Chapter 180 Ocean Escort

Hearing the conversation between the black widow and the ghost face, Wu Xian shook his head in his heart. He had just returned from a peaceful life, but now he has to rush to the battlefield. Although it may be less dangerous to face pirates this time, it is still dangerous.

But now he is just an thoughtless transformation fighter and has no right to refute what the two said. If he is really killed by a bullet on the battlefield, it is also a relief for him!

The two have discussed the itinerary and are only waiting for tomorrow's departure. Wu Xian took out the small box he took from Jack and opened the board on it.

A ghost tree mask, lying quietly in the box, with blue-faced fangs, with dark red paintings, and several incomprehensible symbols next to it.

When the black widow saw that Wu Xian had opened the box, she smiled and said, "This is what I begged Jack to do. However, the atmosphere of his Z country is not very strong, and he can only do it to this extent. The material of the mask is bulletproof, which is better than the one on your face.

Wu Xian vaguely gave the Black Widow a look of gratitude and took down the broken judge mask on his face.

When the ghost face saw that there were no scars on Wu Xian's face, he couldn't help but be a little confused. Why did he wear a broken mask? However, the thing that flashed on Wu Xian's neck probably made the ghost face have a clue.

The lower part of this mask is not available, but only covers the nose. Below it are basically two pale fangs, clinging to the chin. A dark chain clasped the rear, making the judge's mask more close to his face.

After Wu Xian put on his mask, he felt that his vision was not much blocked. This discovery made Wu Xian, a sniper, very satisfied and had a higher praise for Jack's craftsmanship.

When the ghost face and the black widow saw Wu Xian wearing a good judge's mask, they immediately felt a sense of danger. The black widow is better. She forcibly controlled the idea of drawing a knife, but the ghost face is not like the widow. Her hand has held the handle of the pistol. As long as Wu Xian makes a strange move, the ghost face is sure to shoot him as soon as possible.

Wu Xian's indifferent eyes, looked at the ghost face like a big enemy, and a smile, but felt very unreal black widow. Wu Xian's heart was depressed. Isn't he just wearing a mask? Is it necessary?

Fortunately, there is no mirror here. If there is, I guess Wu Xian will also know why the two reacted like this.

The wet sea breeze blew Wu Xian's face, and the blue sea made people want to surf. Wu Xian looked at this quiet sea area. If not, who would have thought that this sea area was dominated by pirates?

Black widows and ghosts rest in the cabin, mercenaries invited by their employers, and an unknown small team. When the black widow knew the commission, she found out that she had been fooled. The ghost face didn't explain much about the commission of this mission, but said lightly, "It's urgent to go back now."

Of course, the black widow will not go back. What she is most worried about is what will happen between Wu Xian and the ghost face. However, when the ghost saw that the black widow did not pursue much, he did not mention this again.

Wu Xian stood on the deck, wearing the work shirt on the ship. The United Nations is very strict about the hiring of private bodyguards in some countries, and the nationality of the owner of the ship is one of the restricted countries. The black widow also asked the ghost face why she promised to ask for such a little commission to escort people. The voice of the ghost face was always cold, but said two words coldly. Retribution!"

Every mercenary who survives from the battlefield will more or less receive help from others. When others have requests, as long as they are slightly human, they will help. Of course, its essence will not change much.

The team of mercenaries with Wu Xian this time is a team of Africans, and they are all from a village or the same tribe. They have not absorbed outsiders. The name of their mercenaries was also taken in the local indigenous language, which was translated as "the unyielding lion soul."

When Wu Xian learned the name of their mercenary regiment, he couldn't help laughing. What did a lion run to the water for? There is only a soul left. Isn't it a curse to die early? What's more tragic is that these guys are not very good at water. They are basically people who can throw into the sea and flutter for five minutes.

Generally, mercenaries live in the cabin and will not come out for activities easily. Of course, they want to do activities. As long as they change into work clothes, they can come out for activities.

Generally, black widows and ghost faces have a special activity area, and they don't need to change clothes. For this kind of preferential treatment, others can only watch. After all, their strength is there, and their price is N times more expensive than you. Now being able to be with you is the greatest guarantee for you.

Of course, the captain also gave Wu Xian the privilege. Originally, he wanted to give Wu Xian the first mate's clothes, but Wu Xian expressed his thoughts with actions and put an ordinary work suit on himself. However, even if Wu Xian wears ordinary clothes, he still feels like a demon. Who asked Wu Xian to wear a mask that can be scary until night?

When Wu Xian's thoughts were flying, there was a shout beside him. Look, shark!"

Wu Xian turned his head and saw two of the lion soul mercenaries hanging a pile of things next to the side of the ship, but several triangular dorsal fins appeared on the sea.

Seeing a shark coming, a black man skillfully tied the hemp rope in his hand to the railing of the ship's port, and another black man immediately ran to the cabin and took out two fishing guns.

Seeing a shark approaching, one of them immediately aimed at the shark with a fish gun. When it was under the hemp rope, the fish gun in his hand immediately fired.

The long harpoon was inserted into the back of a shark with a rope behind it. The barb on the harpoon made the shark unbreakable. Instead, the more it struggled, the heavier it was.

But the shark is like a trapped beast. Even so, its movements have not been alleviated much. The black man with the fish gun is being dragged down step by step by the power of the shark. Another black man saw his companion like this and hurriedly threw away the fish gun in his hand. Work together to deal with the shark.

When Wu Xian saw these two black people like this, he was also interested for a moment. He picked up the fish gun thrown by the black man and pointed it at a shark that was biting the meat on the hemp rope with a big mouth open.

The harpoon was exposed through the shark's big mouth. Wu Xian pulled the rope on the harpoon, and the half of the harpoon exposed immediately sank into the meat. The shark immediately rolled up in the sea with boiling red water. It is in sharp contrast to the surrounding blue seawater.

Wu Xian is better than that black man in application power, but he still can't stand the weight of thousands of pounds. The footsteps were also dragged forward by the shark, and the rope in his hand became tighter and tighter.

Wu Xian saw a desert eagle pinned to one of the black men's waist. As soon as he walked, he put the gun in his hand, and his body was pulled close to the railing by the shark.

Wu Xian put his foot against the railing and exhaled his strength. The rope that had been dragged down by the shark was pulled back by Wu Xian. When his hands put together, he put the gun on the way.

Looking at the shark with its back exposed below, Wu Xian did not hesitate, and the desert eagle in his hand immediately roared. The powerful recoil made Wu Xian's hand slightly raised, and it was almost possible to fly out of his hand. However, the shark below is not so lucky. The desert eagle is indeed a pistol in the pistol. It shattered the shark's skull with one shot and left a hole half a fist-sized hole in the shark's head.

After the shark died and didn't struggle much, it would be easy to do. Wu Xian easily picked up the shark with the help of the railing on the ship's starboard.

Wu Xian's gunshot immediately triggered a chain reaction. The workers on the ship thought it was pirates and hid in the cabin in horror. And the mercenaries of the lion soul rushed out armed like soldiers and ants in the ant nest. Looking around, he didn't see the shadow of half a ship, not to mention the pirates with guns.

I only saw a yellow-skinned boy dragging a black item on the boat. Wu Xian felt that a guy in his hand was a little troublesome and casually threw it at the person next to him. The two kids who were still fighting with sharks saw Wu Xian throwing guns like this, and one of them immediately released his companions and carefully grabbed the gun. At least this gun is still an uninsured guy. Who knows if it will go off?

When the captain of the Lion Soul saw Wu Xian like this, his lungs were about to explode. What's wrong with you? You play shark hunting. Although you don't care about shooting and killing people in this world, if you play with people like this, everyone will have a fire.