Chapter 110: Escape

The butcher knife killed his brother and became a hero of the pirate group - although he has always been a hero of the pirate group.

There was blood on his knife, and there was blood on his body. And there was a strange indifference to his face - it was as if he had let go of something.

The pirates around him cheered, all celebrating the killing of the traitor by their boss, and the men gulping down their spirits and banging on their chests, laughing loudly.

The butcher knife squatted down, and he looked at the corpse in front of him, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's a pity that I'm still a butcher's knife."

The Butcher Knife stood up, a smile on his face, and walked over to the pirates again.

Han Mu looked at the butcher knife over there, although the butcher knife was smiling there now, Han Mu could still feel that the butcher's knife master's smile was a little bitter.

Han Mu hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

Forget it, anyway, this is also a matter of butcher knife, it has nothing to do with Han Mu, butcher knife chose to go his own way, and he has no right to say anything.

Han Mu shook his head and stood up, intending to go over and congratulate the butcher knife captain, who had successfully eliminated the traitor and completed the contract with Han Mu.

Maybe I can add some of the conditions myself.

Han Mu thought so, but as soon as he took two steps, he saw that the entire interior of the spaceship suddenly remembered the sound of an alarm.

Han Mu blinkedβ€”what's going on? Could it be that this captain wants to unload the mill and kill the donkey? Slaughtered him too?

It shouldn't be! Looking at this captain's heart like the world, he doesn't seem to be that kind of person?

Immediately, the content of the alarm dispelled Han Mu's thoughts.

"Boss, Yongsheng's group of kings and eight lambs have called! This group of bastards seems to have followed that traitor, and there are so many fleets that they have come, we can't resist them! ”

This is the message from the wide area broadcast - although Han Mu doesn't know if the butcher knife broadcast is an AI with a bad brain or a guy who is not suitable to be a broadcaster, anyway, Han Mu knows very well that this broadcast is not suitable for use in this situation.

Perhaps such a witty remark would be interesting in normal times, but in this case such a broadcast is a little bit of a trick - every second counts in a war, and such a large piece of witticism can take many more seconds.

Maybe this statistic doesn't seem like much for now, but if you do it a few more times, sooner or later you'll be killed because of it.

But that's not the time to think about it.

Han Mu frowned and looked at the butcher's knife over there, and the butcher's knife was also there frowning at Dorma's dead body over there - it seemed that Doma still saved a hand for the butcher's knife in the end.

"Mr. Han Mu."

The butcher knife wiped the blood on his face slightly, and then walked towards Han Mu over there, he looked a little serious - he couldn't be less serious, if he didn't pay attention this time, he would basically end it.

"Don't worry, what I promised you will definitely do." Han Mu gave the butcher knife a reassuring pill, and then he knocked on the bracelet and whispered:

"Okay......"

"It's a little bit of a struggle, but maybe, wait until I delay the guys over there."

The bracelet says so.

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"Commander, the position of the opponent has been determined, is the main gun energy stored?"

"Sure."

The man with the goatee was there grooming his beard elegantly (the phrase is correct), his eyes squinting, and he looked very elegant.

He was the commander of this sortie, an earl, and his status in the Eternal Ascension was not low.

He has this very rich combat experience, in many, graduated from famous military academies, and has achieved a lot of achievements, if nothing else, this will be his greatest meritorious medal.

After all, slaying the most powerful pirates in the universe is no small feat.

As a fighter among the nobles, he naturally has this strength - most of the nobles in Yongsheng live a retirement life, and there are naturally a few people like him. Such a feat was naturally taken up by him.

With a smile on his face, Goatee stroked his beard and looked very satisfied.

But at this moment, the electronic screen in front of him still appeared as if it was a snowflake, as if it had been short-circuited - this seemed to him to be incredible.

Although Yongsheng's network technology is not as good as Haike, it is not bad, and the reliability of the fleet's accompanying AI is very high, and it is basically impossible for a problem to occur in a situation where there is no reason.

Could it be ...... What's interfering with the fleet AI? How can it be? The fleet AI is the most defensive of all the AIs, and its computing performance may not be high, but the defense performance must definitely be the best - otherwise wouldn't it be a bad thing?

Goatee was about to issue an order for the fleet members to switch the operation to manual, but immediately a picture appeared on the display on the other side.

"Ahh β™‚ β™‚ β™‚

"Welcome to Mickey's β™‚ Wonderful House, who killed the old man at the β™‚ door? Where did β™‚ the hell go to a vat of milk? What happened β™‚ to Billy's mom? It's all in Mickey Wonderful House! ”

The above content appeared on the electronic screen, and the two wrestlers fought hard there, they kept [-beep--], then [-beep-], and finally [-beep-", looking passionate and forceful.

"This ...... This...... What the hell is this! ”

The goatee almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood, his face twitched, and his hand kept pointing at the electronic screen in front of him, looking as if he was about to have a cerebral hemorrhage.

It seemed that these rich β™‚ things did manage to stop the Supreme Commander from thinking - at least for this moment, everyone in the entire fleet hall was stunned to look at the electronic screen in front of them, recovering their worldview.

It seems that some things called "ghost animals" are still very terrifying for the combat power of "nobles".

Goatee's face twitched as he watched all this in front of him, but for some reason, he suddenly felt ......

It seems to be pretty good.