The shock of this impact affected the entire freighter. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info?*6/810 Whether it is the employees working in the boiler, the security guards patrolling the deck, or the chefs busy in the canteen, they all feel the shaking under their feet. With a look of panic, they quickly began to carry out their responsibilities in this situation.

In a large container in the center of the ship, a pair of eyes suddenly opened. In this pitch black environment with almost no light, this sudden appearance of eyes is enough to scare most ordinary people directly.

"We have guests." The owner of the eye said in Japanese. The bass, somewhat hoarse, also has a hint of unmistakable majesty in his tone. "Matsuda, Dayou, Yamanaka, the three of you go and try their catties first. If you are not defeated, don't fight. I'm going to meet the two guys down there for a moment. ”

After the words were spoken, there was no movement or sound in the darkness where the fingers could not be seen. The man's words were answered without any answer, as if falling into the air. But a smile appeared on the face of the owner of the eye.

Just now, there were three people missing from this dark space.

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A preliminary offensive has begun.

The sailors, who were still on deck, rushed straight up. For the vast majority of official freighters, the crew will ensure their safety as soon as possible. In most cases, a large number of crew casualties are a more serious matter than the loss of cargo.

This time, however, it was a little different, the Yamaguchi-gumi were clearly very serious about the cargo this time, and more than a third of the crew had already been replaced by their men, and the rest of the original crew was only the brave ones. At this time there were more than sixty combatants on board, and each of them was heavily armed.

But it didn't do much for birds.

Sticks and Erica rushed to the deck and set off a massacre. With two flicks of the stick's hand, the stick knocked a man who had just been taken out to the ground, with at least six comminuted fractures on his body. Another sailor more than ten meters away raised his hand, and the crosshair was firmly aimed at the stick. As if sensing something, the stick turned his head and smiled at him.

However, in the next moment, the person in the crosshair was gone.

"Where?" The sailor looked around in a panic, but found nothing. At this time, he felt a strong wind press down on his head, and he looked up in horror, but it was too late.

The rod fell from the sky, and the steel rod in his hand was plunged into the sailor's chest, piercing his whole being. He took a step back and shook the steel rod in his hand again, and the body of the sailor was thrown out by him, and like a cannonball, it slammed into the two crew members who had come to support, knocking them to the ground.

In an instant, the stick appeared between the two of them, and the long stick poked twice in succession like a poisonous snake, and the heads of the two men burst open like watermelons, and the red and white things inside sprayed all over the ground.

And Erica, who was not far from him, was no slower than him.

Her way of fighting is more like a dance. The exaggerated, elegant and rhythmic movements make her body unpredictable in battle, and the iron ruler in her hands is the murderous hidden in this gorgeous dance step. Like the extension of her arms, the pair of iron rulers displayed astonishing speed and agility, slashing at those around her from an almost impossible angle with enough lethal force and speed to strike a single blow.

In less than twenty seconds, five people had fallen at her feet, none of them alive. At this time, she seemed to have entered a state of madness, her eyes became scarlet, and her originally indifferent face had a slightly crazy smile.

However, their offensive had to slow down. As the initial sneak attack advantage passed, the enemy finally reacted. The twenty or so people left on the deck had wisely formed a team of three to five, taking turns to suppress the positions of Sticks and Erica.

"Cut" Erica was not surprised, and the bloodthirsty red in her eyes became deeper and deeper. She let out a roar of rage and immediately rushed in the direction of the three crew members closest to her. After two steps, she stepped directly on the container next to her, and her body rose to a height of three meters under this kick, throwing all the tracks that followed her into the air.

The three people who were only a dozen meters away from her finally realized their danger and began to retreat in a panic. Erica sneered in mid-air, and the iron ruler in her hands came out of her hand. With a screaming sound of breaking through the air, the two iron rulers quickly found their target, piercing the throats of two of the three.

Before the rest of the people could react to what was happening, Erica had already rushed in front of him. She pulled her iron ruler out of the two corpses that had not yet had time to fall to the ground, and buried them again in the fresh, warm flesh. Feeling the vitality quickly disappear from the body of the person in front of her, Erica took a deep breath and smiled contentedly.

At the same time, three darts were already flying out of the shadows not far away. They weren't very fast, but strangely enough, they didn't make the slightest sound during their flight. And their target, Erica, apparently didn't notice their existence.

After a split second, Erica's pupils dilated suddenly, and she turned over. At this moment, the three darts were less than a meter away from her throat, and she didn't have time to block them all.

"Ding! Bite! Bite! ”

Three pebbles about the size of broad beans flew out from behind Erica at a rapid pace, catching up with the three darts that were flying towards Erica. After a few clicks and sparks, the darts were all shot down and fell to the ground weakly. If anyone with a sharp eye stood here, he would be surprised to find that the darts made of the finest alloys had been deformed by stones that could be picked up anywhere.

Erica's eyes flashed red, and she was about to charge in the direction where the dart had come from, when an iron rod stopped her. The stick stepped out of the shadows, playing with the last stone in his left hand. He looked at Erica with a disappointed expression.

"After so many years, the ferocity in your heart has increased unabated." He shook his head. "Maybe I made the wrong choice to separate you from the strife."

After that, he ignored Erica's argument and turned directly to face the shadow from which the previous attack came, a sneer on his face.

"Hand Association pups, did you make a move so quickly?"

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