Pirate's Swamp Fruit

Chapter 165 Chapter 163 Maliciousness from Germa 66

"They're more like transformed people."

"Reform people?" Wilder's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he thought of.

"Well." Bevanli continued with a trace of hesitation: "However, there seems to be something wrong with the transformation on their bodies. I have seen this before. They are easily irritable and lose their minds. Most of these lose their minds. When being attacked, or seeing blood."

"And once this state occurs, they will kill anyone they meet, except for Luo Ya. Even Luo Ya dare not stop this state, because once it is stopped, it is very likely that even the last trace of reason will disappear. Said Not even Loya will be killed."

"That is to say, you have seen the scene where they shot?" Wilder caught the point.

"Yes." Bevanli didn't know why Wilder asked such a question, but answered truthfully.

"Tell me about the characteristics of their fighting, which is why you think they are reformed people."

It was only then that Bevanli understood Wilder's meaning, nodded, thought for a while and said, "I had contact with Loya and I before we turned against each other. The first point is that their bodies are very hard, or it should be said that they are Strong, ordinary bullets and swords can't even cut their muscles."

"Another point is jumping ability and explosive power, of course, including speed."

"They can almost be said to be all-round combat machines. Their hard bodies also endow them with deadly striking power. Basically, against ordinary thugs, they can kill the enemy with one blow."

"On the other hand, their speed and jumping ability greatly increase the speed of killing the enemy. The most terrifying thing is their combat response, which allows them to avoid countless fatal attacks."

Bevanli said while recalling, Wilder listened quietly, asking him a few questions from time to time, the flashing point in his mind became clearer and clearer, but he couldn't grasp it.

"What went wrong? Why do these descriptions always feel familiar?"

After thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of the reason, so Wilder simply suppressed the inexplicable thought for the time being.

"Tell me about your plan." Wilder decided to skip this point, but he himself doesn't really care about the plan, whether he has it or not, just in case this kind of vigilance is causing trouble, he still obeys At Bevanli's suggestion, make a plan.

"Actually, there is no plan to talk about, just to try not to be seen by others when doing it."

"Loya will go to sea the day after tomorrow. It may be that the annihilation of the three Columbine brothers brought him some trouble last time. He wants to send some compensation to the war group. I heard that he is very angry and is sending people to investigate. Whoever made the move is also because of these, he is a little jealous of me these days." Bei Wanli said with a sneer.

"Time and place, let me know when the time comes." Wilder left this sentence and stood up to leave.

"Yes." Bevanli watched Wilder go out respectfully.

Helping Bevanli eradicate his deadly enemy is just a trivial matter for Wilder. The reason why he cares is because of Bevanli's value. As for the plan... sometimes he still has to accept some suggestions from his subordinates.

Rejecting Bevanli's idea of ​​arranging a residence for him, Wilder used to find an unknown place to settle down.

It is still the same style of Pingyuan, with rockery and flowing water, green bamboos and cypresses, it is easy to calm down listening to the sound of gurgling water.

Wilder's practice method is not just "moving", quieting down, letting the body and mind relax deeply, and entering a state of meditation is also one of them.

The function of this cultivation method is to allow Wilder to deeply experience the surge of the swamp in his body, and it is also one of the cultivation methods for returning life and gaining a sense of arrogance.

Sit cross-legged, close your eyes and meditate, and experience everything around you in this state.

The wind blows, the grass moves, the insects vibrate their wings, and the crawling of underground creatures, all of which are included in the scope of observation. Ignoring these, meditation itself can also bring growth, a growth of mentality and spirit.

This posture of sitting still was maintained until the sun was slightly behind West Weld before he was released from this state.

Compared with "moving", this kind of "quiet" practice brings more spiritual consumption. Wilder urgently needs a glass of fine wine and an exquisite dish to reward himself and make up for his lack of spirit.

So he walked out of the bungalow and headed for the famous restaurant in Ogishima.

Halfway through, the long-lost feeling of being followed suddenly reappeared, and this time, Wilder accurately captured the opponent's position.

His face turned cold, and Wilder's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

"This time, I can't let you escape!"

About 500 meters away from Wilder, the expressions of three men in worn-out sailor suits changed drastically: "Damn it! We've been discovered!"

"Let's go! The patriarch gave us the task of monitoring and tracking, and regularly reporting his location to determine the plan. If we are caught now, we will die!"

One of the men, who was obviously a small leader, looked anxious, pulled at the other two and ran like hell!

"Really? Tell me who your patriarch is? What is the purpose of monitoring me?"

However, at this moment, a cold and deep voice sounded beside his ears, his body froze for a moment, he felt as if his surroundings were frozen, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and he unconsciously lost his coordination.

"Tell me..." Wilder landed beside him, put a hand on his shoulder lightly, but his eyes fell behind him.

Two swamp arms extended from behind him, covering the faces of the other two, lifting them high off the ground.

While the two were struggling in pain, Wilder remained expressionless, and the person standing beside Wilder couldn't move at all, he couldn't even turn his head to look at Wilder.

This... is this the fear of Qi Wuhai?

The little boss's eyes were dilated to the extreme, staring at the front without focus, and the emotion called panic in his heart was infinitely magnified. The rusty feeling brought about by the panic seriously affected the body's functions, and he wanted to escape!
But I can't even take a step!

"Gollum..."

"The patriarch... the patriarch is... Wen... poof!"

Before he could finish speaking, a sharp arrow shot from a distance at high speed, piercing his throat.

"Damn!"

Wilder turned around with an ugly face, and a figure in the far corner of the wall glanced this way, and disappeared from under the corner of the wall.

Wilder quickly chased after him, and the whirring wind blew past him, blowing his big tail and making a sound.

"Bastard! Useless guy! Don't kill me!" After a successful move, the assassin turned around and ran wildly. He knew that if he walked in a straight line at his speed, it would be a matter of time before he was caught. It's fairly familiar, after coming down from the wall, I turned all the way to a long-abandoned pier.

Hastily untying the rope tied to the shore, he jumped into the boat and slid away from the shore.

"escape?"

A cold voice came from the shore, and the assassin's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head to look at the shore. Seeing this, the corners of his eyes almost burst!

"boom!"

On the abandoned pier, Wilder stood on the shore with a cold expression. Behind him, a huge swamp snake as thick as a bucket circled and charged into the sky. Its ferocious snake head opened and swooped towards the boat!

"hateful!"

The assassin cursed with an ugly face, jumped out of the boat and swam far away!

"It's better to tell me everything than abandoning the ship and escaping. Believe me, I can give you shelter." Wilder said in a deep voice, but the giant snake didn't intend to withdraw at all.

"Really? Put this thing back before you say something like that!" The assassin swam forward desperately, glanced back, his eyes were tearing apart.

"boom!"

The giant snake impacted on the boat, and the boat shattered into several pieces and flew around!

The giant snake continued unabated, and continued to rush towards the assassins on the sea after smashing the ship!
"That can't be done, um ha ha ha!" Wilder's eyes were bloodshot, showing a bloodthirsty smile!
"Boom!" The giant snake charged down!The waves exploded high, and after the level of the turbulent mud recovered, the assassin's pupils obviously dilated, and then gradually lost his spirit, his eyes were slack, he fainted from the impact of the shock wave, and floated on the sea surface with his eyes rolled.

"Bang bang bang!"

Wilder stepped on the moon steps to get on top of him, picked him up, and returned to the shore.

"Bah!" The metal light on the five fingers flashed away, piercing the assassin's ribs!
Five blood holes appeared, and blood spattered out. Wilder remained expressionless, and at the moment the assassin woke up from the pain, he said, "Speak out, and I can stop the bleeding for you."

Withdrawing his hand, Wilder stood up straight, looked down at him from above, and took out a clean white hand cloth to wipe the blood on his hand.

"Ahem!" The assassin's eyes widened and his breathing was rapid, "Can you really protect me?"

"Yes." Wilde replied almost without a pause.

"it is good…"

"I think you'd better stop the bleeding first, because I feel that you are hitting hard, and I may not last long." The assassin lay on the ground, his face up, his chest heaving violently, and he said weakly, his eyelids could be seen It seems to be getting heavier and heavier, and it may close at any time.

"What you said makes a lot of sense, but I think it's better to say a sentence or two than to waste time, so that... you can get treatment soon."

"Ahem!" Hearing these words, the assassin's eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and two aggrieved tears flowed down.

"Okay, I said."

The current situation is that he is the fish on the anvil, and the decision is in the hands of others. The assassin knows that he has no choice.

"The person following you is Germa66."

In a word, Wilder's pupils instantly opened!

Germa 66, that country that lives on wars, once ruled the kingdom of the entire North Sea!Known in the form of legends in the New World.

"Germa 66..." Wilder suppressed the emotions in his heart, looked at the dangerous light in the assassin's eyes, and asked forcefully, "The reason?"

The assassin knew what Wilde meant.

"Ahem... I don't know the details. Strictly speaking, I don't belong to Germa 66, including the few people who follow you. We probably... can be regarded as affiliated with its power, so... I know limited."

"Tell me everything you know." Wilder took out the gauze and potion from the swamp, and stopped the assassin's bleeding first.

"Thank...Thank you."

"You're welcome."

The assassin continued: "At the beginning, the reason may be that they were staring at something on your body. They pre-planted surveillance personnel on the Chambord Islands. Yes...they don't have the ability to get involved in the East China Sea, or...in other words... Your forces all over the East China Sea... have no room for them to intervene, because it will easily arouse your vigilance."

"What?" Wilder's heart moved. The matter was the same as the guess he made when he was just being followed. It was really for profit, but Wilder couldn't figure out what on his body caused Germa 66 to panic. covet.

The assassin's face was pale, his mouth was open, like a salty fish full of desire to survive, he shook his head feebly: "I don't know, but there are only two things that can attract Germa 66's attention—science or war!"

Without looking at Wilder's reaction, the assassin couldn't wait to continue the question that was interrupted just now: "They can't set foot in the East China Sea, so they planted surveillance personnel in the Chambord Islands in advance, because this is a must for them to go to the new world. way, they ... can start looking for opportunities from there."

"This is the reason in the first place. They fixed things on you, but... it's just eyeing, they won't choose to shoot... at least they will only confirm your whereabouts at all times without a surefire chance."

"But now, the situation has changed a bit. You have changed from unilateral interests to conflicts."

"Conflict?" Wilder didn't understand where the conflict was. If he wanted to trouble Germa 66 because of this matter, then the conflict was established.

"The three Columbian brothers are a very dedicated cash cow under the command of Germa 66. Yes, the interests of robbing merchant ships are beyond your imagination." The assassin grinned, but he looked miserable.

"No, my subordinates have done such a thing, and I can prove that it is indeed a profitable business." Wilder said lightly.

"..."

Choked by Wilder, the assassin chose to skip this topic and continued: "So, they also knew about you killing Brother Columbus not long ago, whether it is in terms of hatred or profit... I I don’t think they have any reason to continue monitoring.”

"Will they choose to make a move?"

"Probably." The assassin nodded, but because he was lying down, the range was inevitably limited.

Wilder fell into deep thought. Germa 66 is a group of war lunatics, and the ruler of Germa 66, Vinsmoke Gage, is a confident... even arrogant leader. Therefore, there is a high probability that the assassin's Said things are not impossible to happen.

During this period Wilder did not want to conflict with any powerful force.

"But if a conflict comes to the door..." Wilder raised his head, and the decisive killing intent in his eyes spread.

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(End of this chapter)