Maybe it's a coincidence, maybe it's fate.

When Da Qiao and his crew were handling the cargo, they stumbled upon the traces of the stone ghost face, and when they were to follow it, they happened to hear the news that the person in charge told him to imitate the perfect Eiger redstone.

After all, among the many Spanish speakers in Mexico, those who speak English and have a London accent are more likely to be noticed by Jonathan.

It was like an empowerment, and it was like a slap in the face, and he suddenly doubted whether the stone ghost face he destroyed back then was real or fake.

In confusion, he directly grabbed the head of the Mexican branch, controlled him with ripples, and forced some news.

After asking clearly, Jonathan suddenly realized that his familiar brother was so unfamiliar.

Which one is the real him?

Dio, I want to see your heart clearly!

The freighter was moving farther and farther away, and after only half an hour had passed, the coast was no longer visible.

Beneath the surface of the sea, at the bottom of the freighter, Zibelin gestured.

In just a moment, the Ripple warriors picked up the Ripple, stuck ten fingers to the outer wall of the ship, and slowly climbed up.

Spieterwagen, on the other hand, stepped on the shoulders of the person below with both feet, grabbed the calves of the person above with both hands, and was brought up with the help of these two people.

On the deck of the university, there are only a few dozen people walking around, either gathering to play cards or sitting on the edge, fishing rod in hand, enjoying the warm sun and breeze.

In the center, a huge stone pillar inlaid with the pillar man is swinging horizontally, the stone-like roots are wrapped around the pillar man, the pillar man's hair is scattered, it is also like stone, there is some water and dust in the empty groove of the stone ghost face, and a circle of ropes is enclosed around the stone pillar.

It seems that these men have also been instructed not to lean on the man who enters the pillar.

"There are very few people, so let's lurk first and wait for the night to act."

Zibelin whispered, taking off his goggles.

Everyone nodded in unison and quietly dived into the cabin.

Since Dior said that he had already smuggled explosives up, the layout of the cargo ship was naturally handed over to them to memorize.

They rode into the cabin and waited for nightfall.

Above deck, a loitering crew member spotted a large trail of water left on the edge and immediately rushed to the captain's room to report the incident.

"Jack, they've come up, how's it going, do it now?"

The captain was a Mexican man who had spent many years at sea, with almost dark skin and two tiny scars on his cheeks, a pale pink color.

As a captain, he usually does a legitimate business, and occasionally works part-time as a pirate, and encounters far less danger than ordinary crew members, so he doesn't seem to have many battle scars.

Across from him was a middle-aged man, with blue eyes and a brown mustache, neatly groomed like his hair.

The hat and coat were placed on a shelf at the door, wearing only a shirt and vest, and the black tea next to him did not move, but lit a cigarette, half lying on the chair, enjoying it slowly.

This person is the same Englishman who led the armed forces to the ruins to capture the Pillar Man before.

The name Jack is very common, but he is not Jack the Ripper, just an ordinary person in the Infinite group.

It's just that this Jack not only knows English, but also Spanish, so he has no problem communicating with native Mexicans.

"Send someone to do it, if they find out that the explosives are fake, then it's troublesome.

If you are prepared, you may be able to escape by them. ”

"Okay."

Without saying a word, the captain summoned two people, instructed the matter in detail, and asked before leaving:

"Jack, do you want to follow us to have a look?"

"No, go ahead, I'm not the slightest interested in the wail of the defeated dog before he died."

He cocked his legs, his feet rhythmically little by little, and refused the captain's invitation.

"That's a shame, it's one of the few beautiful music in the world."

The captain straightened his clothes and strode out of the room.

"Hmph, idiot, I hope you have a chance to come back alive."

Jack sneered, took the last puff, stuffed the cigarette butt into the black teacup, and the burning cigarette butt was immediately extinguished.

The information of the Ripple Warrior, Jack has naturally been in contact with.

Although they are unable to resist bullets, their physical functions are still far beyond ordinary people, and they can often burst out with unexpected strength.

Jack didn't want to capsize in the gutter himself, and leave it to these hired Mexicans.

Anyway, they are not at ease, and they probably still want the lion to open his mouth, or simply want to swallow the fat of the pillar man.

In their opinion, as long as they dispose of Jack and find a place to hide, Zhu Zhinan can do whatever he wants.

They have no inside information, and now they still think that this thing is an antique relic and can be sold for a good price.

Relying on a little bit of a small force, I don't take the Infinite Group seriously, and I really think that I can cover the sky with one hand on the sea.

It's stupid, if the Infinite Group really wants to deal with them, it's easy to deal with!

I have been watching the world in Mexico for a long time, and I only see the strength of the branch, but I don't know that this is just the tip of the iceberg.

As everyone knows, some unknown creatures have already lurked on this ship.

At this time, there is no hurry, let them eat the dog first, and wait until the night falls, which is when the group takes over everything.

In the dark cabin, the lights suddenly turned on, oil lamps lit up, and among the piled cargo, a large number of sailors and part-time pirate members surrounded the cargo.

"What's going on?"

Stegwagen poked his head out quietly, and with a "bang", a bullet grazed the edge of his cheek, bringing up a line of blood.

"Oh no, we've been discovered!"

"How can this be, our plan should be very successful, this group of stragglers can't have such a keen perception!"

"Vampires, there must be vampires here, and the perception of vampires is so strong?"

“......”

The Ripple warriors were in a commotion, ready to move in the face of this group of enemies.

Waiting for death is not their style, in the face of desperate situations, everyone has the courage to fight.

"Zibelin, Spietrogen, you go directly to detonate the explosives, I will lead the team to drag them, don't give up, there is still a chance!"

Squinting his eyes a lot, in the face of unexpected situations, this old man who was still strong was in a stable mood and quickly formulated a battle plan, but he still had some doubts in his heart.

Why?

Obviously, in Zibelin's future prophecy, as long as he is careful, it is possible to avoid the danger of death.

The preparations Dior made for them were already very sufficient, explosives, topographic maps, diving goggles, it stands to reason that being so cautious should greatly increase the chances of survival.

But why?

We're in such a dangerous situation!

"Do it!"

As soon as the captain fired, the crew rushed over like a tidal wave, armed with muskets and daggers.

There is simply no room for them to talk, this is just wanting them to die!