Pirate’s General Tiger

Chapter 282 What happened

Waldorf's face was ashen. He wanted to say something threatening, but found that he was no longer the second generation of that flavor island. All words were useless to this guy in front of him.

The bearded man waved his hand, and the men beside him pushed Waldford down.

"Boss Bamo, we have already identified this guy. He just arrived in the town three days ago, and he was healed at Old Man Root before."

"With him was a comatose kid who was seriously injured."

After the bearded Bahmer had a few drinks in the bar, someone walked in from the outside and whispered in his ear.

"Hehe, big brother?"

Ba Mo smiled, he guessed that the big brother that the kid was talking about was probably the comatose kid.

"Do we want it?"

Seeing the smile on the corner of the boss's mouth, the man's eyes showed a hint of sternness, and he asked in a low voice.

"Don't mess around, we are not pirates now, and I am no longer the pirate Bamo with a bounty of 530 million."

Ba Mo raised his hand to prevent the other party from continuing to speak, his eyes flashed darkly, and then he sighed.

"Since I chose to leave that vortex, I should be a good businessman."

Then, he smiled again.

"Of course, those who dare to offend us can't be easily let go. How can I put it this way, Lao Tzu Bamo is now the tyrant in Rabe Town!"

"Teach that kid a lesson and let him know that there is a price to pay for going from youth to maturity!"

The people around him naturally knew what to do, and they all nodded.

A group of them burned their own pirate ship with Boss Bamo, and then came to this island to hide their names. He used to be a very vicious person, and the peaceful life of these years has also suppressed his own viciousness a lot. However, it is by no means an object to be bullied.

The Bamo Pirates, on the great waterway six years ago, were also famous.

However, because of one incident, Captain Bamo was so sad that he took off his captain's cap and was willing to be a businessman. In the great waterway, countless strong men are fighting for crossing, and the battles are happening almost all the time. How much sadness and tragedy are being performed to their heart's content.

Captain Bamo is not the only one who is tired of the life of pirates and leaves a shadow.

At the very least, in this town, except for the descendants of a few people, 80% of them used to be pirates.

"Boss, do you want to monitor the comatose kid?"

"It was only that kid who offended us, what does the unconscious person have to do with us?"

Ba Mo asked back.

"Don't cause trouble! Besides, Old Man Root is a pirate who became famous earlier than me, so he should be respected."

"Withdraw those who are there."

"Remember our code of conduct, on this island, we are no longer pirates, keep a low profile!"

Hearing this, the subordinate immediately responded: "Yes, boss!"

Waldorf now feels that his life is extremely gloomy. He is hung in a dark basement, being whipped every day, and he can't even feel the passage of time. Looking back on the past, he missed his old life very much.

"If I had the choice, I would never make a move if I met that navy again!"

If you don't take action, there will be no war on Flavor Island, and there will be no Bigumam, and he will not be here.

Lowering his head with tears in his eyes, he couldn't help crying when he saw the scars on his body.

This is not only physical pain, but also a blow to his spirit.

In the life of the second generation, has there ever been such a sad reminder?

"Dad, I miss you!"

Crying to the sky, Watford experienced the most tragic moment in his life.

"Is that kid howling again?"

"Leave him alone, it's been three days, and every time he hits him, he will scream."

"The boss said, if you hit him a few more times, let him go back, it's just a lesson, let him remember."

"It's really cheap for him. When we were pirates, he had to chop off his hands and feet if he didn't die."

Across a door, several people were chatting with each other.

Naturally, Waldorf didn't know, he thought he was in a desperate situation, he was afraid, afraid, and his psychology was going through a series of changes.

Rabe Town, in a small clinic.

"You finally woke up!"

Niya with freckles looked at Tang En who had opened his eyes on the hospital bed, and exclaimed in surprise.

Then, as if she had realized something, she suddenly withdrew her right hand, her little face turned red.

"Where am I?"

Niya turned around and ran away with her face flushed, and went downstairs to call her grandpa.

Tang En sat up and looked blankly at the unfamiliar environment in front of him.

A few seconds later, as if he felt something, he frowned and lifted the quilt, lowered his head and forgot to glance at the ferocious spear between his legs.

His eyebrows trembled, and his complexion turned livid.

"I, what have I been through?"

At this moment, an old voice came.

"You are really lucky to be alive, Navy boy."

Root walked in and looked at Tang En. He reached out and squeezed some of Tang En's joints and muscles to conduct a comprehensive inspection. When he saw the reaction between the other's legs, he couldn't help smiling.

"Young man, you have a lot of money."

"However, it's too late for your spirit."

Tang En's face was embarrassed. He saw the woman behind the old man looking at him, a little dodging.

"You saved me? Thank you, grandpa."

"You're far more polite than that guy from Waldford."

Root laughed.

"Wadford?"

Tang En was taken aback for a moment, then recalled that it was that kid who saved him, and he was a little grateful in his heart.

"What about others?"

"That kid offended Bahmo, and he is still in Bahmo's hands, and he will suffer a lot."

Root shook his head.

Tang En's eyes were fixed: "Bamo?"