Codex Pirates

Chapter 132 Thunder

The pace of William and the Morgan Pirates quickened, and Dennis followed quickly.

"Is this going to pass?" He said incoherently: "No need to make some preparations? The slums are very dangerous. There are many criminals and pirates resting there."

"Don't worry about our safety," William smiled indifferently. When Barbarossa was still alive, he lived and fought in the slums as a crew member. This place has not yet been regarded by the forces he is looking at now. and characters, "But you can go back and don't have to follow us."

Hearing this, Dennis looked back at the crew members of the Morgan Pirates, whose faces were full of indifference and relaxation, and gritted his teeth: "No, I'm not afraid of danger. As a sheriff, I want to go with you!"

Dennis is indeed a heavy gambler. Like Sherlock, he is just an ordinary person. He has no power to protect himself in a place like the slums full of criminals. But if he can really eradicate most of the criminal gangs in the slums this time, it will be a big challenge. No small feat, he bet there must be a reason why William and his men were so confident.

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The garbage and waste water from the civilian and noble districts poured down, making the slums always have a lingering stench.

All kinds of illegal buildings are crooked, not only covering the sun, but also making this place like a maze.

In a small building with an inconspicuous appearance, the pungent smell of cheap alcohol dilutes the stench coming from outside. Groups of workers in sloppy clothes and tired expressions are busy busy, and a few powerful thugs are distributed in various parts of the small building. playing cards, or chatting, and only occasionally looking warily out of the window.

This is an underground winemaking workshop, specializing in the production of various cheap and low-quality alcoholic beverages. Although Arcadio has controlled most of the underground alcoholic beverage market in the Kingdom of Navia, there are always some fish that slip through the net and are hiding in the dark. corner for leftovers.

Most of these escaped fish are located in slums and other places where Arcadio's forces are difficult to fully control. They are generally controlled by local local snakes, mainly violent gangs with criminal nature.

boom! boom! boom!

The door of the small building was suddenly knocked lightly from the outside. Several card players by the door glanced at each other and picked up weapons from the table. There was no law in the slums, and there was no order. Fights and fires broke out between criminal gangs. There are countless times. In order to find Zhepu, Barbarossa led the crew to almost turn the slums upside down. No one came out to stop them from the beginning to the end. See the confusion here.

A tall and strong man walked up to the door with a long knife in his hand, pushed open the door, and leaned over to see who was knocking on the door, but when he leaned over, he saw only darkness.

The strong man was a little strange, but before he could straighten up, he heard a gunshot.

The dark scene outside the doorway suddenly brightened, and then, a bullet passed through the doorway without stopping, and a bloody hole was drilled out of the strong man's eye.

It turned out that the door was blocked from the outside with a gun.

The body of the strong man fell straight to the ground with a "bang", but then there was another "bang", and the fairly thick door was kicked open from the outside.

A figure quickly entered the interior of the small building. Before the thugs in the room could react, he had already raised an exquisitely styled revolver in his hand, holding the gun in one hand, and flapping the hammer repeatedly behind the gun with the other hand, just like popping beans. The gunshots rang out one after another, because the speed was so fast that the gunshots even joined together!

After three consecutive shots, the three thugs who were still holding their weapons trembled indiscriminately, and the bullet pierced through the center of their eyebrows, leaving a bloody hole.

The gunman who entered the small building blew a whistle, and helped a turban with "YASOPP" written on his forehead.

This person is none other than Jesus Bu, the cadre of the Morgan Pirates.

Some of the workers who had witnessed Jesus shooting and killing were shouting and running towards the back door.

Suddenly a series of footsteps came from the stairs facing the gate, and then two thugs with swollen faces came out from the direction of the second floor, but just as they emerged, they ate two bullets from Jesus, even Jesus Before Bu's face could be clearly seen, he turned into a corpse.

Jesus Bu was not at all nervous about being in the enemy camp. He was as relaxed as if he was on an outing. He strolled towards the stairs, withdrawing the empty bullets from the revolver while walking, and reloading steadily.

The old wooden stairs kept making creaking noises when going up. When Jesus Bu was about to step into the second floor, his ears moved suddenly, and he heard a very low breath on the other side of the wooden wall at the corner. Voice.

The corners of Jesus cloth's mouth turned up, put away the revolver, and then took out a bolt-action rifle on his back, and slammed the trigger in the direction of the breath.

Although the bolt-action rifle has an extremely low rate of fire, its accuracy and penetration are far superior to those of a revolver. The wooden wall is directly penetrated by the pointed bullet. As soon as the gunshot fell, there was a muffled groan from behind the wall, and then He fell to the ground with a plop.

Jesus Bu caressed the slender barrel of the bolt-action rifle made of walnut wood lovingly, feeling the intoxicating smell of gunpowder and gun oil on it, which seemed to dilute the pungent and unpleasant smell of alcohol in the small building.

The small building gradually became turbulent, and outside, a group of pirates from the Morgan Pirates surrounded the small building at some point.

Digo, who led the group, sniffled and waved to the pirate behind him, and the group rushed forward immediately.

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A poor neighborhood two streets away.

Harden ran like a cheetah in the rain of bullets, and countless muskets shot at him from the small building in front of him, but the speed of the muzzle turning could not catch up with Harden's running speed.

In a blink of an eye, Harden ran to the door of the small building. He lowered his shoulders and hit the door without losing momentum.

The sundries piled up behind the gate didn't have the slightest effect. Harden savagely knocked them away. After entering the building, Harden bounced off his body and rushed to the middle of several big men on the first floor like a tiger in a herd. , cut off a person's head brutally, and then held the headless corpse in front of him with one hand.

"Puff, puff" several muffled sounds, the panicked enemy was not accurate at all, and the few bullets that hit Harden also hit the corpse that Harden held in front of him.

Taking advantage of the enemy's time to reload, Harden threw the corpse at one person, and with a low growl, he threw himself at another young man with a machete in his hand but a nervous expression on his face.

His vocal cords were severely injured, and his voice was hoarse and low, like a wild beast.

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Such battles happened one after another in various places in the slums, and the originally quiet slums suddenly became boiling.

The local gangsters, pirates and other criminal gangs have received news one after another that the newly appointed militia captain of the kingdom is taking them under the knife!