Chapter 272: Bill Gewert
Needless to say, the evil that happened on this magnificent golden ship, but the destination of this great ship on the seaway is Bilgewater. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Bilgewater is a haven of refuge for smugglers, looters and unscrupulous. Here~ the rich rival country or the family is ruined is only in a blink of an eye. For those who are escaping trial~ debt and persecution, this city can give them a new lease of life, because no one cares about your past in the winding streets of Bilgewater. It's a melting pot of different cultures, ethnicities, and beliefs, and it's always on the move.
While Birgewater is an extremely dangerous place, it is also full of opportunities that are not bound by any government, decree, or moral constraints. Whether it's the crooked Hextech or the local gangsters, as long as you can afford it, you can get it all at your fingertips. Having said that, every time at dawn, the careless will float in the harbor, the money bag empty~ blood in the throat.
And the sinister Bilgewater has also gathered countless fierce and brutal pirates, all over the Bilgewater Harbor, occupying dark places, such as the notorious pirates ~ thieves, thieves and murderers from many regions of various origins, as well as countless pirates and slaughtering docks where outsiders come from nowhere and hide their bodies in the shadows to trade the spoils of war.
The slums, which survive like ants, are even more essential, and all of this is connected by an important bridge that is as dangerous as its name, the Butcher's Bridge!
In addition to deadly currents, hidden reefs, and a constant threat of piracy, Bilgewater's colossal sea monsters are an eternal threat to the waters around Bilgewater, with fleets leaving port every night at sunset to hunt these mighty beasts. If successful, they will return to the Slaughterhouse via the Butcher's Bridge, where they will turn these once-powerful creatures into meat, bones, and armored hides.
At this moment, in the twilight of the sea, on a sea route with few deadly currents and few reefs outside the harbor of Bilgewater, the body of a Noxian officer with a tattoo on his lips on a warship was twitching, and the tomahawk in his hand fell weakly and there was a loud sound.
Until the scimitar in his chest stabbed deeply again and hit the heavy armor behind his back, blood spat out of his mouth instantly, and threw it between the beards on the face of the person opposite, and the blood foamed overflowing, but the Noxus officer still gritted his teeth and looked at the vicious pirate who had been allied with his empire on the other side, and cursed in a deep voice: "Planck~, you will regret it because of today's greed, and when the time comes, I Noxus will let you be buried in the sea where I died in battle, and accompany me ~~poof~"
Planck, who was cursed, smiled contemptuously, shook his hand and pulled out his scimitar, blood sprayed on his body, and he calmly enjoyed the scalding heat of the other party's blood and the bloody blood that spread through the air, waving his hand to throw the dying man on the deck.
Heavy armor and deck collided, blood mixed into the water that washed up on the deck, Planck's black hull looming above their heads, the two ships firmly tied together with ropes and grappling hooks, undulating with the waves.
Planck gritted the black and gold teeth in his mouth and gurgled it, but he endured the severe pain, the Noxian warrior was almost about to defeat him, but Planck, who killed his father in order to fight for the captaincy, did not want his subordinates to see his weakness when he ruled Bilgewater with deterrence, violence and scheming.
Wherever he Poulenc went, nothing but death and ruins were left behind, so ~ he was notorious and notorious! As long as his black sails were just above the sea level, no matter how seasoned the sailors of the fleet would be in a hurry, how could he be weak, thinking of this, Planck slowly grinned and squeezed out a wicked smirk.
The wind is like thunder~ The rain is fierce, Planck turned his head to look at the other Noxian soldiers, just now it was his duel with the enemy commander, now that he has won, then the fighting spirit of the Noxians has disappeared.
"This ship is mine," Planck roared loudly, his loud voice drowning out the howling winds and the crashing of the rain, "and who is not convinced?" ā
A Noxian soldier stared at Planck, his burly frame and resolute face all covered in the blood witch tattoo totem of some kind of faith, his armor spiked with a look of resentment.
"We are the children of Noxus!" The soldier shook back the pirate scimitar at his neck, ignored the dripping blood, and clenched his fists and roared: "We would rather die than let our ship fall into the hands of people like you!" ā
Planck frowned when he heard this, shrugged his shoulders as his cheeks and beard trembled, slowly turned around, and said coldly with a slight bow: "Since that's the case, then ......"
Saying this, Planck showed a cruel smile to his crew, and the bloody scimitar in his hand was raised high and roared, and commanded: "People kill me all, and the ship ~ burn me down!" ā
Planck roared, and the Noxian warship suddenly resounded with the sound of vicious revelry and countless angry curses, but none of the Noxian soldiers let out a sound of fear and despair, only the glorious roar of the dead in battle.
"Long live me Big Noxus!"
When Planck, the notorious and ferocious pirate king who ruled all of Bilgewater, returned with a load of booty to the butcher's bridge to the slaughterhouse, the pirates of the Bilgewater gang were all greedy and ferocious, but none of the pirates who feared his tyranny and the cruelty of his men dared to act.
And this slaughtering dock has a figure shrouded in a black shadow hooded cloak, staring at Planck's return with a strong hatred, the delicate hands under the hooded black clothes rotated, clenched the two guns and slowly put them away, turned around and left, only the cold voice said silently: "Planck~ don't be too complacent, good luck~ will not favor fools!" Hehe~! ā
The last coquettish smile~ Elegant and arrogant and charming, and her face under the hood was also beautiful, and she nodded slightly to a few people who were selling items in the distance before leaving quickly.
At the same time, a figure at the door of a casino somewhere in Bilgewater is swinging the carding card in his hand to change his fingers into a virtual shadow, until a certain card falls into the palm of his hand before he looks up to the sky and smiles, gently pinching the card, the black hat on the head, and mugly to himself: "Lady Luck is smiling, it seems that today is my lucky day, well~ whew!" ā
Nodding and exhaling lightly, the black hat figure's eyes suddenly deepened, and he said coldly with infinite reminiscence: "Graves~ We're about to meet, are you~ ready?" ā