Pirate Family

All the navy, including some naval officers above the rank of lieutenant admiral who had followed the Warring States for a long time, had incredible expressions on their faces after hearing the orders of the Warring States Period.

They all knew what the Marshal of the Warring States Period had paid for this encirclement and suppression operation. He not only dispatched the naval troops guarding several key waterways in the paradise, but also personally formulated detailed plans.

Among them, which pirates appeared on Golan Island, what were their weaknesses, and which naval officer was going to deal with him, all of these were well planned.

For this operation, they paid a lot of effort. And now, just because of a phone call, they are going to terminate this operation?

The naval officers felt that they were being played with, but there was nothing they could do about it, because this world, after all, was the world of the World Government, and the Navy Headquarters was just a department under the World Government.

Even as an admiral of the navy, he is just a tool of the Tianlong people.

"Is there any Tianlong people involved in this incident?"

Lieutenant General He took a step forward, looked at Zhan Guo, and asked in a low voice.

"It's not that simple."

Warring States shook his head, and then said bitterly.

"The one who issued this order is Wu Laoxing."

The word "Wuluoxing" is like a mountain, pressing down on the heart of the navy.

There is no need for other explanations, just the word Wulaoxing is enough to explain everything.

In this world, no one can stop Wu Laoxing's decision.

There is no one person, or any force. Can fight against the Five Old Stars who control the world government.

"Sakaski should be in the nearby waters."

Warring States said slowly.

"Convey my order and let Sakaski come over quickly."

He looked at the fog, as if he wanted to pass through the fog and see Golan Island not far away.

"The Demon Slaughter Order is about to begin..."

Sengoku murmured.

...

In the waters near Golan Island, a small boat is galloping in this sea area.

A man who covered himself in a cloak looked at the small island gradually disappearing at the end of the sea with a complicated expression.

"You are more cruel than I imagined."

It seemed that he felt that someone was approaching him, so he turned his back to that person and said slowly.

"There is no difference between the most extreme justice and pure evil, right? There is no difference between you who are high above, and us who are scrambling in the quagmire and spurned by everyone."

"Justice, evil, are just adjectives."

The man's voice was extremely hoarse, as if there was a hole in his mouth, leaking the wind.

An old voice sounded behind the man.

"What is justice? What is evil? It's just defined by the winner."

"Are you the winner?"

The man turned around and said disdainfully, behind him stood a tall old man in a wine red suit with short blond hair.

The shirt inside the suit was open, revealing his strong chest. And on the brown muscle, there is a terrifying scar.

This old man, when he was young, was also a ruthless character.

Seeing that the man dared to show such disrespect to the old man, several masked waiters wanted to take a step forward to teach this ignorant man a lesson, but the old man stopped him.

"It used to be."

The old man said with some nostalgia.

"But in the end, we all failed."

"You have great potential. I can see the desire to live in your eyes."

The old man looked at the man in front of him who covered himself in the hood, paused, and continued.

"I like your eyes very much, and the hatred in your eyes."

"Is this why you rescued me from that hell..."

The man said in a daze that when he was trapped in that cave, he thought he would definitely die there. Surrounded by hungry lunatics, devouring the last of his companions.

Later, the navy arrived and stopped all of this, and he was logically imprisoned in the navy's prison.

Dragging his broken body, when the man thought his life would end like this, he met several men wearing masks. The guards in charge of the prison seemed to be very afraid of those masked men, so they opened the cage and released him. come out.

The man was taken to a place of luxury he had never seen in his life. The room was gilded and decorated with such luxurious decorations as he had never seen before.

A few old people were talking there, and what they said decided the man's fate.

"I want to live, I want revenge, so I chose to be your dog."

The man muttered to himself, his tone full of self-mockery.

"You are smart, don't do things that make you regret your whole life."

The old man said lightly, then turned around and returned to the deck.

The splints of the boat, leaving only the man alone. Blowing the sea breeze, he took off his hood.

What kind of face is that?

His face was full of signs of being eaten. If Oya or Bee Parker saw this scene, they would definitely recognize the man in front of them, because he was the one who had been missing for a long time, Mr. Wolf.

"This face, I'm afraid I will never have the chance to see anyone again."

Mr. Wolf laughed at himself, and then took out a mask from his pocket.

It was a mask of a blue lone wolf. He looked at this mask for a long time, and finally put this mask on his face.

The next moment, he seemed to be completely integrated with the mask, turning into a wolf.

A fierce, lonely wolf.

"Lorne, you never know what kind of monster you are being targeted by."

Mr. Wolf looked at the endless sea and said to himself.

Only after he came into contact with this level did he understand one thing, how vast the sea is, and he was still too small in the past.

In the past, he would never have imagined that the world government would have such courage. Just to prevent Lorne from obtaining the historical text, an island was directly wiped out.

Although Golan Island is still extremely prosperous, and the residents on the island are looking forward to the arrival of tomorrow, but Mr. Wolf knows that their tomorrow will never come again.

Soon after, the island. will become a hell. A real hell.

Mr. Wolf looked into the distance, as if he had seen Lorne far away in the new world after crossing many oceans.

The incident at Golan Island was nothing more than the first insignificant attempt made by the monster just waking up from sleep.

Next, there are countless terrifying nightmares waiting for Lorne.

"If you can avenge him, maybe it's not bad to be a dog."

Mr. Wolf continued. He smiled,

"Wow!"