you say that you want the blood of the king at this time? Besides, this is not a game, where to get the blood of the king? Could it be that you can just find the king of a small country and let some blood go?

This is just casual YY, not to mention the king of a small country, just those masters around the king, you can... I took my own life.

Shoved the "Star of St. Noah" into his trouser pocket, and was about to go to bed, a huge window appeared next to his hand: hands stained with enemy blood, strong and powerful, and could not let some imperfections obscure the glowing gold, it was time to take out the bullet.

When he saw such a sentence, the young man screamed, and his hands kept clapping, but the window seemed to be consumed by himself, and it would not disappear no matter how he made it.

"It's really weird, how can the 'ability' not be controlled by your own brain? Not only did I know that I had a gunshot wound in the shoulder, but I also knew that there was a bullet in it. The young man muttered, "But today I obviously feel that my left arm is not strong, if it goes on like this, when the bullet and the flesh are fused, it will be difficult to get it, let's fight!" ”

Now that he had decided to take out the bullets, the young man rediscovered some of the herbs and utensils that could be used, and just as he was about to operate on himself, there was a knock on the hatch, and he opened it casually, only to see the fat chef and the boatswain standing at the door, along with the sailor who had misunderstood him during the day.

It just so happened that he needed to operate on himself, and someone came to his door for him to send him. The three of them were not allowed to say anything, and directly beckoned the three of them into the cabin.

The dagger was handed to the boatswain, the young man knew that the boatswain was used to this kind of bloody scene, and he should not blink when he went under the knife, but the fat chef had a huge metal vessel in his hand, and the sailor, the young man thought for a long time, and finally let him hold a plate of cut gauze in his hand.

The three of them looked at the things in their hands, even the idiots knew what the young man wanted them to do, except for the fat chef, the other two were eager to try.

However, due to the inability to communicate in language, he temporarily fell into a lot of trouble.

Sign language!

Yes, in sign language!

Let's hope these three guys aren't too stupid.

So, the young man pointed to his left shoulder with his right index finger, the bulge place, and then snatched the dagger from the boatswain's hand, shook it in front of him a few times, and motioned for him to use the dagger to cut a hole in the position he had just compared, only to see the boatswain shaking his head vigorously, obviously he was not unwilling to help, but unwilling to hurt the youth.

The young man then walked up to the sailor and demonstrated how to bandage the wound, and the sailor gave him a punch because he misunderstood the young man during the day, and was a little embarrassed, but he tried hard to watch every movement of the young man, and then nodded his head violently, which meant that he understood what the young man meant.

Later, the young man made a sign language to the fat chef, telling him that as long as he held the utensils like this, if he was afraid, he would turn his head to the side, apparently the fat chef also understood what the young man meant, and now he only needed to let the boatswain take the knife.

Seeing that the other two were ready, the boatswain could only agree with his head, he took the dagger and forcibly separated a gap in the position that the young man had gestured before, and the blood immediately flowed out of the wound, the fat chef put the utensils under the young man, and then don't look over, his bare forehead was covered with fine sweat, and the boatswain holding the bloodstained dagger suddenly gave the sailor a burst and motioned him to come forward immediately to bandage it, but was stopped by the young man, joke, the bullet has not been taken out yet, and it will be bandaged now, You have nothing to do with yourself as Lao Tzu?

A dagger snatched from the boatswain's hand, the young man endured the severe pain, and vigorously opened the wound, and soon, a thing with a metallic luster appeared in front of his eyes, and threw the dagger into the vessel, the fat chef was so frightened that he almost threw the utensil in his hand on the ground, only to see the young man directly put his fingers into the wound, and after tossing in it for a while, he threw the bullet into the vessel with his backhand, and then breathed a sigh of relief, and then took out the dagger from the vessel with difficulty, and kept roasting it on the candlestick, Finally, in front of the three people, he burned the wound directly with the red-hot blade, and a "snort" sound came, and the young man's mouth erupted into a howl of pain, and then he fainted.

Both the boatswain and the fat chef were a little overwhelmed, but the remaining sailors bandaged the young man's wound with gauze as before.

The fat chef looked at the metal lump of flesh and blood in the vessel in amazement, and didn't know what to do with it.

The boatswain probe picked up the pimple, pondered for a long time, and made no decision.

On the contrary, it was the miserable howl of the young man before that alarmed the old captain, and the old captain in a windbreaker came to the cabin, looked at the unconscious young man lying on the bed, and then asked about the development of the matter. After learning the whole story, almost everyone couldn't help but sigh, and the old captain sighed heavily, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that the old captain's eyes flashed with tears, obviously showing pity for the young man's reckless behavior.

He then instructed the fat chef to make soup with animal offal, ready to replenish the youth's energy.

Then he told the rest of the people to wait in the dining room, and he sat on the edge of the bed, wiping the sweat of the young man with a wet towel.

When everyone looked at the metal lump in the vessel, no one dared to determine what it was, not even the well-informed old captain and boatswain had a sad face.

Some said that it might have been accidentally wounded during the day's battle with pirates, but it was soon questioned by the boatswain, judging by the position of his sword, the young man's shoulder should have been an old wound, but it was impossible to know what kind of sharp weapon could cause such damage.

In the end, it was the fat chef who came out with the boiled offal soup, which prevented everyone from becoming more and more discussed.

The old captain motioned for everyone to go back to rest first, and then asked the fat chef to bring the soup to the young man to drink, which the fat chef gladly accepted, for the great benefactor who saved his life, the fat chef wanted to repay the favor from the bottom of his heart.

In particular, when he knew that the pirate who attacked the merchant ship was the notorious mad dog Pearson, the fat chef almost wanted to kiss the young man's instep, you know, the merchant ships that came and went to the English Channel were all discolored by the mad dog Pearson, and the targets of their raids would not leave any one alive, even the cooks and carpenters would be humiliated and killed, so everyone hated them, but there was no way, so the average caravan would rather take a detour than go to the waters near Plymouth Harbour.

It's just that this time, the mad dog Pearson is unusual, and he is so far away from Plymouth Harbour, and he is also coming to rob their merchant ship, which makes many people on board a little unaware. What did the ship carry this time, so far away that the mad dog smelled urine? The old captain and boatswain avoided talking about it, but it was a blessing in misfortune to survive from the mouth of a mad dog.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! 】