Chapter 688

"There are four people in the two sentries, two in each, one facing outward and one facing inward." Blackbeard put down his looking glass, "as expected, Bai Qi has found us."

"You said he found us?" Duccio tesali, a famous Musketeer in the whole new world, frowned.

"Even in the heavily guarded manor, it is impossible for the sentinels to remain vigilant for a long time, especially now it is still late at night. There can only be one reason to support their high vigilance, that is, they have received the notice of possible attack."

"So these sentinels are abandoned?"

"Abandoned son?" Blackbeard looked at Duccio strangely. "Mr. Si Wei, I heard that you have maintained a record of 37 duels. I don't know if you have ever participated in a real war? A battle with more than 100 people, either life or death."

Duccio narrowed his eyes. "Are you laughing at me, Maison Villefort?"

Blackbeard grinned and shook his head: "human life is fragile. Every knife and gun can kill. If you have participated in a large-scale armed struggle, you will know that there are no abandoned children on the battlefield, but if you fall into the battle group, everyone is abandoned."

"Oh, self righteous pirate philosopher..."

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Ulrich looked at the bronze bell hanging on the sentry for the thirty fourth time tonight.

It was an old clock, almost as big as a head. The bright and clean clock face had no patterns. Everything was simple and simple. Only a rope hung down from the middle and swung within reach.

Pull the rope to ring the clock, but... Do you really want to ring the clock tonight?

Ulrich turned his head and scanned the deep night.

Almost an hour ago, the guard at the other end of the villa sent the order of level II alert.

Level two means finding the enemy.

The possible enemy is hiding in the night. He doesn't know when he will come, or even whether he will come.

This is the most difficult time. In the process of searching for the enemy, the mind will always get out of control.

Think about whether you will die, how you feel when you die, and what the hell is after you die, and then scare yourself. The more you think, the more you fear.

Ulrich didn't like this feeling. He didn't like the appearance of the damn enemy, and he didn't like the two sentry towers standing alone on both sides of the gate.

His sentry tower is called defense sentry tower, which is different from the sea watching sentry tower built on the villa. Their work is not defense at all, but early warning.

The front is the forest, the left is the forest, the right is the forest, and the back is the extended road in the villa and the rising anti assault grass slope, which strictly blocks the main body of the villa and sets up high walls in people's vision.

"Find the enemy, sound the alarm, and then surrender... Find the enemy, sound the alarm, and then surrender... Find the enemy, sound...!"

Ulrich saw a dark shadow in a trance, like a ghost ape coming out of the forest. He crossed the open area seven or eight meters wide and disappeared in the moat.

His hair suddenly exploded, and a hand held his companion: "ovis, governor island... Is there a monkey?"

"Monkey?" the young Oviedo was confused. "Old Ulrich, this annoying thing can be found everywhere, governor island... Probably?"

"Probably? I want to be sure. Don't pretend to understand there!"

"Are you crazy?" Oviedo broke away from Ulrich, frowned and rubbed his arm. "Monkey? Yes! Although I came to governor's island for the first time like you, I guarantee that monkeys are the real aborigines on the island, not Dutch, British, American or Indian. Monkeys are the aborigines! Do you understand!"

"Hold... Sorry, Oviedo." Ulrich leaned weakly against the wall panel. "I'm probably too nervous..."

Oviedo sighed, took off his water bag and threw it.

"Old man, I know you're worried, but President Drake said that our task is to sound the alarm."

"Whether those guys are climbing over the wall, swimming or swaggering past our feet, we just need to sound the alarm and the task is completed."

He made a grimace: "you see, although there must be a hard meal after surrender, as long as we don't resist, our lives will not be in danger."

"A beating for a hundred pounds of subsidy, old Ulrich! We are not the lucky ones of Drake chamber of Commerce. According to the treatment of prenditt, we have to save so much gold for four years even if we don't eat or drink!"

"Maybe you're right, Orvis..." Ulrich picked up the water bag. "Maybe I just..."

Oh!

A dull and heavy cry of pain came from behind. Ulrich suddenly looked back and saw a dark shadow as small as a monkey riding on the shoulder of chevka, another tower.

His hands were unusually long, each holding a crescent like slender hook, which covered chevka's neck, one left and one right, reflecting the moonlight.

Shua!

His arms spread out like wings, accompanied by some indescribable light and brittle sound of cutting. Chevka's head fell from his neck, and his stubble neck tilted forward with his body, spewing out a fountain of plasma.

The killer raised his head!

Ulrich saw a pair of happy and angry eyes, and behind those eyes saw the paralyzed body of another sentry.

"O... o'vis... Pull the bell..."

No answer.

Sweat covered Ulrich's face and stimulated his wide eyes. But he dare not wipe his sweat, dare not look back, dare not verify the life and death of his companions, and dare not move away for a moment.

It's like being watched by a hungry Jaguar

It was clear that he was nearly 8 meters away from his eyes. Even the man with ribbed wings could hardly threaten his life, but the biological instinct was to keep telling him.

He'll die.

If you move your eyes away, you will die. If you stay where you are, you will die. If you escape, you will die. If you surrender

Dead.

Dead, dead, dead!

Ulrich suddenly figured it out.

He clenched his lips, turned his head suddenly, threw his arm out with the twist, and grabbed the rope behind him with the fastest speed and greatest strength.

Poof!

Something stabbed him in the arm and missed the trajectory of the palm, so that he couldn't grasp the rope close at hand.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

He was hit in the chest, throat and lower abdomen. He fell to his knees, and the pain came late until then.

He opened his mouth to scream, but his throat leaked the wind, but he could only make a hoarse and unsystematic rustle. He could not even float out of the tower, so he had melted into the sound of the night and dissipated without a trace.

Nasion sat on the window sill of the lookout against the tower post, shook his crossbow and pushed open the wide brim of his hat that blocked his sight.

"It's a brave lamb..."

Ulrich listened to nasion and found the young Orvis with more and more blurred eyes.

Orvis was clearly dead, standing with unbelievably big eyes. A crossbow pierced his throat and nailed him to the post. Another one was right in the middle of the eyebrow and broke the spirit of heaven, killing him with one blow.

How can these people not make a sound when they kill people?

Ulrich couldn't figure it out.

He was dying, too, and all he could hear was nasion's whisper, which was farther and farther away.

"The great black beard asked Bai Qi how he was. If you see him in hell, please tell him. Amen..."