Pirate's Brood Order

Chapter 22

It’s night, it’s dark and there is no moon.

The sea tide slammed, the hunting wind sounded, and there was the sound of “tick ticking” on the deck, as if someone was dragging wet shoes and rubbing on the ground, and the scratcher felt irritated.

Shaqili, who had just lighted a smoke after putting the water in the stern, followed the sound and found a figure walking on the deck in the dark night, with his back facing him, vaguely not able to see clearly.

“What are you doing?”

When something big happened tonight, Shaqiri’s nerves were strained. He did not walk forward, but drank in a low voice from a distance.

“Shakiri, don’t believe Lowe.”

Unexpectedly, the figure in front seemed to be waiting for him, and there was a pause under his feet. Before the figure turned completely, the cold and hoarse voice came into his ears first.

The voice was unexpectedly familiar. It turned out to be Bill. Shaqiri’s pupils shrank, and he stepped forward subconsciously, with a vigilant expression: “Bill, you are really alive. Where are you hiding? Are you captain…”

“Don’t believe the first officer, he deceived us.”

The monotonous and stern tone repeated, as if it meant a certain deep meaning, and the weird content in the words made Shajiri feel uneasy. He gritted his teeth and slowly approached Bill.

The half-brick back quickly turned around, revealing a pale and stern face. At the moment of a glimpse, Shaqiri confirmed that it was Bill in front of him, but it was difficult to see the stiff muscles on the face and the white, dead fish eyes.

“Don’t follow me!”

About seven or eight steps before and after, Bill suddenly turned back and twisted, rubbing his feet on the ground and suddenly moving from stillness, rubbing on the deck with a toothless sound, and plunged into the darkness.

Bill moved his foot, and Shaqiri immediately caught up like a conditioned reflex. As for the phrase “Don’t follow me”, I’m afraid it was this warning that prompted him to follow without thinking.

“So, death is human nature.”

At the door of the captain, Yarlin, who was condescendingly looking down at the deck, slowly closed his words. He retracted his gaze, changing his calm face into a look of fear, and reached out to knock on the door.

The door is unlocked and opens as soon as you push it.

The door was dark and there was no light. Yallin was thoughtful, his eyes half-squinted to more likely capture the subtle movement. He did not enter rashly, but just stood at the door and whispered: “Captain !”

After yelling three times in a row, the oil lamp in the room turned on, and Yarlin felt a little bitter. On the chair next to the oil lamp, Via sat down, the sword was placed at his feet and was held by his left hand. He held a match in his right hand. The flame of the oil lamp illuminates half of his cheek, and the whole person is in the dark.

“What’s the matter?” Via’s gaze was toward the door.

Yarlin lowered his head and spoke with trepidation: “The ship doctor discovered the problems in the corpses, as if there were some strange bugs in the corpses. The ship doctor suspected that it was not just the dead people, but also the other living pirates on the ship. There are also bugs.”

“Bug?” Via suspected that she had heard it wrong.

“The ship doctor is not very sure, so I came to ask the captain. He needs all the pirates to check, or there can be more corpses…” Yarlin looked pale, he paused on purpose, calculating the time in his mind, and At the same time, the expression of a disgusting and fearful person was mimicked vividly, “I saw that the ship doctor dissected the body.”

Yarlin pretended to be half-vomited, and his voice trembled: “The ship doctor said that time is very short and the cause must be found out as soon as possible, otherwise everyone will get sick.”

insect? Autopsy? disease?

Via tried his best to digest these incredible information, just when he was going to take a look in person, a dull gunshot cut through the night.

This gunshot was the sound of a flintlock musket, and the owner of this musket was only Old Moore on the entire Via. Via abruptly stood up, abducted the sword on the forefoot, and the heel followed up with a rapid frequency. .

The clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang. The steps are very strange, just like those transformed bodies, the distance of each step has been precisely measured, and the undulating contour shadow of his body actually looks like a bat flying at low altitude.

the other side.

Shaqiri chased all the way to the door of Old Moore’s room and witnessed Bill entering Old Moore’s room with his own eyes. He stopped and hesitated, but at this moment of hesitation, a gunshot came from close at hand. .

The night was pierced, the door opened, and a faint smell of blood drifted into Shajiri’s nostrils, and then a staggered figure stumbled out of it.

The figure staggered under his feet, one hand covering his stomach, and the other holding a flintlock. It was William.

“William, what happened inside?” Shaqiri blurted out.

“Oh, it hurts.”

William’s cheeks twisted together because of the pain. The moment he saw Shaqiri, the whole person seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and then he threw his hand up without hesitation.

Shaqiri was still in shock. He subconsciously caught the flintlock rifle, and looked at William’s eyes. He saw William suddenly smile, “I’m really afraid that if you don’t show up, fortunately, if you come, then kill Old Moore’s person is you.”

“What?” Shaqiri realized that it was not good, but it was too late.

William grabbed the wound on his stomach, blood flowed from his fingers, his voice changed because of the pain, “Shakyri, you don’t want to run!”

Shaqiri turned around and wanted to run. The sound of rapid footsteps behind him was approaching. The sound of the dense metal hitting the deck was Captain Via. The road was blocked. Shaqiri’s eyes were cracking. He gritted his teeth and stared at William. The gun pulled the trigger.

“boom!”

The gunfire rang again, sparks shining, but there was no sound of gunfire. Shaqiri watched William stare at him with an idiot look, then covered his stomach and fell down, letting out a frantic roar. Throwing away the musket, drew a short knife from his arms and rushed towards William.

It wasn’t until he pounced on William that Shaqili’s outside light saw the scene in the room. The table and chairs in the room were knocked over, a corpse was crawling on the ground, and the blood spread under him.

No sign of Bill! ! !

William’s face turned pale. He fell to the ground before he could stand up. He had to roll on the ground with all his strength and rolled towards the room. There was a fiery sting behind him. Obviously, the short knife was still scratching his back. A bleeding hole.

“Go to hell!”

Shaqiri was no longer thinking about where Bill was hiding. His chest was already filled with anger. He was about to stab William again when he raised his knife. The cold “neighing” behind his back made his scalp numb, and he stopped under his feet unwillingly. Suddenly, the center of gravity was unstable and the foot slipped and fell and hit the wall.

Plop fell to the ground, leaned back on the ground, and put his knife on his chest, and saw a black light like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, choosing someone to eat.