"What is he going out in such a hurry for?"

"Someone reneged on their debts and evaded their debts?"

...

In the low-pitched discussion, some drinkers put their attention back into the cage, cheered again, and vented their depression during the day, while others were more vigilant and vaguely uneasy.

Thumb up!

Klein and Old Neil followed Swain to the opposite side of the road, and ran into the real pier area.

"On that ship." Swain slowed down, pointing to an inland cargo ship docked not far away, "Two Punisher team members are on it dealing with the out-of-control man, preventing him from entering the Tussock River, You help me influence him and control him, and I will handle the rest of the matter."

Old Neil took a few breaths like a bellows and said, "Okay, but, but you need to give me a minute, huh, a minute to recover."

Swain nodded, didn't say any more, rushed to the cargo ship first, and joined the battle.

Hearing the bang bang bang bang above, Old Neil glanced at the slightly nervous Klein, took out a silver piece the size of a baby's palm from a hidden pocket in his waist, handed it over and said, "Sleep spell, open the spell." Wen is the word for 'dark night' in the ancient Hermes language, after reciting the mantra, pour your spirituality into it, and throw it at the target within three seconds."

"Hmm!" Klein reached out his hand to catch it, feeling a burst of emotion.

Both the front and the back of this spell are engraved with incantations written in Hermes, as well as symbols, corresponding spiritual numbers, and magic symbols. He does not need to activate his spiritual vision, but only relies on inspiration to perceive the hidden, quiet, and deep of mysterious power.

Old Neil straightened up, took out the same silver charm from his secret pocket and held it in his palm, and made a joke as he walked towards the cargo ship: "Don't be nervous, relax, think about other things, for example, that spell is my I borrowed yours, if you use it, remember to make a new one and return it to me, of course, you can wait until next month, when the material quota is restored, and then do this.�

This... as expected of the experienced old Neil... Klein put the spell into his left pocket, reached out and took out the revolver from the gun pouch under his arm, and adjusted the firing position and trigger.

"I don't think I'm nervous anymore..." He held a gun in one hand and a cane in the other, and he and Old Neil passed the gangway and boarded the cargo ship steadily.

This cargo ship has obvious traces of the times. Although it is powered by steam and has an extra chimney, it still retains the past configurations such as masts and sails, and only has a metal shell on the surface. Steel is used in some places. Still made of wood.

The bang bang bang bang became more and more intense. Klein and Old Neil were about to find the entrance to enter the cabin when they suddenly heard a loud clanging sound mixed with clicking.

The side of the cabin made of wood burst instantly, thorns flew randomly, and a figure fell out and hit the side of the ship.

Klein didn't care about the injury of the figure, and his eyes were completely focused on the monster that was running towards the gap.

This monster is more than 1.8 meters tall, wearing a ragged shirt and trousers, the exposed parts are covered with dark green scales, and the gaps between the hands and feet are covered with skin membranes, like the webs between the toes of some aquatic animals.

It has a wrinkled head, and the appearance of a human can be vaguely seen, and mucus is flowing on the scales, which is constantly dripping down.

Zizizi!

The dark green slime corroded the deck slightly, leaving bright marks.

boom! The monster trying to rush out of the gap was punched by Swain from the side, causing it to move two steps sideways

bang bang bang! The exaggerated muscle of Swain was obviously not as strong as that monster, and his fists and feet clearly hit the opponent, but he couldn't break the scales, and it was difficult to cause substantial damage. He was very embarrassed for a while and was on the verge of falling.

If it wasn't for his amazing balance ability, if it wasn't for the Punisher who followed and shot to restrain him, Klein suspected that the blue-eyed old man would be beaten to death by the monster.

pedal! pedal! pedal! Swain kept retreating, and kept moving forward, like a moth that knew it was a flame but jumped at it.

However, Klein could feel that he was saving something and waiting for something.

boom!

Swain was beaten back a few steps, and also blocked the sight of the other punisher. JrNovels.com