At this time, the sea is shrouded in smoke.

A wooden plank was slowly drifting out of the smoke with the current.

On the wooden plank, there was a burly and strong man lying on his stomach.

The upper body of the strong man lies on the plank, and the lower half of the body is completely immersed in the seawater.

Even though it had floated out of the central area, there was still extreme fear on the strong man's burnt face.

A few months ago, he was a colonel in the Pirate Headquarters and had his own independent warship, but the warship and his men were wiped out on a trip to escort the nobles.

Lucky enough to pick up a life, he returned to the island where his hometown was located, and found his family, after his accident, he was captured as a slave by the nobles he protected, and when he found his family, his family had all been toyed with to death.

So since then, he has blackened, he has not returned to the naval headquarters, and after killing the entire noble family, he even slaughtered the town in his hometown.

When he heard the screams of the people, he had a kind of extreme joy that welled up from the bottom of his heart.

In fact, he would be stunned for a moment during the nights of many slaughtering towns, he knew very well, knew that he was crazy, but he couldn't stop, and he enjoyed the feeling immensely.

As for the Silver-Haired Pirates, he used to be in the Navy, and of course he knew about the silver-haired Kuta who shook the sea a few months ago!

So the first moment he saw the flag fluttering in the wind on the Liberty, as if it was spinning, he ordered a quick U-turn.

His ship was the warship he slaughtered in the first town and the naval base in that town, and he knew very well that ordinary pirate ships could not compete with the speed of warships at all.

So even though he knew the strength of the silver-haired gang, such a long distance still gave him a glimmer of life in his heart.

However, God did not fulfill people's wishes, and in his cognition, he raised the strength of the silver-haired gang as much as possible.

He didn't expect that the strength of the silver-haired gang actually surpassed his cognition and reached a level that he didn't dare to imagine at all.

He hadn't been to the New World, and he hadn't seen a general make a move, so in his cognition.

The beam of lightning just now, which he couldn't understand at all, was the most powerful attack he'd ever seen in his life.

The moment the beam came, he clearly felt the danger of death, closer to death than he had been a few months earlier when the warship had been completely destroyed.

Maybe it was because his luck was so good, his body was next to that lightning, and he used to be a colonel in the Navy Headquarters, and his strength was not weak, which allowed him to survive.

But at this time, he felt that it was not as good as dying in the beam just now.

First, at this time, not only was his body burned extensively, but even his internal organs were cracked in many places under the impact of the explosion.

He could feel that both the surface of his body and the inside of his body were like being thrown into a pot of oil, even if he was soaked in the cold seawater, it was hot and painful.

Of course, these are all superficial reasons, and no one doesn't want to live, especially people like him, who have already had a death experience, and they understand the beauty of being alive.

The main reason why he wanted to die was the huge sailing ship in front of him, which was approaching quickly.

And the silver-haired figure at the bow of the boat.

He had heard the legend of Kuta.

Of course, he knew that this time, he would definitely die.

This strong contrast of just coming out of hell, seeing hope, stepping into another place, and going deeper into hell is the root cause of his despair.

Looking at the Liberty getting closer and closer, he wanted to let go and end it on his own, but the fear of death in his heart made him reluctant to give up this colorful world of flowers.

"Huh?"

At that moment, he was suddenly stunned, because he saw the Liberty, as if it was not passing by him, but the other.

This made his eyes shine like never before.

At that moment, a crisp metallic sound suddenly came from the bow of the Liberty.

Ding~

"It seems to be a coin?"

While attracting his attention, a blue light formed by thunder and lightning appeared in front of him.

The

water splashed ——! all around, and his newly raised hope was ruthlessly knocked down again, this time without giving him any chance, directly knocking him into the abyss along with the plank that carried his weight and the surrounding seawater.

Soon after, the Liberty sailed away.

Leave a sound in place.

"I didn't expect there to be a living one.

"Alive?"

"Yes, alive, it seems to be some kind of Hart Sprout, it's the captain of this ship, it's good luck. "

Ding

~

Bang——!

"Hmm... Now it's dead.

"Yes, yes, Guina is amazing.

"That's right. "

The sound drifted over the sea, wrapped in smoke, until a long, long time, and then it dissipated.

And under the position of the sea where Hart Bud Mai had floated before, a charred and headless corpse slowly emerged from the sunken sea again.

He was right, since he met, how could Kong Tai and the others let him go?

Life is slowly moving forward in constant choices, some people still have a bright heart after experiencing hardship, and some people are hit hard, and they will collapse or even become demons completely.

Was it wrong for Hart Malt to kill the nobles?

Yes!

It was wrong for him to inflict his own pain on the weaker commoners in an even more brutal way.

The fault is that he hates the nobles, but he is doing something more cruel than the nobles.

What's wrong is that he himself is too weak, and he happened to meet the powerful Kuta and others.

Wrong... It's this world.

Because above this chaotic sea, there is a real place where the jungle eats the strong.

Here, there is no right or wrong, there is no good or evil.

If you don't like it, you can fight to the death at any time.

Here, only the strong can really live well.

And Hart Malt is not only a villain, but also a weakling.

That's what led him to finally... The reason for the death of the sea.

......

The capital of the seven waters.

On top of a very nondescript bungalow.

Cartles was like a real retired old man, lying on the roof, smoking a big cigarette and basking in the sun.

And next to him, a tall man who exuded a languid aura all over his body was also lying on a chaise longue.

However, the man had a parasol on his recliner and an eye patch on his eyes, and it was clear that he did not like the direct sunlight very much, but simply liked to sleep.

It's been almost a week since I came to the Capital of Seven Waters, and there is no news of the silver-haired gang.

They didn't do anything for a week, and those who didn't know really thought they were here for a vacation

! "I hope you will spend a little longer on the Sky Island! The

blindfolded man rolled over and muttered inwardly.

He has been seeking his own justice.

When he was younger, he was a hot-blooded lad who pursued burning justice.

But after the O'Hara incident, he changed.

It's not that I'm lazy, but I'm thinking about what kind of justice I should pursue, so it becomes lazy justice.

To be honest, he can easily wield a butcher's knife against evil pirates, but the silver-haired gang is obviously not, so at first, he is very reluctant to encounter the silver-haired gang.

But it can't be helped, sometimes it's just so unsatisfactory.

Just then, Kurlot pushed the door open and walked up quickly, and from the sound of his heavy, rapid footsteps, the man in the blindfold knew that his plan might have failed.

"Hey~"

sighed, emerging from the bottom of my heart and coming out of my mouth.

Tiny, so small that only he could hear it.

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