Hiding in the dark corner of the cabin, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but start moving his wrist, the little beggar's body was thin and weak, although he made up for it through the method of "blood refining", it still needed time to figure it out slowly.

When he was in a dilemma, Ye Zhiqiu suddenly remembered that physical killing was relatively low-end, in addition to the coolness of his heart, compared to the high efficiency of chemical killing, the gap between them was simply incomprehensible.

"I almost forgot! The charcoal killing method in the secret room can kill people in the invisible shadow, and there will definitely be no superfluous traces, ensuring that no one will find out. ”

Thinking of this, Ye Zhiqiu immediately started to do it, first turned to the deck and took a shelter oil lamp back, used an iron plate to hold the broken wood chips, splashed a little kerosene, approached the lamp and lit it, and then covered it with a water-soaked face towel.

Immediately, the flickering firelight dimmed, and the slightly pungent smoke kept coming out, Ye Zhiqiu gently put it on the floor, and then quietly turned around and left, and took the hatch with him.

The carbon monoxide quickly spread throughout the cabin, and it didn't take long for the nearest rope net hammock, the sailor, who was asleep, felt that he had difficulty breathing, and woke up automatically, but unfortunately he inhaled too much carbon monoxide, his brain was drowsy, and his hands and feet could not exert any strength at all, and after struggling a few times, his body lay down heavily and fell asleep again.

He never woke up again.

Except for this unfortunate sailor, the others in the cabin will do the same, let you be as strong as a bear, sharp swordsmanship, and critical guns, in the face of carbon monoxide poisoning that cannot be killed, everyone is equal, and there is a dead end.

When the oil lamp hanging in the middle of the cabin soared to the ground, as the oxygen concentration in the cabin decreased, it turned into a bean-sized flame, flickering like fireflies, looking like it would be extinguished at any time, as if it was an omen of danger to the lives of everyone in the cabin.

Unfortunately, until the last fire was completely extinguished, no one noticed or bumped into death, and when the cabin sank into darkness, everyone's breathing came to an abrupt halt.

At the same time, John Gross, the chaplain who had not found anything, finally discovered the anomaly of the expeditionary force, the death of dozens of believers, and his heart was like a heavy blow, as if he had dug up a piece of meat, and faintly throbbed.

John Gross stood up abruptly, his eyes followed his instinct and looked at a certain gunboat, it was the big ship that Ye Zhiqiu had boarded not long ago, and sure enough, he found that there was a cabin, and there were no living people in it.

Before he could react, the sailors and soldiers of the neighboring ship also died in a large area, which was naturally another heavy blow to the priest accompanying the ship.

Then, like a plague, death spread through the gunboats, to the point that John Gross almost went insane with heartache. After all, those who died were the essence of the empire, fearless of death, real outlaws.

The ship's priest, John Gross, believed that the supernatural forces of the Eastern Empire were at work, but by the grace of the Most High God, the discerning eye did not see anything abnormal, which is indefensible in any way, and there is no reasonable explanation.

Just as he was thinking wildly, the ship's priest, John Gross, felt a chill on his neck, and suddenly sensed the danger coming, and his reaction was quick, and his body did not hesitate to pounce forward, and a sharp three-pointed two-edged knife slashed forward against his scalp, almost shaving off the back of his neck.

"Praise be to my Lord, my Lord is Almighty!"

Finding himself in the midst of being hunted, the ship's priest John Gross was unable to withstand the "Assasin" assassins from the Eastern Empire, and did not hesitate to call out for divine grace.

In an instant, the black shoulder-style robe glowed with a white light as warm as a pearl, and it quickly condensed into a "Holy Coffin Knight" holding a sword in both hands, just enough to protect his body lying on the deck.

Ye Zhiqiu finally seized the opportunity, and when the priest with the ship was in a hurry and began to think crankily, he launched an assassination from his blind spot, but he was still able to miss, and immediately understood that waiting for leisure would not succeed.

He tried to continue mending the knife, but the three-pointed, two-edged knife slashed at the "coffin", bursting out a large puff of sparks, and the priest inside was unharmed.

"It seems that it can't be killed! There are enough Eagle Geeli Empire expeditionary forces killed tonight, I think we should retreat as soon as possible. ”

If you can't hit it, you will immediately run away. Ye Zhiqiu adhered to the spirit of stabbing the way, turned over and disembarked without hesitation, and jumped into the sea with a pop, his voice was as light as a stone.

The ship's pastor, John Gross, was terrified at this time, watching the "charismatic body" almost broken, and although his head was buried deep between his arms, he still let out a cry of hope in a voice that had not been tormented by tobacco.

"Enemy Attack ......"

The priest's shrill voice immediately alarmed the soldiers on the flagship of the expeditionary force, and the night watchman was the first to arrive, and helped John Gross, who was covered in radiance, and followed his gestures, and with the help of the ubiquitous moonlight, he saw a fish-like figure, swimming quickly to the shore.

Immediately afterwards, the soldiers with muskets in their hands rushed over, and without saying a word, they took the muskets and aimed and shot.

Ye Zhiqiu's swimming speed was not slow, and he noticed the crowd of the battleship behind him, and then the gunfire was loud, and the lead bullets flew by staggered, bringing a few wisps of gunpowder smelling of fishy wind.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer, Ye Zhiqiu took a deep breath, plunged into the bottom of the sea, swam into the sea instead of diving, and disappeared on the surface of the sea.

At the same time, the musketeers, who had lost their target, no longer fired blindly, left the side of the ship to sort out their guns. The alarmed staff officer then hurried to the deck, and when he learned of what had just happened, he believed the words of John Gross, the ship's chaplain, without any reason.

At least one Assasin assassin from the Eastern Empire boarded our ship under the cover of night, and I don't know how he used to inflict great damage on the soldiers and sailors who were resting on the ship...... Count the number of people immediately, and I want to know the number of casualties right away, down to the single digits. ”

The supreme general of the expeditionary force, who had been shaken awake by his servants, was awakened by the events of the night, and in particular the attack on the ship's priest, John Gross, who had brought him to his senses.

It didn't take long for the flagship herald to spread this order to all ships through a light signal, and it didn't take long for a response, and the result was to everyone's surprise, there were no wounded, and the number of soldiers and sailors who died on the spot was amazing.

The face of the supreme general of the expeditionary force was gloomy, and the air pressure in the captain's room was even more infringingly low, and everyone was waiting for the thunder to wrath. This time, however, instead of losing his temper, the supreme admiral, in a hoarse voice, ordered the fleet to anchor and shore, at least farther away from the coast.

"What happened tonight is beyond expectations! I didn't expect that the Barbarian Empire still has such a method, we really underestimate the heritage of an empire that has been in the center of the world for thousands of years. Of course, such an extraordinary Assassin cannot be ruled out that it is a power from the people, an unofficial organization, who loves this land more than the barbarians. ”

The supreme general's words were clear and well-organized, and they were recognized by all the high-ranking people present, and it was rare to see him so wise and rational, instead of a hot-tempered bullfighting posture that turned red at the sight of blood, and many commanders felt that they had to change their opinion of His Excellency the Baron a little.

At the same time, Ye Zhiqiu returned to the coast unharmed, turning his head to look at the chaotic Eagle Jili Empire Expeditionary Force, the sea breeze was howling, although his body was wet and cold, his heart was hot.

"Spare you like a ghost, it's not like you drank Lao Tzu's footwashing water. Tonight, I estimate that I have killed no less than 500 red-haired ghosts, and I finally have the idea. ”

As soon as the words fell, the disciple of the Zhushan Sect who was nearby slowly stood up and raised his hand to say hello: "Daoist friends are very powerful, they have killed nearly a thousand enemies quietly, and they are outside the country!

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