Assassin’s Adventure - Chapter 220

Captain Wayne and Flint’s people came a little too quickly, disrupting Gordon’s plan a lot, the assassin’s strength is in the assassination, if Marcos is not prepared, he can ensure that he can kill him in an instant. to death.

Of course, things have two sides, at least he doesn’t have to worry about how to get out.

“Mitch, keep the door and don’t let anyone in.”

Gordon shouted, then jumped straight on.

In such a narrow space, there are many more variables with one more person.

“The ridiculous privateer, who obeyed Ellenor’s orders, guess what happened to the British navy?”

“It’s just a benefit, at least I won’t do anything to me until I’m still useful.”

“Pray, Captain Gordon, for that day to come later.”

Marcos’ words seemed to contain some kind of ineffable past, but it was no longer Gordon’s need to think about it, because the wielding machete was in sight.

Marcos’s knife was very fast, like a white line, coming with the red light of candlelight.

Gordon didn’t have any thoughts of evading, he directly raised his right hand and stepped forward with the help of the gauntlet’s sturdiness.

The blade ripped through Gordon’s sleeve, but couldn’t get an inch in, and his sleeve blade stabbed straight towards Marcos’ throat.

Marcos drew his knife back and slashed towards the cold light.

clang!

Gordon’s assassination was clanged open, revealing his wide-open chest.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

For the third time, Marcos changed his knife very quickly, holding the dagger in his backhand, using both hands at the same time, and the blade pointed directly at Gordon’s chest.

Of course, pirate fighting experience limited his imagination, and he completely underestimated Gordon.

The sleeve blade of the right hand was tucked into the sleeve in an instant, and the body leaned back to the right. The right hand was propped on the dusty carpet. As the waist twisted, the robe was swung, and the left leg was pulled out like a whip.

Snapped!

clang clang clang! ! ! !

A powerful leg slapped Marcos’s hand, unable to bear the painful force, the machete flew out directly.

“No, it’s impossible, who are you?”

This kind of battle is no longer the most basic fighting, but full of artistic killing techniques, and the flexibility and strength of the body far exceed ordinary people.

“As I said, there really is no personal feeling in killing you, it’s just because of the mission.”

“Whose mission, Ellenor? No, who else wants my life?”

The disarmed Marcos was a little hysterical, and the usual coldness and indifference all turned into madness at this moment.

Gordon didn’t say more, he wanted to end this fight quickly, for nothing but his own lucky box.

bang!

Marcos kept backing away, knocking down tables and chairs to buy some time to find a chance to survive.

“Kingston’s battleship Marvel has left port for South Africa. Kingston has reached its weakest point, with the help of Andrea…”

“Why don’t you understand?”

“The attack on Kingston will give us a lifetime’s worth of gold…”

“I’m a privateer, all I can do is kill you, poor pirate, all you want is gold.”

Gordon’s eyes flashed with cold light, and he approached step by step. There may be poor people among the pirates, but not in front of him, just a poor hyena.

Marcos’ knife made Gordon see the shadow of Brees, the **** guy, it’s a headache to think about.

“Give up resistance, maybe you can die decently.”

Gordon pressed step by step, and the sleeve blade stabbed directly. He knew that this kind of thing could definitely be said by an idiot, but the feeling of pretending to be forced was really addicting.

Of course, what he didn’t notice was that his eyes were full of bloodshots. He was used to this kind of killing and enjoyed it. The weight of his life disappeared at this moment.

Unarmed, Marcos tried to retrieve his machete, but the result was a bleeding wound on his arm.

The pain aroused his ferocity, even though he knew that the person in front of him was not at the same level as those pirates, and he might die here today.

“Drink!”

He has realized that if he wants to escape and ascend to heaven, he can only kill the person in front of him. He pulled out a long wooden stick that jumped out of something unknown, and swept his arms with a force.

boom!

Although this kind of counterattack could not cause substantial damage, it still gave Gordon a severe blow to the arm that was used to resist, and bruises definitely appeared under the gauntlet.

The wooden stick was completely vulnerable, it shattered into two halves, and the part that splashed out hit the wooden door next to Mickey, startling the latter.

“Captain! Can you do it?”

“Please, can you give me some time, those who watch the show are not qualified to speak.”

Gordon continued to approach, and Marcos leaned against the wooden wall of the hull with no way out.

The wooden stick was swung, but it couldn’t make any achievements. Instead, Gordon took the opportunity to slash another wound on the back of his hand.

The battle entered a close-quarters fight, and Marcos resisted in embarrassment, using his own flesh to resist the sharp blades of Gordon’s hands.

The blood had stained his clothes red, and in the dim room he saw Gordon appear as a double image, flickering left and right.

“Have you thought about the people you killed?”

At this moment, Gordon has lost his temper, and the person in front of him has lost his initial high spirits, but he is just a poor bastard.

“Isn’t this world like this? Cough… People eat people, if you want to survive, then kill other people.”

“It’s best if you understand.”

The sharp blade in Gordon’s hand stabbed directly into the heart of Marcos, and the desire to survive made the latter use his last strength to reach out his hands to block.

puff!

The blade pierced through his hands, bleeding profusely.

His hands were shaking, and a gray eye was staring at Gordon cautiously.

“This is the final destination of the murderer, Captain Gordon, and yours will come quietly one day.”

Gordon didn’t speak, but slowly pushed the sleeve blade, watching the blade cut through the blood-red lining and pierce into the flesh.

“Cough…cough…”

As the sharp blade cut through his lungs~www.mtlnovel.com~ and pierced directly into his heart, Marcos’ pained expression stopped abruptly.

“I do not accept the curse of pirates.”

Gordon drew his sleeve blade and watched as the body leaned against the wall slipped, dragging a long trail of blood.

“Andrea, it’s time to go.”

He dragged the little girl who was on the verge of collapse from under the table, showing a smile that he thought was kind.

Of course, it would be much better if it wasn’t covered in blood.

“Wow!”

The latter, of course, cried directly. This little girl experienced the greatest stimulation in her life in a few days. Countless people died in front of her, and her eyes were only the color of blood.

“I’m not a pirate, why are you crying, go and take you home.”