Twin Cities: Hero Witness System

Early April -

In the Sea of ​​Watchers, a warship is sailing on the blue sea. The appearance of this warship is mainly black and red. It is also equipped with several huge cannons on the hull, which makes Ben also think about this warship. The islands gave up the idea and chose to slip away.

And there is only one country in the world owns this kind of warship with a killing spirit, and that is Noxus.

The iconic blood-colored appearance shows the decisive character of the Noxians, and the hull structure that looks rough and even can be described as imprecise is also the style of the Noxians- Appearance is useless, practicality is good.

But on this ship, the Noxian battle flag was not planted.

If you see the clothes of the people on the boat, it will make people feel even more strange. The Bilgewaters have dealt with Noxians all year round, and they know what Noxian soldiers look like in dress and weapons, but on this ship, it's beautiful white and blue clothes.

There is also a long hemp stick on his back.

This style...is Piltover and Zaun!

"Graves, how long until we get to Bilgewater?"

On the boat, a bearded, sturdy middle-aged man wearing a magistrate's hat looked at Graves, who was standing on the bow, looking at the sea with binoculars, and asked in a deep voice.

"Call me Captain, Crew Jack."

Graves licked his lips, getting closer and closer to "home", which made Graves nervous and excited.

He wondered...the people in power at Bilgewater, or those people?

Pirate King Plank, Captain Lone Wolf Yale, Blood Wolf Gang and Slaying Gang...

Graves' eyes were red, and he hadn't slept in two days.

The ship that I am in charge of now may be the best ship in Bilgewater! He thought that even Planck, the king of pirates, must not have such a ship to use.

You must know that your ship is a Noxian warship. You can say that Noxian ships are not beautiful, but you must admit that Noxian ships are the most powerful warships in the world. .

"It's time for you to rest, Captain."

Hearing this, Jack spread his hands helplessly.

But he will definitely obey Lord Lin Wen's orders.

This trip, firstly obey Drizzt's orders, and secondly, Graves' orders.

"We've been sailing for a few days. According to your estimated time, it should have been faster?"

"That's because we don't have good navigators."

Graves still used the telescope, but also answered Jack's words: "In these two powerful city-states, the magistrates can't even find a person who understands the star map."

Graves' tongue was drooping out of his lips, and recalling the day before departure, he couldn't help but complain: "Those who can read the star map are either old guys, college students who have just entered school, or rich families. Noble, ha, that's funny."

Jack: "..."

Hearing Graves' rant, he felt a little depressed.

Just as he was about to say something, Graves suddenly jumped up.

"Children!"

Graves let out a strange cry, the veins on his neck burst out, and his bloodshot eyes that had not slept for a long time were full of excitement.

"Quick, get ready, we're coming!"

Drizzt looked at the excited Graves, walked over to him, and snatched the telescope.

The latest telescope, developed by Piltover, can see farther and clearer.

Drizzt looked at what Graves had seen before, and... he saw a group of islands.

An archipelago full of peculiar buildings and bizarre styles.

Drizzt even saw a few huge iron hooks with huge strange fish hanging on them.

That's a sea beast.

"Everyone has it!"

Marshal Captain Mark raised his arm.

In an instant, the Zaun magistrates and Picheng magistrates, who were sitting and talking and laughing, all stood up in an instant, and then quickly formed four rows.

"Prepare!"

"Shh!"

Check your backpack, open the barrel, and fasten your belt or boot laces.

On the bow, Graves was very excited to see this scene.

These mighty Twin Cities soldiers, now, are his crew!

It's his Captain Graves' men!

Seeing Graves' expression, Drizzt, who was familiar with his old friend, immediately knew what he was thinking, so he helplessly patted Graves on the shoulder and said softly, "Calm down, Graves, don't. Forgot the task that Lin Wen arranged for you."

"Of course I remember."

Graves smiled wildly and said loudly, "What he wants me to do doesn't conflict with what I want to do."

If you want to grab a pier on the chaotic and dark Bilgewater, you can only rely on fighting.

And because of this, the law enforcement officers assigned by the Shuangcheng Row to themselves are a group of veterans who have been tempered in battle.

The youngest soldier was also twenty-seven years old.

And like Mark, the Piltover magistrate's captain, he's almost forty now.

Drizzt shook his head, a little helpless.

But...to be honest, he was excited too.

He is a very careful man. The last time he came here, he was driven away in a daze, so this time, with Zaun and Picheng standing behind him, Drizzt has to find his own face no matter what.

"All crew members!"

Graves picked up his hex double-barreled gun, which he called - New Fate!

"Ready to land!"

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As a child, Graves took the lead in disembarking with a double-barreled gun, a huge cigar, and a cloak.

The place to disembark is the neutral port planned by the pirate king Planck. Bilgewater wants to make a fortune, in addition to robbing the merchant ships in the past, and secondly, relying on the black market merchants who came to Bi Island to sell goods. .

That's why Planck planned such a place.

Good merchants must be kept safe, otherwise they will not be able to come.

And within the jurisdiction of the Pirate King, various gangs and gangs will give Planck a face.

Because, he is a veritable king of Bilgewater.

Here, no one can afford to **** off Planck.

Mark first stayed on the boat with a group of armed law enforcement officers watching the boat, and then Mark followed Graves off the boat with ten people.

As soon as he got off the boat, Mark frowned and held his breath.

But a stench of stench still entered his nostrils, and the smell that filled the air in Bilgewater made Mark, Mrs. Piltover, who could endure the air of Zaun, unbearable.

Here... it smells worse than Zaun!

After smelling the air, Mark actually felt that the metallic smell of Zaun air was actually very good!

What kind of taste is this?

The salty smell of the sea breeze blowing from the sea, accompanied by the **** smell of strange fish being dissected in the port, the smell of rotting fish, and the stench of the sweat of the men on the dock.

These flavors are combined, and if Mark imagines it, it is probably a sponge that has been fermented for dozens of days in a pool of dead mice. His behavior when stepping on this port is like squeezing the sponge with his hand, but A slight squeeze, the oncoming is the endless stench.

"What's that thing?"

A law enforcement officer pinched his nose and looked at an alley on the port, where there was a strange creature, flapping wildly.

Graves glanced at it, bit his cigar and said, "Wharf Squirrel."

"Food?" The magistrate asked curiously as the fat giant rat disappeared into the alley.

"Ha, no one here eats that stuff." Graves laughed. "Do you know what that stuff grew up on?"

The curious magistrate looked at Graves.

Graves, who returned to the place of birth, took a strong puff on the cigarette, exhaled the smoke ring and said, "Eat the dead."

Reaching out a big hand and patted the magistrate's shoulder, Graves said loudly: "So if you can survive, no one will treat the dock squirrel as food."

Even in a chaotic Bilgewater, there will be no cannibalism.

They would throw the corpses on the alleys and corners, and let these big rats eat them.

Look at their scarlet eyes, and look at their sharp teeth, and you know that they can devour corpses cleanly.

Not even bones are left!

"etc!"

In front of Graves, a shirtless man with a boning knife in his hand came up.

Behind him, he followed a few men with knives.

Wearing heavy rain boots and a tattoo on his face, the leading man looked at Graves and asked fearfully, "Brother, are you from Noxus?"

Gu Jiang "Hey, I'm not some **** Noxian."

Graves carried fate with one hand and took off the cigar with the other.

Looking at the weapon in Graves' hand, anyone who sees such a thick double-barreled cannon will know that this guy is not easy to mess with.

"But your boat?"

"It's amazing, isn't it?" Graves raised his eyebrows and said triumphantly.

Drizzt stood aside and shook his head helplessly.

"It's amazing, but you still didn't say where you came from." The man then took a step forward, stood in front of Graves, and said in a deep voice, "Planck welcomes everything that can help Bilge. Walter brings wealth, but people who make trouble are definitely not welcome. Brother, are you here to make trouble, or to make a fortune?"

"Of course I'm here to make a fortune."

Graves raised the barrel of the gun, and then, under Mark's disbelieving eyes, Graves put the double-barreled gun on the man's chest.

The flesh and blood touched the cold metal, and the man's expression changed.

"Who do you think you're talking to?"

Graves took two steps forward, the barrel of the gun was against the man's chest, and there was no force in his hand, but he also "pushed" the man back three steps.

Seeing this, Graves smiled grimly.

The barrel of the gun rose slowly.

"Click!"

A crisp sound sounded, and a blue flame also appeared on the two muzzles.

The man's face changed completely.

With cold sweat dripping from his forehead, he looked at Graves and said hesitantly, "Wait, wait!"

"This is the safe area planned by Planck. If you dare to do something here, Planck, Planck will trouble you."

"Ha! So I have to let you cut a piece of meat off of me?" Graves bit a big cigar and smiled crookedly, "You think I don't know what's in your belly?"

When he saw Lin Wen in Shurima, he shot Lin Wen without saying a word.

That means Lin Wen is a monster, otherwise, Graves' shuttle can cut Lin Wen in half!

Graves was not a good man.

He is a thief, a robber, a criminal!

Now, he's a pirate!

Graves, who knew the rules of Bilgewater, knew that he couldn't let it go.

This can help oneself and others cut off the small thoughts of many people and reduce some unnecessary little troubles.

It will be noticeable...but what's the problem with that? Lin Wen didn't have much time for himself, and Graves didn't think that the group of people on the island who only relied on inferior swords, axes and gunpowder guns could break through the powerful shield table made by the Shuangcheng.

You know, it's a magical armor that requires dozens of rounds of Hex weapons to break.

That's why Graves didn't think that Lin Wen only gave him forty people, and then asked himself to lay down a place in a few months.

It's... not too much of a thing.

"Who do you think I am?"

Graves' hand was already on the wrench, and behind this man, the group of men who had previously stood behind him all scattered.

When they saw Graves raise the barrel of the gun and face the man's head, the group of people who were shirtless and holding boning knives, who looked ferocious, ran away.

But instead, they ran away, but another group of men in black clothes and armed with weapons came out.

Walking out of the alley on the left, the leader was a man with a scorpion tattooed on his head, holding a lacquered fire gun in his hand, and walked straight towards Graves.

Seeing this, Drizzt immediately ordered, "Mark!"

Graves was sure not to be hurt despite the protection of the shield table, but now was the time to make a stand.

Graves really doesn't like to use his brain, but I have to say that his luck has always been good.

Therefore, at this time, it would be no problem to do as Graves did.

After all... he was the one who brought Drizzt into Zaun, or Drizzt would have gone away.

"Yes!"

Although Mark was at a loss, of course he couldn't understand why Graves and the man were just talking, but they were about to fight, and they were going to kill people.

In a peaceful city like Piltover, this kind of situation... he had never seen it before when he went to Zaun to enforce the law!

However, Mark still obeyed Drizzt's orders.

Rule 7 of the Twin Cities Sheriff's New Law - Obey the orders of your superiors!

And now, Drizzt is Mark's superior.

"Marshal, aim!"

Led by Mark, the eleven law enforcement officers quickly raised their spears.

With blue as the main color, the exquisite Hexian spear is erected, and the thick muzzle of the **** emits blue light spots, condensing bright sparks.

This is the hex spear charging.

If it is shot in seconds, it is a point attack, but if it is stored for a long time, the bullet will be a long line of magic beams.

"When I was hanging out and killing people at the Wolf Ghost Wharf, you didn't know that I was hanging out there." Graves also noticed the situation behind him and smiled.

"I, I know." Looking at Graves's red eyes (scarlet all night), the shirtless gang man fell into fear, and said to Graves tremblingly: "I, I will pay. Yes, please spare my life."

"You're also a Bilgewater...you know the name of the Pirate King, and you won't be better off if you kill me."

A hand slowly touched the pocket.

And Graves looked at his hand and pouted: "I don't want your money."

"you you!"

"Kneel down!"

The barrel of the gun was ablaze with blue fire, but instead of firing, it slammed heavily on his shoulder.

He knelt down, and soon, the gangster who was trying to make a fortune on Graves crawls at Graves' feet.

"Before the next action, measure your own strength. I don't like you blind guys the most, and robbery is also a knowledge."

He kicked away the man in front of him, "Go away!"

Seeing the barrel of the gun leave him, the man immediately ran away with a tumble.

All around, the previous wharf workers disappeared, and instead, more and more people with different colors of clothes gathered.

These people...Graves saw that ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ were a bunch of outlaws.

He used to be a part of this group.

Looking at the man with the scorpion tattooed on his head, Graves grinned.

"puff!"

Spit out the cigar in his mouth and aimed the barrel at the sea.

Graves then pressed a special button on the gun.

"Gu... ka!"

It's the sound of a machine.

On the muzzle of the double-barreled gun, the blue sparks that had been lit up suddenly formed a group.

Then...

"Boom!"

Graves was made three steps backwards by the huge impact, but in his hand, where the new fate was aimed at, there were two laser beam lines with a diameter of one meter, shooting straight towards the sea. go.

The waves were lined up on both sides, but they were all ignited, revealing a strange blue light.

"Bastards! Listen to my grandfather!"

Laughing and holding up New Destiny, Graves laughed mockingly at the group of men with their mouths wide open and their eyes full of fear.

And the guy with the scorpion tattooed on his head earlier has quickly dropped his fire gun on his feet.

He stared blankly at the eleven law enforcement officers headed by Mark, his legs... trembling involuntarily.

Because no one knows whether the eleven beautiful blue weapons can also launch such an attack.

It's a pack of... wolves!

Not sheep!

"Click!"

The sound of pulling the bolt sounded again, and Graves raised Destiny. He aimed in one direction, and people in this direction would quickly raise their hands and make a gesture of surrender.

Graves grinned wide, and said with a heroic laugh:

"Zuan asked Lao Tzu to bring you a treat!"

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