Chapter 346 The killings continue
Klein wiped the blood on his face, and the corners of his mouth evoked a bloodthirsty smile. He looked at more and more Japanese pirates around him and sneered.
"You are this strength? It disappoints me..."
When the Japanese pirates heard this, their faces showed anger.
"Now you are the only one left who can fight. Your brothers are dead and wounded. What are you boasting about?"
"Brothers, let's go together, and when we take his head, the leader will definitely give us a reward!"
"Go!"
Japan is a fighting nation, and every Japanese is instilled with the idea of fighting almost from birth. Compared with Chinese people, they have natural advantages in strength.
No matter how strong Klein is, he is outnumbered after all.
When a group of people besieged, Klein tried his best, but failed to resist their attack after all.
A sharp blade pierced Klein's chest.
He "wow" spit out a big mouthful of blood, holding the broadsword in his hand, trying not to let himself fall down.
"Klein!" Charlee Ford's eyes widened, and tears filled them.
After all, he fell in a pool of blood to save them.
Charlee Ford wanted to rush up, but was stopped: "young mistress, the stockade owner guarded the people he wanted to guard with his life. Don't stop his determination to die!"
"Yes, young mistress, you retreat with us! When we return to the stockade, we will find a way to avenge the stockade owner!"
"No way." Charlee Ford gritted his teeth and said, "I'll get Klein back!"
When she finished, she pushed them away and rushed to the front.
"Klein, Klein..."
In a trance, Klein seemed to hear Charlee Ford's voice.
He was half kneeling on the ground, with his back to the safety zone, his eyes wandering, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.
"Blue, is that you..." Klein said slowly, angry, "I'm sorry Blue, I may have to break my promise."
He looked up at the sky.
"It's grandma, grandma, have you come to pick me up?" Klein's consciousness gradually began to wander, and he felt that his life was passing by little by little.
Just then, a pair of hands put their arms around his shoulders.
Klein's mind was quite clear. He raised his eyelids with difficulty and saw Charlee Ford rushing towards her.
"Little blue?" Klein frowned, coughed up a mouthful of blood again, and said arduously, "What are you doing here? Go back quickly!"
Charlee Ford put him aside, stood up, stood in front of him, stood in front of the enemy.
"Klein, you can't die. There are so many people waiting for you to support in the stockade." Said Charlee Ford, with a cold look on her face. At this moment, she seemed to be a different person.
"You can rest assured that I will take you back alive."
Klein's face was shocked, and his eyes were cracked. He quickly said, "No, Xiaolan, go quickly! You can only die in vain when you go! The people in the stockade will be handed over to you!"
"Your own people, take charge of yourself!" Charlee Ford's eyes were quiet and he exuded a strong murderous look: "My task is to take you back!"
"Well, you are not a small woman!"
"Do you know how many people there are in our team, just by you?"
"That is, our leader is still on his way, and there are more people around him. You must all die here today!"
Charlee Ford tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Then give it a try."
As soon as her voice fell, she rushed over with Klein's broadsword.
She was not used to using such a weapon. In contrast, silver needles were more suitable for her hands.
But now she has no choice.
Charlee Ford was faster than Klein. She shot like a ghost. In only thirty seconds, ten people fell by her sword.
The Japanese pirates finally found something was wrong.
"This woman is very powerful, don't underestimate her."
"Let's go together, even if she is fast, can she compare with our offensive?"
They looked at Charlee Ford maliciously and rushed all over.
At that time, Charlee Ford was almost surrounded by people on the third floor inside and the third floor outside.
The killing continues...
The smell of blood in the air is almost pungent.
......
"It's almost there, Mr. Bai." The hunter gasped, raised his hand and caressed the sweat on his forehead.
The night is thick and the surrounding air is a little cold.
They walked to the door of the black wind village, and the wooden door three meters high was left unlocked at the moment. There was no light inside, and the silence was terrible.
Hunter doubtfully stretched out his hand to push the door, while pushing, he said: "Strange, how so quiet, although it is late at night, but the black wind village in the past is very lively..."
"Squeak--"
The door was pushed open, and the slight noise sounded particularly abrupt in this silent night.
The huntsman went in, and a moment later, he let out an earth-shattering scream!
"Ah--"
Bai Muyan and Nolan Sutton looked at each other, twisted their eyebrows slightly, and followed them in.
"How can this be..." Nolan Sutton exclaimed involuntarily when he saw the sight before him.
Blood.
Blood all over the place.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
In addition to blood, there are bodies all over the ground, men, women and children. Everyone has more or less knife wounds, and his death is very tragic.
William Bryan's face was slightly gloomy.
"Are you sure that the woman you saw was caught here?" William Bryan asked, staring at the hunter.
At the moment, his face was pale, shaking like a sieve chaff, and he pieced together a complete sentence with shaking hands: "No, yes, she was caught here, but... how did this become here? Why are they all dead? Where's Klein? Where is he?"
William Bryan's brow frowned and he smelled cold.
If Charlee Ford is really here, something may have happened.
"Nolan Sutton, find someone." William Bryan reached the order in the cold!
The two men began to look for Charlee Ford in the stockade.
However, an hour passed, and there was not even a shadow of Charlee Ford.
"Patta"
Just then, there was a slight noise in the firewood pile next to it.
William Bryan handed Nolan Sutton a color.
Nolan Sutton stepped forward and opened the firewood pile, revealing the scene inside.
A child in rags curled up inside, the firewood pile was opened, the child shivered, closed his eyes and begged, "Don't kill me, please don't kill me!"
Nolan Sutton twisted his eyebrows, took the child out, and gently comforted him: "We won't kill you."
The little boy opened his eyes and saw Nolan Sutton's gentle expression. He asked tentatively, "Really?"
"Really," said Nolan Sutton, "as long as you tell us what happened here, and have you ever seen a beautiful sister?"