I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

"Dang!" The spherical bullet seemed to hit something hard, making a resounding sound of gold and iron colliding.

In the next moment, the air rippled, and the shape of a light warship gradually emerged in the messy interior of the port.

"Navy warship?"

The pirates stared wide-eyed, they had never heard of such a weird appearance.

The iron-hulled ship with the seagull logo escaped and appeared in front of the pirates without warning.

The hound marks blown by the wind on the banner revealed the true identity of these mysterious guests.

The sounds of piercing the air were intertwined together, and the unsheathed cold lights shone with a terrifying luster, bringing blood to the sky.

"It's the Expeditionary Army!!!?" The blond spy on the edge sank to the bottom of the valley without any hesitation. He turned around and rushed towards the mountain forest where he could hide.

These guys are professional killing machines!

The pirate captain stepped back and turned himself into the middle of his cronies who surrounded him in a defensive formation. The expression on his face was stunned and vicious, and the next moment he took out a phone bug from his pocket to communicate with the main pirate ship.

"Bombard the hostages on the beach! Don't ask why! Let the gunners on our ship fire! Let them taste the power of the 55-pound gun and blow the civilians and the navy away!"

The sailors who had joined hands to protect the civilians behind them looked indifferent, and turned a deaf ear to the whistling of the shells.

Luo Xindi took over the coat that a school official took off, and wrapped a naked woman tightly, and he said loudly: "Xiu En!"

"Cannonballs?" A navy with a white mask covering most of his face took a light step forward, staring closely at the artillery fire that was about to cover this area in the distance.

"Cannonball." Rossindi nodded, although the battle plan had to be adjusted due to the development of the matter, so that they had no time to approach the pirate ship.

But what does it matter? It's nothing more than the order.

"Withered!" The arm of the rusty fruit capable user turned an arc in the air, and every solid iron ball that came into contact with his limbs was like a ball of snow hitting the hot iron plate, turning into Slices of reddish-brown powder.

The pirate captain was dumbfounded by this unbelievable scene. He froze for a moment, and encouraged himself:

"Come here! I'm one-eyed..."

Before the old pirate leader who was known for his ruthless style could utter nonsense, his only remaining one eye suddenly protruded from its socket, hanging alone in mid-air.

A large stream of blood spurted from the depths of the pirate captain's eye sockets, dripping down the other's rough and greasy cheeks.

It was as if a sharp knife pierced through the back of his head and came out through the skull.

The scene around the empty area behind the pirate captain blinked, overlapping and blurring like a mirage, and then returned to calm.

Only a cold hum was left in the strong wind.

"Only your mother, old blind man."

299. Pain (Part 2)

"Boat...captain?" The old pirate, who was guarded by his cronies in the core area, staggered two steps and fell headlong on the dusty beach.

The backbone of these pirate groups until their captain falls, has a dreamlike sense of unreality.

The cunning and ruthless [One-Eyed Owl] actually died so easily? Before he could even utter a harsh word, someone stabbed him through the back of the head with a sharp blade and killed him on the spot?!

[Who is it?] This idea is growing crazily in the hearts of the pirates, and they all died so simply under the heavy protection. Wouldn't it be easier for them to be killed by the invisible navy?

They looked around in a panic, trying to find the assassin.

And the miserable howls all around made this group of bullying guys stretch their nerves to the extreme.

The killing of the expeditionary army was efficient and concise, without any "jianghu" morality, glory and reputation.

These elite commanders in the headquarters didn't care about the huge gap between the thieves and their own combat power at all, relying on the mobility of the six styles to interweave a wide three-dimensional living killing array in the sand and mid-air.

Like grinding iron with a grinding wheel, the outermost pirates were torn into pieces of flesh and blood in an instant.

All the pirates could do at this time was to step back step by step and try their best to stick together with the gang on the same ship, so as to avoid being smashed to pieces by the navy's weird killing array.

But the backbone of the pirates who were already standing in the central core area of ​​the sand saw something unusual.

These notorious headquarters expedition troops among the pirates seem to be deliberately letting them get together.

And when this group of vicious gangsters gathered together, the naval officers in the trench coat of justice stopped in their tracks.

There was no more sound of sword clashing, and the entire battlefield formed a strange silence at this moment.

Only the slow slapping of the waves and the excited shouts of the civilians echoed one after another on the small island.

In the next moment, even these voices were forcibly deprived. If the previous silence was naturally formed by the confrontation between the two sides, then the current silence where the waves are still washing the beach but no sound can be heard is completely creepy.

Dead silence.

In this chilling atmosphere, every pirate's heart began to beat crazily unconsciously.

In the silent environment, suddenly, a spring of blood rising like a fountain attracted everyone's attention.

One after another, in the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen headless corpses in the outermost circle surrounded by pirates.

This time, the only surviving Pirate Bailai finally connected this terrifying invisible murderous intent with the high-ranking officer in the expeditionary force who was said to be famous even in the New World.

"It's [Fraudster]!! The number one assassin of the legion who can play hide-and-seek with Kaido has made a move!" A pirate with his pants hanging down on his knees said shyly.

The air he inhaled became more fishy and sweet, and the rust-like light red smell permeated the beach, lingering on the blades of the mad dogs of the expeditionary army.

The air seemed to be getting thicker, and every breath brought unspeakable psychological pressure.

The invisible enemy is watching them from nowhere, but every heartbeat and breath seems not to come from the pirates themselves.

But by the ears.

The occasional heat blowing across the skin and hair made them look back frequently.

Not knowing where the enemy is exactly is the scariest thing on the battlefield.

When the stagnant atmosphere climbed to the highest peak, the famous naval spy in the New World showed his real body ten meters away in front of these pirates.

He was tossing a short knife in his hand, staring at the pirates who were trapped in the center of the battle to keep warm with a half-smile.

Even though he is the top spy, Lindemann voluntarily exposed his figure. He stepped forward with his right foot, his left foot and right foot were separated at 90°, and his waist sank to form a standard fencing gait.

What's even weirder is that the man holding the short knife slowly put the knife back into its sheath, making a hidden front-like movement.

"He... what is he doing?"

"I don't know! But I saw a short knife in his hand. Is he planning to throw the weapon as a projectile?"