All this is more like a game, and if you want to deceive others, you must first deceive yourself.

Merlin put this method to the fullest.

Zhao Qian is not bad.

This is a plan to dance on the tip of a knife, and it is clear from the moment he was almost shot by Cui Hu that this is playing with his life.

"Your actions in the Death Arena have spread rapidly among pirates, you gain 210 reputation points, and the current reputation is 1510/1000, and many pirates will be afraid of your rumors."

"Hint: You are currently at the top of the reputation list, and you will have the option to return to the station or continue to trigger main quest 5 after completing the main quest 4."

Shipwreck Harbor, which can be said to be a pirate den, is also the place where pirates can deliver the fastest news. Zhao Qian knew this very well, so he chose to duel with four people at the same time as outsiders seemed to be a little ignorant of life and death.

Exchange wounds for quest bonuses, milestone titles, and the lives of certain people.

In a small medical hall privately opened by an old pirate ship doctor near the death arena, Zhao Qian got up in a hurry and asked the old man in front of him to take out the lead bullet on his body. The knife wound and the wound on the right hand had already been bandaged.

There are no less than ten such small medical clinics near the death arena because of demand.

Some of the guys who came out of the death arena were afraid that the big medical hall in the center of the wreck harbor would deteriorate because of the injuries on their bodies, so they would go to some small private medical centers in the vicinity for a simple treatment first. And some wounds really don't need to go to the big doctor.

"It hurts a little, you bear with it."

The old man said, bowed his head and dipped the tweezers in the liquor and burned red, and took out a dark black projectile from the wound on Zhao Qian's body.

frowned.

The blood that had already coagulated splattered again.

The smell of black and red fish permeated the small medical hall.

But Zhao Qian didn't think about this, he was sure that some people would definitely come, because this was the best chance to kill him. If a right-handed man's right hand is injured, then his threat level is definitely reduced by half, or even more.

He lowered his head and looked at the ability of the new title displayed on the ticket, which seemed to him to be a very good title at the moment.

"Duel Master: Units wearing this title will deal an additional 15 points of damage when fighting units that are no larger than the allies. When fighting units with a higher number of allies, damage taken is reduced by an additional 10. ”

"Hint: Killing 6 hostile units will grant advanced information for that title."

It's practical, at least compared to the title of the Banner.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

There was a quick knock on the door of the small medical hall.

Here it comes.

Zhao Qian tied a dead knot on the bandage on his body, watched the old pirate go to open the door, and quietly followed behind the old ship doctor with an expressionless face.

"Peng."

The door was kicked open at the other end, and the sword stabbed out. There was no awareness of the injury of the tiger's mouth in the right hand, and the pain caused the wound to ooze blood again.

"Poof!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

The sound of entering the abdomen, Zhao Qian calmly heard a scream from outside the door, mixed with the flintlock sound of several shots shooting into it.

The ship doctor who turned around in front of him and wanted to run was shot and pushed out by Zhao Qian as a shield, and there was another burst of gunshots. This somewhat idle old fellow collapsed in a pool of blood.

"Kill him for me!"

Wales stood outside the door and commanded the 10 henchmen he had called during this time, he was actually a little frightened, just now, he was so close to death, there was only a line away.

The clothes were stained with the blood of the corpse that had just fallen in front of the door, showing how angry the heir of Bartholomew was.

Flintlock reloading is really a troublesome matter, and the person who the second mate wants to kill has already come out of the small medical hall, holding the oriental long sword that has killed countless people in his hand.

"I said, it's you?"

The sword swung and took away a sailor who was eager to take Zhao Qian's life.

After killing one person, the cold light slashed through the throat of another person, and Zhao Qian glanced indifferently at Welsh who had drawn his arquebus, as if he had not heard the death hint of these two pirates who did not know whether they were alive or dead.

"You want to kill me?"

Moving forward, the dynamic vision and the pace skills of the foil professional lv1 made this down-and-out nobleman who became famous in a fight more and more weird, obviously in front of him, but he couldn't hurt him. Only Zhao Qian knew that he was just getting started.

This is very much like a Western opera with the theme of murder.

Two more lives were taken.

The sword is like a serpent.

Looking at the third mate who was getting closer and closer, Wales gritted his teeth and was ruthless, he was able to have a powerful position on the ship of the pirate Linlin, and he was not a simple character, at least he would not be overly nervous about the impending death.

"Devil!"

In the besieging crowd, I didn't know that the sailor let out such a miserable howl, his hand was taken down by a sword of Zhao Qian, and it was mixed with a human life.

There are already 5 people dead, but the guy in front of him hasn't even touched his hair.

"Bang!"

6th.

Wales gritted his teeth and handed the bullet from his rifle to the cripple who was rolling on the ground. If you let this guy howl like this, everyone will die. Instead of being chased and killed, wipe your throat behind your back. It's better to give it a go, maybe this guy's wound is cracked, and there is still a chance of life.

He saw it clearly.

the knife on.

The sword was much faster than the pretentious heir to the Pirate King had imagined, though he had heard the legend of a man named Edward Teague from more than one pirate before.

But he doesn't have a good idea of who owns the vindictive. Because of the need to hide his strength, Leon set a deadly bad example in the hearts of this junior. made him brand a vindictive but Erer.

A sword, seal the throat.

There was another corpse on the ground, a Welsh corpse.

"Hint: You've got the Dueling Master Advanced Info."

"Duel Master - Martial Idiot, Condition: Defeat a total of 5 units in the real world that have learned a certain combat mastery or specialization skill (e.g., Sword Mastery, Wing Chun Mastery), and the skill level of the unit must not be lower than level 4."

Zhao Qian shook his head and looked at the fear in the eyes of the four pirates around him.

The strength of the other party is much worse than he thought.

Another sword. Another one died on the ground.

Fled. Almost unanimously, two of the pirates chose one direction, and the other ran in the other direction after being stunned.

The crossbow was taken out by him.

Pull the trigger neatly, two more corpses, and the sound of the ticket kill is in the ear.

Turning around, trying to solve the last one again.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out.

A group of people walked out of the alleyway somewhere in this place.

Roger's flintlock pistol was smoking, and he looked at Zhao Qian's right hand, which was stained red with his own blood, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Long time no see, Fu Suosi."