Pirate’s Brood Order

"You turned out to be a pirate too?"

Crowe stared at the navy in front of him, habitually supporting the frame with his wrist, his pupils shrank imperceptibly, he couldn't understand the meaning of the navy, it seemed that the other party was not simply here to arrest him.

"Yes, I used to be a pirate, but in order to ensure that no one can know about the stain, I killed all the pirates on the ship when I left!" With the cruel truth in his mouth, But with an expression as indifferent as eating and drinking, Yarlin looked at the thoughtful Crowe and said softly: "Look, if you did the same way back then, then I wouldn't be able to find you through Zango .”

Zangao noticed the strange smile on Yarlin's face, and the faint eyes of Crowe on the other side, and his whole body felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his whole body was cold and his scalp was numb.

"But it doesn't matter, I will help you clean up the ends you left behind." Yarlin brushed off the dust on the gloves, "The remaining members of the Black Cat Pirates are all dead, and Zango has replaced them. Put on a coat, so no one will remember Captain Crowe's name."

"Then I should really thank you." Crowe sneered, he didn't believe that the navy in front of him would be so kind, "So, what are you doing all this hard work for?"

"Hey, at first it was because of Colonel Monka, oh yes, Monka is the navy who led your head in exchange for credit, I drew my attention to the Black Cat Pirates because he was a little curious "Yarlin said with a half-smile, "Later, I became a little bit interested in Captain Crowe, because of the reasons I just mentioned, our experiences have some things in common."

"We all realized that the identity of a pirate has no future, so we designed to get rid of the original identity. However, I chose to put on the navy coat again, but you, Captain Crowe, came here cowardly and stupidly trying to do something. A rich man." Yarlin curled his lips in disdain, with a sarcastic expression.

Crowe's face darkened. This was the conspiracy design he was most proud of, and he was a little embarrassed by the navy in front of him.

"Don't be angry, I'm not taunting you, I'm just stating a fact." Yarlin shrugged, stepped over Kaya and Usopp, and said coldly: "This is a chaotic era where the weak prey on the strong Well, although pirates have no future, they may die in the sea one day, but at least they still have sharp claws and fangs, so they can struggle and fight a little bit; and this kind of rich people, who seem to be stable, are actually the ones who are really kept in captivity All the sheep that are targeted by pirates, bandits, or even the navy are just lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and all their wealth will eventually be used as wedding dresses for others."

"It's like being targeted by Captain Crowe. Don't tell me that the parents of this young lady died naturally... Then, even if you succeed, how can you guarantee that this stability will not be broken? Maybe one day, another group of vicious pirates will barge in, and your play will naturally not go on." Yarlin sneered again and again: "It's nothing if the play is cheated, the worst thing is The scary thing is that this stable and rich life will smooth out your minions and make you really degenerate from a wolf to a sheep."

Crowe's eyes flickered, he gently unbuttoned his collar, and said in a sullen voice, "You told me so much, even telling me your secret, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Pirates, wealthy businessmen, civilians, and even the navy, no one can be safe, they are all just struggling to survive in the huge waves of this era. If you want to be safe, you must have a sufficiently intelligent mind and be awe-inspiring. minions." Yarlin spread his hands, with a convincing sense of oppression in his tone: "I have no shortage of people who will die, but I still lack talents who can stand on their own, so I invite you to join our navy, you The stability you want can only be given to you by the 153rd Branch of the Navy in the entire era."

Crowe was slightly moved, thinking about the benefits he could get from joining the navy. The most important thing was that his original plan had been completely exposed, and there were only two paths before him at the moment.

"You just said that everyone who knows my identity is in this room?" Crowe stared at Yarlin with a serious tone.

"Of course, theoretically speaking, if you can kill us, then the secret of Captain Crowe can really be buried here, why, plan to try?" Yarlin showed an intriguing smile on his face, The double pupils reflected Crosenran's face.

Crowe is not a guy who can be persuaded by just a few words, let alone a choice made by others. He always chooses to show his sharp fangs and let the other party know whether his method of killing people is still smooth.

A sharp and narrow blade protruded from the glove holding the mirror frame with his right hand, and his left hand rested casually on his trouser leg, his five fingers spread out, and the dense blade almost touched the ground. Crowe grinned: "If you can Survive, then maybe I will consider your proposal."

Yarlin's eyes were indifferent, his pupils contracted strangely, and the layout of the entire room and the strange movement of the airflow were clearly presented on his retina.

Swish!

Crowe disappeared from the spot, and suddenly appeared behind Zangao in the next moment. The ten-bladed cat claws sharply tore the air and scratched at the back of Zangao's neck.

Dense goosebumps appeared on his neck, Zangao's scalp was numb, he flicked his right index finger suddenly, the iron wire twisted and twirled between his fingers, and the circular saw "Zi La" harshly cut towards the back of his head.

"too slow!"

The murderous voice rushed into Zangao's ears, the circular saw nailed the hole, and Zangao's heart suddenly contracted as if being grabbed by a poisonous snake, and a vague shadow appeared on the right side in the peripheral vision, and the silver light flickered.

With silent steps, the dense silver light covering Zangao's head in a dense network of knives, if he grasped it firmly, his whole body might be torn into pieces on the spot.

Zangao turned pale in shock, and threw himself to the side. The navy cap was torn into pieces by the strong wind, and a deep bloodstain appeared on his cheek. He rolled around on the ground, and ran towards Yarlin regardless of the pain.

Crowe gently shook off the blood stained on the ten blades, and stared coldly at Zangao's staggering back, pointing his toes, his body turned into a series of blurred afterimages in Yarlin's sight.

"Everyone will be colleagues in the future, so don't strike so hard!" Ya'erlin grabbed Zangao with his right hand and pulled it behind him. At the same time, he spread the five fingers of his left hand, and countless black silk threads were like the hair of a female ghost falling down automatically without wind. Whisk into a black tornado.