Chapter 213 Small Theater on the Roof of the Fishing Boat
Then she watched Geno remove the Hex crystal in his hand cannon quickly, install her rifle, and adjust some parts. Her gun was originally adjustable.
"It's so beautiful now..." The silver wire mesh shone with a blue light because of its energy, which was even brighter than her pupils. Caitlin sighed at the rifle.
Gun?Beautiful?
Geno suddenly thought of a game that makes a gun a girl. Unfortunately, there is no Hex Technology sniper rifle inside, but if you think of the rifle in front of you as a woman...
Tactical humanoid Caitlin?
He looked at the rifle and looked in awe!
"Come on, try the power! Let you see the difference between primitive crystal and artificial crystal!"
Geno calmly handed the weapon to Caitlin's arms, with a solemn sense of ritual.
Seeing her face flushed, he thought it was caused by the excitement when he obtained a powerful weapon. He Geno was also so excited that he blushed when he played the game and burst out his graduation weapon.
"Jeno, now you lift me up on the roof, I need to confirm the position and number of enemies."
Caitlin is actually pretty good, but the fishing boat is shaking and can easily fall into the water if it is not supported.
Geno's strength was not enough to cover it. He held Caitlin's ankle with one hand and raised her high.
Caitlin stood on the roof, but could only see the gun but not the enemy, so she asked Geno to go up to the roof to help her.
"Is this OK?"
Geno also climbed up the roof and stood still, sat Caitlin on his shoulders, hugged his two big white legs hanging on his chest, and said in a distracted voice.
Why did things develop like this?
"Don't shake, I'm trying to aim."
Caitlin's attention was on the crystal lenses, and she had no time to care about the strange touch brought by the skin.
Geno was also trying to stay still, but he could no longer tell whether the boat was shaking or his heart was shaking.
"Aim... have you seen the enemy?" Jenno swallowed, feeling his ears warmed by the warm thighs.
"No, I only saw the fingers holding the trigger, but I think this is enough."
Caitlin tossed the main switch, the manic notes came out of the breeze, the transistor at the core had turned into deep red, and a faint red mist of energy escaped.
Whenever she enters the aiming posture, all distracting thoughts will be abandoned, and the whole world only has this accurate mind.
When she pulled the trigger, all the obstacles in front of her were torn apart in an instant.
Bang! It seems like the sound of drumbeats with heartbeats superimposed on them.
The harpoon's chest exploded with the wooden board, making it difficult to distinguish the order.
The wood chips mixed with blood mist burst out like a blood-colored dandelion. Gilal was attracted by his body that fell down.
But Shiville took the opportunity to attack, slapped the gun and kicked it onto the ship, kicked Galar to the ground, then took out the cross blade she carried and nailed it to the deck, fast and steady. The angle of the cross blade tightly locked his throat, and a bloodline would be cut out if it was moved slightly.
Now, the identity of the hostage and the killer has changed!
"Do you still need to sign a certificate of property transfer? Use your blood to print it with your handprints."
Shiville grinned, looking at the crew members who wanted to rush over to save the person, pressed down with one hand and reached out to pick up the musket.
"You..." Galar felt the chill from the blade, subconsciously swallowed, and finally felt a hot liquid on his neck neutralizing the chill.
He didn't dare to speak anymore, and made gestures to keep his subordinates from approaching. Grey sweat beads of oozing the skull of the skull.
His Hong Kong King Gang is a vassal of Planck's disaster. It is not large in scale. It has only a few dozen people and does not even have a territory. A group of people can only live on the boat.
Planck just got mad by a woman not long ago, and now it's his turn...
Perhaps it is even worse, he was made head-on.
Seeing that there were only a dozen people left without a musket, Shiville patrolled everyone with the muzzle. If anyone tried to get close, she would use her human stroke to repel them as soon as possible.
"What are Jeno and the others doing? I can't come and take over for a long time." Shiville quickly became a little impatient, but couldn't get out of it.
The words are divided into two ends...
Caitlin was stunned.
What is enhanced with the increase in lethality is the increase in recoil, but she didn't expect it to be so large.
The moment the bullet came out of the bore, she only saw a red stream of light, and then the huge recoil was transmitted from the walnut stock to her shoulders, directly pushing her back down.
Geno was also taken down and fell on the roof, but Caitlin was not so lucky.
She crossed the roof and most of her body hung upside down in the sea. Because Geno hugged her calf tightly, she did not go directly into the sea.
This position was very awkward. Her double-layer skirt turned outward and the white pleated skirt inside leaked out, covering her upside down upper body so that she only had her head left.
And she also had to grab her beloved custom high hat with one hand and the rifle with the other, and she had no time to care about her exposed lower body.
"Pull me up quickly." Caitlin screamed in shame and anger.
"I can't exert force in this posture!"
"I don't care, pull me up!" Caitlin tried to do a sit-up, but her butt was completely suspended and she had no focus at all.
Her movements intensified the hull shaking, and her smooth calf slid slightly from Geno's fingers, and she suddenly burst into screams and fluctuated again: "Don't let me fall! Please!"
"Stop making trouble, I'm trying!" Geno sweated heavily. This woman was so frightening.
He wanted to turn around and stand up, but Caitlin disagreed with it, so he had to hold her ankle hard and lift her up. He lay on the roof with his back, exerting force on his hands, his ears passed through his calves, knees, and then the friction of his thigh skin, and finally let Caitlin sit back on his shoulders.
He felt his sweat dripping between the other person's thighs, and soon the hot body temperature evaporated.
Caitlin found the focus, clamped her thighs hard, did a sit-up, and finally saw the roof.
But this clip made Geno's cheeks deformed, his mouth pouted, his eyes raked, and his head was dizzy, and she also saw Geno's miserable situation.
Don't you have crystal armor?
Open the armor!
fool!
Not opening is just to take advantage of me!
Is my tofu so delicious?
This was the tip of the iceberg that had flowed through Caitlin's thoughts in his mind in an instant. It was a blessing that she didn't say it, otherwise Geno would have been so angry that this posture was obviously as you said.
She threw her hat and rifle onto the roof, then grabbed Geno's belt and climbed onto the roof and squatted. After tidying up her skirt, she turned around in surprise and asked Geno: "What did you see just now?"
"I have a pair of safety pants together. I really don't know how nervous you are." Geno rubbed his face in disappointment and complained: "You clamp so hard that it hurts me."
"Have you up! I have a complete set of criminal laws to tell you."
Caitlin felt that she should have stepped on him just now, and it would be better for him.
"Don't step on me! I don't know if the power of the shot will be so great..."
The small theater on the roof of the fishing boat continues to be staged...
Shiville on the ship waited for a long time but waited for his own people, but waited for another larger pirate ship. The sirens with a human body and fish tail were singing loudly on the sails.
Beautiful and deadly.
Chapter completed!