I Got on a Ghost Ship By Mistake and Was Forced To Be the Captain

"Polya near the bay, Pritz Harbor on Mings Street."

Tu Fu was very clear about the answer. After making the phone call from the cabin bedroom, he crossed the deck again and returned to the captain's cabin to call out the surveillance.

He had just launched more than a dozen "babbling charms" on the club's extraordinary, which had greatly consumed his mental power. Now it takes a lot of effort to just open his eyes.

Lying on the seat and gently pinching the space between his brows, he stretched his body for a while before recovering from his breath. Tu Fu shifted his gaze to a warehouse at the other side of the monitoring port.

Not long ago, the Fight Club purchased a large amount of gunpowder by smuggling here, and even sent a Sequence 8 Transcendent to guard it, using these things as a weapon for the final comeback.

Once the big parade ahead fails, that President Bieber will definitely come.

Pulitzer Harbor.

Under the scorching sun, a cargo ship coming down the Moine River docked at the side of the port. The sailors in the port were full of energy and unloaded boxes of goods on the ship.

The stingy boss of the wharf did not know what went crazy today, and even rewarded each port worker with three times the wages. Under the temptation of money, even though they were sweating under the scorching sun, they couldn't suppress the smiles at the corners of their mouths when they were working.

In the unobtrusive corner of the cargo, a shadow moved out from the side of the cargo rack, and at some point there was a person hiding on the ship.

After taking off the black hooded robe with a hidden atmosphere and figure, Bieber, who retreated from the front line, blended perfectly into the crowd.

Curtis Bieber is still reeling from what just happened.

too fast,

He hadn't realized until now that the speed of Fight Club's downfall was beyond imagination.

He secretly participated in the planning of all events, and he really tasted the taste of defeat.

Whether it was extraordinary or ordinary members of the club, they lost contact collectively in an instant, and the most important parade activities were also ruined. Even the false and real strongholds deployed in the underground tavern were smashed one by one in an instant.

And the thing that frightened Bieber the most was undoubtedly the horrible scene he had just seen with his own eyes.

More than a dozen extraordinary people who were ambushing in the club were instantly polluted by terrible energy, let alone fighting back, they didn't even see the enemy's figure.

"Leeds must be evacuated as soon as possible."

Bieber shook his head vigorously, his keen sense of smell has already noticed that something is wrong, at least one extraordinary being of the same level as the "God of Wishes" behind him participated in the game, and every step he made was one step faster.

He felt more and more that if he stayed in Leeds, he would end up in this dangerous place sooner or later.

Fortunately, as a last resort, Bieber temporarily rented a warehouse here, and transported tons of gunpowder through the channel of the black ship. As long as there is a big mess, the transaction can also be completed.

"Potter, Lake, are you still there?"

Bieber rushed all the way from the port to a warehouse not far from the sea cargo, and a deep voice came inside.

There was no response in the warehouse. After opening the door, the quiet warehouse was quiet, only the sound of his footsteps echoed in the warehouse.

Before that, I arranged a Sequence 8 dream hunter agent and a Sequence 8 missionary of the scammer path here, to deal with the people who came here to search in the open and in the dark.

The dream-hunting agent hiding in the dream can create some hallucinatory traps to deal with extraordinary figures with malicious intentions, while the missionary can confuse the prosecutor who wants to search, which is enough to show how much he attaches importance to this warehouse.

"Plop."

Not long after he walked in, Bieber heard a muffled sound, and the Sequence 8 missionary named Potter stood upright by the wall without saying a word.

"Potter, what are you doing here?"

Bieber subconsciously wanted to get closer, but when he saw that the other party still didn't respond, he felt a thump in his heart after taking two steps.

Without hesitation, he raised his hand and threw out a cold revolver from his sleeve, and fired at the weird figure without hesitation.

"boom!"

The bullets were bleeding on Potter's body, but the man didn't make any movement, he didn't even hum, he didn't look like a normal person at all.

And behind the missionary, a black shadow suddenly jumped up, together with a dozen flying blades, the sharp wind sounded across his ears.

Fortunately, Bieber was prepared in advance, and turned his body slightly, which happened to block the fatal blow.

"It's really despicable enough to not even let your own people go."

Seeing that such a small method failed, the person hiding here finally showed up.

"Mr. Curtis Bieber, during your time running Fight Club, you have repeatedly used club members for personal gain for yourself and regular members, and committed unforgivable crimes many times.

I have decided to sanction you on behalf of the people of Leeds. "

It seemed that the Transcendent hiding here purposely greeted him in this way, and he walked out from behind the dead missionary Potter.

Showing a signature smile to Bieber, the visitor initiates self-introduction,

"Black Swan, Chief Knight Roman Richard sends you his greetings."

It really is an extraordinary organization.

Bieber just recognized the comer, and the moment his attention was briefly diverted, he just wanted to retreat to the warehouse door.

Out of the corner of the eye, I saw the entrance just now. At some point, there was another tall man standing. He was tough and stern, holding a dueling knife in his hand, completely blocking Bieber's way.

"The Orderer, Hawkins, came here to fight you."

After receiving the news, Hawkins Lewis rushed to the port and happened to block Bieber's way, and the idea of ​​a duel with the other party remained undiminished.

Another captain of Sequence 7, and the hardest and most desperate adventurer, Bieber was already thinking about quitting. He took out a metal sheet from his pocket, quickly threw it into the air, and whispered,

"Sleep!"

The sleeping rune on the metal sheet flashed quickly, and the activation words awakened the power contained in it, and the faint golden light joined together, and the two people who were double-teaming them stopped at the same time.

Following this good opportunity, Bieber fled outside without hesitation, taking this opportunity to rush out of the warehouse.

Seeing that he was about to escape, but this time he didn't even have time to activate the power of the hidden hood, and the strong fluctuation of mental power made him stop his movements.

Seeing the surrounding environment change, Bieber found himself back in the warehouse again. He widened his eyes and suddenly remembered something, "The nightmare of Sequence 7?"

"Brotherhood, Mason Adams blesses you."

I saw a thin man with a smile on his face, who joined the battle at some point.

The three Transcendents of Sequence 7, Bieber was completely desperate now, why did all the masters in the small city of Leeds participate, and once again anticipated his actions.

Seeing that he was not an opponent, Bieber yelled at his opponent, "Three against one, is this the way of the church?"

The words are full of irony.

"Do not."

A smile formed at the corner of Roman's mouth, "We generally call this a 'just gang fight'."