Pirate Spring Fruit

It's difficult, very difficult to convince a guy like Bellamy with words alone.

What he is determined to do, even if he crashes to death, he will never regret it at all.

In his determination, Drake reloaded and took aim at his head.

"Captain, pay attention, I'm going to fire!"

After being hit hard in the face by a cannonball, Bellamy's image at this time was really embarrassing.

So much so that when Drake lit the fuse, he hesitated briefly.

Although he didn't agree with his actions, Drake didn't want to see him fall like this.

"But if you insist."

Taking a deep breath, Drake lit the fuse again.

"boom!"

The shell burst out of the barrel again, and this time, everyone's hearts trembled with the shell.

The captain is already so seriously injured. If he is hit on the head again, he will die, right?

Even Derek felt a little regretful. When he aimed just now, he could have aimed a little lower.

The cannonball flew through the air and hit Bellamy's head at high speed.

A shocking scene appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Bellamy suddenly tilted his head to the left, and the whistling shells flew past his ears.

"Boom."

There was an explosion and a small crater appeared on the ground.

Bellamy, on the other hand, was unscathed.

This scene was very strange. From a distance, it looked like Bellamy was so lucky that the cannonball just missed him.

Inch, the shell was only an inch away from Bellamy's head.

This distance was too extreme, and if it was just a little off, it would be hit directly on the head.

But a miss means a miss.

Ross suddenly glanced at Derek, thinking he didn't aim on purpose.

Mu Lei and Mia seemed to think so too.

Only Drake knew in his heart that his aim was accurate and there was no deviation from the first time he fired.

So the answer is already obvious. It wasn't luck, it was Bellamy who took the initiative to avoid it.

"Captain, one more shot?" Drake seemed to have noticed something and asked proactively.

"Well, just give it one more shot, let me get familiar with this feeling."

Bellamy wanted to grin and laugh, but the injury on his mouth forced him to give up.

However, this did not affect his good mood.

Painting on paper is already within my grasp.

Another shell flew out of the barrel. This time, everyone was a little mentally prepared.

A magical scene appeared again. Without any unnecessary movements, Bellamy just tilted his head, and the cannonball flew past him again.

With the sound of a cannonball hitting the ground, everyone woke up a little.

This monster has become stronger again.

Drake looked at this man with complicated eyes, as if he was witnessing the emergence of a monster with his own eyes.

Although I really don't want to admit it, this guy is really scary.

It was also the first time that he knew that paper painting could be understood in this way.

For a moment, Drake even had the urge to contact headquarters.

But the next second, he threw this idea into the corner.

Because it would be so stupid to do so.

If he dared to report such information, what awaited him would be a scolding.

Bellamy was just a gangster in a small town in Beihai at this time.

He hadn't even been to sea yet, or even owned a boat.

No matter how scary he is now, no one will know who he is until he has a real record.

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In the evening, in front of Blackfish Falls.

Due to Bellamy's serious injury, the training plan that he had prepared was temporarily put on hold.

A large pot of medicinal soup was being simmered. Bellamy covered his cheek and carefully put a little porridge into his mouth.

"Suck...it hurts."

"Oh, Captain, you actually feel pain?" Mu Lei picked up a towel, dipped some potion in it, and gently applied it on him.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm not an iron man. Of course I know it hurts."

"Really? Why didn't I see it?" Mu Lei grabbed Bellamy's face and pulled hard.

"Whoa, tap, tap."

Seeing him exhale in pain, Mia sneered from the side, "Your skull is a little cracked. After soaking in the medicinal soup, we will wrap a full bandage on your head."

The bandages must have been very tight to hold the skull in place.

Upon hearing the bad news, Bellamy's mouth twitched a few times, "Isn't there any medicine that can anesthetize the body?"

"No!" Mu Lei answered his question immediately.

Judging from her attitude, Bellamy felt that even if they had it, they wouldn't take it out.

Gee, this is what happens when you offend a woman.

After resting overnight by the waterfall, Bellamy's injury improved the next day.

Most of the blood on his face has melted away, and the injury on his skull is not visible, but the pain in his mouth is no longer much.

The advantage of a strong physique was fully utilized at this moment.

Bellamy's body can repair itself ten times faster than ordinary people.

Those few teeth may not grow back for a while.

On this trip, with so much supplies and a cannon, the training must not stop for too long.

As soon as the injury improved, Bellamy urged his men to start training.

Drake activated his transformation and was shot twice, slightly injured.

The training effect was average, Bellamy suggested that he try not to transform and not to open the iron block.

But his bestial instincts got in the way.

The moment the cannon is ejected from the chamber, Drake's body will produce a stress response and directly start the transformation.

Moreover, the transformation speed is much faster than usual.

Until he overcomes this instinct, Drake's paper drawing training will have to be put on hold.

The rest of the members are not physically strong enough and may be killed directly if they resist a cannon shot.

They need to continue to delve deeper into the iron block technique.

At least it must be possible to open the iron block in a breath.

That’s what waterfall training is for.

The waterfall training plan prepared by Bellamy is very simple. Find a big rock and place it under the waterfall.

Let a few of them stand on the rocks to resist the impact of the water flow.

They would certainly not be able to stand at first.

Bellamy dug several deep holes directly into the stone so that they could put their feet in and only expose their upper bodies.

In this way, no matter how you rush, people will not be washed away.

This method doesn't feel like training at all, but like torture.

Full of Bellamy style.

When Mu Lei and Mia saw the deep pits on the stone, they couldn't help but start rolling their eyes.

If the bombardment training hadn't been so terrible, they would have rebelled again.

"Captain, I just dug a lot of beautiful little mushrooms. I'll give you a snack tonight."

There was no reason to rebel. The two women seemed to have used their brains elsewhere.

"I don't like mushrooms." Bellamy's expression became a little serious, "Rose, eat it for me."

Only if young people endure more hardships will they be successful in the future.