He was shocked and turned pale with fright on his face. He didn't expect that someone would stop him on the beach, and he didn't expect Kuro to be so fast that he appeared next to him almost instantly.
The horn-like mouth squirmed, and a cloud of black ink gushed out, which was almost a subconsciously reaction, and then Hachi felt a cold touch from his waist, and a sharp pain came. .
The whole waist seemed to have been pierced by a few holes by a sharp blade. Hachi screamed in pain, the ink gushing in his mouth suddenly closed, a black liquid overflowed from his nostrils, and the weight of his feet Unsteadily staggering, the sharp blade in his hand swung and slashed wildly.
Crack clang!
As if slashing on a sharp blade, black ink slowly spilled from mid-air and retreated to reveal the scenery behind, five sharp cat claws and blades staggered and stuck. The sword in Hachi's hand, followed by a weird clockwise direction, the heavy object and metal fell to the ground with the cracking sound of "chi la".
Two arms and arms were cut off, and they were still trembling weirdly on the ground. Kuro kicked and kicked them. Hachi's face was bloodless, he watched stiffly and fell on the deck. The two arms on the upper arm, and then lowered his head to see the three knife holes pierced at the waist, and the scarlet blood "gurgled" out.
Across from him, the man in a suit was slowly wiping the blood and ink stained on the blade. Kuro slowly retracted the ten blades before he found his eyes. Half of the lens was stuck with ink. , He wiped it irritably, the more the mirror surface was wiped, the darker it became.
"Hachi!"
Nami just got on the boat and looked at the miserable Arlong Pirates's Fishman cadre, her face suddenly turned pale, and her brain seemed to be insufficient. Looking at Kuro, he was shocked to catch a glimpse of the one after another burly silhouette on the deck, and his voice trembled: "It's all Fishman!"
Kuro threw away the glasses helplessly, he glanced at Nami said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, those are not real Fishman clan."
"Put away the dead bodies and clean up the deck!" Kuro turned his head and ordered.
The two fishman corpses on the deck were put into sacks and pulled into the bottom of the cabin. Hachi's two broken arms were also thrown into the sacks, leaving two new recruits carrying buckets on the deck. The blood, strangely quiet, is chilling.
"It's not Fishman!"
After spending years in Arlong Pirates, Nami was taken aback and looked at the two men cleaning the deck, swallowing and spitting, "Obviously Fishman Ah, but they killed Fishman of Arlong Pirates… Is Fishman killing Fishman, so who are these guys?"
"Nami, you dare to collude with outsiders, Arlong will not let go Your…" Hachi stared fiercely at Nami.
Heaven knows, he really blamed Nami, and Nami is also at a loss now.
"At least it proves that Arlong Pirates and I are definitely not in the same group." Kuro squeezed out a gentle smile, and then glanced at Hachi's eyes coldly. He licked his lips and said that Nami was unclear. Hachi's inexplicable cold words: "Six-armed Fishman, it should be a rare species in Fishman, hehe ~Yarlin might be interested. In that case, let you live longer."
Why is it that you don't want to kill him, but it gives people a sense of horror that you might as well kill yourself? Because of the excessive blood loss, Hachi started to turn black in front of his eyes. The last single thought in his mind was: " Who is this man? Who is Yarlin that he said?"
The weird dark night beach, black waves slapped on the sand, and the ship slowly left with a bloody aftertaste. Toward the cold and deep sea.
"Who is Yarlin? Who are you? What are you guys…" Nami leaned against the mast, he asked quietly while looking at Kuro's back.
Looking at the calm sea, no one can see how many dangerous reefs are hidden underneath. Kuro doesn't know where he found a new pair of glasses to put on the bridge of his nose, he turned his head to look Nami, indifferently said: "Yarlin is my superior Sir, and I am actually a Marine, um…Hang up this flag!"
"Marine?"
Nami showed disgust on her face, and then subconsciously caught the banner that Kuro had thrown over. She stretched out her hand and shook it away. It was a bloody skull banner.
"Pirate flag!"
Nami's pupils trembled, she has no idea which sentence Kuro is telling is the truth and which is the lie, or the man from start to finish There is no truth in the mouth.
She obediently hoisted the Pirate flag to the mast, the blood-colored skull flag fluttered in the dark night sky, and the corner of Kuro's mouth evoked a cold smile: "I can get 30 million Beli in one month. Hurry up… and, Lieutenant Yarlin's temper doesn't like to waste time waiting for others."
At the same time!
Yarlin received a report from his subordinates that the 16th branch of Marine really blocked the access channel of the 153th branch Sea Territory like a pocket.
Looking at the starry sky at night, with his fingers tapping frequently on the edge of the window edge, Yarlin's gaze looked at the dark sky faintly, and suddenly he thought of a sentence that did not remember where he saw it: "The sea is the sky Reflection!"
Yarlin felt that he should appreciate the courage shown by Marine Division 16. At this time, Kuro should have arrived in the Sea Territory under Marine Division 16, and his grin was white and neat. Teeth: "Kuro, you can move faster…I have already impatiently wanted to let Marine 153's Battleship just and honourable drive on that Sea Territory!"
"Oh , And also, if Lombard goes well, he will be back from the Grand Line now." Yarlin flashed the wolf-like night in his mind, and the smile on his face was inexplicable: "That's a need to always The guy who beats."
Squeezing all the various thoughts in his mind, Yarlin turned his head and picked up Den Den Mushi, held it in his palm, and moved towards the prison.
In the middle of the night, Ripa sat on the cold aisle without sleep, looking up at the moonlight shining through the cramped ventilation window.
The door of the prison was opened, Lipa was stunned and saw Yarlin walk in from outside, he hurriedly stood up to meet him.
"You haven't slept yet?" Yarlin said indifferently, staring at Ripa.
"No, not too sleepy!" Like an old friend's greeting, it gives people an indescribable strange feeling.
"Why, want to go for a walk?" Yarlin faint smiled.
"Yes, okay?" Ripa's heart jumped, and his tone stammered.
"Don't worry, there will be a chance in the future." Yarlin threw Den Den Mushi in his hand to Ripa.
Ripa's face showed a sad color, but at the same time a hope rose up. He held Den Den Mushi and asked in doubt: "What do you want me to do?"
" Make a phone call with a few neighbors around and initiate a contact and party in the name of Morgan Captain. My identity is not enough. You can only make this call. Yarlin looked deeply at Lipa and said, "The time is fixed. Two weeks later, at the end of this month…"