Pirate: I who have the power of the black emperor will eventually become the king

There was a sound of footsteps, and the ghost spider and others arrived.

The time for execution has come.

They were accompanied by great princes and officials.

They groveled, like slaves, even if only in front of Draco's men.

The scourge looked at the eldest prince and laughed and said, "Hey, you really look like a dog!"

The eldest prince was annoyed, "Even if it is a dog, I am also the dog of His Royal Highness Draco, and I am also a nobleman of noble blood. And you are just garbage, only worthy of being trampled on the ground by us.

Wait to die, bastard, I will list your crimes in front of the people and hang you in front of them. "

In the past, the scoundrels did not put them in their eyes as businessmen who saved the country, but now they have become their prisoners, and they still do not put them in their eyes.

It was this contempt that deeply stung his heart.

They don't know what they think, but they don't care.

Sneered: "I don't want to compete with you for the status of a dog, remember, I will soon become your nightmare!" "

The scourge was forcibly picked up, his hands tied behind his back, and one grabbed one of his arms, and the force was about to tear his arm off.

He did not resist and let them drag himself out.

His legs dragged on the ground, but there was no pain, and he used his powers to absorb the friction.

As he left, the smile on his face did not disappear, staring at the eldest prince until he turned the corner.

The cell fell silent again.

Only the old man in the next cell was left dumbfounded to watch all this, muttering in his mouth:

"No one wants to give up power and status, no, the revolutionary army is pure."

His determination was strong and he soon recovered from the influence of the whip's words.

The scourge was dragged out of the dungeon.

There were people on both sides of the road, and they threw rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs at the falcon.

One by one, they gritted their teeth and showed resentment, and at this time, they all felt that they were a great evil, and these "simple" residents had already regarded themselves as enemies.

He was starting to get a little scared.

He was not afraid of the gallows, but afraid that the last bit of nostalgia for this world would also be broken.

Well, he will go completely insane.

However, the head of the scourge never lowered, and he raised his head and looked at the execution table set up in the middle of the capital square.

He looked at the gallows, this will be my throne!

In the crowd.

Some people did not follow the public to cast a hostile gaze towards the falcon, but exchanged ears.

"Now all the guards are attracted by the execution, it is a good time for us to rob the prison, and the plan is implemented!"

The people of the revolutionary army hiding in the crowd sent a message.

He looked at the scourge who was walking towards the execution site step by step, and there was a trace of respect in his heart.

They know the deeds of the falcon, and it can be said that Callet Gang can live to the present, and it is completely supported by the falcon.

Without him, Callet Hill would have been destroyed long ago.

Now, those who have received favor regard him as an enemy and even want to execute him.

The world really doesn't know what's wrong.

......

Except for the revolutionary army.

There was also a pink-haired girl in the crowd, looking at the cane walking towards the execution table, and couldn't help but mutter

: "Damn, it's still one step late." It's a pity that a business genius has fallen like this, and I want to invite him. "

He's the captain of the Bonnie Pirates, Joe Ellie Bonnie.

The crew beside him couldn't help but sigh: "Captain, even if he is not executed, it is not something that we pirates can recruit." He is a rich and rival country, a real big businessman.

"Yes, Captain, don't do anything stupid, Vice Admiral Ghost Spider of the Navy Headquarters is here."

The pirates around her kept persuading her.

Bonnie responded impatiently, "Of course I know, but I feel a little sorry that he was born in the wrong country."

Her words came to an abrupt end.

Country, she didn't really want to mention it.

At this time.

The scourge was already standing on the execution stand.

The executioner, who was waiting under the gallows, lowered his chains, and he approached the falcon, smelling the falcon, and a disgusting feeling almost made him vomit.

Together with the other, stretch out the rope and put it around the neck of the whip.

The executioner turned around and shouted directly ahead: "Prisoner Sebastian has been brought and confirmed to be himself." He

looked up and saw that not far in front of him, a high platform made of golden and steel supports was standing

, and he was sure that there must not be a high platform there before, and it was still golden.

At the top of the high platform, Draco sat on a seat, stepping on the palms of two dwarves, laughing loudly, and the Lash couldn't hear what he was saying,

but looking at his appearance made the Lash feel annoyed.

The ghost spider stood beside Draco, meticulously guarding his safety.

And the king of Calettegon, rubbing his palms flatteringly, looked even more philistine than he was a merchant.

The scourge heard footsteps from behind.

He turned his body slightly, the rope tightened, his face still did not change, and his eyes were indifferent to death.

Not like a sinner who is about to be executed, but a warrior who dies generously.

Watch the eldest prince walk up to the execution table.

The eldest prince held a roll of parchment and slowly spread it out, with a serious and proud face, which made a strong killing intent gush out of the fellow's heart.

He pressed his hands down, and the voice below fell silent.

Satisfied, he shouted

, "Prisoner Sebastian Scoundrel, he is a dictator, a criminal businessman, who eats steamed buns made of our blood."

Did you know? How much is a steamed bun?

That's 30 Bailey! 30 Bailey!

And the shop of the Huatlai caravan is only 10 Baileys, but he sells 50 Baileys.

His factories and shops are all over the country, he suppresses other people's business development you, people can only buy his items, those expensive things.

He also pretends to be like great benevolent people, treating us as beggars, giving alms to us for small material things, asking us to be grateful to Dade and trampling on our dignity.

After today, we will no longer have to bear his oppression.

We control our own lives!

I will list the crimes of Sebastian Scoundrel here..."