Chapter 175 Mole, Death

“What’s the matter, Vice Admiral, Mole, can’t you stand up anymore?”

Gurant slowly put down the Seven Star Sword in his hand, picked up the red wine, and shook it slightly.

“Hmm…”

The Mole stood up with both hands on the sword, trembling, looking at each other yellingly, panting, and almost unable to speak.

“Give up, you have no chance of hurting anyone here again.”

A man in a beige coat stood up and stood in front of the Mole.

“You are, I remember, you are the cadre of Red Hair Pirates.”

Mole took a deep breath, stood upright, looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, and said in a sarcasm: “Did your own captain die in his hands, but turned to the enemy?”

“A pirate is a pirate, and there will never be trust.”

Lanlot’s face sank, and he rushed towards the Mole with a cold snort, and the afterimage appeared. A sword was cut down. The Mole held the sword in both hands and blocked it. He immediately turned around to reduce his strength and swept away with a sword. Lanlot also He immediately turned around, stepped back a little bit, and the tip of the sword swept across his waist, a slight difference.

“Puff!”

In an instant, Lanrot’s footsteps clicked again, a sword slashed on the mole’s shoulder, blood splashed, the mole endured the severe pain and circled the opponent again, and the sword went toward the neck, but was killed by the opponent. He turned around to catch it, and then drew a sword in his abdomen again. The blade changed and swung it again in the same trajectory. The Mole had to make a concession and jumped back a long way.

“puff!”

Lanrot pressed tightly. On the side of Mole’s body, Lanrot slashed on the deck with a sword. The Mole just wanted to take the opportunity to give a sword, but unexpectedly the other side kicked it out without pulling it out, and hurriedly raised the sword. Blocked in front of his chest, he was knocked into the air with a “bang”, smashing a pile of wooden boxes on the ship.

“Huh! Huh! Huh!”

Lanrot rushed forward, the Mole kicked out a wooden box, and then raised two wooden boxes again, which were chopped in half by Lanrot one by one. A large amount of debris was scattered, blocking the view.

The Mole rushed out of the debris from the sky, and the long sword pierced the opponent’s eyebrows. After a single miss, he stabbed dozens of swords in succession.

“Swish! Swish! Swish!”

Lanrot kept turning his feet, his body kept turning sideways, avoiding all attacks by the opponent calmly, and thinking calmly. On the other hand, the mole, due to internal injuries, gradually lost strength, sweated on his forehead, and continued to attack by gritting his teeth.

“I can’t keep up with his speed at all. My sword can’t even touch the tail of his clothes.”

While attacking, Mole was constantly speculating on the battlefield situation in his mind, but unfortunately, no matter how he speculated, the result was the same. His body was injured, and his reaction was slow due to excessive bleeding. It would definitely be right to drag it for a long time. He is disadvantageous.

“Asshole, it seems that I am going to die here today, but at least I can’t die by this person.”

Mole stepped forward again, a sword swept toward the opponent’s abdomen, Lanrot speeded up and jumped back.

“I can’t give up the offense, it will only lose faster.”

“Huh!”

While thinking about it, Lanrot suddenly appeared short in front of Mole and swung a sword.

“Puff!”

Mole lowered his head and saw a white light. His body was shot into the air. A large amount of blood sprayed out from his chest, exuding dazzling brilliance under the sun.

“boom!”

Falling to the ground, Mole propped on the ground with both hands. Just about to straighten up his upper body, a blood-stained sword pointed at him innocent. Drops of blood dripped from the tip of the sword on his face, slid across his lips, with fishy Taste is his own blood.

“You lose, surrender.”

Lanrot pointed the tip of his sword at the opponent, and his low voice hovered on the boat, “Give it up, it will be the same for any number of rounds.”

“Even if there is no injury, our gap is not as small as you think.”

“If you want the dignity of death, then I will shave your funny hair.”

The tip of the sword moved upwards, and Lanrot pointed to the funny punk head on the top of the mole’s head and said.

“Are you humiliating me?”

Mole knew that he was bound to die, even if the sword was pointed at his head, there was no fear, and his eyes were firm.

“A mere pirate, kill it if you want.”

“But one day, you… and the people behind you will die on this sea.”

The Mole’s voice was calm and indifferent, as if he had accepted his upcoming destiny, and continued:

“In this world, there are countless people with justice in their hearts, and they will grow up and end this era of evil.”

“Justice will prevail!”

“Huh!”

A dagger appeared suddenly, wiping the Mole’s face and inserting it into the deck, a strange laugh came.

“Jie Hehe…”

“Justice? Sin?”

“Who made these things?”

Federsack’s figure appeared behind the Mole, squatted slowly beside the Mole’s head, pulled out the dagger inserted into the deck, stuck it to the wound cut by the dagger, and laughed.

“Marine is righteous? Pirates are evil?”

“This kind of thing doesn’t matter at all, history is written by the victors, whoever wins… whoever is justice.”

“Justice wins…isn’t it taken for granted?”



When Mole heard these words, he just wanted to retort, but Federsack took a quick step and stuck a knife on his neck. Mole’s eyes bulged, and his hands wanted to grab the dagger on his neck, but the other party refused to give him it. At this opportunity, he directly swiped the dagger inserted into his neck.

“Pouch~!!!”

In an instant, the mole’s neck was cut open with a knife, and the carotid artery was severed. Without any first aid, an arterial jet was formed, and the blood sprayed several meters into the sky.

Lanlot frowned, but didn’t make any movement, letting blood spray on his face and body.

Luo stood next to him, frowning, and using his fingers to show his abilities, an umbrella appeared in his hand, blocking the spray of blood.

Mole covered his neck with his hands in an attempt to cover the wound, but this was just a useless act. Blood constantly spilled from his fingers and stained the deck beneath him.

After ten seconds, the Mole lost consciousness, and died completely in convulsions after three minutes.


“Jie Hehe…”

Federsack raised the dagger, stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked it with a smile: “The elite of Naval Headquarters, it was so painful when he died, if he was taken pictures of his death and sent to Marine…”

Lanlot frowned, “He is a swordsman, this method of death is humiliating enough, there is no need…”

“Are you trying to order me?” Lanrot was interrupted by Federsack’s gloomy voice before he finished speaking.

“Humph!”

Lanlot snorted coldly, turned and left. He knew that although he had been in the Scarlet Pirates for a long time, in the real core layer, I was afraid that no one would take him as his own.

“A Naval Headquarters Vice Admiral is enough for my special collection.” Federsack snickered, the dagger disappeared without a trace in his hand, and he took off the blood-stained white gloves, exposing the skin covered with blood. The small scar’s right hand touched the mole.

“Om~”



Soon, a dark purple light gleamed slightly, and the mole’s body gradually became stiff, his skin pale and bloodless.

“Huh!”

Suddenly, the Mole’s closed eyes suddenly opened, and suddenly sat up from the deck, without any movement, his eyes were hollow, like a puppet.

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