Penguin players

Chapter 210 Planck's Complicated Moods
Plank kicked the prostitute away to avoid more blood staining the bed, then took a deep breath of the sweet, bloody air, and took out a dagger from under the prostitute's pillow.

"I knew it."

Looking at the poisoned dagger, Plank snorted coldly.

Last night, he felt that this prostitute obviously had malicious intentions and wanted to do something to him, but she saw that the other party was [-]% similar to his former lover when he was young, so he tolerated it until now.

"No wonder I have nightmares."

Rubbing his head, Plank cursed and reloaded his gun, and stuffed the still slightly hot pistol into his belt.

He had an absurd nightmare last night. He met a powerful Ionian warrior at sea. This warrior swung his sword light to cut off all the bullets attacking him, and then interrupted him with a half-moon-shaped light. His long knife, then wrapped in a yellow energy, rushed in front of him like a dragon, and then he was hit in the chest by the sword.

After that, he died, dead like a fish.

When he woke up, he felt extremely absurd. How could there be a magician in this world who could release magic instantly in battle after sailing on the sea for so long?
And a swordsman who can split bullets?
Sorry, he has lived for so long, and he has never seen such a freak.

The most important thing is that the steel knife in his hand is rune steel, commonly known as Demacia steel, which is extremely strong, and its quality surpasses most metals in this world. And undead, will also be cut in half in front of this steel knife.

Magic cut off his knife?

Just thinking too much.

Is it because of my chest injury that I have nightmares?
Caressing the bruises on his chest, Plank couldn't help but look at the prostitute on the ground. The reason why he killed her was not only because she wanted to kill him, but also because she cried out in pain when she touched her chest. With a sound.

Can this be known.

Looking at the prostitute who fell to the ground, Plank still couldn't help but praise in his heart.

The prostitute who fell down had white and soft skin, and a tall figure. Since there was never a shortage of meat by the sea, her figure was naturally extremely plump.

However, the shelf life of Bilgewater women is not very long. Even the most beautiful women will become fat and dark after experiencing alcohol, tobacco, ravages, endless chores, fishy smell, and humid environment , and even become as strong as a hill.

Just for Plank, I saw many beautiful women who seemed to be able to dance on dandelions in the past, but turned into a tragedy of meat in the sea breeze of Bilgewater. .

Even his first love is no exception. Serving Naga Karpos, the true god, is not simply about praying, but about hitting people with a shrine. The slender, white but powerful His arms naturally took on a more powerful shape.

But even so, in Planck's heart, she was still that passionate, beautiful girl who would lie to herself that she was cold.

Looks or something, seriously...

Well, although it is very important, it is not very important to love.

"Damn, there's no time for a good rest."

Plank put on his clothes with a stern face, and inserted every pistol into his holster rigorously. He didn't intend to give his subordinates a chance, after all, he was knocked into the air by a Noxian officer before. out.

So he had to find women, he had to drink indulgently, and after the carnival, he had to take them on the next grand hunt.

Otherwise he will be kicked off the captain's throne.

And those who were kicked out were generally miserable.

Many pirate captains died in this endless loop, but he won't, because he is Planck.

But today, when he was performing these actions, he was a little restless, always thinking of his best time.I can always think of the time when he and his first love talked about the future and worked together.

This is not like me.

"What's wrong with me?"

Planck doubted his own state for the first time, and vaguely remembered that nightmare.

"joke."

Plank shook his head, forgetting about the dream, then walked out of his room, looked at the men who woke up from the gunshots, and twisted his neck slightly.

He strode outside and gave orders at the same time.

"Carry oranges, take a shower, and then board the boat. Let's go to Ionia for a vote!"

There have recently been some people who can attack the capital of Noxus, so he has to provoke those people to ensure that their reputation can continue to be used in the waters of Ionia, otherwise, it will be very troublesome to plunder in the future .

Even if their performance is not much in Ionia.

The well-dressed and meticulous Planck moved quickly, and his men also moved very fast.

Soon, Planck was sitting on the deck of the cabin, and his Nether had already started to move forward. The ship was filled with all kinds of delicious food and wine, as well as a lot of oranges. At sea, these things are more important than money too much.

After all, whoever followed him didn't do it for a better life?
The Nether Abyss, which quickly sailed out to sea, overcame the thorns and thorns. This was the ship that the famous Noxus military strategist, Swain, planned to go on an expedition to Shurima.

Watching the sea being separated by his own ship, the surrounding ships frantically avoided, but Planck's mood still did not improve. The things that made him feel excited when he was a teenager now made him a little bored.

It's boring and tasteless, and only when it's torturing people can he feel a little bit of fun.

Now he was even more upset, because he looked at the sea, and the dream appeared in his mind.

"I will be killed?"

Do not make jokes.

Plank touched his pistol. He didn't believe in dreams and omens. Since the person in the dream killed him, he would kill him in reality!
He specially added two guns to his body!He couldn't believe it!That man was really able to completely ignore the power of bullets like in his dream!
This thing helped him get rid of countless mages!

Warriors, swordsmen, how strong can they be?

"Times have changed!"

His eyes were deep, and he was not very happy, because this was not his victory, but the victory of gunpowder.

but……

"Listen, Sett."

Li Ke called Seti to the front, with his big ignorant eyes on a serious face, put his hands on his shoulders, and spoke earnestly.

"If you can only punch, you will have no future."

Li Ke pulled out his M16 from behind and put it in Sett's hand.

"If you want to get ahead, you have to know how to use this."

"This is the supreme technique of our school, the secret secret of Yufeng Swordsmanship."

"M16 Yujianshu."

(End of this chapter)