Pirate’s Brood Order

"Colonel Corum, shall we go directly to the old port now?" The adjutant carefully observed Corum's face. Because of the serious problem of desertification, the newly built port of the branch has been buried by the wind and sand, and they can only go to the one hundred miles away. There is also a semi-abandoned wharf in the old port, which is connected to the largest inland river in Alabasta. Although the river bed has dried up by nearly half in the past two years, at least it can float a warship in and out.

"Well, I don't want to see this branch base again for a moment, let's rush over there immediately." Corum sat on a Karoo Duck. This kind of strider is the most common mount in the desert of Alabasta, and it is resistant to drought. The footsteps are extraordinary, and the speed is extremely fast. There are a group of them in the branch base.

After a group of people turned over and sat on the Karoo Duck, Corum turned his head to look at the window on the top floor of the administration, and then left quickly.

The running feet of the Karoo Duck left a series of marks on the desert, and the dust dragged behind it was like a small wind and smoke.

A dozen miles away, next to a giant cactus, a bald man in a tank-chested monk attire looked at the approaching smoke and dust. He stroked the cactus lightly with his palm, and the whole cactus was split open from the middle. As smooth as a mirror, he stretched out his fingers to scrape off a layer of tender green juice and swallowed it in his mouth, "After waiting for so long, it's finally here."

Corum straddled the Karoo Duck, passed by the cactus, and then stopped suddenly, followed closely by the adjutant. He subconsciously glanced at the man who sucked the juice with his fingers, and then saw A silvery cold light pierced his pupils, and his vision suddenly turned up and down. He saw a headless corpse sitting on the Karoo Duck, blood pouring into the sky like a fountain.

"That's my body?!" Gu Lulu's head tumbled and fell into the sand, the hot blood dipped into the sand and wet it into pieces, and a scorpion that came out of the gravel was attracted.

Collum's clothes seemed to be splashed with a few drops of blood on the back. He brushed off his collar in dissatisfaction. Reflected at his feet, the adjutant's head is being eaten by poisonous scorpions.

"How rude!"

Corum complained in a sharp voice, and at the same time, he gently wiped his face with his left hand, just like the face-changing in Peking Opera. The whole face and body were instantly transformed into a completely different transvestite His face, the navy suit he was wearing also changed into a ridiculous swan suit, and the whole person walked like a huge duck, which was still extremely ugly.

"You're not Colonel Collum..."

The heads of the frightened sailors seemed to be a little down, and most of them were in a state of stupefaction. Only a few quick-reacting hearts were beating violently, and they aimed their flintlock guns at them.

"Did you get the thing back?" Dazbonis, code-named Mr. 1, swung his arms. His two arms were in the shape of a guillotine, and the cold light reflected from them gave people a piercing awe, which showed that the blade was unparalleled in sharpness.

Mr. Feng Klei, code-named Mr. 2, patted his strong chest with a smile, and the two small swan decorations swayed back and forth as soon as his head shook. He exuded a transsexual temperament all over his body, "Of course I took it back!"

"That's good!"

Chi!

Blood splashed from the chest of a navy man and dyed the two split corpses red. Dazbonis walked through the severed corpses, turned his head and ruthlessly shook off the blood stains on his arms, and the rolling blood beads showed Particles dripped from the blade to the ground.

When the last navy was cut off in the middle, and the blood had seeped into the bottom of the sand, Dazbonis didn't even blink his eyelids during the whole process. He said to Feng Klei, "I've solved it too, let's go."

Not long after the two left.

A skeletal figure that looked like a cheetah galloped towards him. He stood beside the cactus, overlooking the corpses lying everywhere at his feet, wearing navy uniforms and holding guns and sabers. A few Karoo Ducks were left circling back and forth like headless flies.

"Two people, and one more person to meet him!" Hodgton stared at the two sets of footsteps leaving, and soon the traces of the footsteps were completely obliterated behind a certain sand dune. He frowned and turned back.

Pulling open the door of the wine cabinet, a warm body fell onto the floor against the door of the cabinet, black blood was soaked in the middle of the door crack of the cabinet, and the smell of blood immediately diffused into the air.

Yarlin looked down at the corpse. The fatal wound was a stab wound on the chest. Combined with the smashed wine bottle at the corner of the table, it is not difficult to restore the situation at that time. The scratches on the cheeks of the corpse are obviously a piece of bloody flesh scraped after death. , It is difficult to identify the appearance before death.

Ya'erlin's pupils shrank slightly, and the fine lines in his eyebrows raised, giving people the feeling of a depressing volcano, and the voice that spewed out from between his teeth was cold and cruel: "Heh~ as soon as I came here, I was beaten One lesson, Baroque studio."

If it wasn't for the information he had dug out from Mr. 3, perhaps Yarlin would not have doubted the real identity of this corpse, but now he can be 100% sure that the disfigured corpse under his feet is Corum himself, and the one with himself Colum, who met and left, is undoubtedly the Mr. 2 who has the ability to imitate Baroque Studio.

"Heh, hehehe, hehehahaha..."

The corner of Yarlin's mouth opened a slight arc, and then it became bigger and bigger. He stood where Corum stood before his death, opened the curtains, and let the hot and violent sunlight fall in and shine on himself.

The shadow under his feet grew longer and longer, like a wriggling black python, gradually covering the entire corpse under the shadow.

"Oh, interesting, not only did we meet, but also shook hands with me!" Yaerlin held up his palm in the light, the tattoo on the back of his hand was lifelike, he sighed faintly, and a black thread pierced into the corpse , and quickly drained the corpse into ingested nutrients.

"Boom boom boom..."

"Come in!"

Hodgdon walked in alone, and the communication of consciousness was faster and more vivid than sentences. With just a look at each other, the contents of Hodgdon's memory were clearly presented on Yarlin's retina.

"It's a step slower, I didn't catch up." Hodgton said.

"Take that mess of clothes out and throw them away!" Yarlin looked at the dark cabinet in the wine cabinet. Mr. 2 didn't close it after taking the things away, and there were still piles of gold bars stacked inside. A lonely phone bug, with an inexplicable black light flickering in his eyes: "Yo, these are for me!"

Thanks to Mu Ya Sasa for the reward of 2000 points, thanks to the coffin and grave house for the reward of 1000 points, thanks to Gathic for the reward of 500 points, and thanks to who stole my name from Dongfang Fantasy for the reward of 500 points