Pirates: Dangerous options in my head

Saint Charmaine overturned Sabo's boat with one shot ten years ago, causing Sabo to join the revolutionary army and become the chief of the general staff and the "second in command".

Of course Vivian recognized this guy.

After all, he had a mobile phone with full resources and unlimited power, so he immediately reviewed the plot of One Piece.

"So, what kind of noise should be made to cause the whole ship to become commotion?"

He thought, touched his pocket, and took out a lighter from it.

Got it!

So after two or three minutes.

"on fire!"

"No, Lord Chalmac, there is a fire in your bedroom!"

Several guards hurriedly ran into the hall. Unexpectedly, as soon as the words were spoken, Saint Charmak raised his hand and shot directly at the leading guard.

The bullet penetrated into the chest, and the guard's eyes widened. He didn't have time to see the extra blood holes in his body, and he fell straight down, lifeless.

And Charma Kesheng cursed loudly: "Asshole, you can't even handle such a small matter? If there's a fire, just go and save it. What are you calling me for? Didn't you see that I'm playing games with them?"

There was a mess everywhere in the hall.

Dozens of slaves were dying and paralyzed on the ground. The surroundings were covered with blood, and painful moans were heard one after another. However, despite this, more than ten slaves were still standing, trying to knock down others.

In exchange for your own life.

How sad is this?

The slave collars around their necks prevented them from attacking Saint Chalmac, so they had no choice but to kill the weak in the same situation as themselves.

Saint Chalmac saw this scene in his eyes and laughed loudly, with an expression on his face full of enjoyment.

This is the right of the Celestial Dragons.

The rights that one can enjoy as a descendant of the Creator.

There is no one in the whole world who dares to go against their wishes!

Feeling proud.

Who knows the next moment...

boom--!

An explosion shocked everyone in the hall.

St. Charmak pointed his gun at the guard: "Go and see what happened again!"

"Yes Yes!"

Not caring about the bodies of their dead colleagues on the ground, the remaining guards hurriedly ran out again.

However, in less than ten seconds, one of them tremblingly poked his head back from the door and said: "Che... Lord Char Mark, the kitchen exploded, and all the food on our ship seems to be in it..."

"What?!"

After hearing this, Saint Chalmac finally couldn't stand.

"What on earth do you bastards do for food!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to pull the trigger and shoot again, but at this moment, Vivian, wearing a guard uniform, ran in from the door with a spear raised and his face covered with ash.

"Lord Charmak, the fire is about to reach here. Before we put out the fire, please go to the deck and take a rest."

"Um?"

Saint Chalmac glanced at Vivian and was about to scold him again when he heard several more explosions coming from the corridor.

A look of fear suddenly appeared on his big ugly face, and Charma Kesheng immediately stepped forward and quickly walked out of the door.

"What about these slaves?"

"Why do you care whether they live or die? Go and put out the fire!"

"Yes, Lord Chalmac!"

...

"Where's the water? When the water in the bucket is used up, go to the sea to get it!"

"Damn it, why did it catch on fire? Let me catch who caused this fire, and I will definitely kill him!"

Outside the kitchen, a group of guards who were carrying water all looked disgraced and complained in dissatisfaction.

At the same time, Vivian led the slaves in the hall and quickly walked to the cells in the basement.

The place where he set the fire naturally avoided the location of the cell.

A group of seriously injured slaves were dragged with ropes to the cell. As soon as they entered, a tall and powerful man with bare arms and a soldering iron in his hand cast his gaze over, "What happened outside?"

What's going on, why is it so noisy?"

"It's on fire. Others are putting out the fire." Vivian replied.

"Is it on fire?" The strong man felt a little confused, but he didn't say much. He just said: "Throw the person over there. I still have a few slaves here who haven't been branded."

After that, he stripped off the clothes of the young man in front of him, and the hot-red soldering iron in his hand instantly stuck to his skin.

Zila—!

The sound of flesh being corroded by high temperatures.

Along with the smell of meat, the young man let out a shrill scream and immediately fainted.

Vivian glanced at the extra mark behind the man, and it turned out to be the symbol of the Celestial Dragon slave: the hoof of the Celestial Dragon.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

After kicking the fainted young man away, the strong man turned his head and looked at Vivian again: "Speaking of which... why do I feel that you are unfamiliar?"

Vivian's face is covered with soot at the moment. It stands to reason that he would not be recognized under normal circumstances, but his temperament is too outstanding. The figure he has developed through continuous prostitution in the past two years,

It's indeed a bit eye-catching.

Coupled with the clothes that didn't fit well...

The strong man thought for a moment and felt that he had never seen anyone like Vivian on the ship.

And at this moment when he had doubts.

bass-!

The spear passed through the strong man's neck at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye, and a bloody arrow burst out.

"you.."

The strong man opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something, but he couldn't make any sound. He could only cover his throat, stared at Vivian, and slowly fell down.

...

Looking at the young man who was branded with the hoof of the Sky Soaring Dragon, Vivian felt a little guilty in her heart.

The reason why he didn't kill the jailer immediately was simply because he couldn't see through the opponent's strength.

However, after waiting for a while and seeing that no options popped up in his mind, he felt relieved and decided to take action.

Throwing the bloody spear in his hand to the ground, Vivian took out a cigar from his arms and lit it, and began to think about the next countermeasures.

at the same moment.

The slaves imprisoned in the cell were looking at Vivian standing next to the stove with extremely surprised eyes.

Who...is this person?

Why did he kill the guard?

My heart was suddenly filled with doubts.

And some people, after seeing the corpses on the ground, seemed to have seen hope, and even their breathing began to become rapid.

"If we take these people away directly, my small boat will definitely not be able to accommodate so many people." Vivian was thinking crazily in her mind.

Want to hijack the Celestial Dragon ships?

He blew out a smoke ring, but as soon as the idea came to him, the options immediately appeared in front of him.