Why don't you have a normal person on board?

When the Madhouse approached, everyone on the fishing boat was ready.

However, when the Madhouse was completely close to the fishing boat, they were surprised to find that there were only four people on the boat.

Quack doctor, noob, fake monk, sick saint.

Just four people?

Were you arguing with them just now?

Even on their current fishing boat, the number of senior crew alone has reached a full six!

So what if the four people on this ship are all officers?
The advantage of numbers is crushing!

"You guys, who is the captain?" To be on the safe side, Da Zhuang still asked the four of them, "Come out and apologize now, maybe you still have a chance."

Kicking the horn on the side, the quack doctor explained: "Our captain is busy."

"Busy? What could be more important than coming out and apologizing to us whalers?"

The sickly maiden on the side said: "Our captain is conducting a very important scientific research, which is specifically manifested in stripping nutrients, removing impurities, and using the body's own ability to absorb useless substances and nutrients that cannot be normally absorbed by the human body. out of the body."

Da Zhuang, his subordinates and the crew all felt a little confused, but only a few crew members of the Madhouse knew that if these words became human, it would be...

I'm having a bowel movement, don't worry.

"So, just the four of you?" Da Zhuang laughed, "Could it be that your captain hid out of fear? If you confess the captain now, I might still count you as meritorious, let you go, how about it?" ?”

The fake monk on the side muttered: "Ah, what a simple villain setting, what a simple villain's language, this really makes the poor monk a little nostalgic."

Xiaobai showed an apologetic expression, "Well, I'm not involved in this matter, so there are actually only three of them, and I'm just responsible for watching from the sidelines."

Anyway, Wangcai was quite upset, he wouldn't let him have the opportunity to play with the corpse casually.

In the words of a quack doctor, this guy's power is too buggy for human enemies, and unless he encounters an extremely difficult enemy, he will generally not let him do it.

Otherwise, if Wangcai gets involved, they won't even have a chance to drink soup.

Originally the quack doctor also wanted to ban the fake monk, but considering that he only needed one or two [-]+ magazines to control the "power" of the fake monk, he didn't stop him.

He turned his head and said to the sickly saint: "I've always been curious, your fighting skills seem to be very superb, is this something a saint should learn?"

The sickly saint didn't speak.

"Well, it looks like there are thirty or forty people here, how about you and me comparing the number of kills?"

The sickly maiden said helplessly, "I'm just an ordinary clergyman, and you want to use your life to compete with me, not to mention that I have no ambition to win or lose, so you should hire someone else. "

The quack doctor suddenly added: "Next time Tongqiu is injured, I will help you stop the tree of life and let you go to treat it."

"I can't wait to get ready to do it."

The chaotic and distorted eyes of the sickly saint lingered on the living people in front of her. She was obviously sweet and dressed like an angel, but her eyes made everyone tremble.

Aren't you an ordinary clergyman...

Seeing the intense discussion between the two, Da Zhuang showed obvious displeasure, "There is something wrong with you two? There are a lot of living people standing in front of you, can you respect..."

As soon as the word "heavy" was blurted out, a sharp scalpel cut open the corner of his mouth in an instant, and a wound from the corner of his mouth to the earlobe was printed on Da Zhuang's face. While covering his wound, he let out a scream.

At the same time, the scepter that was originally left in the hands of the sickly maiden had pierced through the head of a mid-level crew member and nailed him to the deck of the fishing boat.

"Amitabha..." The fake monk couldn't help but shook his head when he saw that the two had rushed into the crowd, "Killing is a great crime, the poor monk really can't bear to watch it.

"Just don't look at it."

He closed his eyes, and the dead dragon appeared behind him. With a swipe of the dragon's tail, a mid-level crew member who was about to use his extraordinary power was swept directly into the dark sea water, and he couldn't help but thump. It disappeared without a trace in a second.

The senior crew member who reacted first took out a ping-pong ball from his pocket and began to transform into a beast. It was obviously a werewolf who used an object similar to a full moon to help him transform into a beast.

However, the moment he hadn't completed his animal transformation, a quack doctor had already appeared in front of him.

"Yo? A werewolf? This is a rare commodity. I haven't dissected a werewolf yet. You change slowly first, and I will spare your life."

bass!
Limbs were empty, and the werewolf's torso hit the ground. In just a few seconds, the quack doctor actually cut off his limbs!

"I heard that the werewolf's vitality is very tenacious, don't let me down."

The werewolf spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the quack doctor in disbelief, as if he was questioning him, how did he do it so quickly.

If it was a quack doctor before, the speed may not be so fast.

However, ever since he grafted the Terror's body tissue onto his body, the quack doctor could feel that the Terror organization was affecting and strengthening his own body.

Originally, fear would lead to the strengthening of the terror's body tissue, but now the fear of others will even lead to an increase in the quack doctor's own physical strength, thinking speed, and even physical flexibility.

However, this is not a method of improving strength that everyone can achieve. The horror organization's screening of samples is doomed to be an exception that only quack doctors can graft on themselves.

Another senior crew member watched as the sick maiden gracefully withdrew her scepter from someone's head, blood staining her white robe and silver high-heeled boots.

"I'm still very kind to women," the senior crew member took out the wand in his arms. It seems that there are not only werewolves on this ship, but also magicians. ", "But since your purpose is so strong, don't blame me for being rude.

"Shen Feng has no shadow!"

The sickly saint just showed a sweet smile, completely ignoring the influence of magic on her, but gently tapped the scepter on the ground.

The magic that raged in mid-air disappeared without a trace in an instant!

The senior crew was stunned, this kind of thing had never happened before!

"I am a person blessed by the Supreme Lord. Curses and magic are useless to me unless they reach a certain intensity." Possessiveness and some complex emotions, of course, the target is definitely not the crew member in front of him, "Your magic is very powerful, but your skills are still shallow, and you are not worthy of using such a powerful magic."

click, click, click—

The slender silver heels touched the deck of the fishing boat, and the blood splashed and splashed made a slight sound.

The scepter pierced the opponent's heart, and the sickly saint smiled even more.

"Thank you for your contribution to me in this victory or defeat. If I really win, presumably the Supreme Lord will take special care of you after your death."