The sailor used one hand to slide down the rope.

There was blood flowing from his injured arm.

The strong smell of blood is an irresistible temptation to those undead creatures.

More dead flying fish jumped out of the sea and crashed towards him.

The sailor turned his body from time to time on the rope, trying to avoid the dead flying fish that kept coming.

But there are too many of them and their speed is too fast.

And it was obvious that they were coming for him. They were able to slightly adjust their flight direction while flying at high speed.

The sailor had extraordinary perseverance. Even though he was seriously injured, he managed to avoid seven or eight dead flying fish just by holding on to the rope with his arm.

He was about to slide into the blind spot between the hull and the sea.

A sailor wore thick gloves on his hands, held up a steel plate to protect his body, and rushed out of the cabin to meet his companions.

At this time, there was a "bang" sound, and the sailor on the rope was hit in the belly by a dead flying fish.

Only half of the damn flying fish's body was still outside the sailor's body. It swung its tail vigorously and burrowed inside with all its strength.

"Ah" the sailor opened his mouth and let out a painful roar.

More than a dozen dead ghost flying fish emitting blue light flew toward him.

"Poof!" One of them happened to fly into his mouth, interrupting his shouting.

He lost control of his body, his hands left the rope, and he fell to the deck.

With a "bang", his head hit the deck hard and exploded.

Peter Pan, who had been looking at the sailor from the side window, closed his eyes in pain.

It was a young man he admired very much, but he was killed by a group of crazy flying fish in front of his eyes.

I don’t know how many of these things are still in the surrounding seawater, but we can’t just leave the whole ship to die.

Those dead fish and flying fish that fell on the deck were squirming desperately on the deck, and those that fell into the water would fly back and hit them again.

Those who didn't fall into the water were still swimming around with their teeth and claws open, looking for the people on the boat.

Peter Pan couldn't imagine what would happen to him and the entire crew after the Baron was sunk by them.

He reached out and picked up a wrench with blue stains on its head, and hit the steel pipe next to him that was used to send messages.

"Attach a suitable length of fuse to the cannonball and blow up those things like a fish cannon."

The boatswain in the cabin quickly understood what the captain meant.

There are fuses on the artillery shells. Generally speaking, the length of the fuses is roughly the same as the distance of the shelling.

This ensures that the shell explodes when it hits the target, rather than exploding too early or too late.

Therefore, in addition to the common lead sizes, very professional personnel are often required to cut the lead length as needed when loading shells.

What the captain meant was to cut the fuse of the cannonball to the distance from the ignition and throwing it to the seawater explosion, so as to kill those dead flying fish in the seawater.

When encountering a school of fish, sailors on the ship often use this method to fry some fish for themselves.

These strange fish surround the warship, and it is obviously unrealistic to bombard them.

But this method of frying fish is very suitable.

Soon the sailors opened the shell box and adjusted the length of the lead.

Open small holes in the portholes and throw out the lit shells.

There is a layer of casing outside the fuse on the cannonball so that the exploding cannonball will not be ignited and exploded prematurely in the barrel.

Now, this layer of casing can prevent the fuse from being extinguished by seawater for a short time when the cannonball enters the water.

"Plop, plop" one after another the cannonballs fell into the seawater about one meter away from the Baron.

"Boom, boom" explosions continued to sound from the sea water.

Occasionally, a cannonball will explode before it hits the sea water, blowing up the dead ghost flying fish that has left the sea to pieces in the air.

Each explosion brought up a large area of ​​blue dead flying fish.

Many blue particles were blown into the air from the bodies of the dead fish.

These things, which are rich in death dust, would be a disaster if encountered by other ships.

But it has no effect at all on these sailors who have already experienced the judgment of good and evil twice.

Amidst the continuous explosions, the warship also continued to sway.

The hunting dog could no longer sit there upright, lying on the deck, sticking out its tongue and panting heavily.

Captain Peter Pan made a very correct response.

With its thick steel shell and sharp cannonballs, the South Baron will be able to deal with these dead ghost flying fish only a matter of time.

Xie Sheng understood that leaving his consciousness here would not have any effect.

He considered that he could not let Payne the Skin-Flayer stay in the same room with so many important people.

Xie Sheng could not stay here too long and could only wish the people on the warship.

Before returning to the castle, let's take a look at how well you were beaten by Contense!

Xie Sheng's consciousness quietly slipped back into his body, and there was a dull pain in his lower abdomen, as if he had been hit hard by a carriage.

His head was resting on a very warm place, it seemed to be someone's lap.

Xie Sheng shuddered when he thought that it might be Butler Xiong and Constance.

"Why do you keep rubbing his head!"

"I often do this when my mother has a headache. She says it feels very comfortable."

"He is a man, and it's not that his head hurts, he was hit in the stomach."

"Xiaodie, why do you always target me like this? He is not your personal property."

"He is the pianist my family hired for me, so of course he has to listen to me in everything."

"Hmph, when I leave, I will pay him a higher price to poach him away."

"Try digging. Even if you give him your tobacco company, he won't leave the castle."

"Are you that confident? Well, you are not allowed to use any despicable means."

Xie Sheng's eyes quietly opened a slit, "Well, very good, it is indeed Xiaodie."

The one opposite is Elizabeth, who is stretching out a hand to massage her forehead.

Looking around, I saw that I was still in the room where I was being interrogated, but the rope that tied me was thrown aside.

Except for some pain in the lower abdomen, there is nothing unusual elsewhere.

It seems that my response method is very correct. What fun is there in beating an unconscious person?

In short, there is no problem with my body now.

There was a conversation outside, and it could be heard that both parties were a little excited.

"In short, we can't leave Mr. Pianist in the hands of those two devils." This is the voice of the pretty boy.

The two veterans looked at each other. In fact, they agreed with the pretty boy's title to the two officers.

"Young masters and ladies, Mr. Butler just asked you to go up there. He didn't ask us to arrest Mr. Xie too."

"We will not fall for such a simple trick," shouted a loud voice.

"But Mr. Butler ordered us..."
Chapter completed!