The Mayflower opened the wave of European immigration to North America.
One night one year and two months after the Mayflower arrived in North America, a medium-sized three-masted sailing ship carried more than two hundred passengers and struggled through the rough waves.
Crawling on the surface of the sea.
There is no record of this sailing ship in history, and the passengers on it are the standard ancestors who created the United States: robbers, gangsters, bankrupt small businessmen, and exiled prisoners.
In Europe, these social rubbish will become the elite of some emerging country in the future.
The side currents hit the hull of the sailboat, and the half-open sail drove the cables to creak and groan in the strong side wind.
The hull of the ship was in and out of the waves, trembling violently.
The passengers carefully lay down in the cabin, praying wildly in their hearts.
The prayers they, these wonderful people, had owed in the first half of their lives, were all made up at once today.
God would be happy.
Only one person, one body.
The middle-aged man with a thick beard in a black robe grabbed the cabin door with his left hand and stuck his head out to look at something.
A bolt of lightning struck down, and on the ship's mast, more than a dozen spherical lightnings were swimming cracklingly, looking like ghosts.
A crew member with a rope tied around his waist came over with difficulty and shouted: "Damn it, go back to the cabin, don't let us waste time taking care of you, do you think you are a noble?"
The man in black showed a strange smile: "I have the title of earl, sir."
The crew member was stunned for a moment, took a hard breath, climbed to the second mast of the ship, and followed the captain's instructions, chopped off the cable with an axe, and let the sail fall down with a clatter.
Taking advantage of another flash of lightning, the man in black saw a faint black shadow appearing on the sea in front of the ship.
He murmured in a low voice: "Oh, it's coming soon.
The wild new world is a wonderful place full of gold.
I hope those people won't think of it, but can these crew members keep the secret?
Of course not, for a gold coin, they can betray me." 100 times, I don’t have the worth of Christ.
His life is at least worth a bag of silver coins.”
The man in black looked at the passengers in the cabin strangely, then immediately turned to look at the land in front of him, thinking in a low voice: "Probably, there is still ten miles away.
In such weather, it is impossible for ordinary people to get ashore alive." " The face of the man in black changed several times, and finally nodded gently: "I probably won't survive ten miles.
With my strength, can I still last ten miles?
I should be able to...
Maybe, I should be able to."
His heart skipped a beat, he stamped his feet fiercely, and roared at the dark sky.
A hazy holy white light enveloped him, and it shot through the sky like a shooting star.
The crewmen who were struggling to tie things up on the deck knelt down in horror, mumbling incessantly.
A thick cross of holy light roared out from the meteor, splitting the bow of the sailboat into pieces.
With the help of the recoil of the Holy Light Cross Sword, the meteor transformed by the man in black rushed towards the North American continent at a speed of three thirds.
The poor sailboat was hit by the wind and waves, and a large amount of sea water followed the five-meter-diameter Many holes were filled in, and the sailboat had no time to struggle.
It was overturned by the wind and waves, and then turned into pieces.
The white meteor was traveling rapidly through the wind and waves.
The injuries he suffered when escaping from Rome began to relapse at this moment.
The man in black managed to hold on.
When he was only more than fifty meters away from the coast, a thick Lightning struck down from the sky and hit him in the waist. . .
The white meteor sank downwards and fell into the sea.
The wind and waves were rough all night, and at dawn, the wind and waves seemed to be tired, so they secretly sneaked back to their homes to rest.
Countless rags were washed up on the beach by the wind and waves, including barrels, wood chips, rags, various utensils, and the biggest garbage, that is, people.
Wisps of thin white mist lingered on the beach.
The waves that were so wild and raging last night were now as docile as a puppy, gently licking everything on the beach with their white tongue.
Several large deer cautiously walked out of the forest on the shore, looked around with their big heads, and jumped happily to the beach, gently licking the salt on the beach with their wet tongues.
Pieces of broken planks from the sailboat were washed up.
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It seemed that in addition to the unknown sailboat, at least three sailboats were wrecked in the storm.
A dozen Indians covered in red or white stripes came out of the woods.
They were used to wandering around the beach after storms to see if they could pick up something useful.
Often, their The harvest did not disappoint them.
The big deer heard the footsteps and ran away quickly one after another.
Several Indians were caught off guard.
The javelins in their hands had just been thrown out, but they almost hit the tail of a big deer.
Several Indians People laughed, and the javelin throwers shook their heads helplessly, laughed a few times, and walked towards the javelins they planted on the beach.
Several other people had already begun to search nearby, happily picking up items such as pipes, tea cups, spoons and other items.
Several people who went to pick up the javelin suddenly shouted in fear, and several other people quickly held their weapons tightly and hurried over.
A man in black, with tattered clothes and sandy hair and beard, stood up unsteadily from a large pile of kelp and other garbage, glanced up and down at his body, and said, There were bursts of proud laughter.
The Indians stared at this guy blankly and asked him in half-baked English they had just learned: "Sir, are you... okay?"
The man in black ignored their inquiries, but spread out his tightly held left hand in the direction of the rising sun.
A crystal clear thing, emitting dazzling golden light, lay in the palm of his hand.
The Indians moved forward curiously, and a strong white energy came from the hands of the men in black and swept towards their necks.
Seven or eight heads flew out.
Amidst the screams, the necks of several other people were opened.
The boss fell to the ground with a cut.
The man in black exhausted his remaining strength and delivered a killing blow.
He looked around nervously, held his left hand firmly, and staggered towards the woods not far away.
After a long time, an Indian who was paralyzed on the ground groaned and moved, crawling towards his tribe's camp with difficulty.
The last blow of the man in black had little strength left.
After slicing his companion's neck, he was no longer able to kill him.
The lucky guy crawled hard. . .
Early in the morning, Yi Chen was woken up by the noise outside.
Many people were making noises very close to each other outside.
Yi Chen was shocked.
This hotel is now a good place for the three parties to gather.
God knows whether the two sides will have different opinions after meeting.
After seeing this, Yi Chen quickly stood up and rushed out of his room.
Later, Feili was dissatisfied and pulled up the quilt that had brought him flying, and complained in a low voice: "Let them beat him to death, boss, why are you working so hard?"
Yi Chen rushed outside and found a dozen hotel employees gathered around the door of Michelle's room in a fuss, while Dracula and several vampires guarded the door.
Dracula almost bared his teeth and yelled arrogantly: "How our baby Michelle likes to play is her business, you have no right to interfere."
Yi Chen frowned and looked in through the wide open door.
On the balcony of the living room, Michelle was standing on the railing with a smile and jumping up and down, shouting: "Wow, the weather is nice..." .
It’s so far away. . . .
Hehe, I don’t know what it’s like to jump.”
Yi Chen almost fainted, no wonder the people in the hotel were so nervous.
Michelle is a little devil. . .
As for Dracula and the others, maybe the hotel will file a complaint against them to the New York Police Department, complaining that they abused children and intentionally caused a little girl to commit suicide.
A cheerful voice sounded: "Haha, what a cute little girl, haha...
Hey, what are these people doing around here?
People like to play on it, what does it have to do with these guys?"
Yi Chen turned around and Tianleizi touched his belly. , with three animal spirits watching the fun.
Dracula said in a deep voice: "Yes, you also think these people are too boring, don't you?"
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He used a pure Chinese accent.
Tianleizi nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I'm sorry, you bat spirits are not afraid of falling to death anyway..."
Tianleizi never had any good words, so he simply pointed out the identities of Dracula and the others.
Dracula's expression changed, and he roared: "Don't treat us like those damn low-level creatures, you understand, damn old man."
Tianleizi laughed: "Well, it's my ancestor's fault.
Are you older or me?
Grand Master, I am, um, about four hundred years old this year.
How old are you?"
Dracula was dumbfounded and muttered in his heart: "It seems that I made a mistake, but if humans are not older than me, how can they have a little more power than me?"
Yi Chen leaned against the wall weakly.
He had already told Tianleizi not to provoke Dracula and the others, but Tianleizi was clearly afraid that the world would not be chaotic and he could not do anything he wanted.
The monks of this sect can't compete with the dark group. . .
Another thought came to Yi Chen's mind: "Damn it, why can't the monks and the dark group join forces..."
Just let Yi Chen think over there.
At this moment in the New York Police Department, their boss has already signed a resignation letter with trembling hands, muttering in a low voice: "God, I won't do this job anymore." , I’m going crazy.
The world is going crazy.”
The three senior police officers helplessly looked at their boss who was on the verge of collapse and asked helplessly: "Chief, the witnesses outside are almost going crazy, including one of our police officers.
How should we deal with this?"
The director looked at them blankly and showed a strange smile: "I have resigned.
I don't care about these things.
If there are more than a dozen witnesses, we can shut them up and throw all the information into the trash."
But there are thousands of witnesses this time.
I have no choice but to let the New York City Hall handle it.”
The door to his office was rudely pushed open, and three cool guys in black suits and black sunglasses walked in and said in a cold tone: "No, dear Director, your resignation letter has been rejected.
No, you don't need to send the letter. . .
You must stick to your position.
We need an experienced person to assist us at this time.
Of course, your office building is occupied by us. ” The tallest police officer pressed forward, slowly reaching for his gun with his right hand, and roared at the three men in black: "Who are you?
What are you doing here to commandeer our building?
Do you think you are?"
Damn it."
The man in black in the middle punched him in the stomach.
The nearly two-meter-tall police officer suddenly retched and fainted on the ground.
The man in black who hit the person smiled: "We are part of the US Federal Top Secret Investigation Division, maybe we are ANBC."
The three men in black smiled and said to the other three stunned people in the office: "Our power Guaranteed we can do whatever we ask, so... ok gentlemen, you should be at work."
The man in black in the middle raised a finger and said softly: "The first thing is to shut up those bastards outside.
Of course, we need to take some special measures, dear sir, Give us a huge hall, so our hypnosis master can completely forget everything."
As if he was truly hypnotized, the director with the resignation letter in his hand tore up his own letterhead, while the other two police officers strode out and roared: "Damn it, you bastards, you still What's going on?
Well, gentlemen and ladies, we'll give you an explanation of everything you've seen.
Come here, come here.
Yeah, go to the garage in the basement.
There's all the answers there."
A dozen men in black immediately followed the two police officers.
After the witnesses who reported the crime left, a large number of men in black poured into the office building of the New York Police Department, began to set up those strange instruments, and rushed They drove the police officers out like animals, leaving only the senior police officers to cooperate with their work.
Under Yi Chen's stunned eyes, Tianleizi smiled and hooked up with Dracula.
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The two toasted each other, and then drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
Seeing that everyone in the hotel had left, Michelle simply flew up in the room, shouting loudly: "I want to go to shog, I want to go to shog...
Sabia, Kru...
Well, And Yi, Jester, and Chekov all went shopping with me."
Yi Chen shrugged helplessly, and Dracula smiled, looking at Yi Chen with a threatening look.
Yi Chen nodded and yawned: "Okay, eldest lady, I'm going to change clothes now...
You two, talk slowly, talk slowly, of course, I don't know you two."
Michelle cheered, threw herself on Yi Chen's body, beat Yi Chen's head, and forced Yi Chen out as if riding a horse.
Sabia and Kelu showed happy eyes and followed Yi Chen cautiously more than five meters away.
Dracula waved his hand and closed the door to his room, then said to Tianleizi in a deep voice: "Hello, now you can tell me your purpose of coming, right?"
Tianleizi nodded and said with a smile: "We are looking for trouble with those bastards upstairs, but we don't want to have any disputes with you.
Frankly speaking, there are so many of you, and our masters can kill thirteen of you."
The strongest, but our disciples may not be able to deal with your subordinates, so don't misunderstand us when we take action. " Dracula frowned, gently stroked his gray hair, nodded, and whispered: "Ah, it turns out they were the Japanese.
Well, the people I attacked that day were also their people, right?
Those people are called ninjas." . . .
Is there a young man among you?
Tianleizi laughed awkwardly: "Ah, well, there are many young people among us.
Of course, I am comparing myself with you...
Hahahahahaha."
Dracula looked at Tianleizi fiercely and said in a ferocious voice: "Then, that guy, that guy who fought with me, is one of yours."
Tianleizi said frankly: "If he takes action seriously, you are no match, because at most you will be on a tie with me, and he...
Xiaoyao Sect Leader's strength far exceeds that of Lao Taoist me."
Dracula was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said: "What kind of creatures are you, the same as us, advanced non-human creatures?"
Tianleizi was stunned for a long time, how to explain this?
In the center of Manhattan, there is a black building that looks like a tall tower stacked one above another.
At the top of the building, there is a huge, crescent moon logo.
Surrounding the building is a green space about a hundred meters wide, surrounded by a ten-meter-high iron mesh.
A black Lincoln slowly drove into the iron grid and parked at the entrance of the building.
A middle-aged man with tan skin, wearing a brown suit, and strangely thick hair with disheveled hair.
Several young people with equally weird decorations got out of the car and flashed the badges made of skulls on their hands.
The iron door at the entrance automatically slid open gently.
The middle-aged man walked in with others, and the iron door immediately closed lightly.
In the hall inside the gate, more than thirty young people with light tan skin stood in an arc holding various automatic weapons.
When they saw the middle-aged man coming in, they immediately bent down respectfully and said: "Welcome, Priest Habina."
The priest nodded and said in a deep voice: "Be safe, pay attention.
I have a bad feeling recently, the scarlet blood is approaching our tribe, be careful, warriors."
These young people nodded silently and tightly grasped the weapons in their hands.
In a high-rise building opposite the building, Galanti put down the telescope in her hand and hummed: "Luonan, my old friend, these damn Indians...
I don't feel that there is anyone in the building who can threaten us.
The power, how about you?”
Luonan glared at Galanti: "Galanti, have you forgotten?
The scarab can cover up all the energy aura within 500 meters of it.
We cannot sense anything in that building."
Galanti slapped her forehead fiercely: "Oh, God, I was negligent...
Of course, Luonan, you know much more about scarabs than I do.
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This, I know it."
It’s a priceless treasure, but can you tell me what it contains?”
Luonan shook his head quickly: "Hush, Galanti, His Majesty the Pope will not be happy that you ask this.
Of course, it is said that it was a little beetle that was once blessed by Christ.
Oh, who knows?
Anyway, it has endless strength."
Galanti's eyes lit up: "Power" Luonan laughed softly: "Power, power, is power."
Galanti murmured in a low voice: "No wonder His Majesty is eager to retrieve it...
Well, we need to speed up our actions.
I feel that New York has been very unstable recently.
It seems that there are several inexplicable forces involved. ” Luonan frowned: "My premonition is not a very auspicious one.
Well, Luoyue, the most powerful tribe among the Indians, what kind of strength can they have now?"
Michelle grabbed Yi Chen's ears, climbed directly from him to Fei Li's bed, slapped Fei Li's face and shouted: "Sister Fei Li, get up, let's go shopping...
Hee hee."
Feili's eyes widened suddenly, and she got into a quarrel with Michelle.
The two of them were laughing and joking, regardless of the fact that Yi Chen's face next to her was getting more and more bitter.
In the residence of the others upstairs, Elder Longshan was shouting loudly: "The people we met from the Holy See should definitely be from the Holy See.
They are not very powerful.
We, the samurai of the Japanese Empire, can definitely destroy them.
Yamaguchi Mu Let’s go back and teach the Holy See.”
The other elders nodded proudly.
After all, judging from the battle last night, their warriors still had a great advantage.
Of course, there was still a clear-minded elder who said: "Then, should we mobilize more people?"
All the elders nodded gently, but it became a problem for them to mobilize the manpower of which force
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