And when this sneak attacking shadow climbed up to the second floor, his steps were already staggering, he coughed as he walked, and a few bright red droplets splashed out from between his fingers overjoyed. Then a huge darkness swept over, he closed his eyes and sprinted forward, even in such darkness, he felt that the sky was dim.
A strong sense of powerlessness pierced his nerves little by little, sapping his will. He felt that living was too tiring, exhaustion swept through his body hungrily, so much so that he really wanted to just rest quietly like this, Never... never wake up again.
Yes, he is the boss of the Xivale pirate group! Sivale, today he fought against Lord Fokker before he recovered from his injuries in the naval battle. Although it seemed that Lord Fokker had been severely injured, it was definitely not possible to get rid of the diseases that Lord Fokke had spread in the past. An easy thing to do.
When Xiwale ordered the retreat, a carriage passed by without knowing the situation. For this carriage, it originally wanted to watch the chaos here. After all, the location and port of this bar is really good. Once there is any change, there is no doubt that the one who gets this bar at the first time will take a lot of profit. What the driver of this carriage wants is to sell first-hand information for a good price.
However, the driver of the carriage had always had good eyesight, but after seeing the messy corpses, he ran away in the carriage very simply. He knew that according to his own strength, it was impossible to participate in the battle of this kind of strength, and he didn't want to become a part of so many horrible corpses.
Just because his attention was attracted by so many corpses, he didn't feel it at all. Fang Senyan, who seemed to be kneeling on the ground and coughing violently, grabbed the edge of the carriage and got on the side of the carriage. hitch ride. His body was covered by the carriage at this time, and Lord Fokker couldn't see Sheyan, so it wasn't until the carriage drove nearly a hundred meters away that Lord Fokke came back to his senses and strode forward with great strength. The direction the carriage was driving viciously chased after him.
At this time, the coachman pulling the carriage suddenly started to cough slightly. The virus plague spread by Lord Fokke is very vicious, but for people with stronger strength and higher physical strength, the onset will be slower, and the resulting disease The weaker it is. This was the reason why Sivale was able to severely injure Lord Fokke even though his injuries were not healed.
However, the most vicious part of Lord Fokker's virus plague is that once he is infected by this virus plague, the only problem is that the onset time is slow, and it will never stop. The maggots penetrate deep into the bone marrow of the victim, and will not dissipate for a long time, even if you don't die, you will have to shed a layer of skin!
Although the coachman pulling the cart only glanced at it from a distance, he was still infected. Maybe it was just infected by a virus when it was infected, so the attack was not serious. It's just coughing and dizziness, and it won't cause hemoptysis in a short time, but the speed of the carriage inevitably slowed down.
At this time Sheyan jumped out of the carriage, pressed his chest and staggered into another bar again. There was no trace of life in Little Lord Fokke's cold eyes, and he dragged his heavy hand without hesitation. The steps, with the impact of the death armor on the body, walked towards this bustling bar...
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Bad news of death always spread quickly, not to mention that although Tetuga is prosperous, its actual area is only equivalent to a small county in the real world. The pirates were not fools, they were willing to be Fang Sheyan's scapegoats, so after half an hour, the whole Tetuga knew that a devil had appeared, he was chasing and killing his target, if he didn't want to die, then stay away, even some The pirates were afraid of the terrible infectious disease and sailed in spite of the night.
In this way, Sheyan will be in danger again and again. It's just that although he seemed to be stumbling and vomiting blood all the way, like a mouse half-dead played by a cat, he was still supporting and procrastinating.
But the best defense is always to attack, Sheyan was finally forced to a dead end.
He has no way to escape anymore, because there is a cliff of Baizhang behind him, and there are reefs like wolf teeth in a mess under the cliff. Foam, and then slowly back into the sea.
Undoubtedly, if one stumbles and falls from this height, he will definitely hit the reef and die, without even the chance of being disabled or in a vegetable state.
Little Lord Fokker took a step forward, and the cold eyes behind the helmet flashed the vision that is definitely not what humans should have:
"Hand over, out, day, note, I, let you die faster."
Sheyan suddenly lowered his head, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said:
"Remember that red mole?"
Little Lord Fokke looked over with an idiot look, but Sheyan twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled:
"It's the red mole on the left breast of the beautiful Miss Sally Hepburn. Could it be that the honorable lord has forgotten it after playing with it so many times?"
Little Lord Fokke suddenly froze all over! ! !
The name Sally Hepburn... This name seems to be engraved on his soul! How could he forget, how could he forget? Even when Lord Falk gave up everything, he never gave up the memory with her. Although this memory will turn into pain to torment him from time to time, Lord Fokke will turn this pain into the motivation for his own cultivation, and make the enemy feel ten times the pain he feels!
When Little Lord Fokker's brain was still in a blank state, Sheyan's vicious words spewed out like poisonous snakes:
"I heard that you and your wife were very affectionate at first, but it was because you, Mr. Cuckold, became impotent and couldn't satisfy your wife, so she was too empty. That's why you messed up the guards and your servant. , messed with the bartender, messed with the pirates..."
"You, Hu, say." Little Lord Fokke's voice was as cold as ever, but from the sharp rise and fall of his chest, it could be seen that this Mr. Cuckold was actually very excited:
"Sally, she didn't have an affair with the bartender!"
"Well, yes." Fang Senyan shrugged his shoulders with certainty, "Because I am a bartender."
As soon as these words were uttered, Little Lord Fokker even hesitated for a moment before realizing what Sheyan wanted to express.
He couldn't even speak half a word, or in other words, he didn't even want to talk nonsense to the man in front of him, but Sheyan continued to add fuel to the fire. He was very serious about the Sally he saw that day. In the scene of Hepburn having an affair with Mr. Jack Sparrow, the only difference is that Jack's identity is replaced by himself. Because I have to admit that Lord Fokker's wife has some very special hobbies when doing things. Of course, Lord Fokker is very clear about it, and Sheyan is very vile in telling all these details. I really can't help it. believe!
Little Lord Fokker directly aimed at Fang Sheyan and launched a frenzied attack. He was no longer willing to listen to it anymore. The past was like a frenzied whip with thorns, lashing at his heart, and the frenzied anger had completely wiped Little Lord Fokker surrounded!
At this moment, Little Lord Fokke threw out three death coils in one breath! Representing plague, death, and rotten horrible black magic! It can even be seen that the black air on the surface of Little Lord Fokker's body is condensed like a substance, like slender tentacles twisted and entangled tightly towards the enemy in front of him.
Sheyan tried his best to roll over and dodge, but he couldn't help but let out a miserable scream, obviously tormented by great pain. Little Lord Fokker was very satisfied with the result. He would never dislike the screams of the enemy. Only by torturing him alive for three days and three nights could he relieve the hatred in his heart! So he crazily used several brutal black magic again, and at the same time, he took great pains to put a certain amount of protection on Sheyan, so as to prevent him from being directly killed by himself.
Amidst the screams of the enemy, Little Lord Fokke finally calmed down gradually, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Yes! ! Why is this guy screaming so loudly? It stands to reason that he should be dying!
Also, why doesn't his skin show any signs of ulceration and blackening
Thinking of this, the pupils of Little Lord Fokker's eyes suddenly shrank, and he suddenly pulled out the cold rune sword from his waist, aimed at Fang Senyan who was curled up in a ball, and chopped it off!
At this moment, an indescribable strange feeling suddenly surged in his heart.
That feeling was already very unfamiliar, and the last time this feeling emerged in my heart was probably when I heard about Sally's betrayal.
The sharp blade whizzed down and slashed at Fang Sheyan who was curled up on the ground. It seemed like he was going to cut him to the body and head directly.
But at this moment, Fang Sheyan, who was curled up on the ground, suddenly stretched out his hand, and grabbed the sharp and cold blade!
On the palm of his hand, a layer of light blue ice immediately appeared, and it was still freezing rapidly! But the blade could only cut halfway into the flesh of his palm, and then it seemed to be welded, and it was difficult to penetrate any more!
The forbearing jackal finally bared its ferocious fangs!