Chapter 911:
In this regard, Barbossa only felt deeply helpless. Yes, he is a ghost thief, and he is an undead... But when ghost stories meet **** and devil stories, there is only one ending, that is, ghost stories are killed The story of gods and demons is bloody.
ten minutes later----
On the deck of the entire Black Pearl, except for Barbossa, there is no pirate who can stand anymore - these guys have been killed, they would rather play dead on the deck so torn apart than Willing to get up again and be abused by those six women with a pair of bat wings...
The pain from the body is nothing, but the blow from the mind is really too big... They are nearly a hundred people, and they are actually abused by six women to look like this. It's too shameful to steal the ship. ...
"Okay... It seems that your subordinates don't want to play with us anymore... This is really a pity!" Sonia said, looking at the six swords hovering in mid-air waving her wings The waiter said, "Let's do the last show..."
"Okay, miss!"
"I've been waiting for this moment..."
"This is great!"
The sword attendants landed on the deck laughing and joking, and then put away the wings behind them - with the weapons in their hands, they picked up the stumps and broken arms on the deck, and began to place graphics on the deck...
five minutes later--
"Thank you very much, Captain, for letting your men play this game with us. I hope that when we meet next time, we can still play such a small game!" Sonia smiled and disappeared on the deck in an instant. They also returned to the Umbrella. When they went back, they also cut off all the hooks and locks hanging on the Umbrella's side.
Barbossa stared blankly at the pattern on the deck with his own body. It was the smiling face of a funny gentleman. How could that expression look like he was mocking himself...
Chapter 1282
Chapter 1282
Looking at the devastated Black Pearl, Barbossa has a feeling of wanting to cry without tears...
Seriously—under the moonlight, the helpless expression on the zombie-like Barbossa’s face looked a bit funny.
He just stood behind the rudder so foolishly, watching the battleship Umbrella, which had abused him with blood, brought a wave of water and quickly sailed into the distance. At this moment, he was convinced of one thing. It's a matter of fact, people just stopped there and waited for him to throw himself into the net just to play with him on purpose.
Otherwise, just with the speed of this giant, his Black Pearl is the fastest ship, and he can't catch up...
"Damn...what the **** is this..."
Barbossa has an urge to cry a lot. You know, since he can remember, Barbossa has never shed tears. Facing the hurricane, he did not shed tears. Facing the ruthless sea, he did not shed tears. , In the face of the curse, he didn't cry, because he knew that crying was a waste of time. If you have time, it's better to think of a way...
But after being brutalized by the group of female vampires, Barbossa actually felt a little wet in his eyes... This is evidence that his self-esteem has been hurt.
Just at this time--
The head of a guy who acted as the eyes of the funny guy on the deck seemed to sense that the group of women who made them feel the deepest despair had left, and he actually began to command his hands to climb towards him, trying to combine...
However, just as his hand left the edge of the funny gentleman's pattern, two dazzling red lights lit up on the dark sea in the distance, and then, on both sides of the Black Pearl, two bursts of radiant light burst forth. A water column ten meters high... The cannonball entered the water, and the huge waves it brought up made the Black Pearl sway everywhere, as if it were in a storm.
Apparently - that was the secondary battery fire on the Umbrella...
"Damn bastard, just stay there for me—until dawn, don't move..." Barbossa roared.
He still remembered that when Her Royal Highness the Bloody Queen left, she once said that she should keep this pattern until the sun rises. If she finds that the pattern is not preserved, she will send them all into the abyss... …
The two shots just now were obviously warning them...
Although Barbossa didn't know that those women moved by what they knew about them, but—the fact is that they knew that some people were lucky...
Those two shots also completely destroyed Barbosa's last fluke--
With the shelling distance just now, Barbossa can determine that the steel giant ship has a range that far exceeds the most advanced artillery... Moreover, other people's gunners are also very accurate, such a power, only need a shot to be able to Completely split the Black Pearl into two pieces.
"Sure enough, do you think of me as a toy??" After Barbosa said this, he took a deep breath. "Sooner or later, one day, I will take that giant steel ship over..."
It is said that, but——Barbossa really does not have a trace of confidence, whether it is long-range or close combat, in Barbossa's view, that steel giant ship is impeccable... If you want to win the ship, easier said than done?
In this way, Barbossa was sitting in front of the rudder, staring blankly at the sky full of stars... He was thinking about how to defeat the giant steel ship, but—— let him think about breaking his head, thinking The moon has fallen into the sea level, and I still haven't come up with a plan...
In the face of technological generation gaps, sometimes wisdom is not so important.
Perhaps because of the power of the two secondary guns, the night passed, and none of the pirates who were placed as parts dared to move.
It was not until the east began to turn white that the pirates who had been dismantled into parts had the courage to start looking for other parts of themselves.
"Give it back to me, that's my arm..."
"Where did my arm go? Hey, that's my arm, not your leg..."
"Who saw my feet? Who saw my feet..."
"I feel like your left leg and right leg are reversed..."
"God, I can't see my little brother... Who has seen my little brother??"
"Idiot, you put your head upside down, you can only see your PG now!"
It took nearly an hour for the undead pirates to reluctantly find all the parts on their bodies...
Barbossa looked at his group of subordinates who used to be rebellious and dared to destroy the sky and destroy the air. Now they are like sick quails, sitting listlessly on the deck, motionless... Can't help sighing secretly. breathed. "Everyone, are you afraid??"
"Aren't you afraid when you face those women who are like gods and demons? Mr. Captain!" While being played around like a toy, you didn't draw your sword to fight them..."
"That's right..."
"Why……"
Looking at the excited men on the deck, Barbossa roared, "Shut me down... You should be lucky!"
"Happy?"
"Yes...you should be thankful that I didn't fight the leader of the other party...do you know who she is? She is the Queen of Blood...!!!" Barbossa exclaimed.
"Bloody Queen??"
"Who is that??"
"Ha, I'm still Count Dracula..."
"Shut up..." Barbossa scolded: "Some of you are from Spain, some are from Portugal, and some are from France... Don't you feel very familiar with the title of Queen of Blood?"
"A **** cross..."
"The road is paved..."
"Please wave your **** scythe and bring my enemy a fair death, Her Majesty..."
"I will give you the best bread, and your beautiful dress..."
A pirate from France hummed a song softly. The tune of the song seemed so strange and gloomy... When I heard it, I couldn't help but get goosebumps all over my body...
