Pirate’s Brood Order

The night is like ink.

The naval branch with a bowl-like cover on the ground was dead silent, all the lights in the building were extinguished and it was pitch black, the moonlight was as pale as frost reflected on the rough wall, and one or two strange humanoid creatures could be seen lying like geckos. Strange crawling attached to the wall.

Chi!

The thick wall was pierced, the sharp knife arm pierced straight into the chest, and then retracted like lightning, the blood-splattered corpse fell from the wall and hit the sand, the blood flushed.

"Dust Slash!"

A cold voice sounded through the cracks in the pierced wall, and the fine knife light shone like paper scraps on the wall. The man in the monk's uniform smashed the dust and jumped out. With a side cut, the two transformed bodies that were climbing and jumping over were cut off from it.

A person fell from a high altitude, and his feet felt wet and greasy when he stepped on the sand surface. MR.1 looked at the dead body falling from the sky expressionlessly, blood splashed and stained his shiny bald head.

"There are only so few people in the navy branch, and they are all murlocs? Where are the navy people?" Another guy dressed as a transvestite frowned and looked at the few corpses on the playground, wondering about MR.1.

These dead bodies did not wear any clothing that symbolized the navy, and there were a total of a dozen corpses in a huge naval branch, and no human traces were found, quietly giving off the eerie feeling of an empty city.

The blown gravel was covered with hot blood, and the tentacles under the tens of meters of sand were surging, as if they would pierce the ground at any time, engulfing the two unsuspecting flesh and blood.

In the depths of the pyramid, murloc transformations wearing navy uniforms stood in a silent line. Mori stood at the forefront, looking down at the scene in the base reflected on the console. The depths of a pair of eyeballs The black line diffused and invaded and occupied all the whites of the eyes.

"Senior agent of the Baroque studio, heh~" Yaerlin's voice came from Sendu's mouth with a treacherous tone, "It's beyond my expectation, just a tentative move forces you to think about it." Have I made a move, this is a little unreasonable, is there something else that I don't know about?"

Since the Alabasta military’s proposal report, the original idea and plot have gradually deviated from Yarlin’s preset track, and following the phone call from the Navy headquarters and the order to destroy all traces, the matter’s progress The progress was completely out of control, and then there was the strange death of Naferutali Cobra. This complicated chain reaction made the situation in Alabasta seem to be covered with a layer of fog again.

The chess game in Alabasta is becoming more and more treacherous, and the chess players who seemed to have appeared seem to hide in the darkness again, leaving only the black hands who frequently disturb the situation, just like everyone else. They were all fighting chess in the dark, and the dark pieces hidden on the chessboard began to move around.

"Sand crocodile Crocodile, is the arrangement you hide in the dark about to surface?" Sendu lowered his head and stared at the scene on the control panel, "Let them go, we were supposed to do something about Smoker's plan tonight." Make some adjustments and changes..."

The black lines in his eyes faded away like a tide, and the tumbling tentacles above his head returned to silence.

"Do you have the feeling that something is peeping at us in the dark?" Mr. 2 scanned the dead body under his feet with a cloudy expression, but there was an inexplicable palpitation in his heart feel.

"Maybe there are still one or two mice that haven't been killed, forget it, let's go." MR.1 walked outside after saying this.

Not long after the two quickly left the navy branch, Sendu came out with a few sailors, put the scratched and tattered navy suits on the dead transformants again, and then cut their gilled heads one by one. Cut it off and bring it back underground.

Sendu picked up a headless corpse, stuffed the tampered bug into the opponent's arms, and slowly placed the corpse at an angle.

On the sand dune slope more than 10 miles away, a team of navy is in a hurry, the engine is roaring like a beast roaring, Smoker is riding on a powerful battlefield motorcycle, wearing windproof goggles and looking out faintly Shadow silhouette to the Navy branch.

Afterimages appeared in the dark night, Yarlin walked away from the area of ​​the battlefield, the expression on his face was cloudy and cloudy, and from the corner of his vision, he quietly glanced at Weiwei who was blinded by the strong wind, and the gloomy reflection in his eyes Weiwei's face, suddenly he stopped and stopped.

In front of it is an inwardly sunken basin surrounded by jagged rocks, like countless ghosts standing upright. The opposite of the gap gradually emerges.

"Crocodile!" A strange black light appeared in Yarlin's pupils, and a scarlet spider appeared on his shoulder.

"Colonel Yarlin, the woman next to you seems to be the defector from the Baroque studio, and she seems to be the rumored Princess Weiwei who should die. Is this a gift you specially brought to me tonight?" Floating in the darkness The exposed face let out a hoarse laugh, and the scars across the entire face trembled slightly with his laughter.

Just hearing this cruel laughter, Weiwei's heart seemed to stop beating, and her whole body began to tremble involuntarily. She looked at Yarlin's side face with trembling teeth, and a horrible guess emerged in her mind.

silence.

From Weiwei's point of view, Yarlin didn't make a sound, but the arc of her lips slightly raised a cold arc, revealing her white teeth, which was shocking. Her hands and feet were cold, and her heart fell uncontrollably towards the bottom of the valley. .

"Unfortunately, I'm afraid it's slightly different from what you thought." Yarlin grinned, turned his head and glanced at the accelerator with a serious expression: "Send Her Highness Weiwei away."

Weiwei's beautiful pupils trembled fiercely, feeling ashamed of the doubts in her heart just now, but before she could speak, she felt the blond hair wrapped around her waist being strangled, her whole body lightened suddenly, and the scene in front of her was like Rapid changes like frame drop.

"Want to escape?"

Crocodile raised his hand, fine sand flowed out from between his fingers, and in an instant, it condensed into a winding arm tens of meters long in mid-air. In the next instant, the stones along the way were crushed into powder by the air explosion, and the giant hand of yellow sand was like Like a torrent, it rushed towards the direction where the accelerator fled.

There was a terrifying loud noise behind her. Weiwei's head was firmly squeezed against the accelerator's shoulder, her hair was flying in the air as if it was about to be torn off by the turbulent air, and her scalp ached. She could feel a cold streak behind her. And the strange gaze, that gaze was like a hunting crocodile, as if it wanted to peel and swallow every piece of flesh on her body alive.