Ember Gun

  Chapter 519 The Ecstasy of Gold

   "One, two, three, four..."

  Ander sat behind his desk and carefully counted the butcher coins that Watson had brought, rubbing his fingers on the surface of the gold coins, feeling the coldness of the metal and the value it represented.

  The precious thing is not gold, but the value it represents.

  The smile on his face became more and more ferocious, and Ender was about to be unable to suppress his inner joy.

These butcher coins are simply a huge sum of money. After killing Watson, the Seahorse can turn around and return to the port of Rendona. Ander will take all the money on board to Old Dunling. This wealth is enough for him Buy a house in the richest place in Old Dunling and let him spend the rest of his life in peace.

  Gold’s ecstasy did not last long. Ander tried to control his emotions and calm himself down. He stuffed the butcher coins back into the secret compartment under the drawer.

   "One less person, one less person will divide the money."

He muttered in a low voice and took the pistol in his hand. This gun followed him for a long time. Since becoming the captain, Ender has rarely used it to fire. It is not so much a weapon, but now this pistol is more inclined. So a symbol of power.

   "So, she almost deserves to die too."

Ender thought this way and stood up. He sent a sailor to kill Watson. It was just a weak and exhausted woman. He didn't think there would be any problems, but now the sailor has not returned, which made him feel Somewhat strange.

  Ande's expression changed slightly, and after the ecstasy, there was only coldness.

He remembered that when Watson took out the butcher coins, there were also many sailors present. They also saw these butcher coins. Ander didn't know if they knew about the Xiacheng District, but if anyone knew about it, then he should also Understand that the value of these butcher coins is far more than what you see on the surface.

  What if there is a sailor who wants to betray him? Just like when he betrayed his captain? This is not impossible, Ender is too aware of the allure of gold for a person, because he is a person who has become a villain because of gold.

  So who would it be?

  Ander’s eyes were bloodshot. He stood in the corridor and walked through hatch after hatch. In his mind, he remembered the sailors who followed him. Who among them would betray him?

  His body twitched slightly, and even Ender didn't realize it, he became more and more nervous, thinking suspiciously about everyone's possibilities.

  No... there is another possibility.

  The sailor who was assassinated has not returned yet. Maybe he and Watson have reached an agreement? The silver crown, and the identity of this woman, maybe she still has more butcher coins. Will she use these money to buy the sailor?

  Ande put his hand into his pocket, which was also filled with butcher's coins, and his hand rubbed the gold vigorously, as if it would make him feel at ease.

  Who will betray yourself?

  Butcher's coins collided with each other, and End lowered his head, only to see that his face was reflected on the dangling metal surface of the gold, his face was distorted by the gold into the appearance of an evil spirit.

  There is no need to think about who betrayed yourself, yes, no.

  Ande wants to understand.

This seahorse cargo ship, the gray business, all the gold, no matter what, this is Ender’s own efforts, he killed the captain of the previous generation, and he made the present day, and obtained a steady stream of gold, all The crew are just parasites lying on him. They are sucking their blood and sharing their gold.

  There is no need to distribute the gold to anyone. It belongs to Ande.

"Yes, exactly."

Ander kept stroking the gold in his pocket and convinced himself in his madness. He checked the bullet of the pistol, then took a short knife, and the bloated and swaying figure slowly opened a hatch. .

   "Captain?"

  The sailor looked at the captain unexpectedly. Ander almost never came to the cabin to see the sailors, but before he could say anything, Ander raised the pistol and pulled the trigger.

   "No one can share my gold!"

   Ande cursed, punching several blood holes in the sailor's body, gunshots and blood overflowed, until the stench of blood poured into the nasal cavity, Ander stopped.

  He stared blankly at the gun in his hand, the broken body of the sailor, the blood stains covering the entire wall...

  Ande's expressions froze together, and then gradually melted, revealing a hideous smile.

   "One person is missing money."

  He said greedily.

  Ander had long been fed up with this terrible life, followed a group of stinky sailors floating around at sea, doing business with a group of **** violent Vikings, and dealing with those odious gangs.

  He has been living in thrills for gold, and now the opportunity to change is coming. As long as he swallows this butcher coin, he can spend the rest of his life in wealth.

"poor guy."

  The woman's voice sounded, at the end of the corridor.

  Wason wears a silver crown, his face is full of exhaustion, his arms are drooping, and he holds a blood-stained pocket knife in his hand at the end.

   "Oh, you are here."

  Ander raised his pistol and fixed his eyes on Watson's silver crown.

   "Don't worry, I won't hurt you. You should be able to bring more gold, right?"

   Seeing Watson who was still alive, Ander was relieved. He shouldn't have killed Watson. Watson could have put out so many butcher's coins. She must have some money-making method.

  No one is satisfied with gold.

   "Captain! What's wrong!"

  A crew rushed over, a sailor, and a first officer who had just taken office. Everyone followed the gunfire and gathered here.

  Looking at these guys who came, Ande's heart felt cold. With so many people, he didn't have much confidence to kill them all... But now they shouldn't know that they killed the sailor.

   "She! She killed someone, I took the gun from her hand, you guys will stop her! By the way! Don't kill her, we must torture her!"

   Ande cunningly yelled, Watson was holding a pocket knife and was still stained with blood. In such an emergency situation, listening to the captain's words, the crew easily believed in Ande.

  They passed Ender one after another and walked towards Watson angrily, killing intently.

  There are basically no good people in the crew on this ship, each of them has human lives in their hands, and the vicious atmosphere entangles everyone.

  Watson didn’t want to justify any more, she had to admit that after [Sublimation], this not only freed Watson from the shackles of her body, but after losing her body, her way of thinking was slowly changing for a long time.

  Some people always feel that after gaining certain power, they are still themselves and have not been distorted by power. In Watson's view, this is very ridiculous. Now she herself is a typical example.

  Watson may still think that she has a trace of humanity, but she has already neglected a lot of things because she is free from the shackles of the body, otherwise her body will not be so tired now, and she will not be disgusted by the weak body.

   is like a larva and a butterfly.

  Across a long distance, the larvae need to crawl hard, while the butterfly just needs to flap its wings and fly high. The two creatures have completely different ways of thinking and solving one thing, but they are the same species.

  This is the difference between Watson and humans, whether it is sublimated or not.

  There is no need for much nonsense. These wicked people know what they have done, and they warn them of their sins and make them carry weapons with them.

  Dagger and short stick, or long knife and pistol.

  The people with guns did not fire. After all, Ande had spoken and he needed to live. The crew thought he was going to punish this woman, but in fact, Ande was only longing for gold.

  The poison named gold spread completely in his body.

The distance between the two began to narrow, and one of the leading crew members raised the short baton and smashed it down in front of Watson. This blow could completely defeat the woman. She would fall to the ground in pain and wailing, praying for happiness. Death.

  It should be...this is the case.

This was the last thought in his mind. Although Watson was exhausted, it was this body, not the will, that was exhausted. She shot the sword very fast, like thunder passing by, when people saw the vague light of the sword. , The tip of the jackknife has penetrated his throat with precision, piercing through his spine along with it.

   Pulling out the folding knife, the man fell weakly, blood pouring continuously from the wound, drawing away the temperature of his body.

"Next."

   Watson said coldly.

  The body is already very tired, so she must reserve as much energy as possible, and all attacks must be fatal and fast.

  The scene fell silent for a while, but then the trembling anger rose up, which not only failed to make them fear, but inspired them to kill.

  The narrow corridor helped Watson a lot. They couldn't rush up, lifted the jackknife, and stared at the trajectory of the weapon.

  It's like dancing.

  Washeng's body began to become light, like a fish swimming in the water. She dragged her deadly folding knife and brushed past the men's swings.

The corridor was so narrow that it was reasonable to say that two people were too crowded at the same time, but Watson interspersed in this short gap, twisting her waist, waving her arms, and she wrapped her expressionlessly around the person in front of her. The man, then brought a large amount of blood.

First, he dodges the swing sideways, and then the knife head pierced the man’s abdomen. Watson clenched the handle of the knife and strode forward. The wound split from the abdomen and spread to the waist, and then he was lifted vigorously by Watson. Cut most of the back.

   "Kill her!"

   The men exclaimed, but they could not find Watson.

His vision was covered by splashes of blood, and the broken limbs and corpses flew horizontally. The fallen flesh and blood hindered the advancement of the men. Some people tried to open fire, but in this narrow corridor, the tall figures of the men perfectly blocked Hua. Raw body.

   "Trouble, give in."

  Faced with the **** scene, Watson still looked calm.

  The man in front of him looked at Watson, who was covered in blood, with the coldness of death under his indifferent eyes. He was frightened and screamed absent-mindedly.

   "It's so noisy!"

Watson was already tired and could not bear the sudden cry. She stabbed her other hand, holding a dagger in her hand, and directly pierced the man’s throat from one side. Blood poured into the respiratory tract, sending him The voice was blocked.

  At the same time, a sharp knife pierced the man's chest and completely killed him. It continued to pierce forward and pointed towards Watson.

  The man behind him finally found an opportunity to attack. Just as the captain said, one less person would cost one less person. He didn't care about the life and death of his colleagues and pierced his body to launch a surprise attack.

  There was a heavy corpse between the two. Watson tried to escape, but was tripped over by the corpse under her feet. The sharp knife pierced her chest and slashed along the top.

   "Damn it, what's the matter!"

  The man yelled. He firmly grasped the handle of the knife and tried to pull out the sharp knife to give Watson the final blow, but the sharp knife seemed to be stuck in the corpse and could not be taken out anyway.

  Watson failed to fall. At the last moment, she grabbed the sharp knife and prevented herself from falling completely. The sharp edge cut her palm, but in this case she had nothing to do.

   Using the sharp knife to focus, she dragged herself up, and then pierced the corpse in front of her with the folding knife. The corpse blocked the man's vision. Watson responded with the same trick.

  The cold death is on the verge.

  The heart beat thumping, sending hot blood to all parts of the body. The man saw it. The corpse was slightly raised, and then cold metal came out of it.

"I saw!"

  The man shouted, that he won this duel, and easily escaped Watson's counterattack. He raised his sharp knife again, preparing to give Watson death.

  The gunshot sounded.

Ender fired at the man. The bullet penetrated his body and the body behind him. He kept pulling the trigger, shot after shot, until he smashed the man’s body, as well as the corpse below. Become riddled with holes.

   "Now the three of us divide the money."

Ander picked up the pistol and loaded it up. After loading the bullets, he looked at the people who were still alive next to him, a sailor, and his first officer. There were only three of them left in the **** corridor... There is a Watson.

   "You, go check her alive?"

  Ander raised his gun and motioned to the sailor.

  The sailor swallowed, and the corridors were full of dead bodies and blood, but he was not afraid. As Ander said, the more people died, the more money he received.

  But...Can you guarantee that you will get the money alive?

  He glanced at the first mate, the first mate's expression was stiff, he could not feel the ecstasy of gold, and his thoughts in his mind were the same as those of the sailor.

  What can I do? Ender was holding the gun, and he could kill himself and the first officer with just two pulls. The sailor could only listen to him, and walked to the corpse to search for Watson.

  Ande slowly backed away, ensuring that the chief officer and the sailor were in his line of sight, and finally the gun fell on the sailor.

  The sailor vigorously slashed away one corpse after another, and picked up the blood-stained crown from the blood.

  The blood soaked through the gaps of silvery white. It was like a blood-stained white rose, with a coquettish beauty.

   "Is she dead?"

  Seeing the crown, Ander was a little disappointed. He thought he would get more gold...but it didn't matter, at least he got the crown.

  The sailor did not answer his words, but put the crown on top of his head, blood dripped from it, and across his cheeks, the next moment he suddenly turned around and threw the pocket knife in his hand.

  There was a harsh sound in the corridor, and the folding knife slashed through Ande's throat like a nail, and steadily nailed it into the wall behind him.

   was startled at first, and then Ander felt the pain from his throat, he raised his hand and touched it lightly, the scarlet blood was extremely dazzling.

"you you……"

Ender was already speechless. He clutched his throat and tried to prolong his life. He raised the pistol, but the second sharp knife was also thrown over, knocked off the pistol, and pierced his palm directly, and then pushed. The palm of his hand was nailed into his abdomen again.

  The sharp knife cut open his pocket, and the golden butcher's coin fell out of his pocket and fell into a pool of blood, reflecting his face.

   "Gold...my...gold..."

  Ande stretched out his hand and tried to touch them, but his vision began to darken, and Huang Jin let out a burst of laughter, getting further and further away from him.

  The body became sluggish, stagnated on the blood and gold coins, and lost its vitality.

   "Will you sail?"

  The sailor asked the only remaining chief mate.

  The first mate was covered in the coldness of death. He looked at the familiar face in front of him. He wore a blood-stained crown and the expression on his face was so strange.

  A pair of tired eyes, these eyes are so familiar, the woman who has just been killed has such eyes.

"meeting."

  "Can the two of us make this ship work?"

   "It's a bit hard, but you can try it!"

  The first officer replied eagerly, he knew very well what would happen if he couldn't do it.

"What's your name?"

  The sailor asked again. This question shocked the first officer and made him sure that the sailor in front of him was no longer a familiar person, but the woman, a woman like a devil.

  She brought an unknown amount of gold, which made the ship sail to death.

   "Tucker Brandy."

  The chief mate replied.

   "Tucker Brandy, now this gold belongs to you."

Watson glanced at the gold in the pool of blood, and left without looking back.

  Hippocampus continued to sail on the sea, toward the home of thunderclouds and storms.

  (End of this chapter)