Uncle B of the pirate is invincible

Chapter 195 Chaos in Chambord Land (15)

It was none other than Bert who was attacked and kicked into the sea to kill Hunter.Being kicked away, he survived in the sea until his mobility was partially recovered by taking a long breath with his astonishing lung capacity, the extraordinary recovery ability bestowed by the Noble Phantasm, and a little bit of luck before he fell into the sea. Swimming to the surface of the sea to take a breath with all the strength, saving the precious chance of resurrection from death, and also saving the first time in another world.

When Bert, who took a few breaths of fresh air, recovered from the severe suffocation, he suddenly found that he was unknowingly washed to another tree island by the undercurrent under the sea surface, and the coast he could see was no longer the same as before. The secluded place that was attacked was a strange place full of people.

"Lucky B really wasn't covered! Not only did he not drown, but the bite force of more than a dozen sharks attracted by the bloody smell did not exceed the D-level. There was nothing I could do about it. Instead, he shattered all his teeth. Now he avoided Hunter again. The coast where the second-five boy is located, God wants me to save a chance to be resurrected!" This time, surviving from death made Burt feel a sense of accomplishment that his luck was comparable to that of the protagonist of Destiny, but this This kind of self-comfort was quickly burnt out by the monstrous hatred for Brigadier General Hunter, "What a shame! I hunted geese all day long, but was pecked at the eyes by blind house sparrows! I have traveled to fool people for more than ten years, but this time I almost I was cheated of my life, and this revenge will not be shared!" Thinking of the knife that pierced his chest, Burt gritted his teeth.

Bert was not afraid of death.Oh, it might be a little embarrassing to say that, but to be precise, he can accept death more rationally.After all, it is also worn by the soul, so it is considered to be a bit of experience to die once, and there are [Twelve Trials], if necessary, death once or twice is already done psychologically, it is definitely not unacceptable.

But he, who has always been upright (indecent) and righteous (trivial), was stabbed severely by his trusted accomplices and kicked twice, nothing made him madder than this.It's no big deal if you win the battle head-on and die if you lose. At most, after the death comes back to life, a surprise attack will cut the opponent into pieces.But being attacked by an opponent broke through his bottom line, and made his pride and arrogance disappear.

Losing honor and face, even if Bert gets his life back, he is far from relieved.He will definitely retaliate fiercely and return the opponent's despicable backstab with a righteous backstab!
"As soon as the body recovers, go find that second-five boy, and let him be reincarnated as a gentleman in the next life!" The fact that he was still seriously injured made Burt hold back his caution and swim towards the lively and unfamiliar coast.

"La la la la, we are happy bachelors..."

"Ah, ah, we are brave adventurers..."

"La la la la, we are the conquerors of the great route..."

"Ah, ah, we are men who make beautiful girls blush..."

"La la la, we are the Banquet Pirates that cross the sea..."

"Ah, ah, we are the Banquet Pirates that will surely become legends..."

"..."

As soon as Bert, who had swum ashore, landed on the tree island again, he heard a large group of drunk pirates roaring with deaf voices.

"Unfortunately, it turned out to be a group of drunks screaming. It's more ear-piercing than ducks!" Burt felt extremely unlucky when he encountered such a thing.However, the great cause of revenge is the most important thing in his heart, and he is not interested in these little-known pirates. He just lay down on the shore and waited for the treasure to continue to exert its power to recover from his injuries while recovering his physical strength.

But he didn't want to pay attention to the group of pirates, but the drunk pirates didn't turn a blind eye to this big guy who suddenly appeared from the sea.

"Yes, what, it came out of the sea." A pirate who happened to see Bert said with a big tongue.

"What, that, that, that..." The pirate who spoke halfway got drunk and fell asleep straight away.

"It's a person." The pirate who drank less shouted loudly.

"Huh? Who will come out of the sea?" The captain of the Banquet Pirates, who was drinking and listening to music, and the "fighting cock" with a bounty of 1900 million Berries thought in amazement.

"Cockfighting" is a tall, thin, scruffy pirate with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. His most notable feature is his funny cross-eyed eyes, which is why he got this resounding nickname.

The interested "fighting cock" dangled up from the ground, held the wine bottle and waved, "Little ones, follow me to see what the hell is coming out of the sea!"

"Yes!" All the pirates who feared that the world would not be in chaos suddenly responded.

With great curiosity, a hundred or so pirates stopped holding the banquet, and swarmed up, and surrounded Bert, who was lying shirtless on the ground waiting for his injury to recover, with three layers in and three layers out.

"Boat, captain, this, this seems to be a corpse." A drunken and cowardly pirate squatted on the ground and observed it for a while and said to "Gamecock".

"Nonsense, I just, just, just now, looked, looked, watched him come up!" The first pirate who saw Bert drunkenly refuted the cowardly pirate.

"You're just talking nonsense, how can you still be alive with such a serious wound!" The cowardly pirate who was not afraid of anyone when he was drunk, pointed at the hideous wound on Burt's back and yelled.

"Then you, you don't believe me anymore!" The questioned pirate's eyes became very dangerous, and he raised the wine bottle in his hand.

"I don't believe what's wrong with you?" The cowardly pirate raised his middle finger in disdain.

"Crack!" The wine bottle smashed hard on the cowardly pirate's head, the wine mixed with blood stained cowardly big ugly face red.

"Boom!" The cowardly pirate immediately fell to the ground.

"Hahahahaha, let you..." The pirate who did it was laughing, and suddenly there was a louder "snap" sound of the wine bottle breaking, and he was also bleeding all over his face, and he fell straight down.

"Bah! Stupid thing, wasting a bottle of good wine!" "Gamecock" who hated wasteful behavior severely taught his stupid subordinates with the bottle he just opened in his hand.

"Hahahahaha..." The drunk and dizzy pirates burst into laughter when they saw such an interesting thing.

"Quiet!"

The proud "fighting cock" watched the pirates stop laughing wisely, nodded in satisfaction and shouted loudly: "I will decide whether this big guy who suddenly appeared is alive or dead!" The long knife slashed straight at Bert's neck.

It turned out that his way of distinguishing was very simple, that is, to cut a knife to see if Burt barks.

The captain's behavior of "fighting cock" made the pirates even more excited, cheering in unison: "Alive, alive..."

"Bang!" The long knife was bounced high by an inexplicable force when it was less than an inch away from Bert.

"Ah!" The drunken "fighting cock" did not expect such a strange change, the knife in his hand lost his grip, and flew out with a "whoosh".

"Bastard! How dare I make a fool of myself." "Gamecock" was furious, hating Burt on the ground to the bone, and roared, "Chop up this bastard who offends me!"

The pirates who were stunned by the inexplicable change made "Gamecock" wake up with a loud voice, and those who had knives drew out their knives and slashed at Bert. Suddenly, dozens of bright sword lights enveloped Bert who closed his eyes and rested.

"Boom, boom, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, boom..." The sword lights of the pirates were the same as those of the "fighting cock" just now, and they were all bounced off by a strange force at the moment when the blade was about to cut Bert.The only thing that was better than before was that only about half of the people dropped their knives like "fighting cocks".

"Damn it!" The drunken pirates were slow-minded, but they couldn't figure out what happened, and they didn't know what fate was waiting for them.

"Let this group of soil turtles jump around for a while, and when my injury heals, hehe..." Bert thought cruelly indifferently.

(End of this chapter)