Pirate’s Brood Order

The night is getting darker.

The black tide is rolling over the reef, and a large ship is slowly sailing out, and the red skull-patterned flag is deep and bright in the dark night.

The banners are flying, and the hunting is ringing!

The pirate ships lined up in a line lay across the sea. William looked at the 15 pirate fleet, and glanced at the 5 approaching pirate ships under his control in a blink of an eye, with a gloomy light in his eyes.

"The captain rejected Yarlin's order!" William frowned, looked at the main ship in the middle, and muttered to himself, "This is the signal Yarlin gave me to do something!"

main ship.

Karqi was wearing a red coat, and looked at the phone bug on the table with deep eyes, "Navy Branch 153 wants our Red Skull Pirates to attack the Navy Branch."

"Attack the naval branch?" Novi was taken aback.

"Yes, choose a naval branch at random, launch an attack to bloodbath this base, and announce to the entire East China Sea our strength and ferocity." Karqi licked his slightly dry lips, "Even if it is an attack on a navy warship, I would I can grit my teeth and agree, but the blood on the island has washed away a branch base of the navy...."

There are so many pirates in the East China Sea. With a large base, there will be no shortage of vicious pirates. There are not a few who kill the navy or even sink the warship. However, there has never been a pirate group that will attack the navy frantically. The base, even if it is just a branch base, at least Calci has never heard of such a shocking thing, and he himself obviously does not dare to let the Red Skull Pirates become the initiator of this precedent.

"So, you, Captain?" Norway looked deeply into Karki's gaze, and asked boldly.

"This is to send our Red Skull Pirates to their deaths. I can't agree!" Karki stood up and pushed open the door. The cold sea breeze blew over his bald head, and the blood vessels on his bald head were swollen ferociously like entangled strands. The earthworms together stared at the front of the fleet with fear.

Nuowei looked at the red back with obscure eyes, and the black waves beat against the hull.

"As I expected, Karqi didn't have the guts to carry out this order." Yarlin fiddled with the globe on the table, his eyes playful.

"A courageous old dog, then he is useless." Crowe sneered.

"I've already set up the new and old succession scene, and it depends on William's success." Yarlin Sensen said: "Be prepared, if William can solve it by himself, that's the best; if William can't solve it, then It proves that he is also a useless piece of trash, a piece of trash who knows too many things has no value in continuing to live."

"Then, I will use the guise of a murloc to finish the finishing touches." Crowe habitually supported the cold lens with his palm.

Almost at the same time, Alex Kingdom.

On the street outside the former Prime Minister's Mansion, the moonlight-dappled walls seemed to vibrate strangely, as if an invisible membrane was blown on it by the wind.

The trick film on the wall slowly flows to the ground, gently presses over the lawn and blends into one body, flows to the main hall under the eyes of several patrolling guards, pushes open the gap in the door, drills in, the door was refolded.

The room was dark and quiet, with only the sound of even snoring coming from the bedroom. A ray of light flashed across Suomo's body, and slowly faded away to reveal a man lying on the ground with all four limbs. It was Mick, a cadre of the Revolutionary Army.

He stood up straight from the ground, and took a step forward as if he had merged into the darkness. There was no one walking in the dark room, and even the sound of footsteps seemed to be silently covered by the darkness.

In the bedroom, on the bed, Beliver was lying on his side on the bed and suddenly felt a chilly temperature coming from his neck. He shivered and opened his eyes. He reached out and stroked his neck subconsciously, but felt as if he had grabbed something in his hand. Suspiciously squeezed it, a coolness climbed directly to the back, and a layer of cold sweat oozed out.

That is an invisible hand!

"Don't shout!" The cold voice was like a sharp knife scraping through the eardrums. Beliver's eyes widened. He saw a face emerging from the darkness. It was a strange man wearing goggles sitting on the edge of the bed, the edge of his palm Touching his neck.

"Who are you, and what do you want to do?" Beliver stared at Mick in horror, dense goosebumps appeared on his neck.

"I am the Revolutionary Army, you can call me Mick." Mick's pupils are vertical green pupils, cold like some kind of cold-blooded reptile.

"Revolutionary Army?" Beliver was stunned, "Why did the Revolutionary Army appear here? Could it be..."

An unbelievable idea came to his mind, and his face showed a ghost-like expression. Mick observed the change of Belliver's expression darkly, and said: "Some time ago, three cadres of our revolutionary army were killed by you." I want to know the whole story!"

"..." Belliver.

A quarter of an hour later, Belliver's neck was broken, and his head was placed on the pillow in a strange posture. Mick frowned and stood up and walked outside.

In a dark alleyway, Dio opened his eyes and looked at Mick who suddenly appeared in front of him, and asked, "How is it?"

"A guy who is greedy for life and afraid of death, he said everything when he was scared casually by me." Mick said coldly: "It's similar to what we heard. The identity of the blue hats was discovered and confirmed by the navy. It was the navy that killed them too."

"The blue hats are very careful to conceal their identities. They have been lurking very well. How did the Navy discover their identities." Diou always felt that there was something suspicious about it.

"In short, we need to find that navy first." Mikkelsen said: "Confirm their identities and the one who killed them is the same navy, Lieutenant Colonel Yarlin of the 153rd branch of the Navy, and besides...he is a devil fruit user .”

Diou's face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice for a long while: "Ability person? What about the specific information?"

"You can manipulate some kind of weird black silk thread!" Mick and Dio said as they left: "Other information is unknown, but with the ability of the two of us, there shouldn't be any problems."

"Well, then let's go directly to meet this Lieutenant Colonel Yarlin." Diou habitually pinched a stone in his palm, and the broken stone chips flowed along the fingers and floated far away in the air.

In the dark night, a cargo ship slowly left the port and headed straight for Navy Branch 153, that is, Shields Island.

The sea breeze is blowing and the sails are blowing, and the moonlight is shining on the deep sea. Under the sea of ​​Shields Island in the distance, strange silk threads are preying on and devouring the fish that strayed into it.