The gourmet among pirates

Upon hearing this, Osvid Kevin's expression suddenly changed and he asked:

"Are you coming for us?"

"Yes...yes, the other party has captured the city gate and is heading into the city."

"The city gate was breached so quickly?"

Osvid Kevin's expression instantly turned ugly, and he quickly asked: "How many men does the opponent have, and what weapons are they equipped with?"

"Although the enemy came with a warship, there was only one...one person"

"one person?"

Osvid Kevin was furious when he heard this: "Are you trash? If you are alone, wouldn't you get rid of him? Do you still want to ask me?"

"Yes······"

After hanging up the phone bug in his hand, the furious Osvid Kevin seemed to have changed into a different person. Facing the unmoved old man opposite who was enjoying a massage, he said with a smile: "I'm sorry, sir. You are laughing."

"If something unexpected happens, resolve it as soon as possible. I don't want to delay the delivery of that batch of slaves because of a small matter. You know, those guys may not be as patient as me. If it's too late, then you Let’s explain it to them!”

Osvid Kevin's face froze when he heard this, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Don't worry! Sir, I will take care of it right away!"

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Not long after he walked out of the city gate, Mo Lin was surrounded by hundreds of people holding muskets.

To be able to directly mobilize the musketry team to deal with him in such a short period of time, it is obvious that the situation on this island is extraordinary.

Looking at this scene, there was no trace of surprise on Mo Lin's face.

Opposite him, those holding muskets couldn't hide the surprise on their faces when they saw that their only enemy was Mo Lin.

"Only one enemy?"

"A person dares to come to the Weeping City to cause trouble. Don't you know how to write the word death?"

"Haha, maybe the opponent is an expert and bold? A swordsman who can cut through city gates, this is a real big shot!"

I don't know whether it was ridicule or fear, but the minions with muskets specially emphasized the words "big shot".

"Stop talking nonsense, brothers, don't give him a chance to get close, let's shoot together!"

Looking at Mo Lin who showed no signs of panic after being surrounded.

One of the leaders frowned, feeling a little uneasy. He snorted coldly and pulled the trigger.

boom!boom!boom! !

As the leader gave the order, all the gunmen opened fire on Molin.

"Annoying guy!"

When he saw those bullets coming, Mo Lin became more domineering and walked in the hail of bullets as easily as if he were taking a leisurely stroll in a garden.

Step by step, we are approaching these hot spots.

"No, it's impossible!"

"Sorcery, he must have used witchcraft. How could none of our bullets hit him!!!"

"..."

Seeing Mo Lin unscathed in the hail of bullets, some of the popular mentality collapsed.

Whoosh! !

Almost in an instant, Mo Lin rushed directly into the group of gun-wielding gunmen, just like chopping melons and vegetables. He beat them indiscriminately, and nearly a hundred minions were all knocked down.

Blood splattered!

After solving this wave of rushes, Molin walked towards the center of the city.

"There is more darkness in this city than I imagined!"

Others may not be able to sense anything, but with his full power of sight and sound combined with the assistance of sound waves, Mo Lin can hear the wailing of the city and the deep despair hidden in the corner.

Without seeing it with his own eyes, just by sensing the people's wails and the ruthless whippings, Molin could roughly sense what kind of darkness was hidden on this island.

"The Weeping City, this is really a veritable Weeping City!"

Even though Mo Lin never felt that he was a person with a strong sense of justice, today, he also had the urge to destroy this sinful city.

The voice "heard" through the sound waves and the images transmitted back by the domineering force made Mo Lin feel more and more angry!

But his face became calmer and calmer.

He walked forward step by step with a calm expression, crossing the blood-soaked streets.

As Molin went deeper, he encountered more and more enemies.

However, after the sword light flashed, everything returned to calm. Stepping over the corpses, Molin came to a frightened rusher and asked: "Where is your boss?"

"Kevin...Boss Kevin is at the Fallen Hotel..."

"Ok!"

The sword flashed, and the grabber fell down clutching his neck.

There is no intolerance and no mercy.

Except for the slaves at the bottom of the food chain or the poor, everyone living in this city has the taste of blood on their hands.

Even...not even those slaves and poor people have clean hands.

Maureen didn't want to say anything more about this city.

Only complete destruction can purify this filthy and disgusting city.

The Fall Hotel is located in the center of the city. It may not be the largest building, but it must be the tallest and most luxurious building.

From a distance, Molin saw the Fallen Hotel, which was taller than other buildings.

Mo Lin held the demon sword Gui Te with his backhand and walked out of the street step by step.

At this time, another group of enemies appeared in front of Mo Lin, but this time, Mo Lin ignored them and just swept them with his sword.

【Ittōryū·Funeral】!

Ding!

A half-moon shaped sword light flashed past.

The extremely sharp slash swallowed up all the enemies in front of him.

With Mo Lin's force, if he really takes action, these enemies who block him are not Mo Lin's enemies at all.

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The changes that occurred in the Weeping City had long been described loudly by the lookout on the mast of the warship outside the island who was responsible for detecting the enemy's situation.

The scenes of a man breaking into the enemy's hinterland alone with a single sword, but being able to easily harvest the enemy in one attack after another, made the sailors on the ship look excited. They wished they could just follow the Commodore and charge into the enemy. .

But they can only think about this now.

Because at this time, they were still shouldering the tasks assigned by Mo Lin.

At sea, firepower supported Commodore Morin and blocked any enemy attempts to escape by sea.

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As Molin advances layer by layer, he is getting closer and closer to the location of the Fallen Hotel. Of course, this also means that the casualties of the lawless people hovering in the Weeping City are becoming more and more heavy.