Assassin’s Adventure

Amos is no longer cruel and inhuman in the transportation of slaves. The women in it can **** and play with them at will. When they die, they are thrown into the sea. Every day, they give these humble slaves food that they can barely starve to death. After being beaten, these slaves who were injured in the slave hunting war could not survive the moment they landed in the warehouse with extremely poor sanitary conditions, and they were handled in the same way, and they were thrown directly into the sea.

Even when he was in a bad mood, he picked two dying black slaves to kill for fun, fed seabirds with their meat, and even fished.

In his words, these things would never survive the day they landed, and keeping them would be a waste of food, so it would be better to use some residual heat.

Even such a brutal executioner would pee his pants in the face of death threats.

A smell of urine mixed with the smell of blood rose in the air, and when you opened your mouth, you wanted to scream or beg for mercy.

But Gordon couldn't hear all this, because he directly covered Amos' mouth and pressed him to the ground.

The sharp Hidden Blade was right next to Amos' throat, making him not dare to move at all.

Gordon lifted his hood with the other hand, revealing his covered face. In the dim light, he recognized the murderous assassin in front of him. It turned out to be the one who fought with him during the day.

"Looks like you still recognize me."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Gordon's mouth.

Amos' expression was very frightened, and the whimper from his mouth just wanted to ask for mercy.

"I let you see my face clearly just for one thing, that is, when you go into **** to be tortured, you can remember that it was me who ended your life."

The sharp blade directly cut through Amos' throat and the large arteries on both sides.

Amos clutched his neck, panting violently, trying to provide some oxygen to his lungs, but instead of air, he brought in more blood, and in the end he stared at Gordon's. face, I want to reflect this face into the soul.

Gordon had dodged when his blood spattered, but his hands and hidden sword were still stained with blood. He grabbed the clothes on a corpse and wiped it, and then began to search for the belongings of several people.

In order to prevent this incident from being linked to the conflict in the daytime, he could only disguise Qi as robbery and murder.

A small bag of silver coins, along with a gold ring on his hand, eventually recovered a piece of parchment from Amos' body, with abstract lines and red markings proving what appeared to be a treasure map pointing to an area ?

Gordon shook his head, then slipped it into his arms.

This is just the beginning, there are still two people's lives waiting for his harvest.

The direction Aldridge and Alva are heading is not the pier, so it should be a hotel in that direction. At this time, Gordon can only gamble on his luck, try to move in that direction, and find the trace of the two of them. .

He continued to climb to the roof, and the black figure continued to pass through the air.

A mouse ran over the corpse in a hurry, and a black cat following it stopped, sniffed the pungent **** smell, let out a soft cry, and continued chasing the mouse, but it didn't. Blood-stained limbs had formed bright red footprints on the ground.

Gordon squatted on the roof opposite the hotel and looked at the second-story building opposite. The lights that had gone out made it impossible for him to determine which room Captain Aldridge and Alva were in. He was quietly waiting for clues to appear. , or visit one by one after midnight.

In his memory as an assassin, he had enough patience to complete the job.

But the sound of alarm bells and people running in the distance made him realize the exposure of the action.

Looking at the lights that were constantly lighting up from the guard headquarters in the distance and the gunmen running out of it with torches, Gordon could only choose to retreat.

Before the light of the torch shone here, Gordon began to run towards the pier. As long as he returned to the ship, he would be safe. No one would have thought that such a young captain would turn into an assassin in the dark night. , to kill such three people who are not important at all.

But when he arrived at the pier, Gordon realized that he was wrong. The guards were not fools. Before the big troops were dispatched, they blocked the whole pier, in case the murderer was a sailor of a certain ship, and returned to his own ship.

The firelight illuminated the entire pier red, and one after another guardsmen began to surround the crime scene, going door to door to search for any suspicious persons, and even the guards in the prison were mobilized.

It is not surprising that a few people died on the sea, but in the port, in order to ensure the safety of the citizens, the guards also made these people feel at ease to hand over their money to ensure safety, and the search was very strong.

On the high post, soldiers have already started to climb up with guns, and any suspicious personnel will be detected and fired without hesitation. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Even if it fails to hit, it can point the way to ground personnel.

Now even the roof is not a safe place.

"He's there!"

A sharp-eyed sentry spotted Gordon's trail and fired without hesitation.

boom! !

The sound of gunfire spread far and wide in the night sky in the open space, and also provided direction for the guards who were searching.

This shot did not hit, but hit Gordon's feet, splashing a lot of wood.

Gordon didn't hesitate, turned and ran, along the roof.

He didn't dare to go down at all. If he was blocked on the street, he would really be desperate.

The guards who knew his movements also began to climb up the roof. Although they were inefficient and clumsy, they couldn't stand the crowd. Deng opened fire.

Gordon had used all his strength to run. The bullets were thrown behind him, and the bullets hit his back behind him one after another, making him not dare to stay.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his leg, and finally a lucky one hit him, lost his balance, and fell down below the house.

Fortunately, he has already escaped the encirclement here, and the guards did not find him so quickly.

Gordon got up from the ground, then tore off a long piece of cloth from the clothes inside, stopping the bleeding from the wound on his leg, and then started staggering towards the position where the guards had not reached.

This period of running around, mixed with leg injuries, made him quickly lose the ability to move, and then hid in the darkness of the building, gasping for breath.

There are constantly patrolling guards coming here with torches, this is no longer a place to stay.