Pirates: Crime Killers

"Boss Kildeo!" The blue-haired girl who picked up Bazel greeted Terry Kildeo enthusiastically.

And Terry Kildeo punched her in the head.

"Ouch, it hurts!" The girl suffered pain, holding her head in her hands, with a look of grievance.

"You still know pain, who allowed you to be so aggressive? Actually exposed on the street?"

"It's my fault, don't blame Miss Ahir." Bazel took the initiative.

"Hmph, the guy who can't fire a gun, and learn to take revenge." Kildeo snorted softly, but did not continue to scold.

"The blood sea has a deep hatred, how can you not repay it?" Ahir pouted, still rubbing his head, and it didn't look like the punch was light.

"Brainless, as brainless as that Simpson, they all said that they would avenge him, but as soon as they saw the enemy, they red-eyed, and they took their own lives, hey." Kildeo sighed, this newcomer is not easy to bring.

"There! Fast! Fast! "The guards of the Kingdom of Brudo rushed over, and there were quite a few of them.

"Retreat, quick!" Ahir was shocked and quickly beckoned the others to slip away.

Kildeo picked up the golden cane that Ronald had had, which was pure gold and could be worth a lot of money and add a little savings to the poor revolutionary army.

"Don't chase, be careful of an ambush."

Seeing that the revolutionary army was withdrawn, the captain of the guard stretched out his hand to stop his subordinates, in case there was an ambush of other revolutionary troops in front, it was not a joke.

"This group of guys, it's really troublesome."

"Two great nobles died at once, even Prince Ronald died, this time the king should be furious."

The guards next to him sighed, if nothing else, they would also be implicated and punished.

The captain of the guard also had a dark cloud on his face, and his originally moist life was troubled by this group of guys who called themselves the revolutionary army.

Seeing that there was no excitement to see, Nilo flew back to the hotel, and after just making such a disturbance, the time was already a little late, and it was lively to see during the day.

Kildeo and Ahir and others returned to the stronghold of the revolutionary army smoothly.

Inside the stronghold, Dorag was looking at the information on the table, and everyone came back and said hello, "Come back, go out to probe the intelligence, what is the result?"

Kildeo found a chair and sat down, lit a cigarette, and looked a little melancholy: "Don't mention it, the Simpson kid met his enemy on the street, and went to find his enemy while we were doing our parting, and the result was that they all died."

Dorag's hand reading the information paused, and said flatly: "It's good, at least the killing of relatives and enemies has been solved, and it can be regarded as giving an explanation to his family and giving himself an explanation."

"The point is that it's not the end of it." Kildeo brought Bazel next to him to him, pointed at him and said, "This guy actually went to learn from the Simpsons kid."

After Simpson took revenge, it just so happened that this kid's enemy also came, just that Prince Ronald, this guy had a hot head and rushed out, Ahir also exposed his identity in order to save him, if I wasn't there at the time, they would all be finished. Taking

a sharp breath of smoke, he still felt a little angry, and smashed a punch on Bazel's head: "You girl, if you don't obey the order, I will feed you to the sea king!"

"Next time, definitely." Bazel shrunk his head, this time it was indeed his problem. But can anyone maintain their sanity in the face of enemies with blood and sea hatred? It's too hard.

But the revenge has been revenged, Ronald is dead, his life has been handed over to the revolutionary army, the commander said to the east, he will never go west.

Dorag also rubbed his forehead, these people were all oppressed or agreed with his ideas, but unfortunately there was no formal and systematic training, which made the talent who could command the battle extremely scarce.

According to Kildeou's description just now, the biggest problem this time should be the little girl Ahir, blindly rushing to save people, which may kill more brothers.

The battlefield is not a place for anger.

It seems that it is necessary to identify a base and then start preparing for the training.

Inside the stronghold, there are many patrols, fat and thin, tall and short, old and young, but all with a clear goal, that is, to overthrow the corrupt and unjust rule today.

On the other side of the moment, there is no such harmony in Brudo's palace.

King Benedict was sitting in his chair and furious.

"Are you waste? Two nobles died in the same place?"

"Am I not able to govern well?"

"Or am I unreadable?"

"How did I raise your group of straw bales!"

A series of greetings made the group of ministers below dare not raise their heads.

But more thankfully, fortunately I was far away from that street at that time, otherwise I might have passed.

Others wonder, these revolutionary armies are so powerful, can Brudo really withstand it? It seems that shipyards will have to speed up the schedule.

"Pass on my order, assemble the army tomorrow morning, and compete with the group of guys who call themselves the revolutionary army!" Benedict blushed and looked angry.

It doesn't matter if that Cosmo guy is dead, but Ronelle is his blood relative.

If this gets out, where is his face? Where does Brudo's face remain?

"Your Majesty, you must not, Your Majesty." When a minister heard that the king was going to gather troops to start a war, he hurriedly intervened to stop it: "We don't know at all how many troops and munitions the revolutionary army organization has in its possession, and if we start a war rashly, I am afraid that we will suffer heavy casualties."

"Yes, Your Majesty, think again."

"Let's let the intelligence organization continue to probe the news first, and then act when there is more information."

"I think so too."

Everyone dissuaded, and Benedict saw that everyone was against him, and he wanted to drag them all out and behead, but he still held back.

Many of these guys hold heavy power, and if they directly order to kill, it will be very troublesome, and maybe they will mutiny.

"Okay then, then wait a few more days and let the intelligence services speed up the process."

"Your Majesty is wise!" The ministers complimented.

I'm afraid that when the meeting is over, many people will meet at the shipyard, right?

But Benedict was going to wait, and Dorag felt the time was ripe.

There has been a long-standing grudge within the city, and the king is a straw bale who only cares about face.

The latest intelligence shows that General Brudo lied about the number of troops in order to get more military salaries, and the number of people who lied was not small.

At that time, it is estimated that there will be problems with the deployment.

The troops prepared for the battle, inspected ammunition and sharpened their swords.

Recruited locally from Brudo, looking out at the distant city, the gaze is either hateful or complex.

Early the next morning, the shops on the streets seemed to sense the smoke of war, and most of them closed.

On the street, there are only three or three pedestrians in a hurry.

The guards who were trained daily have also disappeared, and it seems that they have begun to assemble.

Obviously, the palace side has received news from the intelligence department that the troops of the revolutionary army are gathering.

Nilo leaned leisurely on the sloped roof to bask in the morning sun.

The corners of his mouth curled up, "Good show, it's about to begin." "