Chapter 162: You Lie to Me (Second More Subscription ~)

I don't know when it started.

The bright moon was shrouded in a hazy veil of mist, and the moonlight began to become hazy and indistinct.

Luckily, it's just nightfall.

The surrounding snow makes the reflected light a clear sight problem.

Mawson is too lazy to talk nonsense with these pirates.

He didn't have time to look at the hideous faces of these people anymore, although it wasn't windy and dark now, but in Mosen's opinion, it was also a rare time to kill.

Murderous intent, be murderous!

Didn't you see that even the moonlight was curiously hiding behind the mist-like dark clouds, secretly poking his head out to pay attention to this place?

Mo Sen held the old demon ghost behind his back in his hand, and a faint moan came from the blade, and the old demon also felt Mo Sen's suppressed anger and killing intent.

As if a streamer of light flashed from the purple-black not-so-ornate chaotic blade pattern, Mawson disappeared from the sight of the pirates.

The entire pirate group can only perceive Mawson's actions if the captain and deputy captain have mastered what they have seen and heard.

"Be careful!"

Both exclaimed at the same time.

However, it was too late, and Mawson's movements were so fast that ordinary pirates couldn't react at all.

A dazzling sword light reflected the appearance of several pirates with pale faces and frightened expressions.

"One...... Five...... Ten of you, it turns out that you will also be afraid, and it is really cheap for you to let you die so cleanly. ”

Mawson was so fast that the pirates had been killed with a single blow without realizing it.

In the blink of an eye, ten people collapsed to the ground.

It's all throats and spines that have been pierced.

"Get out of the way, spread out of the attack!"

"Mawson, what kind of ability is it to bully the crew, come and duel with me."

Lore took a long knife out of nowhere, chasing Mawson's figure and shouting.

however

Mawson ignored it.

"Eleven."

"Eighteen."

"Twenty-five."

For every time Mawson counts, a pirate loses his life, and the average pirate doesn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

His voice was like a demon from hell.

It's like a grim reaper from the underworld.

Every time a number is shouted, a life must be cruelly withered.

There is no way to describe his current killing in ten steps, and every time he takes a step, at least a few people die in front of him.

Surrounded by him, no, to be precise, the pirates who passively surrounded him looked at the dusty, and the white-clothed Mawson was already frightened.

The terrifying sights of the pirates before their deaths and the terrifying killing efficiency stimulated the pirates' nerves.

This is an existence that they simply cannot resist, and they do not even have a chance to fight back.

"Mawson, you coward, what kind of ability do you only dare to kill the weak, you kind of come and fight me, you coward."

Lore was also frightened by Mawson's ruthlessness, and if Mawson was allowed to kill, the pirates would flee even if they were affected by his abilities.

"Aren't you a monster rear admiral known as the navy, come to duel with me, don't even dare to fight me, you're just in vain."

"Spread out, wait for me to ......"

Lore sneered from behind.

However, Mawson's cold, unwavering voice continued to count.

"Twenty-eight."

"Thirty-two."

"Thirty-seven."

……

When Mawson counted to 45, the pirates finally collapsed.

"Devil, you are the devil, don't come near me, you demon."

"Don't kill me, I don't want to die......"

"Run, this is not a man, he is a demon."

"I don't want to die, I'm not famous yet...... You can't kill me. ”

Most of the pirates scattered and fled, and many of them ran directly towards the ship not far away, wanting to sail directly to the sea.

Others were directly frightened and lost their minds and jumped into the icy water.

These pirates will not understand how wrong it is to leave their backs to the enemy on the battlefield.

They didn't have a chance to get it either.

A few pirates who jumped into the sea, and Mo Sen casually slashed out a few swords to free them.

After all, freezing to death in the sea is not as comfortable as a single cut.

Probably...... bar.

The pirates who run towards the pirate ship with their backs bared will not understand that their speed is slowly squirming like a snail in Mawson's eyes.

So, a bloody hole appeared in the neck of these people from back to front.

Poured on this short stretch of sand.

The gunners standing on the ship, at this time, finally came into play.

Mawson's killing was so fast that by the time some of the gunmen reacted, most of the people were dead.

The firelight is especially bright in the night.

It's just that these ordinary bullets won't do anything for Mawson.

Not to mention his sights and hearings, just fruit ability and physical skills, these bullets without armament color become useless.

He slashed in the air, and the half-moon-shaped knife qi, which was faster than a bullet, emitted a sharp whistling sound, instantly knocking out a few gunmen who were exposed.

"Sixty-eight."

"Sixty-nine."

……

"Eighty-two."

"Eighty-six."

Mawson finally retracted his knife, his right hand holding it, the tip of which was pointed at the ground restlessly.

Drops of blood slipped down from the knife body, and the original purple-black knife body became even more demonic, and after the blood beads dripped down, the entire knife body still had no trace of blood.

In addition to being brighter.

Mawson turned his head and looked at the surviving captain and deputy captain, as if he had done a trivial matter, and he said slowly, "I counted it just now, and it doesn't seem to be a hundred people as you said, so you are lying to me." ”

With what Mawson had just done, and the corpses all over the ground.

In the hazy moonlight, Mawson's white face, which seemed to have a halo of light, looked unusually terrifying in the eyes of Lore and his one-eyed co-captain.

That's how you counted people?

Lore wanted to speak, but swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but found that his throat was a little dry and he couldn't speak.

His face contorted, and finally a hoarse, resentful, or fearful voice rang out.

"You killed all the crew members who have followed me for many years, my dreams, my ambitions, everything I have been ruined by you."

The resentment in that voice is almost substantial, so that any ordinary person will fall into a nightmare when he hears it.

Mawson's expression remained unwavering, he looked at Lore calmly and said, "Oh, is it? And then what? ”

"I want you dead!! No, I'm going to make you worse off than dead, living forever in torment and pain! ”

The captain of the former Gentleman Pirates, a ragged little nobleman dressed as an aristocracy, has completely thrown away the hypocritical skin, revealing a devilish inside.

"You just said that there were a hundred people on your ship, and I counted them and proved that you lied to me.

So, don't talk big.

Let me send you to reunite with your men, the most important thing for a group is to be neat.

Don't keep them waiting down there for too long! ”