Pirate Dark Master

In area 7 of the illegal zone, a boat docked on the shore, and then people on the boat got off one by one, pushing small cars.

The car is covered by black cloth, but through the shape of the car you can easily see that there is an iron cage on the car.

Others looked at the people pushing the iron cages with disgust. These were slave traders, and slave traders, even bad guys like them, felt disgusted.

After all, no one wants to be a slave.

And in a place like the Chambord Islands, the fate of slaves is often very tragic.

They watched indifferently and had no intention of intervening. They would not look for trouble. Besides, they have stayed in the Chambord Islands for so long. The biggest improvement is to get used to some things.

Moreover, these slave traders are numerous and have guns in their hands. No one will lose his life or become a slave of these slave traders.

"Haha, what a big harvest this time. This big guy will keep us happy for a long time." A slave trader laughed excitedly, not caring at all about the looks around him.

When he started this business, he was mentally prepared. He might be a little angry at first, but gradually he got used to it.

In this prosperous archipelago, countless vices, habits, and often the most terrible things have sprung up.

"That guy can't get up, right? In order to catch him, we lost a lot of manpower." Another person was a little worried, looking at the largest cage car, the height of the cage reached five meters.

"It's been a long time. I'm afraid that the effect of the medicine has worn off and it will be troublesome if he has strength again. Do you want to continue to take some medicine?"

"No, it's too much trouble. We've all come back. It'll be fine in such a short time." The slave trader was very confident, patted his companion on the shoulder and said with a smile. Now, he seemed to have seen a lot of Baileys. "We are.

He received five times the dose of anesthesia, and now he can’t move even if he wants to, maybe he’s still sleeping.”

"Yeah, but I was so lucky. I randomly found an uninhabited island to stop and rest, and I met such a strong fishman."

"Nowadays, murlocs are very rare, and the price has increased a lot. For such a top-quality product, it is no problem to pay ten times more than ordinary murlocs. If there are Tianlong people who like murlocs, the price can be higher.

If it were doubled or tripled, it would be really developed." The slave trader said excitedly.

There are relatively few fishmen on the market now, because the flag of the Whitebeard Pirates has been planted on Fishman Island. The Whitebeard Pirates are a strong deterrent, and many slave traders dare not run to Fishman Island.

Coupled with the fishman guards on Fishman Island, this also forced back many slave traders.

But there are still slave traders who go to Fish-Man Island. They go there secretly, disguise themselves as pirates, and run away after catching them. Some pirates will also work part-time as slave traders because of the huge profits from slave trading.

However, compared to before, there are indeed a lot fewer murlocs. Things are more expensive when they are scarce. The selling price of murlocs has also increased a little, but only a little.

Many humans are very discriminatory towards murlocs, and few people like murloc slaves, but some celestial beings like them very much. The place with the most murloc slaves is the holy land of Mariejoia.

He is confident that the Celestial Dragons will definitely like this fishman slave very much and can definitely buy it at a high price.

While they were talking, in the largest iron cage car, a huge body knelt down inside the cage. He was awake and could hear the voices of slave traders outside, which made him feel angry, very angry.

A large amount of anesthesia was injected into his body, making him unable to move and even unconscious.

But his strong physique allowed him to recover somewhat.

In the darkness, the scarlet and bloodthirsty eyes were shining, with extreme terror. Around the blood pupils, dense bloodshot eyes continued to appear with its anger.

The jagged and sharp teeth were biting tightly, making a slight but sharp friction sound.

Power gradually surged up, anger, the blood was flowing rapidly and boiling, and the heat in the body was rising.

This contributed to the weakening of the drug's effect on him.

He became more and more angry, his eyes became more violent, and he became more bloodthirsty. He knelt there quietly, waiting for his body to recover and for an opportunity.

But the slave traders outside suddenly felt a chill and didn't know what was going on.

But in the distance, Tiqi and the others discovered him in a restaurant.

Except for Teach and the others, there were no other customers in this restaurant, and they were all scared away.

"Interesting." Xiliu wiped the beloved knife in his hand, looked in the direction of the slave trader, and smiled slightly.

Lafitte pinched the brim of his hat, crossed his legs, and held a cane in one hand.

They have noticed a somewhat familiar aura, that bloodthirsty and violent aura. It is very obscure and seems to be suppressing, but it is gathering, growing, and waiting to explode.

"Gall, what do you feel?" Legoat noticed Gal's expression and asked with a smile.

"Angry, extremely angry." Gal said lightly, but his fists were clenched involuntarily, and the powerful aura on his body leaked out a little.

Gal is a user with the Rage Fruit ability, so he is very sensitive to emotions, especially anger. He was the first to notice something strange in the cage.

Others were a little curious as to why Gal's mood fluctuated so much and he couldn't even control his breath. Although it didn't show on the surface, they could feel Gal's anger.

You know, Gal can now control his anger and will not easily explode except in battle.

But Teach knew clearly that he was probably touched by the words of the two slave traders.

You must know that before meeting Teach, Gal was a slave. The experiences of the two were very similar. He was captured by slave traders on an island, became a slave, and was sent to the Chambord Islands.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Although Gal has no sympathy for slaves, he hates slave traders very much.

On the day he left the Chambord Islands, the slave shop where he was kept was bloodbathed by Gal. Except for those slaves, whether they were slave traders or slaves' minions, he killed them all.

But Teach was interested in the fish-man in the cage.

"Don't be in a hurry if you want to take action. Just watch him first and see what moves he will make." Tiqi said with a smile. The bloodthirsty and violent aura did not come from frequent killings, but from this fish-man.

's body.

It is somewhat similar to Gal's transformation into a moon lion form, both are derived from the power of blood and are innate.

However, Gal's bloodline power is dormant and needs to be activated, and the bloodline power of this fishman directly affects the state of this fishman.

One is implicit and the other is explicit.

They could feel that the fishman slaves imprisoned in the cage were about to explode soon.

The slave traders' team advanced in the middle of the road. There were hundreds of people in the team. With the iron cage cars containing slaves, the people on the road scattered to both sides of the road.

This seems to be a large-scale slave trader organization, which they cannot provoke. Besides, there are powerful backends behind these slave traders.

The fish-man in the cage feels almost ready. The anesthetic is quickly dissipating and he can already move his body.

And his anger had reached its extreme and he couldn't bear it anymore.

The bloodthirsty and violent aura suddenly erupted and spread violently to all directions.

Although breath is something that cannot be seen, it can be felt, just like murderous aura.

These slave traders were very sharp and alert instantly.

next moment.

With a loud "Boom!", the largest iron cage car seemed to be hit from the inside out by a powerful force. The steel cage bent and a large piece protruded. How powerful is this? You know, these cages are all

It is made of special materials and is very hard.

Even the strength of a giant is of no use to it.

These slave traders were very shocked, but they instinctively avoided it. When they reacted, they took out their weapons one by one, gathered together, surrounded the entire iron cage car, and stood ready.

This violent move also knocked away the black cloth covering the cage, revealing the figure inside.

This is a fishman, a tall fishman, a five-meter-high cage, and this fishman can only kneel inside.

The dark blue skin, the sharp and huge teeth, and the bloody eyes full of cruelty seemed to make them feel fear, the pressure of the superiors, the breath of beasts, and the coldness, as if they were being targeted by the ferocious sea kings.

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There is also a steel muzzle in the mouth of this fish-man, but it is now in disgrace. Judging from the marks on it, it has been broken free by the fish-man with powerful force and bitten into pieces with his teeth.

The fishman's legs were tied with shackles and connected to a huge iron ball, as if to restrict the fishman's movements.

"You damn guys, I'm going to kill you!" the fishman roared angrily, grabbing the railings of the iron cage with his thick arms and pulling hard to both sides.

With the sound of "squeaking", the entire railing was pulled open, showing the powerful strength of this fish man.

The railings were pulled open, and the fishman walked out of the cage smoothly. Dragging the two big iron balls with his legs, his tall body stood up. His strong body was like a little giant. At a glance, he was seven meters tall.

many.

"Go to hell." Mog Raton waved his big hand. Taking advantage of the time when these slave traders were frightened, he directly grabbed two slave traders with his big hand. With a strong force, the sound of bones colliding could be clearly heard.

, two slave traders were crushed to death.

Then he tore off a railing from the cage and used it as a weapon. With a powerful swing, several slave traders were knocked out and fell to the ground vomiting blood.

In a short period of time, more than a dozen slave traders died in the hands of this fishman.

"Quick, quick, shoot, stop him, but don't kill him." The leader of the slave trader shouted loudly, looking at the fish-man with an excited smile on his face.

He didn't care about the death of these men. There were so many of them anyway that it wouldn't matter if they all died, and they could still replace them with another batch.

But this fish man, with his many years of experience in the industry, is also well-informed and is definitely a rare treasure.

He can guarantee that there will definitely be many Celestial Dragons who will pay a high price for him. With his tall body, he can become a favorite mount of the Celestial Dragons.

This ferocious posture and powerful strength can also make him an excellent warrior in the Tianlong arena.

In his eyes, this was not a powerful fish-man, but a money bag and a huge treasure.

"Get your anesthesia guns ready, knock this fishman down for me."

Although the fishman Raton was very angry, he did not lose his mind. After hearing the words of the slave trader leader, he began to secretly become vigilant.

The thing that immobilized his body was the tranquilizer gun. If he was really hit, he would definitely fall down. He didn't want to bear this feeling of losing consciousness and being unable to resist again.

Therefore, he began to become more violent, dragging the big iron ball with his legs.

Holding a long iron pole in each hand, basically no one can withstand a blow.

With a bloodthirsty look, he showed no mercy in the face of these slave traders. He walked towards the slave traders who were lying on the ground and stepped on them. With such cruelty and powerful force, these slave traders who were still alive were trampled to death directly.

Blood flowed from their feet, and their bodies seemed to be crushed to pieces.

This absolute violence made some people’s eyes light up, including Tiqi and the others. This fish-man is very powerful. Although it is not enough for Tiqi and the others in terms of strength, the potential of this fish-man is

Obvious.

Born with a strong body, as long as you learn the two-color domineering, you can become a powerful fighting force.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! At the same time, this fishman also has good fighting awareness. He shot at him one by one and avoided half of the bullets left and right. His huge body was originally like

A target and these two big iron balls restricting his movement are pretty good.

Bullets fell on his body one after another, but were resisted by his strong muscles and did not cause fatal injuries to him.

"Oops, boss, all our tranquilizer guns are gone." A slave trader shouted in panic. He couldn't believe it. It seemed that he had encountered a supernatural incident. How could their tranquilizer guns disappear when they were fine?

On the other side, Nelson smiled. This was of course his arm. How could such a good scene end prematurely.

"What?" The leader of the slave traders frowned. He did not expect such a thing to happen. "Then don't hold back, just give them all to me."

Since there is no tranquilizer gun, we can only do it with real guns.

Originally, because of their boss's words, they acted in a measured manner and waited for the arrival of the tranquilizer gun. They also knew that this was an important cargo with huge value.

Now they don't have to worry about it. As long as they don't harm the fishman's life, it doesn't matter if he is disabled. It can be cured anyway.

One by one, the slave traders raised their guns and shot at the huge body of the fishman. The injuries on the fishman Laton quickly worsened, but the pain made him even more bloodthirsty.

The iron ropes were pulled by each other by the slave traders, circling around the fish-man, trying to tie up the fish-man.

They have captured ferocious beasts and are very experienced in dealing with such huge creatures.

Soon the fishman was tied up with chains, unable to move. He struggled on the ground, but it was of no use. The main reason was that the big iron balls on his legs restricted him too much.

Together with many slave traders, the fishman was imprisoned again. In the process, it cost the lives of three slave traders, who were bitten to death by the crazy fishman.