605, a sudden turn of events

South Pacific, waters off Chile, on a cargo ship of Wieland Industries.

"Wow! It's so high here! Gah, gah, gah!" On the antenna of the cargo ship, a skull hung high by a rope screamed loudly, and a gust of sea breeze blew by.

The skull was blown into the wind.

"Ugh wow wow!! My head is so dizzy!! I want to throw up! Wow wow wow!!!" Brad's skull screamed.

"Shut up! What can you do with a skull to vomit?" Shi Mingdong shouted on the deck. He picked up a bottle and threw it over.

Click, click, click, the body of the headless natural disaster elite guard was groping around with its skeletal claws stretched out. It hit the door with a bang, took two steps back, turned around a few times in a daze, and headed towards

The cargo ship's fence walked past, and Brad shouted loudly: "Wow wow wow!! Don't let my body fall into the sea!!"

Shi Mingdong dragged his body over, kicked it into the cabin, slammed the door, turned around and said with gritted teeth: "Can't you be quiet?"

"Quack, quack, quack! After all, I, Brad Frostbone, once studied under the great lich Kel'Thuzad!! You actually hang me here!! I have to scream! Don't underestimate the endurance of an undead!"

!" Brad said loudly.

"You brought it upon yourself!" Shi Mingdong said.

"Ahhh!!!" Brad suddenly screamed, "That priest!! That goddamn priest is pouring holy water on my body! Stop it!!"

Zhang Ruijun opened the hatch and walked out. He was wrapped in bandages and held a bottle in his hand, which contained a liquid that exuded a white light. He pointed at Brad and cursed: "You deserve to be hung there!

!You actually wanted to poison my medicine before! If I didn’t throw you into the sea to feed the fish, you would have been too generous!!”

"Ahh! You, the priest who fills holy water in Coke bottles and wears a mechanized exoskeleton, is a heretic!! You should be purified! Purify! Purify!! No, all the priests in the world should be purified! Gah gah gah!!"

Brad said with a strange smile.

"Hey! Can you please be quiet?" Tang Yu, who was sitting on the deck chair, turned around and said loudly.

"Did you hear that? If you keep making any noise, I'll summon a ninja dog and chew your bones!!"

"You necromancer should be put on trial!!"

"Whoa! That seagull shit on my skull!! Eat my ice arrows!"

Seeing that the commotion there was getting worse, Tang Yu looked at the sky speechlessly with a helpless expression. Christina came over, stood behind him, and gently massaged his shoulders.

"I can't understand why they are so happy when they haven't won yet." Christina asked.

"That's because we are very close to victory. The opponent probably doesn't have much fighting power left. The mage and ZERO are exhausted, the spiritualist is seriously injured, and the dragon should also be injured. In addition, we have mastered Charles Weiland.

Rush over to where De Zhen is, they can no longer be our opponents." Tang Yu picked up a notebook again and wrote in it.

"But we haven't won yet?" Christina asked.

Tang Yu smiled and said: "Human beings often draw conclusions based on their own judgment of the situation. At the same time, they think that this conclusion is the only thing that can happen. Therefore, they will think that although this has not yet come, the probability of it coming is very high.

Congratulations in advance on the big things.”

"I will never congratulate before I put a bullet into the target's head, even if I put the gun against his forehead." Christina tilted her head and said.

"So this is how the boat capsized in the gutter... But looking at it from another perspective, they have nothing else to do except to relax themselves." Tang Yu said and continued to draw on the notebook.

"What are you drawing?" Christina asked.

Tang Yu handed her the book in his hand, but it had a logo that looked a bit like a 'T'. In the front was a 'T'-shaped sword, and in the back were several mechanical gears.

"I was designing a new LOGO for the Guardian Group. You know, I suddenly discovered a coincidence. The first letter of my name, Tang Yu, is T, and the first letter of Terminator is also T. So.

, I want to design a LOGO with T as the main theme." Tang Yu said.

"But as far as Guardian is concerned, whether it is Shou-Hu-Zhe in Chinese or Guardian in English, the letters in them have nothing to do with 'T'. Or are you planning to change the name of the group?" Christina asked

.

"I'm not going to change the name. Tang Group? Not good. Terminator Group? Full of murderous intent. So, let's stick with the Guardian Group, which corresponds to the Terminator, right? So, I'm going to force it out of my mind.

This 'T' character has been added to the LOGO." Tang Yu said.

Christina took the brush from Tang Yu and said, "Then let me help you paint."

"Are you sure you can do it?" Tang Yu asked.

"After losing that universal tool glove, your poor painting skills were completely exposed." Christina tilted her head.

"Uh...should I be happy or sad to see you hurt others?"

"Well...smile..."

…

The cargo ship began to approach Puerto Montt, at the southern tip of Chile.

"Ahead is Puerto Montt, which is the southernmost port in Chile that can berth this kind of cargo ship. We will disembark here and find a plane to fly to the United States." Tang Yu said, pointing to the port ahead.

"Having said that, what are you going to do with Brad's skeleton? It will be discovered by the customs." Shi Mingdong pointed at the necromancer who was put down and said.

"Ah, I have a way..." Before Tang Yu finished speaking, several patrol boats flying the flag of the Chilean Navy suddenly rushed forward and surrounded their cargo ship!!

"What's wrong?" Zhang Ruijun looked at the heavily armed patrol boat and asked with a frown.

"Hide quickly!!" Shi Mingdong quickly pushed Brad into the cabin.

"Cargo ship ahead! Stop the ship immediately for inspection!! You are not allowed to enter the port!!" came the voice from the horn on the patrol boat.

Tang Yu took a loudspeaker and replied loudly: "We are a legal merchant ship!! We went to Antarctica to conduct archaeological activities!! We belong to the American Wieland Industry!!"

"We just received an alarm from Wieland Industries! They claimed that the ship had been hijacked by pirates! Stop the ship immediately for inspection!!" said the Chilean Navy officer on the patrol boat.
Chapter completed!