Seeing the cannonball coming, the Thirteen shouted: "Jump ship!"

After speaking, he pulled Feng Mu and jumped into the water, the boatman was not slow to react, and he also jumped down, two of the five soldiers on the boat also jumped into the sea smoothly, but the other three died heroically.

There were no sharks in the waters of Fujian, and I don't know if it was due to climate changes or food shortages, the two sharks smelled blood and swam frantically towards them.

Thirteen pulled Feng Mu in his arms, and a pair of eyes stared at the shark swimming over, almost popping out of his sockets.

It was really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, and the boat was hit by a head wind.

As a brocade guard, he has encountered countless dangers, but this time it was suffocating.

Thirteen felt that he was about to lose his breath, he couldn't wait to surface, he happened to see Feng Mu's little face was already purple, and he hurriedly swam towards the sea.

The shark preyed frantically, and a few of the soldiers who had been sunk were still struggling, but the bloody gas from the wound entered the shark's nose, and under their bloody mouths, the soldiers could no longer escape.

The anger in Thirteen's hearts was stronger than any before. Looking at the red-stained waters around him and the tragic fate of his compatriots' bones gone, he pulled out the long knife at his waist.

Pushing Feng Mu towards the boatman, the long knife stabbed straight through the moment a shark bit him on the arm.

On the surface of the sea, which was already rolling, a bigger splash suddenly erupted, and the shark was stabbed in the forehead by the thirteen, and the tail fin swayed desperately, trying to get rid of the fatal injury.

The long knife went straight into the hilt, and Thirteen's knife technique was no longer what it used to be, with exquisite moves and skill, even the most nimble shark could not dodge his attack.

Feng Mu's hair and face were full of seawater, the seawater was bitter and salty, and the taste was not pleasant at all.

And what is even more unbearable than choking is the freezing cold of the sea, even in the hottest weather of midsummer, it is cold in the sea.

The three-year-old child, whose body and bones are still very weak, although he has the internal strength of the old man, but he has not really digested it, and at this moment he is being held in the arms of the boatman, his lips are frozen black, and his whole body is shivering.

Suddenly, the shark flew more than a meter above the sea level like an arrow, and Thirteen took the opportunity to fly to his forehead, pulled out a long knife, and stabbed it in the eye.

The shark was in pain, and its body kept rolling in the seawater, and the thirteen hands clenched the exposed hilt of the knife, and followed the shark to churn in the seawater, like a tarsal cone, unable to break free.

Another shark also rushed over, because the blood on this side was heavier, and it was the blood of its companions, but the temptation for it was even greater.

Just as it was about to attack, a loud bang was heard, and a cannonball landed less than two meters away from it.

The shark reacted so quickly that it immediately made a big turn and fled to the bottom of the sea, and the wounded shark kept rolling, and it was difficult to get rid of the knife that pierced his eye.

Perhaps sensing its companion swim towards the deep sea, it also swam towards the depths, and Thirteen felt the increasing pressure of the water, not only could it not breathe, but there was also a trace of blood in its nostrils due to the water pressure.

He was not willing to let the man-eating demon escape, but he did not want to risk his life because he still had to protect the child.

That kid is all he's about!

Thinking of this, Thirteen suddenly pulled out his long knife and used all his strength to exert all the mysteries of the knife skills he had learned on that knife.

In the deep sea, there was no sound, and there was no sharp sword light, but he could feel the current deforming towards that sword.

In Thirteen's own astonished gaze, he saw the head of a shark the size of a bucket cut in two by him, and then the huge corpse sank to the bottom of the sea.

Thirteen was also at the end of the crossbow, and if he didn't breathe fresh air, he would accompany the shark to the bottom of the sea. But now he was almost collapsed, and he had no strength to swim up.

At this time, an incredible scene happened, I saw a huge anchor, deep into the shark's body, and then dragged it to the surface.

Thirteen Daxi, hurriedly plunged the knife into the gap of the chain, and held it tightly with his left hand, which was the only glimmer of anger he had.

After being pulled out of the sea, Thirteen came back to life, took a few sharp breaths, and then his eyes saw a huge sea ship.

On the boat, there were some strangely dressed people with high noses and bearded brown hair, and Thirteen was startled, who are these people, could it be a rakshasa ghost?

In fact, he was wrong, these people were not from the far north, but from the far west, and that place was called Portugal.

The boatman hugged Feng Mu and hid under the sea boat, the enemy couldn't see them, and even if he saw it, it was a dead end if he wanted to attack.

The Portuguese were horrified to see the shark's head cut off, and when they saw a man hanging from the anchor, they drew their knives and slashed at him.

Thirteen jumped onto the deck at once, his figure flashed rapidly, the sword light pierced the sun like a white rainbow, and everywhere he went, blood flowers bloomed like a mandala.

In just a moment's effort, the number of Portuguese dead under his sword had reached eight, and the anger in Thirteen's hearts could only be extinguished with blood.

The heroic souls of his compatriots are still roaming in this sea area, and if they don't kill the enemy, how can he comfort these dead souls who have no place to be buried?

Just as he was killing in all directions, he suddenly heard a gunshot, but fortunately, Thirteen was lucky enough to bow his head, and the bullet hit the mast.

Enraged, Thirteen threw the long knife in his hand, and the Portuguese with the musket had no time to snort before it was pierced through the heart.

Just as he snatched a scimitar and was about to fight the enemy to his heart's content, he remembered a voice that said, "Stop, don't fight." ”

This sentence was said in Huaxia, and after saying that, he shouted in Portuguese, and Thirteen stopped, followed the voice, and saw a thin middle-aged man, next to a leader, looking at him with fearful eyes.

"Lord Orvis admires the skill of a strong man, and he was able to cut the neck of a shark with a single sword, can I tell you what the origin is?"

Listening to the thin man's words, Thirteen dodged and rushed to the leader, who was frightened and felt out a musket, and before he could pull the trigger, he was subdued by Thirteen.

Shoot the man first and shoot the horse, and capture the thief first and capture the king.

"Do not act rashly, or I will cut his neck. ”

The thin man translated the words to the leader Orvis, who asked Thirteen what he wanted, and Thirteen looked at the brown-haired people with cold eyes, and said, "My friends and children are still in the sea, and you must pull them up and do not hurt them." ”

Ou Weishi instructed his men to lower the rope, and the boatman was pulled onto the boat with Feng Mu in one hand and the rope in the other.

Feng Mu looked at these foreigners, puzzled in his heart, why did these people appear here, why did they attack them for no reason, what was the hidden purpose behind this?