Iinomaru just stepped down to the stairs on the next floor, and the wild fighting sounds of Gu Ming and the sailor Nagasuke had already been heard from the upper floor.

As Yi Zhicheng gave him a prompt, Gu Ming frantically chopped the ship beams as the third pillar, taking advantage of this to find opportunities to fight with ghosts.

On the fourth floor where he came, the entire huge bulge was filled with bright blue light, and a huge blue water ball was suspended in the air. Four perceptual ninjas in white robes were sitting cross-legged in four directions, sensing the strange fluctuations on the water ball.

In the center of the cabin stands an extremely thick metal pillar, with a diameter of ten meters, and is as thick as a Dinghai Shen Needle. It is covered with iron rings and dozens of iron chains as thick as wrists.

The other end of the chain is bypassed by a pulley system and tied to the waists of a group of strong men covered in whips. It is easy to see that this huge metal pillar is the so-called "death knell".

As long as these strong men drag the chains to rotate the winch, the metal column will be hung up, then reach a certain height and fall down, hitting the metal plate at the bottom of the ship, and will emit a death-knell-like oscillation ripple.

The perceived ninja will sense what is near the fleet based on the length of the feedback ripple, which plays a role similar to radar.

It is conceivable that in the complete darkness, one with eyes and the other without eyes, how would it be a one-sided situation when fighting? It is no wonder that Mizuki can unify the sea.

At this time, in addition to these slave-like men and four perception ninjas at the bottom of the ship, there was a fat fat pig with a naked upper body and a bloated body on the street stall at the corner of the wall. He was lying in the corner of the ship until he snored and was filled with half-chewed greasy barbecue and empty wine bottles.

"Slave owner——Watermelon forest"

Everyone likes to call him Roushan, a monster with great strength, cruel personality, and a hobby of eating people.

"Installing the detonation talisman! Quick!" The first mate couldn't take care of so much, and immediately jumped towards the huge metal pillar, hanging the explosive pack filled with the detonation talisman on various components of the metal pillar.

However, in a corner where no one noticed, a long whip broke through the air without warning and turned into a black lightning and slapped on the back of the first mate.

In a dreamy moment, the first mate's upper body exploded into a blood mist, and his empty lower body fell down weakly. Even the Six Path Immortals could only shake their heads when they saw this injury.

"It seems that some delicious meat has entered my territory... I haven't ordered food yet... burp..." Roushan rubbed his eyes sleepily, picked up the wine bottle beside him and took a sting, causing a stinky burp.

"This bastard..." Another crew member's eyes were red, and he urged him to rush up to avenge his brothers with hatred. He looked at the explosive pack of the detonation talisman that had not been activated on the metal pillar. He gritted his teeth and chose to complete the task first.

"Cover me!"

However, just as he turned around, the long whip in Roshan's hand had reached the air again. Two horizontal knives blocked the sailors who were covering him were directly pulled out. The blade body shattered and his arms were bent to an incredible angle. You can imagine how powerful Roshan is.

After whipping the two people away, he tried to thrust at the crew member with no effort. This time, he did not slam him, but wrapped his waist around him, pulling him back as if he was fishing and pulling him back.

The crew wanted to draw a knife to fight back, but they didn't expect that the big bloody mouth with sharp teeth on the Roushan bit his neck in one bite. The red blood immediately poured out like a fountain, splashing everywhere, making the fat pig-like Roushan look even more ferocious and terrifying.

"Delicious! Delicious! I haven't tasted such delicious meat for a long time!" Rushan stood up cheering, stretched out his fat tongue and licked the blood at the corner of his mouth.

I just sat there and couldn't notice it. At this stop, the good guy, at least 3 meters tall, is worthy of the name of the Roushan Mountain, which makes people wonder if the food on the sea is really easy to mutate into a giant.

"Have you miscalculated... Is the internal defense so exaggerated?" Yi Zhicheng frowned and began to think wildly about how to take this guy off.

"Ship doctor, go and put the explosive bags, let's go!" A younger sailor had already made a decision and rushed towards the Roushan with a scimitar.

"Don't go! It's useless!" Yi Zhicheng wanted to stop them. It was too late. Roshan was already laughing wildly and swung out a long whip. He rolled the sailor's body without any suspense, pulled it to his side, twisted the sailor's head like a soda bottle cap, and drank wildly in his mouth.

"It's delicious! It's delicious! The blood of red hair is delicious! Hahaha!" Roushan burst into another devilish laugh.

At this time, the remaining people no longer had the courage to continue fighting. They looked at Roushan in horror and kept retreating.

"Tsk tsk... I know that the old man is hungry, who is the next one to deliver the delicious buffet to his door?" Roushan seemed to be addicted to eating it, and licked his lips and slowly walked towards the remaining people.

Although this guy is not fast, his extremely powerful power and flexible whip that is comparable to a poisonous snake have pushed his strength to the strength of the physical and technical supernatural power. In terms of hard power, this group of sailors can definitely not deal with it.

Everyone had given up on resistance, only Yi Zhicheng looked at this guy's extremely bloated body calmly, thinking of a 300-pound fat man he had rescued, the scalpel cut his chest open, the yellow fat even sprayed on his face, and his heart was deformed and overwhelmed...

Yi Zhicheng slowly took off his top, revealing his tender and agile muscles, spread his arms, looked at Roshan's ugly big head calmly, and met step by step.

The rest of the people looked at Yi Zhicheng in horror, thinking he was crazy.

"Hmm?" Roshan also looked down at this little devil who didn't hide or escape.

"Please enjoy my body... In order to wait for this day, I will go home before 8 o'clock every day, without smoking, and just taste it. Go to bed at 11 o'clock in the evening, and have to sleep for 8 hours every day. I will drink a cup of hot milk before going to bed, and do a 20-minute stretching exercise to relax my body before going to bed, so that I can usually sleep until dawn. I wake up in the morning like a baby, without any fatigue or pressure. Everything is just to keep the most perfect taste when adults enjoy it..." Yi Zhicheng opened his arms, as if he was looking forward to being eaten.

"Hmm?" Roshan scratched his head, and his head, who had just woken up, obviously couldn't understand the logic.

"I won't eat anything that is bad-minded." He actually bypassed Yi Zhicheng and walked towards the other few vortex tribes.

"Nani! There is such a thing!" The Uzumaki people were in horror and wanted to imitate Izumaki to do stupid things.

Yi Zhicheng was stunned for a moment.

"That's weird! The little ghost around 15 years old is the most delicious taste! I can't wait! Huh huh huh huh!" Rou Shan suddenly grabbed Yi Zhicheng's waist with his back hand, and slowly raised it to his mouth as if Zhu Bajie was holding a child.

Looking at the ugly face full of blood, Yi Zhicheng kept calm, opened his arms, as if accepting all this calmly, and showed a faint smile: "Do you know what a 10-year cerebral thrombosis is?"

"Haha... I've decided to take any typing!"

Just as he approached his head, Yi Zhicheng pressed his hands on his temple and silently said: "Deterioration".

How bad is excessive obesity? Almost everyone can blurt out.

Hyperlipidemia, hypertension, vascular brittlement, brain stroke...

That's right, what Yi Zhicheng deteriorated was the blood vessels in Rushan's brain.

Only when Xiangrushan has a strong body shape, his blood pressure is absolutely very high, so he can support the movement of this body.

What will happen if a deteriorated blood vessel encounters hypertension?

It can be seen from the gradually stiff movements of the Roushan and the blood-filled eyes that this guy has a typical cerebral hemorrhage, commonly known as a stroke.

Rou Shan stared at the little ghost in front of him in horror. He had a clear consciousness, but he could not make any simple moves, as if he was already a bystander of his body.

Yizhicheng broke open the stiff fingers of the meat mountain one by one, looked at the corner of the guy's mouth, which was drooling, and pressed his hand on his heart.

"Disgusting guy, go to hell to atone for his sins!"

“Deterioration.”

The heart, which had been overwhelmed, instantly remembered the long-standing disrepaired water pump exploded. The super high blood pressure instantly rushed the blood in the blood vessels to the liver and kidneys. In a few breaths, his whole body failed. His heavy body fell to the ground. The orifices of the body were squirting out dark red blood, as beautiful as Manzhu Shahua blooming in hell.

"By the watermelon mountain meat forest with medical ninjutsu, evil medicine points +5"
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