Pirates: The Black Earl

[My name is Samuel, and I am a pirate hunter.

Although I have only participated in two raids by pirate hunters in the past five years since I left my hometown, I really do make a living by doing this.

A few days ago, a guy named Black Earl appeared in Donghai, who claimed to have the ability to communicate with the dead to help people make up for their regrets.

The navy released the news saying that this was a lie and reminded everyone to be careful after the situation became more and more uncontrollable, so I know it must be true.

So, I set off.

My first destination was a small village called Shuangyue Village, which was unremarkable, and the only name that people could remember was a dojo called Yixinliu.

On the street, I met a young man who claimed he had never seen "Hypnotist" Zango, but I could tell through his eyes that he was lying.

So, I chose to follow him.

This is where it all started...unfortunately.

Mom, I miss you so much. 】

The next day, Frost Moon Village.

"Over there...over there, cough cough cough!"

Samuel's desperate cry echoed over Frostmoon Village in the early morning. It was heart-piercing and horrific, causing residents on the street to open their windows and watch curiously.

[I have known a terrible fact since yesterday, but the terrible thing is far more than that. 】

"Whispering! I know where it is!"

Carrying Samuel on one shoulder, Sauron growled impatiently, then looked around with shrinking eyes, and buttoned his hair.

"Strange, why does this place feel like I've been here before?"

"Nonsense! This is... ahem... the fourth time!"

"impossible!"

Sauron retorted, then suddenly realized, and hit the palm of his hand.

"I see, it must be because I grew up in the village, so everything is very familiar."

"No, actually...not~no~it is~~~~!"

Before finishing a sentence, under Samuel's desperate gaze, Sauron carried him and galloped again, turning into the alley that he had walked through three times.

How on earth did you do it? !

He really wanted to grab Sauron by the collar and ask him.

How could such a fart small town get lost? !

Thinking of following the other party in the forest yesterday, he took the same road back and forth a dozen times, and blisters appeared on the soles of his feet, and Samuel almost vomited blood.

At that time, he felt that the other party had discovered him and was deliberately playing tricks on him.

So annoyed, he jumped out.

Then……

There's no after that.

He was beaten half to death.

Now he understands that it was a misunderstanding.

Because this guy is a complete super road idiot! !

[The real horror is that the master of Yixinliu Daoist asked Lu Chi to take me to the medical clinic. 】

Stuck on his shoulders and staring at the gravel on the street, Samuel looked bewildered.

Can I be sent to the hospital alive?

Ah, Mom, I miss you so much.

hiccup!

"No, he passed out, he has to go to the hospital quickly."

Σ(?д?;)! !

"Yoxi!"

Sauron's eyes were burning with fighting spirit, he squatted down and assumed the starting position, and said confidently: "I thought of a shortcut, and it's here!"

Swish!

One ride away.

...

"Have you found Zangao?"

Dim cabin, dim lights.

Standing in front of him was a black figure whose face could not be seen clearly. The huge figure made Wallace tremble.

Hearing this, he replied.

"Yes, my lord. It was discovered by a merchant ship under the White Pigeon Chamber of Commerce. They kept silent and contacted secretly. When the destination sent people to surround it, he still slipped away."

Speaking of which, Wallace added for fear that Lovett would be dissatisfied.

"But he can't run away."

"The White Pigeon Chamber of Commerce has ordered the blockade of the port,

Ships patrol along the island 24 hours a day, and it is difficult to fly. "

"That is to say, he was trapped to death in Orange Town?"

Lovett tapped his fingers on the cane.

With Zangao's hypnotic ability, can he escape?

"I see, you go down first."

Um?

Not ready to do it?

Wallace was a little confused.

Wasn't it just to force Zangao to come out after so much effort wasted?

But he didn't dare to ask, and nodded honestly.

"yes."

Waiting for him to leave, the cane drew an arc in mid-air and landed heavily on the wooden board.

Boom!

The corners of Lovett's mouth curled up, and there seemed to be stars gathering in his eyes.

"No matter how cunning the prey is, it cannot escape the hunter's palm... What choice will you make this time? Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel."

revenge?

That is inevitable.

But between revenge, there is a priority.

For more than a week, Lovett only hunted and killed the souls of less than 30 people from two pirate ships. It is not enough for him now, and the biggest drawback of being trapped to death in the East China Sea has begun to be suspected.

Wounds on the soul are not the body and cannot heal naturally.

If he could stay in the East China Sea and achieve great feats and go out cautiously, Lovett would naturally not be in such a hurry.

But alas, no.

As the wound gradually healed, the nourishment that ordinary people could provide him gradually could not keep up with the strength of the soul. It was as cumbersome as a character with a full-level million HP going to drink a bottle of red medicine that restores ten points in Novice Village.

Of course, what is lacking in quality can be made up for in quantity.

But what would the Navy's response be then?

Lieutenant General Tangtang is still nesting in the East China Sea because of him. Lovett is very sure that when he lets go and hunts indiscriminately, the Navy will definitely spare no effort to destroy him.

Leaving the East China Sea is inevitable and necessary.

"Roar!"

"I know it's not going to be enough for him to come out, but it won't be soon."

A day later, another newspaper that was coerced issued a notice.

"Black Earl" Francis Lovett said that he had already set off for Orange Town. Before he arrived, the promise of catching Zango still counted, but if he caught Zango by himself, the promise would be voided immediately.

And, there won't be a second chance until he has a new enemy absconding.

In an instant, some pirate hunters and careerists who were still on the sidelines poured into Orange Town one after another. Under this general situation, the entire East China Sea was in a state of chaos.

...

Rogue Township Naval Base, Flying Squirrel Office.

chaos!

Chaos!

Zango was found so quickly, far beyond the flying squirrel's expectations.

After all, he underestimated the power of the masses, and with the intelligence network piled up by a sea of ​​people, no pirate could escape.

"Report! Received a notification from Branch 77 that 'Shark' Muka and 'Faceless Man' Xiao Hua are fighting for the right to land on the island!"

"The Creek Pirates attacked the 12th branch, the 12th branch is in a hurry, please support!"

"The residents of Orange Town have clashed with the pirates, and they are currently in a confrontation!"

The small office is crowded with people, and all kinds of chaos broke out today. Lovett did not cause panic among the people as they wished, but it caused chaos between the navy and the pirates.

The collar of the flying squirrel had already been undone, the tie was hung on the back of the chair, and the skirt was wet with sweat.

"Have you found the whereabouts of Earl Black?"

"have no idea!"

"If you didn't find it, you didn't find it. I don't know what's going on?!"

The flying squirrel stared angrily, causing the orderly to sweat profusely.

He quickly explained.

"At present, there are 23 pirate groups gathered around Orange Town, and there are more than 50 pirate groups rushing to the incident. The White Pigeon Chamber of Commerce refuses the help of the navy in the name of the treaty of the joining countries. Both sides work together, and our intelligence personnel Can't break through the line of defense at all."

Orange Town seems to be isolated overseas and living in a single place, but in fact it also belongs to the franchise countries. Not every country has a land area as large as Alabasta, and there are many people who rule a piece of sea area instead of islands.

"This group of greedy beasts!!"

Phew!

The flying squirrel slammed the table heavily and stood up angrily.

"Report!"

Suddenly, another call sounded.

"explain!"

The flying squirrel shouted impatiently, looked up and found that it was Smoke.

After this period of cultivation, Smoker has largely recovered, and his tenacious vitality is simply inhuman. However, his head was still wrapped with a bandage, and his muscles and bones had been injured for a hundred days, and the growth rate of his bones was much slower than that of flesh and blood.

"The worst has happened, Lieutenant General."

Smoker didn't get angry, and said seriously: "In the face of so many competitors, some pirates who feel hopeless have given up Zango and went to plunder the town instead!"

"...Among them, 'Hyena' Morey captured a small town called Embifi near Orange Town three hours ago, massacred the residents, set fire to them, and the people... suffered heavy casualties."

"brute!!!"

Clang! !

The terrifying sound of the sword suppressed all the noise in the office, and the flying squirrel roared with red eyes.

"Is he still human?!"

If so, I wouldn't be a pirate.

Smoker said nothing.

Who is a normal person to be a pirate?

How many pirates will go mad and slaughter common people?

In fact, if they hadn't stuck to Rogge Town, the situation wouldn't have evolved to this extent at all. As long as the flying squirrel disappears from sight, which pirate group would dare to be so frenzied?

But things in the world are like this, there are gains and losses.

blue blue blue...

At this time, the phone bug rang.

Smoker's pupils shrank.

It was the flying squirrel's personal phone bug. Apart from himself, probably only some existences on the Great Route knew the number.

Flying squirrels apparently understood this as well.

He suppressed his anger and signaled the rest to be silent.

"Yes, it's me."

Click!

The wooden tabletop was scratched with claw marks by dry and rough fingers. The flying squirrel took a deep breath, and the killing intent in his eyes soared; "Understood...yes."

Putting down the phone bug, the flying squirrel turned its head and looked at the others with cold eyes.

"Everyone is there, ready to go!"

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By the way, what the hell is the decrease in the increase in the collection in the past two days? On Monday, it was 500+, but on Friday it was only 300, and now it is less than 5000. The tree is vomiting blood like crazy.

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