I, The Intern, Was Overheard By Whitebeard

"Robbery~"

A light and fluffy sentence seems very perfunctory.

But with a broken arm on the ground.

It looks very spooky!

Silly!

The group of people surrounding Roy were completely dumbfounded, they never expected that such a development would happen.

It was even more unexpected that the young man in front of him would strike so decisively without hesitation.

The bloody severed arm on the ground.

Incomparably shocking.

And Marco, who was observing in secret, was also confused.

Marco's eyes widened, he was only a little bit, and he couldn't help but rushed out.

Fortunately, he restrained himself.

Marco didn't expect that Roy's shot would be so decisive and ruthless.

This is a person from my father's hometown!

Did he cut off the opponent's arm like this?

this this...

Does it fit?

It wasn't until the extremely shrill screams sounded that everyone woke up suddenly!

"Hiss ah ah ah!!!"

"my hand!!!"

"My hand!!"

"I......"

The screams came to an abrupt end, only to see a big sharp knife, which was resting on the shoulder of the man with the severed arm at some point, the blade was pressed against the man's neck, and a line of blood appeared faintly on the neck.

Roy said weakly and perfunctorily: "Are you all deaf? Don't you understand the word robbery?"

The group of people surrounding him suddenly showed panic.

Everyone was scared back several steps.

Can't wait to stay away from him.

Since it was sheltered by the Whitebeard Pirates here, basically no lawbreakers dared to make trouble here, so that the residents on the island have not experienced such a scene for an unknown period of time.

Roy obviously brought back their darkest memories.

Especially those who are older.

"You, you, you..." An old man said in horror, "This is the island sheltered by the Whitebeard Pirates, and there is the pirate flag of the Whitebeard Pirates over there, you, you, you... .You do this, you do this against the Whitebeard Pirates!"

Mentioned the Whitebeard Pirates, this old man seemed to have gained some confidence.

The old man swallowed his saliva secretly, his tone trembling: "If you know...you know, leave...leave...leave..."

However, a black muzzle made the old man feel like a duck being strangled.

He looked at the flintlock in Roy's hand in horror.

He swallowed the words that were about to come out.

The gun he brought along from the Moby Dick.

It looked pretty good at the time, so I took it away.

In fact, he doesn't know how to use it at all.

Roy is already impatient. How long are these guys going to delay?

If they drag on, wouldn't they have to work for a long time today?

[Gan! ! ! ! ! ! 】

[How is this possible! 】

In the eyes of these islanders, Roy, who holds a gun in one hand and a knife in the other, looks like a demon, as if he would harvest their lives at any time.

It seems to represent endless evil.

Even Roy's very perfunctory words on the scene, in the ears of these islanders, are the voices of death.

Where have they seen such a battle?

Years of life without thinking ahead...

They have already been raised and abandoned.

There is no blood at all.

"Do I need to say it a second time? Within an hour, I hope that there will be no less than one billion Baileys in front of me. If I can't do it, I will kill anyone I see."

"If I see anyone hiding Baileys, as long as there are more than 1,000 Baileys, I will kill them!"

Roy narrowed his eyes, and his fierce words made these people turn pale with fright.

One by one, they were so frightened that they hurriedly ran away.

I only hate my parents for losing two legs.

[Sure enough... Whitebeard's annual billions of Baileys are all used to raise a group of straw bags. I am the only one standing here, and there are not hundreds of people around me, but dozens. 】

[In the end, no one dared to attack, not even dare to say a harsh word personally. 】

[The billions of Baileys are all spent on pigs. 】

【No, this is insulting a pig! Billions of Baileys are all spent on pigs, and they can be sold for money! 】

[It's really not good, you can give it to me! 】

[What a waste of money! 】

"It's unexpectedly smooth, and it's also unexpectedly easy. These guys are too useless, can't they even resist?"

"I just said a word, and obediently ran back in fright, and obediently took out the treasure."

For the next period of time, Roy was an eye-opener.

It was the first time he had seen so many soft-boned people.

Some of them hadn't even met him, just because of that one line of his...

They all ran over in fright.

And with all kinds of treasures.

It's all piled up here.

Pile up!

[Sure enough, the reality is illogical, it’s really magical and realist. Raising a person on an island like this, and raising thousands of soft eggs, is this the so-called funding? 】

[What is the difference between this and the Qing Dynasty in the previous life? I am now like a foreigner entering the customs. Can one person scare away an army? 】

[Although this metaphor is not appropriate, it is very vivid! 】

[This is so meow, it's really a bunch of iron waste......]

[Billions of Baileys every year can feed millions of people, right? As a result, thousands of iron wastes were raised? What's the difference between these people and those Celestial Dragons? 】

[Good guy! 】

【Whitebeard can raise people like this, then he is really amazing! 】

[No wonder none of his sons can take the lead. 】

【As far as his way of protecting...】

[It's strange if you don't raise people to waste! 】

"Hey! You! Yes, don't be afraid, it's you!"

Roy suddenly waved and said to an islander, "You burn all the flags of the Whitebeard Pirates on the island."

Roy played with the blunderbuss flintlock and smiled.

"If I see a Whitebeard Pirates flag, you understand?"

The islander's complexion suddenly turned pale.

The shaking of the two legs was even more exaggerated than the engine.

Nodding like a chicken pecking at rice: "Okay!"

【well! I actually worked for half an hour today, crying! 】

[Damn Whitebeard! 】

[Evil capitalists! 】

【So tired~】

Roy murmured weakly: "Brother Ma, I have a sore back, backache, and numbness in my feet, and I can't walk. Will you fly me back later? I think it's almost okay, why don't we go back now?"

Hiding in the dark, Marco, who was shocked by the scene in front of him, didn't know what to say: "..."

People from my father's hometown.

Really useless!

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