Assassin’s Adventure

Wilson watched helplessly as his subordinates had put down the pistol, the moment the muzzle was deflected to the side, and bright red blood spattered from his chest.

Karpas just looked at him with a very painful expression and spit blood from his mouth.

boom!

The fierce pirate finally fell to the ground, a cold corpse with no last words.

Fidel showed a bloodthirsty smile, as if all this was expected.

"Sir, the pirates have been killed!"

Two guards with guns came in, the gun smoke from the muzzle has not dissipated.

Wilson was a little stunned and couldn't believe everything in front of him.

"damn it……"

He jumped up from his seat and wanted to pounce directly, but was forcibly pulled from the table by two soldiers with guns behind him.

"This is my man, you actually killed him directly!"

He roared loudly, his voice was hoarse, and Karpas was the best combat sailor in his hands. He was not afraid of death, and he saved his life twice.

In that big rebellion, if it wasn't for Karpas, he would have fallen under the knife of the renegade sailor. It was precisely because of that time that Karpas was cut off in one eye, if not because of bad popularity. , the position of first mate belongs to him.

"Wilson, your subordinate tried to assassinate the Spanish admiral, and he has been killed. I suggest that you restrain your subordinates. Next time, it will not be so easy."

The adjutant standing behind Colonel Fidel spoke righteously and looked like he was doing business, but the slightly warped corner of his mouth and his cold tone showed that this matter was premeditated.

Wilson gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do. He finally realized that cooperating with such a big force as the Templars needed strength as a support, otherwise it would only be eaten clean.

Now that the number of Spaniards has an absolute advantage, with El Dorado in sight, he can only smash his teeth and swallow in his stomach.

"By the way, Captain Wilson, I remember when you joined the Templars, you meant to kill all the pirates, don't thank me too much."

The colonel rose from his seat, then laughed and patted Wilson on the shoulder, and walked out.

His feet carefully avoided the blood on the ground, as if the blood was so dirty that it didn't deserve to stick to the soles of his shoes.

The muzzles of the soldiers around him were pointed at him vaguely, and as long as there was a slight act of rashness, an iron bullet entered his body.

"How do you ask me to explain to my subordinates, they need an explanation!"

"I don't care how you explain it. In the early morning tomorrow, you must attack according to the original plan. If you and your people don't show up, he will be your end."

Fidel's voice has gone, and he is not afraid of Wilson's remorse. He is just a despicable pirate. He has always felt that the Governor's decision is somewhat wrong. Pirates should be deterred with blood.

Besides, the credit of El Dorado is better shared by one person, so why should it be shared with a pirate? All they needed was what Wilson had in mind, the El Dorado location, and he was useless now.

"What a joke, pirates want to be a Templar?"

Fidel showed a contemptuous smile, and then ordered to his adjutant: "Inform everyone to prepare for battle, and tomorrow, take down those British fish in one go!"

It was another day of nothing, Mickey took the sailor's waiting in vain, watching the water pouring down, as if the same for a thousand years, the captain still disappeared, even the most loyal sailor, began to think about such a question, Captain Gordon. It may never come back.

As the sun was setting, the sailors were already yawning while sitting on the stones. They dared not look into the water, so they kept their heads up and twisted their necks, feeling a little sore.

"Sir, we should go back."

A sailor said this, looking at the cascading waterfall: "Maybe the captain will not come back..."

"You forgot, he is Captain Gordon, he must be fine!"

Mickey still said this, which has been said a thousand times, to strengthen the sailors' minds, and to strengthen his own minds.

"I think they might be right that Mr. Allen would be a good captain..."

"I don't want to talk about this, you go back first..."

Mickey didn't look back, just said so lightly.

...

At this time, Gordon was sitting in the temple of the El Dorado, yes, it was the place where the eyes rose.

With no way to escape, he finally found the only place that would not be bombarded or invaded by soldiers, and that was the inside of the temple.

On the night before, when the dark clouds covered the moon, he rushed in with a burst of energy, using this place as a place to breathe.

He had not eaten or replenished fresh water for three days. At this time, his mouth was chapped, his eye sockets were sunken, and his body had lost weight. He never imagined that he would end up starving to death in El Dorado, even with tens of thousands of people. Gold coins, so what?

His adventure has not yet begun, and it is already over. He is full of nostalgia for this rich world, and sometimes even thinks about whether he will continue to travel if he dies?

"Gold, infinite gold, but this is undoubtedly a **** of gold..."

He was playing with a large amount of gold coins in his hand. The gold converted by the system was extremely delicate, and the carvings on it were exquisite, but they could not fill his stomach.

Sure enough, money can only function when it circulates.

He began to think of Gore. He wondered if the **** guy had escaped successfully. If he did, why did he not move for so many days? Even if one person came in to attract the attention of those golden soldiers, he would still escape. opportunity to get out.

He would also think about his Jackdaw and the women he met in his life. At this time, he could remember every detail of his thoughts very clearly~www.wuxiaspot.com~.

Carol, well, that's her most innocent and kind thoughts, Quinlin, that hot woman, a little wild cat like herself, Serena...

Thinking of Serena, he could only smile bitterly, half-hanging a witch, and saying that he would not die here.

Animus has turned over thousands of times, and wants to use his golden finger to overcome the difficulties. The mission of El Dorado has been completed, and the 2,000 materials obtained seem to be useless.

Gordon pulls a lot of gold out of the virtual space as a last-ditch effort.

"Look at this beautiful golden rain."

He threw gold coins and kept moving towards the interior of the temple. A large amount of gold was thrown on the road, like the most glorious road, announcing the end of Captain Gordon.

In the process of welcoming death, he did not panic as he imagined, but was somewhat calm.

"Even if I die, I want everyone to know that Captain Gordon left in gold!"