Pirate’s Brood Order

"Candle Champion Cup!"

The bun on the top of Mr. 3's head ignited flames, and the burning "3" was very eye-catching in the night, while his own skin and body surface glowed with a faint white light, and the squirming wax was viscous. Covering the whole body is like a huge samurai armor covering the whole body.

He glanced at the black solidified wax on his shoulders, his face twitched slightly, his hands trembled, and the big knife that was solidified by a candle was held in his hand, and he slashed down in front of him.

Explosive rebound erupted under Mr. 5's feet, and two potholes exploded on the ground. The whole person bounced up like a spring, his chest was raised high and his mouth opened, and the molecules full of gunpowder smell rushed up with the blast-like air. To Yarlin.

"A pointless struggle!"

Yarlin stared indifferently in front of him, the shadows around him twisted for a moment, he instantly tore through the explosion of the air, and the ripples of the flames seemed to build a passage through which appeared beside Mr.5 like a ghost, slender and wrapped around The fingers covered in black lines grabbed the opponent's head and smashed it hard against the ground.

The blood spattered and stained the cracked ground red, the skin and muscles rubbed against the ground, the cheeks shook violently, and two broken molars burst out, and the mouth was full of bloody taste.

"Don't move!"

His ears were muffled to catch the icy-cold sound, and he felt the soreness from his neck. It was two broad fingers piercing into the muscles and hooking his throat. Mr. 5 suddenly looked like a dead dog. Like lying on the ground obediently, not daring to move.

The candle knife was as sharp as iron and cut through the air. Mr. 3 turned around and saw such a frightened scene. He forced himself to swallow a mouthful of spit, swung the knife obliquely, cut the air and cut towards Yarlin, as if he didn't care about his companion's actions at all. life and death.

Yarlin raised his eyebrows lightly, and bit his other hand together. The big steel-like knife was clamped abruptly and remained motionless. The spider web-like cracks spread, and the blade shattered.

Then, I saw Yarlin leaning forward against the ground suddenly, like a giant python raising its head, rushing towards it with a bad wind, the shadow on his fist wriggling and exuding a sticky black light.

Kachacha...

The samurai's armor shattered layer by layer, Mr. 3's chest made a heavy muffled sound, followed by the bang sound of bone shattering, and Mr. 3 flew upside down against the ground, pulling out a deep ravine like a plow.

Yarlin stood up straight, and the other hand was pulled out from Mr.5's neck, but the latter was still lying on the ground, staring in horror at the dense black thread coming out of the wound, entangled at one end. At Yarlin's fingertips, the other end vibrated slightly as if sewn into his throat.

On the hillside, Lombarie stared in shock at the two monster-like devil fruit users below, who looked like young children in front of Yarlin, and were knocked to the ground without any resistance.

"Kill them!"

Lombardy rushed down howling with blood-red eyes, clutching a dagger tightly in his hand, and stabbed at Mr. 3, who was lying on the ground, his chest seemed to be collapsing and struggling to breathe.

clang!

A tail was nailed to the dagger in the middle of the darkness, Crowe came out from the darkness, blocked Lombardy, and said expressionlessly: "Colonel Yarlin hasn't ordered their execution yet!"

"But they killed Kabbah!" Lombardy stared at Crowe.

Crowe doesn't care about Kabbah's life and death, and even in his eyes, it doesn't matter if the Longshi Trading Company is destroyed. With the expansion of the influence of the Navy Club and the expansion of the territory of the Four Seas Company, after successfully passing the initial period After the period of tight funds, the value of a trading company has been getting smaller and smaller. Now that the mysterious buyer in Alabasta has turned his face, it means that the last trace of value of Longshi Trading Company seems to have disappeared.

"You need to calm down first." Crowe lifted the mirror frame expressionlessly, and a thin tail extending from the back of the tailbone swayed gently in the air.

Yarlin walked over with Mr.5 wrapped in a black cocoon, and after glancing at Lombardy, the latter shuddered suddenly, with anger and blood pouring into his head as if being poured into a bucket of ice water , quickly cooled down.

"The person who killed me, of course, won't let it go. I will apply to be transferred to Alabasta. If the approval from the headquarters is issued, then I will set off next month, and I will take you with me when the time comes. Alabasta." Yarlin covered Mr. 3 with his hands, and the surging black net pierced into the opponent's skin and muscles seamlessly, and then wound and closed in circles, turning his back to Longbalie and said: "Since Longshi Trading If it was destroyed in Alabasta, then we will re-open the trading company on the territory of Alabasta."

Lombarie took a short breath, and for the first time, his unruly heart felt grateful to Yarlin, and a trace of sincerity of allegiance began to really appear in his heart.

Crowe folded his tail, stared at Yarlin's stern and solemn face, and slandered in his heart: "If I didn't know the truth, even I would almost believe that you were transferred to Alabasta on your own initiative. No wonder Lombardy is so grateful. look, hey...it can be regarded as waste utilization."

"Take him back to the branch for proper interrogation." Yarlin handed the wrapped black cocoon to Crowe, then turned around and patted Lombardy's shoulder and sighed, "Calm down and get ready to go. Work, as well as collecting all the information on Alabasta collected in these few transactions, can send out devil fruit capable people to hunt them down thousands of miles away. It seems that the strength of the buyer behind it should not be underestimated. If you want revenge, you have to be careful in every step of the way."

"Understood, as long as I can avenge Kabbah, I, Long Balie, will give you my life from now on. If you let me go east, I will go east. If you let me go west, I will go west. There will never be any more I shouldn't have thought." Lombaret swears through gritted teeth.

Yarlin has never believed in other people's promises and oaths, especially the "nonsense" he uttered under such emotional agitation is even less credible. He has always relied on his wrists to manipulate and control his subordinates. He just smiled, "You don't need to bring more people, they are all cumbersome and have no combat effectiveness. I will draw a group of elites from the retired navy of the branch to rebuild the backbone of the trading company."

In the past, Long Balie would definitely refuse, but at this moment, he nodded and agreed without any hesitation.

The voyage back to the branch was calm and there were no more waves

Four days later.

In the branch prison, two prisoners wrapped in black cocoons were isolated and held in two cells, with their heads hanging upside down on the wall. Crowe sat on the bed with his legs crossed and looked at Mr. 5 and said coldly: " In fact, it is enough to keep one alive, whether you live or the candle man in the next house lives depends on whether you cooperate with me in the future, you have to think clearly before answering my question..."

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