Under the night, the sound of pattering rain was swallowed by the sound of huge waves, and the splashing waves beat a dilapidated multi-masted sailing ship docked on the shore, and the soaked skull flag at the top of the mast was frantically torn by the wind and waves, crunching The crunchy dumb, like a group of vultures hovering over the dead for a long time.
Hunger, carnival, shuddering!
For Via Pirates, who is "drifting" on East Blue, the small island unexpectedly means a feast.
The Pirates, who have been drifting on the sea for half a month, are destined to become a group of wild beasts of stomach rumbling with hunger when they set foot on this island, they are howling crazy , Roaring, waving all kinds of inferior but powerful weapons in his hands, as if he could not vent the repression overflowing in his heart without this. This was a complex emotion that they could not understand in their lack of thinking.
"I smell the unique smell of Berry, and the intoxicating aroma of wine, oh, yes, and the full body of the women…" Captain Via, wearing a black hat With a dark sword in his hand, brown boots stepped on the sword's landing spot, even the black night could not hide the greed in his eyes: "Oh, yes, I listen When it comes to your impatient breathing, the desire to kill and plunder is roaring in our blood. We are the mighty Via Pirates. We ride the wind and waves to this island."
Every time Captain Via The mobilization commands are almost exactly the same, but every time I hear it again, it is still as overwhelmed by emotions as the first time. The bloodline is full of flowers. The Pirates underneath hold their heavy breathing one by one, and their bloodshot eyes become more cruel.
Captain Via's lifting hat looked at his crew, and he didn't notice that one of the lips was hiding an insignificant arc. There was a trace of mockery in the cold, and he pulled it out very satisfied. The abduction sword in his hand swung roar vigorously over his head: "Go and bring back all the wealth on this island, my crew, start your carnival!!!"
"Roar roar roar—— "
The tranquility of the island was completely torn apart. Dozens of Pirate screamed and dispersed, moving towards the panic-lit light in the center of the island and rushed away.
"Yarlin, what are you rubbing against? Did a serious illness burn your brain? If you don't catch up quickly, Bailey will be taken away by others." Fick looked at My closest companion to Pirate in Via Pirates, his eyes are full of doubts. Since Yarlin woke up with a high fever two months ago, there has been an unspeakable change. He has become a little dull. You have to know before. Every time the captain gave an order, Yarlin always wanted to rush to the first one, but in the last few times the opponent has fallen behind.
"Damn it!" Fick quickly put his doubts behind him, leaving only anxiousness because unconsciously the other Pirates have run out of sight, which means that if nothing happens, this time they It will be difficult to get any decent gains, especially after most of the looted wealth has to be turned over to the captain.
"Don't worry, Fick." A hoarse voice with a little cough, as if a walnut stuck in the throat reveals the weakness of lack of breath, while speaking, the voice of the owner's mouth just evoked the arc The line was flattened, and it was the indifferent thin lips hidden in the dark in front, and then gradually revealed pale faces without much blood. The blue pupils in the narrow eyes reflected Fick's anxious expression. Dao's dead flesh with the scar on his left cheek looked even more hideous.
"The scars on your face will become even uglier when you are in a hurry!" Yarlin licked the wet and whitish mouth soaked by rain, and moved towards what was still faintly visible in the distance Pirate's shadow chased it.
Fick's cheek fiercely twitched twice, "Damn bastard, this scar was left behind for you." He chased up and cursed fiercely, with a hint of regret in his eyes. , But in an instant was replaced by fierce determination in the bottom of my heart, "Although we are all vicious Pirate, but Yarlin is my best brother, if you don't protect him, Yarlin's fragile head will be shattered, take me A scar would not lose his life. Besides, the Pirates originally grew more fierce and more fragrant."
The emotional changes on Fick's face could not be kept away from Yarlin. He pressed his lower lip lightly. Issho grinning: "The Baileys you grab will be yours."
"hmph! Rottweiler, Gan Xivir and those bastards rush forward, you think they will leave us with something else. "That's what I said, Fick was still laughed heartily, and he felt that saving Yarlin was indeed correct.
"Raising fast may not necessarily be able to grab the most, and falling behind does not mean that you will get nothing. The most important thing is to find the right target." Yarlin stopped, watching the sudden change in his eyes Get bright and vivid scenery.
That bright is the rays of light raging by flames, half of the four-meter-high arched door at the entrance of the town is burning, and the other half is shrinking and scorching, and black smoke follows the twisted wood grain on the top of the head. Gathering, it is obviously wood, but in Yarlin's eyes, it is strangely like a scorched and deformed dead person.
Inside are the chaotic wailing and the hysterical arrogance of the mob, and the bloody smell that cannot be concealed even by rain and smoke. With the gust of wind, it pours into his mouth and nose without entering. In the small town, a picture of hell on earth outlined by blood has clearly appeared in Yarlin's mind, bright and dazzling.
Even though many lives and blood have been contaminated in his hands in his previous life, Yarlin still frowned fiercely, but his left hand hidden in the linen glove was clenched tightly, making joints touch. Boring, but it seems that there is another voice in that voice.
More dull, more depressing, and-urgent! ! !
"Target? What do you mean?" Fick didn't understand what Yarlin meant. He looked at the man in the town who resisted the murder, the woman who was dragged to the ground in despair, and the child kneeling on the ground with blank eyes. , And in the center, a short and thin monkey-like Pirate was staring at them coldly, and under his feet were bags of blood-stained Bailey.
"Damn Ganzivir must have left us with none of Bailey." Fick cursed.
"Look, the idiot Fick and his sick child are here." Gan Sivir kicked the woman who was kneeling on the ground and kowtow. Next to the woman was a teenage boy with frightened eyes. And hollow, the poor child was terrified.
"Who are you stupid? You ugly, shameless, stinky monkey kneeling and licking Rottweiler's chrysanthemum." Fick's counterattack was vicious, "Oh, my God, Yarlin, look at Sivir His cheeks have become red, as red as a monkey's ass."
"I'm going to kill you!!!" Gan Xivir's thin body screamed like a woman, "Kill me I want to tear his mouth apart."
The five Pirates around Ganzivir stared at Fick, the killing intent in their eyes made no secret of it, as if the next moment would be a collective Charged up and smashed Fick and Yarlin to pieces.
"Only the captain in Via Pirates has the power to execute crew members. Other crew members are not allowed to fight privately. Do you want to be stripped by the captain and soaked in seawater in a bucket?"
Not far away, a few footsteps approached hurriedly. At first, a human figure resembling a brown bear, it was Via Pirates' number two, first officer Lowe.
Ganceville's voice was stopped abruptly by a male duck pinching his throat. His twinkling pupils seemed to recall a horrible scene, and the faces of the surrounding Pirates were also abnormal. Ugly.
On Via Pirates, the captain's will must not be violated. No one dares to challenge the captain's authority head-on, and everyone is unwilling to converge on the killing intent.
"Gather all the Baileys and drinks, and send them back to the boat in a team, and the others will spread out in pairs and continue to search the town. Don't miss any corner, any piece of Bailey. Lowe stared at Fick coldly, and then scanned Yarlin without any emotion, his gaze was like looking at two dead men.
Yarlin didn't say a word from beginning to end. He watched Lowe leave with an unusually calm gaze, and watched Ganzivir killing the woman at his feet and leaving.
What Gansiville didn't notice was that the moment he turned around, there was a strange black light flashed in Yarlin's pupils. He suppressed the dryness in his throat, using a non-human voice. Whispered: "It's time to eat!"