Pirate's Strongest Passerby

champaigne islands,

No. 13 Mangrove Area.

In the middle of the forest of Argentine mangroves, a building with flawless white walls, similar to the modern Chambord Castle in the Loire River in Western Europe, stands in it. It looks extremely aloof and sacred against the dreamlike surroundings.

In front of the castle is a stone road paved with cobblestones, and in front is a clear river with rippling blue waves. The roots of mangroves on the river are connected to form a natural bridge.

This is the castle where the Holy Family of Roswaard temporarily resides on the Chambord Islands. It was built by someone to imitate the buildings on the Holy Land and cost a lot of money.

At this moment, in a certain room in the castle.

A middle-aged man wearing a bubble ball cover and heavy white clothes gave a grim smile and hung up the phone with a look of disdain on his face.

"Dad, my slave has been spoiled again. Let's buy some more slaves and bring them back."

Suddenly there was a voice outside the house, followed by a click of the door handle, and a young man dressed somewhat similar to a middle-aged man appeared at the door.

The middle-aged man looked back at him and replied:

"Of course, no problem, Charles."

"Okay, okay! You can buy new slaves again!"

Charros was dancing with excitement. He caught a glimpse of the phone bug in the middle-aged man's hand, was stunned for a moment, and asked:

"Dad, who were you talking to on the phone just now?"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man sneered at the corner of his mouth and hummed:

"There was a call from the Navy just now, saying that a pirate came to the Shampoo Islands. The Navy hopes that we will return to the Holy Land of Mariejoia immediately and not stay here.

Huh, the navy is just going to make a fuss about it. It’s just a pirate, and they’re so scared. We bought more than a hundred pirates alone.”

The middle-aged man is Roswad, a member of the Holy Family of Roswade, a Celestial Dragon.

Because they have always regarded themselves as descendants of the Creator and are unwilling to breathe the same air as lowly humans, they usually wear special bubble ball covers when traveling. Moreover, they are aloof and proud.

The word "saint" is added at the end, and female Celestial Dragons add the word "palace" as the suffix to their name.

Charros took a sip from his nose and said angrily:

"The navy is really rude. It dares to order us as Tianlong people. It is getting more and more arrogant..."

"Huh, don't worry about them. They are just a bunch of dogs. Of course we don't have to listen to what the dogs say."

Rozwad walked out, and eight spirited bodyguards in suits stood at the door and immediately knelt down to salute. His eyes did not stay on the two bodyguards from beginning to end, and he continued to move forward, followed by Charles Ross and the eight bodyguards.

Bodyguard.

He walked through the corridor, walked around the front yard, and came to the main hall, where dozens of bodyguards in suits had been waiting for him, each of them looking extremely respectful and serious in speech.

What is worth noting is that among the bodyguards who were waiting, there were two bodyguards holding iron chains in their hands, and a burly man was tied to the collar at the end of the chain.

The two big men were kneeling on their knees with their palms pressed against the ground. If it weren't for the flash of light in their eyes from time to time, others would have thought they were two soulless bodies.

"Charros, let's go for a walk."

Taking the chain from the bodyguard, Roswad sat on the burly man with the help of the bodyguard. He clamped his legs and shook the chain in his hand, as if he was "horse riding".

The burly man did not resist and began to move his hands and feet slowly.

Charros giggled twice, hurriedly sat on another big man, patted the big man hard on the head, and said happily:

"You walk faster! Follow the dad in front."

The Rozwalds and his son walked to the front yard of the castle on slave mounts, with a group of black-clad bodyguards behind them.

At the same time, on the hills surrounding the castle, hundreds of marines were already lurking here, watching the surroundings vigilantly, not missing any detail.

A rear admiral wearing a navy coat swept away many sailors and dozens of cannons that had been brought in, and said proudly:

"Fortunately, I was well prepared. The moment the passers-by came to the island, I ordered the soldiers to bring all their equipment and come to the No. 13 tree area. Otherwise, if I didn't act until I received the order from above, I would have caused a big trouble."

He had just received a call. Lieutenant General No. 5 of the Demon-Slaying Order and several other lieutenant generals were rushing to Tree Area No. 13. They asked him to send troops to Mangrove Area No. 13 to protect the Tianlong people.

Fortunately, he had already expected to deploy troops here. If he had waited for this order before taking action, he was afraid that the No. 13 tree area would have been razed to the ground by passers-by.

While the rear admiral was secretly proud of his cleverness, a naval sentry hurried over, performed a military salute, pointed in one direction and said:

"Major General, a group of passers-by are here!"

Everyone trembled and looked in his direction with serious faces. On the broad green grass, they saw Chu Feng and his party strolling towards them, only two hundred meters away from them.

"The action is really fast!"

The rear admiral's eyes flashed again and again, and he lowered his voice and said:

"Command down, check the guns and ammunition, and the artillery team will fill the shells. This battle must not insult the majesty of our navy!"

"Yes!" The sailor saluted.

"Passenger, passerby, even if I know I'm not your opponent, I still have to hold you back before a few lieutenant generals arrive!"

As he said that, the rear admiral waved his hand, and the sailors launched their cannons one after another. The sound of the wheels "cuckoo" immediately alerted Chu Feng and others to the navy on the hill.

At the same time, a rough voice came from the upper hill:

"Passerby, this is not the place you should be. I advise you to retreat quickly, otherwise don't blame us for being rude!"

On the hill, navy soldiers standing with guns formed a black line, and dozens of cold cannons calibrated the distance, with their muzzles pointing towards Chu Feng.

Drake glanced at the dozen cannons on the hill, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said:

"Chu, it seems that the navy has been prepared."

"Preparation? What's the use of preparation?"

Chu Feng glanced at Drake and then stepped forward.

He saw that the broad ground looked fragile under his feet. With a bang, the entire ground began to move as if a tectonic plate movement had occurred, directly knocking over seven or eight cannons. Dozens of sailors had no way of reacting and were knocked off their feet.

Rolling down from the hill!

For a time, there were endless screams and calls for help!

The rear admiral's heart trembled. Is this the strength of the strongest passer-by who is rumored to have defeated Admiral Aokiji?!

A single confrontation destroyed half of his carefully prepared combat power. He felt that his face was painfully slapped at this moment. Horror and anger accumulated in his eyes. He was so angry that he trembled all over and raised his arms and shouted:

"This bastard passerby... All the navy listen to the order and capture the passerby for me!!!"