As the saying goes, shoot and move to another place.
In his previous life, Vivian's favorite position when playing League of Legends was ADC. This was the most unshakable concept that enabled him to move from the bronze rank to the silver rank.
It was precisely because of this that, even though Ashburn had been shot to pieces by himself, he still had no intention of drawing his knife and rushing forward. Instead, he took out a handful of bullets from his arms and started shooting.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang bang bang!
One shot after another.
Then he kept changing his shooting position, as steady as an old dog.
The sailors surrounding Ashburn were all stunned and began to look around.
who
Who is it
Is it possible that there are such amazing marksmanship in our navy
It's unbelievable!
"Damn it! Who the hell is this bastard? Get out here now!!"
Hiding behind a huge camphor tree, Ashburn roared angrily, with a hint of impotent rage.
He was indeed frightened by Vivian.
There were bloody holes all over his body from bullets. If he hadn't reacted quickly and hadn't been physically strong enough, he would have been shot into a sieve and lay on the ground unable to move.
But even so, he can now only be described as a spent force.
Suddenly, another mouthful of blood spurted out, and Ashburn stood up from the ground with great effort, staggering into the bushes.
He knew that if he stayed any longer, he would surely die, so he might as well slip away alone while his crew members were still stalling for time.
But who knew that just when Ashburn had run a short distance, a figure hanging upside down suddenly appeared on the tree trunk above his head, looked at him with a smile and said, "Where are you going to run to by yourself, leaving your companions behind?"
Ashburn was startled for a moment, and then when he saw clearly that the young man hanging upside down on the tree was wearing a navy uniform, the fear on his face was immediately replaced by ferocity.
"Boy, if you don't want to die, get out of here..."
"oh?"
Vivian smiled when he heard this, then jumped down from the tree, walked to a place more than ten meters away from Ashburn, and put his hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist.
Take a deep breath and lean forward slightly.
"Breath of Thunder..."
"Vivian, get out of the way!"
A voice suddenly sounded at this moment, stopping Vivian from drawing the knife.
"Cute?" Vivian turned around and looked at the person who came in surprise.
He has silver-framed glasses, blond hair, and a gentle face, like a weak scholar. If he wasn't wearing a navy uniform, you wouldn't even be able to associate him with fighting and killing.
"Vivian, this guy is very strong. You can't handle him alone."
Cotto took a step forward, put Vivian behind him and said, "I'm sorry for misunderstanding you before. Also, the one who fired the gun in the woods just now should be you, right?"
"Forehead.."
Vivian was stunned.
How did this guy know
Did I just expose myself
This thought flashed through my mind, and I was about to refute it, but I heard Cotto continue: "Not only is your observation ability different from ordinary people, but your marksmanship is also so outstanding. With someone like you, why do you want to hide yourself?"
Is it because he is indifferent to fame and fortune, or is there something else going on
But anyway, it would be a shame for a guy like this to just stay in this small East China Sea and not go to the headquarters to shine.
Vivian: “…”
Is this what you originally meant
Fortunately, it seemed that Couto didn't know that the lightning just now was also caused by himself, otherwise, he probably wouldn't have jumped out to stop him at this moment.
"Vivian, go inform the others. Let me handle this guy for now!"
As Cotto spoke, he held his saber across his body, his expression showing determination.
Ashburn was too strong. He had experienced this clearly when he had just fought with him. Although Vivian had a strong talent for shooting, he did not think that he could still defeat the opponent in swordsmanship.
"Wake up, pirate! Stay right where you are and wait for your death!"
After he finished speaking, without waiting for Vivian to react, he quickly stepped forward, raised his hand and slashed with a knife, directly towards Ashburn's head.
"Arrogant fellow, don't underestimate my giant blade!"
After hearing what Couto said, Ashborn was completely enraged. He completely ignored the bleeding wound on his body and swung the giant blade again, which collided with Couto's saber.
clang!
A harsh metallic roar.
The next second, Cotto was undoubtedly blown away and hit hard on a thick tree.
He felt a sharp pain in his internal organs and a slight sweetness in his throat, but Couto endured the pain, quickly got up from the ground, picked up the saber and ran forward again.
"For justice!"
clang!
"ah!"
Fall down again and again, get up again and again.
While Cutona's meticulously groomed navy uniform was already stained with blood, Vivian, who was standing aside and witnessed the whole process, was dumbfounded.
This guy..
How could one be so reckless
"Wow!"
Another pool of blood spurted out of his mouth. When Couto trembled and climbed up from the ground again, Vivian, who could no longer bear it, drew out his saber, passed Couto, and ran straight towards Ashburn.
"Die, pirate!"
"Go to hell, Navy!"
The two of them shouted at the same time.
However, just when the blades were about to collide, Vivian's feet suddenly slipped and his body suddenly fell forward.
Ashburn's giant blade brushed past Vivian's scalp, knocking off a strand of hair, and the saber in Vivian's hand, at the moment of falling, also happened to pierce Ashburn's abdomen.
The tip of the knife instantly broke open the wound that was already bleeding and sank into the flesh.
Ashburn stared at Vivian with eyes wide open, his face full of disbelief.
"you.."
Seeing this, Vivian raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a sneer. Then, the moment the other party fell, he immediately changed into a panic expression, stepped back several steps and said: "Ah! Sorry... I didn't mean it!"
"Well done, Vivian."
Cotto, who was standing at the back, couldn't help but let out an exclamation of admiration.
Then, as if he breathed a sigh of relief, he closed his eyes and fainted.
Vivian shook his head upon seeing this, and stepped forward to lift Cotto off the ground.
"So..."
"You only make over 300,000 Baileys a month, what are you playing with?"
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