The Scourge of Pirates

Who in Chapter 32...is saving the fishman?

After all, who shot and gave the assist.

Maude didn't know, and it didn't seem to be that important.

Listening to the increasingly fierce fighting over there, one can imagine the horror of the scene.

As the initiator, Maude expressed regret for this.

Anyone who comes out to be mixed up has to be paid back.

He had no guilt for the pirates, and walked around most of the building complex until he reached the other side, and immediately went on the roof of the nearby building.

After coming up to the roof, Maude was stunned to find that many people stood on the surrounding houses at some unknown time.

At a glance, some people even carry food and wine bottles in their hands.

Get close, you can still hear the applause.

Looking at those people, Maude thought slightly.

It seems to be a good choice to start with them.

But now there is a better choice, so I gave up this idea.

Maude silently retracted his gaze and turned to look at the battle circle in front of the auction house.

His eyes were focused on the **** murloc slaves.

And the pirate who had just been inadvertently swept a few eyes felt a ray of chill inexplicably, just as it was cooling down at night, and quickly poured a few more sips of liquor to warm up.

At this time, the chaos underneath gradually heated up.

Some people saw that the situation was not good and withdrew from the battle circle in time.

But more people were forced to stay on the scene because their companions were injured and the boss was still in the auction room.

Originally, because of the explosion in the auction hall, these men were worried about their bosses, so they wanted to rush into the auction hall to check the situation, but they were stopped by the armed team at the auction hall.

From the standpoint of the auction house, if so many people rush in after an accident, it will not only make the situation worse, but also threaten all the goods that have been photographed by customers tonight. .

Due to the sufficient reasons given by the armed forces, this group of men believed in the strength of the auction house.

Using this as the point of conflict, when the whole situation was completely messed up, they also let go, gathered crowds to kill, and pressed toward the entrance of the auction house.

In such a situation, in less than a few minutes, more than a hundred dead bodies were on the ground.

But at least one-third of these corpses were killed by murloc slaves.

From escaping from the auction to the current people blocking the killing, the murloc slaves are actually a bit confused.

He didn't know how the explosion in the auction hall came from.

I don't know who took advantage of the chaos to open his prison.

I don't even know why there are fights in the auction venue.

He only knew that there was a chance to regain freedom before his eyes.

Therefore, with a fluke mentality, he rushed through most of the venue.

What he couldn't understand was that the humans in the venue, including the humans who had already paid a lot of money to buy him, did not stop him, allowing him to rush out of the venue safely.

What the murloc slave didn't know was that the guests attending the auction only regarded him as a priced commodity, and at the same time a commodity that could be bought with money.

Since it is something that can be bought with money, what qualifications do they have to take the risk?

Therefore, even if it is Kazte, who is bound to win the murloc slave, it is impossible to take the risk to stop the escaped murloc slave at this time.

That's just a commodity that can be traded with money.

If something goes wrong, the auction will also be responsible.

This kind of pure and deep cognition can be understood by the murloc slave who fled in panic?

He finally escaped from the meeting place, but he was faced with difficulties in an instant.

And just as he slowly felt desperate, a scene that he couldn't understand again took place.

Suddenly, humans began to kill each other again.

This gave the murloc slaves hope.

[Aaron is right, human beings are an ugly creature, there is no need for existence! 】

After the pressure plummeted, the murloc slaves made frequent killing moves like crazy.

He no longer takes care of the knife light coming from behind, just to speed up the efficiency of his breakthrough.

Such a reckless approach caused him to have several **** wounds in just a few seconds.

But the effect in exchange was also remarkable, and he finally broke through to the edge.

The crossbar in front of him is no longer a breathless crowd, but a wall of people that can be broken through with a wave of hands.

"Go away!"

The murloc slave roared again and slammed into the last weak wall.

After successfully breaking through, he was covered in blood and ran wildly on the long street.

Just go to the sea, just go to the sea...

At this moment, he only had this idea.

Seeing the murloc slaves break out, the pirates around who were watching the excitement couldn't help being surprised.

Several pirates immediately took out their pistols, seeing the murloc slaves as moving targets for fun, and pointed their guns at them.

Boom...!

Gunshots broke out, and bullets cut through the night and shot at the murloc slave who was running wild.

The pulpy marksmanship made most of the bullets empty, but there were also a few bullets passing through the arms and waist of the murloc slave.

Suddenly, several blood arrows spattered in the air.

The murloc slaves endured the pain without stopping.

"Haha!"

The pirates laughed wantonly.

Followed by another round of gunfire.

The bullet rain hit, making the murloc slaves like a boat in the wind and rain, precarious.

At an alley not far from the street, Clara looked at the murloc slaves who were fleeing in the rain of bullets on the street. Apart from the sound of gunshots, Clara's ears were the harsh, rampant laughter of the pirates.

She frowned deeply, her fingertips subconsciously exerted force, pinching out a large wrinkle out of the important drawing in her hand.

Not entirely pitying the murloc slaves, but disgusting the atmosphere at this time.

Because of her childhood experience, she deeply understood a truth.

Murlocs are good and bad, and so are humans.

The distinction between good and evil has nothing to do with race.

Boom!

There was another loud gunshot.

But this time, it was followed by the screams of two pirates before they died.

Two shots from an unknown source killed the two pirates who raised their guns most happily.

Clara was startled, and with her excellent hearing, she found the two flashes of gunfire among the many sounds.

After walking through the prestige, I saw a figure wearing a mask walking fast on the top of the building.

"That is……?"

Clara's eyes widened.

But seeing that figure quickly put away the pistol, he immediately pulled out a long-barreled musket from behind with one hand, and slammed the muzzle horizontally, seeming to pull the trigger without even aiming.

Accompanied by the gunshots, Clara moved her eyes, just in time to see a pirate with a rifled gun aiming at the murloc slave and fell to the ground.

"That person... is saving the fishmen?"

Clara looked at the figure again, her eyes filled with incredible light.

Who is it?

navy?

Bounty Hunter?

Can't it be a pirate?

Is it even more impossible to be a Murloc?

Looking at the figure going away in a daze, Clara's thoughts surged.

She couldn't think of anyone who would save the murloc in such a place full of dirty water.

The person who opened the gun was Maude who was always watching the battle.

After seeing the murloc slave successfully break through, he was overjoyed and quickly followed.

Later, I saw pirates who came out from pubs or casinos on both sides of the street to join in the fun, using murloc slaves as live targets to practice guns.

"Dare to move my prey?"

Maude didn't even think about it at the time, so he shot the gun and killed the three pirates who jumped the most.

There was also a scene that made Clara feel incredible.

(End of this chapter)