Chapter 18 Social Death

Like other visiting guests, Sherlock entered the manor with her female companion, Metty, holding hands.

Laurent and the six Marines stayed at the door.

The music sounded, and the dressed-up gentlemen and ladies began to dance on the dance floor.

Metty and Sherlock are among them.

“Sherlock, your dancing skills have improved.”

Meidi smiled and praised.

“Dancing is not difficult.”

Sherlock took Metty’s hand, she turned around and returned to Sherlock’s arms.

The two danced in this way until they were about to exchange partners.

“Sherlock, can I see you again?”

Mei Diyi looked at Sherlock reluctantly.

Sherlock did not answer, and handed her over to the baron, completing the exchange of dancing partners.

After a while, Metty couldn’t see Sherlock on the dance floor.

A person who was somewhat similar in dress and even appearance replaced Sherlock and continued to accompany Metty.

Sherlock came to the back door exit of the manor. He pressed the brim of his hat and looked at Laubran, who had been waiting for a long time.

Those 6 Marines are obviously not Laurent’s opponents.

Sitting on a brand-new carriage, Laubran took off his hat and saluted Sherlock slightly: “Captain.”

Sherlock jumped into the wagon and rushed all the way to the vicinity of the Sear Ship Factory.

The time was just right, Arlong and Wrightson rushed out in an upgraded version of the Evil Horn.

Sherlock and Laurent boarded the ship quickly.

The heavily damaged Marine ship chased it out, but was bombarded again by bombs on the water.

“Brother, you are back.”

Wrightson smiled and said, Sherlock patted him on the shoulder: “Can the boat dive into the water?”

“Yes, it’s coated, you can dive to the sea as deep as 1,000 meters.”

“Well, the port has been surrounded by Marine, go deep water.”

Shylock ordered.

Wrightson nodded and entered the control room with Navigator Roberto.

The Extreme Hell followed the river into the sea, dived into the sea area of ​​1,000 meters, avoided the Marine blockade above the port, and escaped directly.

But it was still spotted by Marine radar.

The buzzing sea alarm sounded.

“Colonel, it was discovered that a suspected large submarine had passed the blockade.”

Chunky Marine informs Cursius through a phone bug.

“Idiot, that’s a terrible name, stop me!”

“I can’t stop it. They blasted the fence with mines.”

Marine stammered.

“Trash, chase it for me! Wake up all the trash on the southern route and outflank me.”

Kosius ordered, he put on the Marine cloak, lit his cigar, and took a sip.

The Extreme Evil went out of the blockade before it emerged from the water, and the Marine fleet was all 10 nautical miles behind.

Kosius stood on the deck, took out the loudspeaker, and shouted.

“Houston, you can’t escape!”

Sherlock put on his dark red coat, walked out of the cabin, stood on the bow of the Hell, took off his hat, bent over to salute, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

“You have worked hard.”

Kosius was furious, and he waved his hand: “Shoot me and blow him up!”

“Yes, Colonel!”

The rumbling explosion sounded one after another, and huge waves exploded on the sea.

“Come and try this!”

Wrightson pressed the red button, and 16 cannons stretched out from the left and right sides of the hull.

The cannon fired at the same time, causing a heavy blow to the Marine fleet that was pursuing it.

“Speed ​​up, chase me!”



Kosius didn’t care about the loss at all, he commanded.

The Marine fleet continued to move forward, even if there were continuous companion ships around them blowing into sparks.

The fire on the sea became a piece of fire, and the screams were endless.

Sherlock looked solemn, and this was the last thing he wanted to see.

The pirates on the Evil Ship cheered one by one. The upgraded Evil Ship was really extraordinary, and Marine’s shells couldn’t hurt the hull at all.

Kosius ordered a team of Marines, rode Shanghai on a motorcycle, bypassed the heavy artillery shells, and took the lead in catching up with the Hellfire.

He jumped onto the deck of the Evil Ship, and then other Marines climbed up along the ship profound.

Arlong rushed up with the pirates, and the two sides fought together.

Kosius took off the cloak of justice and hooked her finger at Sherlock.

“Are you a mad dog?”

Sherlock asked lightly.

“Your bone, I’m biting.”

The corners of Kosseus’ mouth rose, and he rushed to Sherlock quickly, hitting an uppercut.

Sherlock’s figure dodged, avoiding his fists, bending his legs, and directly hitting Kosius in the abdomen with his knees.

Kosius wiped the Bloodline at the corner of his mouth: “It seems I’m going to be serious.”

For an instant, Kosius disappeared before Sherlock’s eyes.

Sherlock was stunned, and a clip of Marine Six Styles flashed through his mind.

shave.

In a very short time, stepping on the ground at a high speed for dozens of times produces explosive reaction force to move at a high speed, and it seems to disappear from the eyes of the enemy.

Sherlock couldn’t see Kosius’ movements at all, and could only feel the pain of his body being hit by heavy punches.

In just 5 minutes, Sherlock had already suffered more than 30 punches from Kirsius.

Sherlock’s throat was sweet and he spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Click–

Sherlock’s left arm was severely broken by Kosius, and a sharp pain came.

Sherlock fell to the ground.

Kosius looked at him disdainfully: “The 430 million pirates, is that just what you can do?”

Sherlock stood up slowly, put his right hand on his left arm, and forcibly connected the bone.

Kosius flashed in front of him again, but before she could throw his fist, Sherlock put a spear against his head.

“I don’t know the speed of the bullet, and your speed, who is faster.”

Sherlock pulled the trigger.

Kosius dodged his figure and avoided the first bullet.

The corners of Kosius’ lips raised, ready to give Sherlock the final blow to end the battle.

He punched Sherlock in the abdomen, and Sherlock felt that he had broken at least three ribs, but he opened his mouth and showed a weird smile.

Kosius was stunned for a second, and suddenly his pupils dilated.

The bullet took a round from behind and hit his left leg.

Sherlock leaned forward and fired again, this time the bullet directly hit his right leg.

Kosius knelt to the ground.

“How is it possible, how is it possible, your bullet.”

Kosius had never seen a bullet that would turn, and it was difficult to accept for a while.

Sherlock stood up straight with difficulty, and he explained: “This bullet was not meant to hit you head-on from the beginning. As long as you control the strength, the bullet can touch the steel plate on the ship and bounce back. I just bet it right. ”

“Damn it.”

Kosius’s men immediately came to support him: “Colonel.”

Unable to use Marine Six Styles, he is a three-year-old in front of Sherlock.

Laurent also pulled out of the battle and held Sherlock on: “Captain, are you going to kill them?”

“Let them go.”

Sherlock said lightly.

Kosius was stunned. He glanced at Sherlock: “You will regret it.”

Sherlock wiped the Bloodline at the corner of his mouth and waved his hand: “Let them go.”

“withdraw!”

Kosius gritted his teeth, and returned to the voyage on a sea motorcycle with the assault team.

The pirates cheered again.

“Boss, why not kill him?”

Arlong asked puzzled.

“I have arrangements.”

Sherlock pulled a candy out and threw it in his mouth, “Letterson, withdraw.”

“Okay, brother.”

Wrightson pressed the green button, and the round hole door in the stern opened, drawing in the wind continuously, forming a Uzumaki wind cannon.

The launch of the wind cannon directly increased the speed of the Evil Number by 30 times, and it flew up instantly.

The Marine fleet was completely thrown away.

Kosius turned the dial under the phone worm and dialed the phone: “Only call the senior to take action.”

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