Movie World I am King

In this regard, Barbossa only feels deep helplessness, yes, he is a ghost stealing a ship, he is an undead... But when the ghost story meets the god and monster story, there is only one ending, that is, the ghost story is The story of gods and demons blood abuse.

ten minutes later----

On the entire deck of the Black Pearl, apart from Barbossa, there is no pirate who can stand anymore-these guys have been scared of being killed, they would rather just play dead on the deck torn apart than Willing to get up again and be abused by those six women with bat wings...

The pain from the body is nothing, but the shock from the soul is really too big... Nearly one hundred of them, they were abused by six women to look like this, which is too embarrassing. ...

"Okay... It seems that your subordinates don't want to play with us anymore... This is really a pity!" Sonia said, looking at the six swords that were waving her wings and hovering in mid-air. Servant said: "Let's do the last show..."

"Okay, miss!"

"I've been waiting for this moment..."

"that is really good!"

The sword attendants landed on the deck happily, and then put away the wings behind them-with their weapons in their hands, they picked up the broken limbs on the deck and began to place graphics on the deck...

five minutes later--

"Thank you very much for the captain for allowing your men to play this game with us. I hope that when we meet next time, I can still play such a small game!" Sonia flashed with a smile and disappeared on the deck instantly. They also returned to the Umbrella. When they went back, they also cut off all the hooks hanging on the Umbrella's ship.

Barbossa looked at the deck with a dull face, using the pattern placed under his own body. It was the smiling face of a funny man, and that expression, how it seemed to be mocking himself...

Chapter 1282

One thousand two hundred and eighty two chapters

Looking at the devastated Black Pearl, Barbosa felt like crying without tears...

To be honest-under the shining of the moonlight, the helpless expression on Barbosa's face like a zombie seemed a bit funny.

He just stood behind the rudder so stupidly, watching the Umbrella battleship, which had abused him, brought a wave of water and drove quickly toward the distance. At this moment, he was convinced of something. It's because they just stopped there waiting for him to snare himself in order to play him on purpose.

Otherwise, relying on the speed of this Big Mac just now, his own Black Pearl is the fastest ship and can't catch up...

"Damn...what the hell is this..."

Barbosa has an urge to cry a lot. You know, since I can remember, Barbosa has never shed tears. Facing the hurricane, he did not shed tears. Facing the merciless sea, he did not shed tears. He did not shed tears in the face of the curse, because he knew that tears were a waste of time. With that time, it was better to think of a way...

But after being abused by the group of female vampires, Barbossa actually felt a little moist in his eye sockets... This is evidence of hurting his self-esteem.

Just at this time--

The head of a guy on the deck who acted as the eyes of the funny monarch seemed to perceive that the group of women who made them feel the deepest despair had left. He actually started to command his hands to climb towards him, wanting to combine...

However, as soon as his hand left the edge of the funny monarch pattern, two dazzling red lights lit up on the dark sea in the distance, and then, on both sides of the Black Pearl, there were two dazzling waves. A water column more than ten meters high...The cannonball entered the water, and the huge waves it brought up made the Black Pearl sway everywhere, as if in a storm.

Obviously-that was the secondary gun fired on the Umbrella...

"Damn bastard, stay there for me-until dawn, don't move..." Barbosa shouted.

He still remembered that when the Bloody Queen was leaving, he once said that to keep this pattern until the sun rises, if she finds that the pattern is not maintained, she will completely send them all into the abyss... …

The two cannons just now were clearly warning them...

Although Barbossa doesn't know how those women know that they move, but-in fact, they just know that some people are lucky...

Those two shots also completely destroyed Barbosa's final fluke--

With the bombardment distance just now, Barbossa can determine that the giant steel ship has a range far beyond the most advanced artillery now...Moreover, the gunners set it up very accurately. Such power only needs one shot. The Black Pearl was completely broken into two pieces.

"Sure enough, did you treat me as a toy?" After Barbossa said this, he took a deep breath, "Sooner or later, I will take the giant steel ship..."

That's what I said, but-Barbosa really doesn't have a trace of confidence, whether it is long-range or close combat, in Barbosa's view, that steel giant ship is invulnerable... How easy is it to win the ship?

In this way, Barbossa sat withered at the rudder, staring at the stars in the sky... He was thinking about how to defeat the giant steel ship, but-let him want to break his head, think about it. The moon has fallen below the sea level, and still has no plan to come up with...

In the face of technological gaps, sometimes wisdom is not so important.

Perhaps it was because of the power of the two secondary guns that one night passed, none of the pirates who were placed as parts dared to move.

It wasn't until the east began to whiten that the pirates who had been disassembled into parts had the courage and cautiously began to look for other parts of their bodies.

"Give it back to me, that's my arm..."

"Then where did my arm go? Hey, that's my arm, not your leg..."

"Who saw my feet? Who saw my feet..."

"I feel like your left leg and right leg are reversed..."

"Gosh, I can't see my little brother...who saw my little brother??"

"Idiot, your head is upside down, you can only see your PG now!"

It took nearly an hour before the undead pirates managed to find all the parts on their bodies...

Barbossa looked at his group of people who were originally rebellious and dared to destroy the sky and the air. Now they are sitting listlessly on the deck like sick quails, motionless... can't help but sigh secretly. Sighed."Everyone, are you scared?"

"When facing those women who are like gods and demons, are you not afraid? Mr. Captain!" The nigger first mate asked with a sad expression, "Why did you stand by and watch the excitement when we were slaughtered? When being played around like a toy, you didn't draw your sword to fight them..."

"Yes..."

"why……"

Looking at the enthusiastic subordinates on the deck, Barbossa yelled, "Let me shut my eyes... You should be thankful!"

"Fortunately?"

"Yes...you should be thankful, fortunate that I didn't fight the other leader...Do you know who she is? She is the blood queen...!!!" Barbosa said loudly.

"Blood Queen?"

"Who is that??"

"Ha, I'm still Count Dracula..."

"Shut up..." Barbosa scolded: "Some of you are from Spain, some are from Portugal, and some are from France... Doesn't the title of Blood Queen make you feel very familiar?"

"The bloody cross..."

"The road is paved..."

"Please wave your bloody sickle and bring a fair death to my enemy, Your Majesty..."

"I will dedicate to you the best bread and gorgeous dress..."

A pirate from France hummed a ballad softly. The tune of the ballad seemed so strange and gloomy...It made people unable to help but get goose bumps all over the body...