Chapter 129 The Devil (5-star review required)

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The pirate boss would never have thought:

These pirate minions are well aware that people in their line of work are most likely to become cannon fodder, so over time they have become smarter and have developed a complete understanding with each other.

Generally, in daily frictions like this, there is no blood feud that requires life and death. When their bosses and main forces are fighting, they are responsible for acting out fierce fights on the side to create the right atmosphere. No one will really kill. After all, although they all have a worthless life, it is their own. No one wants to sacrifice in vain just because the boss gets drunk and loses his temper.

The pirate boy realized something was wrong as soon as he popped his head out. He shrank back out of fear, but unfortunately he failed to hold on to his new good brother. The big brother closed his eyes and rushed out decisively. With a handsome leap, he fell to the ground in the middle of the room in full view of everyone.

The pirate brother covered his face with his hands, wept bitterly, and silently said in his heart, "Brother, rest in peace! I will take care of my sister-in-law!"

But when he thought about his good brother who was also an old bachelor, he couldn't help but spit to the side.

When they saw someone suddenly rushing out, they thought someone was trying to launch a sneak attack without following martial ethics. Both sides thought it was the other party's man, and as a result, everyone raised their weapons!

"Pfft! Pfft!"

The "smart" pirate opened his eyes in horror and stared blankly at the dozen bloody holes on his body, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Why...why is it like this?"

He struggled to finish his last sentence, then collapsed to the ground like a grasshopper in autumn, kicked his legs a few times, and gradually lost his breath, becoming the first victim of the gunfight between the two sides.

Smart pirates don’t know the 12 truths: Hesitation will lead to defeat, and there is another sentence behind it: Decisiveness will lead to failure!

cruel!

But this is the reality that pirates have to face every day. Maybe they feel it is exciting and interesting in the last second, but they may lose their heads in the next second!

When the pirates present saw the blood, they were like sharks smelling blood. The atmosphere changed instantly. Everyone understood that if the fight continued, it would be a fight to the death.

The captains on both sides also began to hesitate. The brief fight just now had already given Artesan and Dirk a certain understanding of each other's strength. Both of them knew that if a real fight broke out, it would be difficult to determine the winner between them in a short period of time.

Then is it necessary to continue fighting until both sides suffer losses? You know, there are dozens of pirate groups of all sizes gathered on this island. Although they are the strongest echelon among them, their days will not be as good as they are now after their foundation is destroyed.

"Squeak!"

Just when the two sides were still in a stalemate over who should make the first move to make peace, the door of the tavern was pushed open and all the pirates glared at them with murderous eyes.

"excuse me!"

A male voice like a subwoofer reached the ears of the pirates in the field. For some reason, everyone felt their hearts tremble, their heartbeats began to speed up unconsciously, the hairs on their bodies stood up, and they instinctively clenched their weapons in the direction of the door.

Then, I saw that what came in from the door was not a person, but a pair of huge hands reaching out.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

I saw a pair of hands grabbing the door frame of the tavern's wooden door, and roughly tearing down the door and the wall to create a big hole.

"Da da da!"

The hard-soled military boots made crisp footsteps on the wooden floor.

"Boom!"

"Hey! What's wrong with you?"

"Dong dong!"

As the footsteps slowly approached, the pirate minions in the field began to fall one after another without any warning.

"Hey... what are you doing..?"

"Boom!"

In the end, only two captains, Artesan and Dirk, were still standing. Both of them were sweating profusely and looked towards the direction of the gate with serious expressions.

Soon, a 5-meter-tall man with shoulders as broad as his height and who looked like a cube slowly walked in.

His long, light yellow hair that was somewhat graying was draped behind him. He was wearing an old military uniform from an unknown era. There were several badges on the collar of his jacket, and on his left arm was a logo similar to a football captain's armband, with the number 09 printed on it.

The man had a devilish smile on his face, ignoring the pirates and two pirate captains lying on the floor in the room, and walked straight to the bar.

"Sa, aren't you going to come out and entertain the guests, boss?"

The tavern owner who had been hiding in the corner and witnessed the whole thing wanted to die at this moment. The pirates on both sides had just stopped, and now a guy who looked even more difficult to deal with came. He stepped on dog shit when he went out today, and thought he was going to get lucky, but unexpectedly he was going to be in big trouble.

Artesan's 3-meter height and strong physique already make him stand out among ordinary people, but compared with the guy in front of him, he seems a little inferior.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing, you tall guy? You barged in all of a sudden. Didn't you see that this place is closed today?"

Ataisang raised his head and shouted at the burly man in an arrogant tone in order to regain his position.

"Boss! Serve the drinks quickly. I want the best and strongest whiskey!"

The sturdy man completely ignored Atesan who was yelling at him and continued to give orders to the tavern owner.

"Ah! Okay! Please wait a moment, sir!"

The tavern owner came to his senses, hurriedly took a large bottle of wine from the cabinet, carefully placed it on the bar, and then quickly hid aside.

“Crack, gulp, gulp!”

The man held the 1.5-liter glass bottle in his hand like a small test tube. He unscrewed the bottle cap, opened his mouth wide and drank the whole bottle of wine in two gulps.

"Haha~ Great! Keep serving the wine, boss!"

"Hey! You bastard! I'm talking to you! Are you fucking deaf?"

When Atesan saw that the other party treated him as a transparent person, he immediately roared in anger.

Dirk, who was standing next to him, was so frightened when he saw that face that he couldn't take care of himself. He was shaking all over, his legs were weak, and he could only hold on to the bar to keep himself steady. His trembling lips made a sound that only he could hear:

"Why, why is this monster here! A member of the crew of the former Pirate King Roger, the descendant of the devil! Douglas Barrett!!"

"Damn it! Go to hell! How dare you ignore me? Who do you think I am? I am King Kong Atesan with a bounty of 4500 million berries! I will soon surpass the Pirate King Roger!"

As he spoke, Artesan jumped up and punched the opponent in the face.

Hearing the words "Pirate King Roger" and others, Barrett could no longer remain selectively deaf. He slowly put down the empty bottle in his hand, turned around and was met with a fist head-on.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang.

Atesan's fist hit the opponent's nose so hard that smoke even came out.

But the smile on Artesan's face disappeared instantly. He found that after he swung his full-strength attack with hatred and hit the opponent in the face, it did not cause any damage at all. The opponent didn't even blink.

"What, what's going on?"

The strong sense of unreality made him unable to help but take two steps back!

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