Chapter 253 Drowning

"Clang!" The black blade in Charles' hand plunged into the wall. But before he could pull it out, there was a squeak, and a white water line pierced his body directly.

Under the effect of strong pressure, the waterline seemed to become a sharp knife, cutting through Charles' clothing and skin, and drilling into his body.

Charles let out a low growl, stepped back to the side, and got rid of the impact of the water jet. In just one second, a bloody hole was cut on his left shoulder.

At this time, Charles didn't have time to pay attention to this. He looked at the gap where the waterline was still spraying, and quickly put on his diving suit.

Since there is sea water inside, it proves that the back of Gate No. 7 is connected to the outside world. If the water rises, it will be too late to wear a diving suit.

The white water column sprayed quickly, and after a while, the space inside was quickly filled with sea water, and when the internal and external pressure became the same, the water column finally stopped.

Charles took out the black blade and flesh and blood revolver and began to swing the door, the same metal door had been completely penetrated by Charles.

After he accurately found the position of the door bolt, he quickly removed it.

However, when the door opened, Charles was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Behind the door is not a room, but a huge void.

He swam over, looked up, and could vaguely see some decayed tall buildings. They come out.

It was as if a huge tunnel had been dug out by something. Its edge of the hole just included the hidden door No. 7, tearing it off completely.

"Since that's what you said, then 319 should be..." Charles slowly lowered his head, looking towards the huge black hole.

Vaguely, Charles seemed to see something huge moving inside.

Just when Charles was hesitating whether to go down, "Touch!" In the silent dark water, the sudden voice made him whole.

"Tick tock" a drop of water dripped on Charles' face along the glass gap.

"This dress can't hold up anymore! I have to go up immediately!!"

Charles frantically gestured at Feuerbach with his hands.

Feuerbach also saw the line on Charles' lens, and he didn't dare to be careless. Hastily commanded the shark to take Charles upstream.

But not long after Charles surfaced, suddenly there was a sharp pain all over his body, as if his body was being burned by flames.

Charles remembered something, looked towards the wall next to him, and found that the wailing graffiti was standing on the wall, staring at himself with the sewn sunken eyes.

A black marker pen rolled and floated in front of Charles, as if reminding him of something.

Charles watched the gap in the lens grow wider and grabbed the marker with his hand and rushed to the side of the wailing graffiti and began to write.

"Attach me! I'll take you up!!"

Charles quickly turned his head and looked back, only to find that the portrait was gone.

At this moment, Charles didn't dare to delay, and quickly swung his legs and rushed up.

The shark rushed towards the surface of the water with Charles. At this time, Charles didn't care about decompression sickness anymore. He just wanted to live.

"Touch!" The pain on his face made Charles' heart twitch instantly, the lens was broken, and water poured in! !

Pressure-filled seawater poured wildly into Charles's headgear from the broken gap.

This situation didn't last long, and an even more unbearable situation appeared. The pressure gathered from all directions forced the seawater to continuously pour towards every hole in Charles' body.

Even though he held his breath, the pressure of the sea water easily broke through the line of defense.

It didn't take long for Charles' stomach and lungs to be filled with seawater, and his consciousness began to blur. The constant shaking of Feuerbach next to him didn't help.

Seeing the captain who was not moving at all, Feuerbach showed a very anxious expression on his face, he urged himself to hurry up the shark as much as possible,

The water pressure began to slowly decrease, and they finally reached the surface of the sea.

Feuerbach rushed onto the deck with Charles, whose face had turned ashen, between his arms.

"Ship doctor! The crew is here! The captain is drowning!!"

The crew of the Narwhal swarmed up.

They watched anxiously as the doctor pressed the captain's chest.

But after a few minutes, Charles with maroon lips still didn't respond, lying on the ground like a corpse, Lily next to him was already crying.

"Cry ass! As long as I'm here, he won't want to die!"

After the doctor finished speaking, he injected a bottle of yellow liquid into Charles' body, and the next second, he made a move that surprised everyone.

Charles' black blade appeared in his hand, and the doctor stabbed it directly into Charles' chest with the knife, twisting and turning, and a rib was lifted out.

Before the blood spurted out, the doctor's prosthetic limb was inserted directly along the incision, and he quickly squeezed Charles' heart.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes, with a "cough", Charles suddenly turned sideways, spitting out seawater.

Seeing this scene, a smile appeared on the doctor's ugly face, "Hurry up and carry him to my medical room, I'll put his ribs back in."

In the medical room full of all kinds of strange smells, the doctor who completed the operation was spread out on the chair, panting heavily. This intense operation was really unbearable for an elderly man.

"Don't use this kind of CPR until it's at the most critical moment. It will be very troublesome to deal with the late infection." The doctor said slowly, and Linda took a notebook to memorize silently.

"Thank you, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to come back today." Charles said with a collapsed voice, covering his wound with his hands.

The doctor didn't even bother to look at Charles. Anyway, it's nothing good for this kid to go out.

Charles was about to laugh, but the pain in his chest made him take a breath.

"Okay, don't talk, just lie down."

Charles waved his hand, "No, I mean, I found what you need below."

soon. Feuerbach walked into the medical room, holding three tablets in his hands.

The doctor stretched out his hand tremblingly to touch the cold steel, the scar on his face kept shaking, as if he didn't know what expression to use.

"Doctor, several of my sharks were also seriously injured. Now that the captain has cured them, I'll go and bring them over, please treat them." Feuerbach said towards the door of the medical room.

But just as his fingers touched the doorknob, Charles' pupils instantly shrank to a very small size, and he saw a red dot unexpectedly appear above the door at some point.

"Stop! Don't move!!" Charles' voice frightened Feuerbach's body to tremble.

"Huh?" As Feuerbach turned around with a confused face, the door behind him was opened by him.