NFBE Chapter 1265 It turns out the angel was actually an Easterner
Chapter 1265 It turns out the angel was actually an Easterner
Not only did the hostages hold their breath, but even the pirates dared not breathe. Annie's eyes lit up; she seemed to see the Eastern man's head being blown open.
Da Bao grinned, his little teeth showing, his eyes darting around a few times, and then he shouted.
"You all need to watch carefully!"
He pulled the trigger, and five shots rang out—all blanks. Da Bao let out a shout, whistled, and pointed the gun at Quinn Latifa's temple.
Quinn Latifa was terrified. He wanted to shout, "I didn't want to bet with you!"
But Da Bao had one hand gripping his neck, using his inner energy to seal his voice. He could only slur his words, unable to utter a sound, and was now terrified out of his wits.
There were six bullets in the gun, but you only fired one. You fired five shots and they were all blanks. So what about the last shot...?
Before Quinn Latifa could finish his thought, Da Bao's gun fired. At close range, the revolver bullet was specially made; it pierced Quinn's temple, and the massive impact blew half his face off.
Da Bao had already let go and dodged to the back the moment the bullet was fired. Quinn Latifah was the second-in-command of the pirate organization. Unexpectedly, after dominating the seven seas for twenty years, he died today because of gambling.
The pirates were in an uproar. They jumped up and were about to raise their guns when Da Bao's Miao sword was already at Annie's neck. Da Bao's eyes widened.
"All of you shut up, put down your guns and get out of here. I haven't collected my bets yet."
The pirates immediately quieted down. The two leaders were dead, so be it, but the chief leader couldn't die. They quickly put their guns down.
Anne lowered one eye to look at the Miao sword. The sword had an ancient shape, but it was exceptionally sharp. It felt cool against her neck, but she was quite brave and not afraid at all.
Anne said through gritted teeth.
"Easterner, there are over a hundred guns pointed at you here. Even if you kill me, you won't survive. I advise you..."
As soon as she uttered those last four words, Da Bao leaped up like a bird, his Miao sword sweeping across the room. A series of sharp, slicing sounds followed by screams filled the air. By the time Annie finished speaking,...
The blood-stained Miao knife was placed against her neck again, followed by thuds as the timid men and women among the hostages screamed.
Eleven pirates were beheaded, their bodies slammed onto the deck, blood gushing from their necks like arrows. The sea breeze was filled with the smell of blood and fish, causing Annie to vomit violently.
Da Bao shook the Miao sword in his hand and patted Annie's face with the blood-stained side.
"What are you doing? Can't you show some respect for my knife? It's so close to you, what if it accidentally chops off your head? You haven't fulfilled your bet yet."
Annie glared at Da Bao through gritted teeth. She was also a bloodthirsty butcher who took pleasure in killing, but compared to Da Bao, her methods were nothing.
The pirates grew restless. Their comrades lay dead on the ground, and though they had guns, they dared not fire. This greatly angered the inherently violent pirates.
Pirates are among the most heinous people in the world, utterly devoid of humanity. They hijack ships and kill people, usually leaving no survivors. Even in their pirate dens, they sometimes play murder games. Even seven- or eight-year-old children who are just old enough to hold a gun take pleasure in slaughtering hostages.
Those who grew up in this environment were all inhuman demons. At first, Anne and Quinn, as leaders, were able to keep them in check, but as they watched their companions being killed for no reason and their leaders not daring to resist, the pirates gradually began to lose control.
To become a leader in a pirate group, one must have some trusted subordinates. Another key factor is ruthlessness and cruelty. Annie was no exception; her father was a pirate captain, and she grew up surrounded by robbery and murder.
With lightning speed, Annie drew another pistol from her person. Before she could pull the trigger, Da Bao had already snatched the pistol and pressed it against her forehead.
Annie stared intently into Da Bao's eyes, undaunted. Da Bao's gaze gradually hardened into a cold, sharp blade. Annie wasn't stupid; she knew this Easterner had already decided to kill.
She could only grit her teeth and say it.
"Okay, I accept my loss."
As he spoke, he took out a parchment from his pocket and threw it to Da Bao. Da Bao opened it and saw that it was a sea chart with the location of the treasure on it. Judging from the age of the treasure map, it should not be fake.
While Da Bao was looking at the treasure map, Annie suddenly pulled out a sharp blade from somewhere, and with a cold smile, she silently stabbed at Da Bao.
How could Da Bao, a grandmaster, be ambushed by an ordinary person? Da Bao spun around on the spot, and Annie could no longer hold onto the sharp blade, which clattered to the deck.
She clutched her throat with both hands, and large gushes of blood gushed from between her palms. Then, an even more horrifying scene unfolded: her head snapped back, and her entire skull fell off.
It turned out that Da Bao's knife was too fast; even after severing her neck, it remained connected until she could no longer support herself and fell.
The pirates could no longer restrain themselves and raised their guns. Just then, a figure descended from the sky, its claws like hooks. In the blink of an eye, the necks of five or six pirates were torn open.
This figure was none other than Uncle Qing, who had been hiding on the flagpole, waiting for this moment.
At this moment, Arthur, Philida, and the others jumped up, drew their pistols, and began firing indiscriminately at the pirates. The pirates' long guns were not as fast as their pistols, and they were all shot down before they could even pull back the bolt.
Da Bao turned and tossed the revolver to Daisy. He then saw that even Susanna was gritting her teeth, holding the gun with both hands and beginning to fire. In Europe, especially among the nobility, mounted shooting was a compulsory course.
The pirates were thrown into chaos. Da Bao kicked the bullet pouch on Annie's waist, sending bullets flying. Da Bao grabbed the empty magazine of his revolver, flicked it, loaded it with bullets, and began firing.
His rate of fire was rapid; he had fired eighteen shots before all the bullets hit the ground. The trembling hostages watched, making the sign of the cross and muttering something.
"Oh my god, so the angel was an Easterner."
The pirates were hit one after another, powerless to resist, lying in pools of blood, groaning incessantly.
Suddenly, a muffled, loud thud came from the hold. A moment later, a crew member came running over, crying.