Pirate World: Restoration

"This is a shooting competition, and explosives are prohibited!"

"Can't you be flexible? I promise not to use explosive power again!"

Descartes held up four fingers and promised the old man.

"No!"

The competition continued, but Descartes was forced to leave the ship.

"Don't be sad. You can't hit the target even if I ask you to continue!"

Carmen patted Descartes on the shoulder and comforted him.

"Get lost!"

Descartes drove Carmen away like a fly, and walked to Ronaldo's side in a depressed mood.

"Is it too late to bet now?"

Ronald looked up at Descartes and shook his head.

"Of course not!"

Just when Descartes was about to argue, a series of gunshots rang out.

Looking in the direction of the gunshots, he saw Xitron standing on the mast of the ship, his right hand turned into a Gatling gun, and he fired wildly in the direction of the Steel Eagle.

"What the hell is this?"

"Isn't this a foul?"

"It shouldn't be?"

"By the way, what kind of gun is this? Is it so powerful?"

The powerful firepower of the Gatling gun immediately attracted the attention of the crowd, even though Hitlon had not killed a steel eagle yet.

After ten minutes of intense shooting, Hitlon collapsed on the deck helplessly, and was happy to get a zero-kill record.

Although he didn't kill a steel eagle, it didn't matter, anyway, he had a lot of fun.

More than half of the sun had fallen into the sea, and there were only a dozen minutes left before the end of the game.

The frequency of gunfire has decreased. After all, not everyone is like Hitlon who doesn't use bullets and doesn't need to consider accuracy.

Jaylen Green's head has begun to sweat, and the highly concentrated shooting has consumed a lot of his energy.

He has killed sixteen steel eagles so far, but he is still not the first.

Beckman, holding a cigar in his mouth, skillfully changed the bullets for his gun.

He glanced at the group of steel-armored eagles and fired a shot.

Bang!

This seemingly random bullet passed through the water curtain and accurately hit a steel-armored eagle that was diving down.

"Beckman, twenty points!"

The powerful voice sounded, making everyone watching excited.

"Twenty, remember that the last hunter only killed twenty steel-armored eagles in the end?"

"Two dark horses have been killed this time. I feel that the hunter this time is Beckman!"

"That kid named Jalen Green is the most terrifying, how old is he?"

"…………"

The audience's cheers undoubtedly brought greater pressure to other players, especially Black Gun Tot.

Thinking of the ridicule of Dekar and others in the tavern before, he felt his face burning.

Sweat soaked his face and even blurred his vision.

Wiping his sweat, he looked at Jalen Green who was concentrating on shooting.

Thinking that he had lived for more than 30 years and was not as good as a little ghost, he suddenly became angry, turned around, and was about to pull the trigger.

"Go to hell--"

Before he could say the word, a strong pressure descended on him, causing his body to fall uncontrollably.

Bang!

The bullet deviated from the trajectory and fell into the sea.

"Blood-Shadow Kill!"

Zell, who saw Jaylen Green being shot a second in advance, had a gloomy face, and his body instantly disappeared from the spot, leaving only a blood-colored shadow.

Bang!

Before everyone could react, Toth's body was slashed hundreds of times and exploded into a bloody mist.

"Dad!"

Jalen Green turned around and just saw Zell with a gloomy face.

Zell shook off the blood, took it back into the system space, and looked at Jaylen Green.

"It's okay, there is a blind guy, you continue the game."

Zell's tone was gentle, as if nothing had happened.

At the same time, the old man on the green boat also came over, his cloudy eyes full of shock.

"Any opinions, Dual Gun Derek?"

Zel shifted his gaze to Derek, his tone was calm but full of unquestionable.

"Of course, this is his own fault."

When Zel called out his name, Derek widened his eyes in shock, but soon calmed down.

At this moment, the other five old men who did not need to record their scores jumped onto the green boat.

One of the bloated old men said: "Derrick, what happened!"

The fat old man put his hand on the flintlock at his waist.

"It's okay, it's just that a blind guy died."

Derrick shook his palm behind his back, signaling them not to say anything more.

"Gunfire Frey, Trick Gun Klaus, Ripper Nolan, Thunder Gun Grind, Shadow Gun Kari, the five cadres of the Machine Gun Pirates."

Zel looked at them with interest.The five people in front of him calmly said their names.

"Who are you and what do you want to do with us?"

Frei asked solemnly.

Seeing their reaction, Zel was very surprised. He thought his name was already very famous.

"It seems that you have been retired for too long and don't care about the things on the sea at all."

Zel shook his head and continued.

"I'm just passing by here. It has nothing to do with you. You don't have to worry about anything."

The six people looked at each other for a while, and Derick came out.

"I wonder if this lord is interested in a drink? Let us make amends for our dereliction of duty."

After seeing Zel's strength, Derick didn't want to make enemies with Zel.

Not to mention that their strength has been much worse than before after so many years of retirement, even if he was in his prime, he didn't think he could take Zel's knife.

"Let's talk about it after the game."

Zel didn't refuse, and walked back to the island leisurely on the moon step.

Several people looked at each other, said nothing, and followed back to the island.

However, they went back in a small boat, which was a lot less impressive.

…………

When the sun completely set, the excited fish stopped moving, the noisy sea calmed down, and the steel-armored eagles circling in the sky reluctantly returned to the forest.

The steel-armored eagle tribe suffered many casualties, but compared with their number, it was not worth mentioning.

As long as they go through another year of recuperation, the number of tribes may increase next year.

"Beckman, I didn't expect you to be so strong!"

Decar jumped up and patted Beckman on the shoulder, feeling impressed by his powerful shooting skills.

"Really, but I feel that your brother seems to be more terrifying."

Although he won the final victory, he didn't think it was a big deal.

Except for Decar who was forced out and Xitron who was just for fun, Kaisha and Jaylen Green performed well.

Especially Jaylen Green, who had only five fewer kills than him.

If it were in the previous God Hunter competition, he would basically be the best winner.

"I won't lose next time, and I'll give you the title of God Hunter first."

Jalen Green touched the sniper rifle in his hand and continued.

"In that case, you can be called 'Hunter' first!"

Hearing Jalen Green's words, Beckman's mouth twitched and he was choked by the cigar.