The other two gunmen were startled and quickly shrank back.

What's going on?

Obviously hiding in a dead corner, why are there still dead people!

Stegwagen hid in the shadows, quietly changing ammunition.

When you're ready, lean out of the shadows again and aim for the squad leader leaning against the wall.

"As long as you talk a lot, it seems that you are the commander, give the master death!"

With a "snap", the squad leader who forced Lai Lai was shot by Stegwagen, and like the gunman just now, he couldn't die again.

It turned out that by the time their attention was drawn to Zibbelin, Spietilgen had shifted his position to the dead gunslingers.

One of the gunmen died near the bunker, and Spieterwagen took advantage of their lack of sight to stealthily pick up the spear and shoot a bullet at one of them.

He prioritized a threat with a gun, and then the talkative commander.

In this way, the current situation is two against two, which is very fair.

"Well done!"

Zibelin's face was pleased, and sure enough, it was somewhat useful to bring Spietilin with him.

No, it should be said that it helped a lot!

Spedict Wagan was not in a hurry, and fired two more shots, sending all the gas on the ground to Elysium.

He knew very well the importance of mending the knife, and Spietwagen didn't want to be backstabbed at the last minute by someone who was still angry on the ground.

The remaining two gunmen were breathing heavily, they knew what those few shots meant, and then, it was really two-on-two.

The smell of blood permeated the cabin, mixed with the smell of tequila, and it felt bad inside and out.

Zibelin weaved through the cargo and quickly approached Spietrogen.

"Cooperate with me!"

He beckoned Spieter Wagan to touch the corner and approach the door, and Spieter Wagan followed in understanding.

Step by step, like the steps of the devil, Zibelin sensed the position of the two beings behind the wall, and stopped less than two centimeters from the door.

He pointed to the wall, motioning for a man behind it, and then to Spieterwagen's gun.

Stegwagen understood what he meant, and pointed his gun at the wall.

When Zibelin was teaching, he showed his ability, about a centimeter of masonry could not resist his fist at all, the quality of the cargo ship was indeed good, but it was impossible to block Zibelin's full force.

"Hah!"

Exhaled, ripples erupted with all their might, and Zibelin threw out both fists and blasted directly towards the wall in front of him.

"Boom!"

Zibelin's fist blasted two large holes in the wall, and he grabbed the necks of the two sailors behind the wall and pulled them back, and their bodies were pulled in.

Without hesitation, Stegwagen seized the opportunity to put a gun to a man's head as a shot.

"Smack" solves one, and it is too late to change the bullet, snatches the spear of the person who is still alive but is stunned, and another shot takes away the life.

"Wuhu!"

Zibelin breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground, trying his best to keep his ripple breathing steady, which would allow him to recover his strength quickly.

But the wound on his ass immediately hurt and he gasped, the ripples were all used in the explosion just now, and now his wounds were not protected by ripples.

Looking at his fist again, the protruding phalanges are dripping with blood, this is the price.

If it was in his heyday, he would not have been injured if he struck with all his might, but he had not yet recovered, and he was injured, and the ripples were only about three-fifths of what he was in his heyday.

Only this little injury can be regarded as the credit of his hard work for more than 20 years, at least it didn't really hurt his bones, but only flesh wounds.

The ripples have been strengthened over the years, and his physical body has become far stronger than ordinary people.

He sat down, but Spietrogen didn't let his guard down, keeping an eye on the movement around him and changing his spear with ammunition.

After a moment, Zibelin stood up again and said, "Let's go!" ”

"Wait, bring this!"

Spietrogen handed Zibelin his spear, picked it up from the pile of corpses, collected some ammunition, and then strode out with Zibelin.

After the two of them disappeared in front of them, in the darkness, a shipping container burst open, and a pair of scarlet eyes shone in it.

"Hiss~ha~"

The scarlet-eyed master intoxicated took a breath of the blood-soaked air and the smell of alcohol, and approached the door, the dim light shining on his face.

This is a tall and strong man, at least about 1.9 meters, and he looks like he is in his twenties, very young.

The suit was straight, the complexion was pale, only the eyes were abnormally scarlet, and the brown-blonde hair was shiny and shiny, neatly upside down on the head.

At first glance, all parts of the facial features are ordinary, but after being integrated, they naturally exude an evil charm.

That's right, this person is one of the Big Five around Dior!

Charlie!

He twitched his nose and snapped his fingers together into the skull of the dead squad leader leaning against the wall.

With just one breath, Charlie left life essence and bodily fluids in his body, and then withdrew his hand.

There was not a single scar on the squad leader's skull, and Charlie's hands were not stained with any dirt.

After two or three more breaths, the squad leader's dead body trembled, and the wounds left by the bullet and the corrugated cutter healed quickly, and even the mutilated parts were completely grown, but the original strong body was a little thinner.

"My lord, I'm willing to serve you."

The squad leader half-knelt on the ground and saluted respectfully.

Charlie ignored it, clapped his hands, and said, "Come out!" ”

"Bang!"

Ten more shipping containers exploded, and ten pairs of scarlet eyes lit up in the darkness.

"Convert a few vampires, and use the others as ingredients to supplement the nutrition of the newborn."

The creatures, dressed in the same clothes as Charlie, did not make a sound, but immediately went into action when they heard Charlie's command.

Moments later, three more newborn vampires came back to life.

As for the rest, they didn't even have the qualifications to become corpses, and they were all sucked dry.

The strength of the Ripple Warriors was somewhat unexpected, and Charlie feared that the casualties would be too large and that the sailors would not be numerous enough to support their return to England.

"Change the plan and take over control of this place directly!"

He didn't explain much, and the group of fifteen people seemed to walk forward slowly, quietly.

On the side of the multi-allocation, the ripple warriors suffered heavy casualties, and there were only eight of the twenty ripple warriors left at this time, and with the multi-allocation, there were only nine.

Correspondingly, the sailors also paid the price, but the death of more than twenty people was not very conspicuous in the ranks of hundreds of people.

It's not that they haven't been exposed to the battle between pirates, you die and I die, and if you die too much, you will be numb, and the rippled warriors are just turtles in an urn, the difference is only in how many lives you have to take.

The second-in-command learned the captain's lesson and did not come closer, keeping an eye on the only multi-match land capable of raiding to avoid suffering that doom again.

Under his care, Duodi was exhausted, and now it is estimated that the oil is about to run out.