Pirate's Copy

He was dressed in a neat military uniform, with well-kept purple short hair, and the sunglasses that had always covered his eyes turned into the plain glasses he once had.

Zefa stood in front of the mirror, trying to smile again and again, but he couldn't.

Because what he is about to face are parents who lost their children nine years ago, and brothers who lost their siblings.

In that year, a group of passionate little guys who were ready to join the sea to defend justice all fell on a warship.

As their teacher, I could only hold my broken arm, kneel on the deck and cry.

"It's okay, it's really over now."

Smoothing away some wrinkles on his clothes with his hands again, Zefa saluted with his left arm. He was no longer the only one in the mirror.

And the students who have left!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Accompanied by three dull drum beats, a middle-aged man wearing a navy coat stood on a temporary high platform in the Naval Academy Square. His belly was very prominent, and his hands kept beating his belly, making a dull sound.

Superman type, bulging fruit.

It can turn any part of its body into a drum, and the sound it makes can both attack and disturb the enemy.

He is also a student of Zefa, and is in the same class as Akainu and the others.

Lala~

Lala~

With the sound of chains dragging the ground, the eyes of the people already sitting on chairs in the square flashed with excitement.

A man with blood on his face and dull eyes was tied up with chains and dragged up.

"it hurts."

Edward Weeble's trademark crescent beard, which imitated a white beard, has been plucked, and his head has been shaved.

The delicate sea-floor stone shackles around his neck left him with no strength to resist.

Ain held the chain with one hand and held the hat on his head with the other.

The wind is still a bit strong today.

Dang!

The fat body was pulled directly to the high platform and dropped at the feet of the pot-bellied navy.

The man didn't take another look at his belly, which he continued to pat. As everyone's attention was drawn here, the man directly picked up Edward Weibull and hung him on the iron tree that Binz had just used his fruit power to stimulate growth. .

ah!

Edward Weibull's cloudy eyes became clear, and the iron branches pierced his body easily like needles.

Weibull, who usually relies on brute force and fruit abilities to defeat his opponents, is actually not very strong physically.

Little Whitebeard, Whitebeard II, these titles are all self-proclaimed and cannot withstand scrutiny.

The only one who said that his power was comparable to Whitebeard in his youth was Kizaru.

As to how true the words in his mouth are, taste them carefully.

Ain wore a military uniform that he had not officially worn for a long time today, just like he did back then.

However, this time her military uniform was neat and clean, without any stains.

The military rank on his shoulders also changed to general rank.

"It has been ten years since Edward Weeble, the great pirate who once killed our relatives."

Ain walked onto the high platform and looked at the crowd with tears in her eyes below. She felt like her throat was blocked by something.

It wasn't just Ain who was choking. Binz beside him had already burst into tears.

Among the crowd below, a trembling old man stood up.

His grandson was a cadet in the same dormitory as Binz, and his son and daughter-in-law were both marines and died fighting pirates.

The only grandson also died in the hands of Weibull who was hung on an iron tree.

"Sir." The old man stood firm with the help of the people next to him. He held on to the armrest of his seat and looked up at Ain and the others.

"My grandson, can my grandson's revenge be avenged?"

As soon as the old man's words came out, everyone's eyes were fixed on Ain.

In an instant, as if he had been baptized by the terrifying Overlord color, Ain felt that his mind was completely blank.

Facing those expectant eyes, the roar of reluctance and despair still seemed to be echoing in his ears.

"Ain! Run! You and Binz are the most talented, remember to help us get revenge!"

This was the squad leader who led them, and he was also the oldest, the genius young man who was the first to realize the domineering power of seeing, hearing, and sex.

"Haha, Ain, I'm going to die. It's a pity that I didn't have time to confess to you. Let's go!"

This was Lieutenant Donghai who was lying in her arms, looking at his companions who kept falling, with despair in his eyes.

"If you have a next life, you will be my roommate."

This is the roommate whose body was cut off with a knife and whose eyes have lost their luster.

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The bloody warship has been her nightmare for the next few years, and the demon-like man's demented expression has also become the devil in her heart.

Boom!

The sound of heavy footsteps brought Ain back to reality. Zefa was already standing in front of her, helping her block the sight of her former colleagues and family members.

Wow!

With the sound of military uniforms rubbing against each other, Zefa bowed to the crowd below, then raised his head and saluted.

"I am Zefa, the teacher of your children and your brothers. I failed to fulfill my duties as a teacher and sent them safely into the sea. This is my responsibility."

Looking at Zefa on the high platform, many people could not help but shed tears.

Blame Zefa?

Of course they blamed, if Zefa had not taken their children and brothers out, they would not have died at all.

But let’s talk about how much we hate and complain.

That's really not the case.

They had long known the image of Zefa, who had been stabbed several times and had an arm broken. He was already dying when he was rescued.

He had tried his best, but to no avail.

"I won't say any nonsense, let's carry out the execution."

After opening his mouth, Zefa found that all the notes he had typed all night had been forgotten, and he could only dryly announce the start of the execution to the crowd below.

Ain took out a dagger from his waist and stabbed it directly into Edward Weibull's shoulder. UU reading www. uukanshu.net

Wow!

Blood splattered and pieces of flesh flew.

A piece of flesh and blood fell to the ground. As Edward Weibull screamed, Binz stretched out his hands and several vines locked Edward Weibull's body tightly.

The man who was standing on the high platform immediately shook his head when he saw Ain's knife.

"Let me do it."

The man stood in front of Ain and took the dagger in her hand.

"I don't think I introduced myself, Love Smanki. My brother is the monitor of your class."

The man with a big belly opened his mouth, and then the dagger, like a folding fan in a dancer's hand, slashed several times across Edward Weibull's body in an instant.

Pieces of flesh as thin as paper were peeled off, and Edward Weibull's voice became hoarse.

"In addition, I am also the warden of Impel Down City."

"I can master Shiliu-sama's trial and punishment, as well as little Sati's methods!"

"Edward Weeble, take your time and enjoy it!"

"My brother, the despair before his death!"

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