Pirates: Dark Smoker, never lose three times in a row

In just a few seconds, all the wounded were swallowed by darkness.

Seeing this scene, not only the people, but also the surrounding navy were dumbfounded.

Is this still Colonel Smoker who is so gentle and indecisive to civilians? !

Zefa's veins bulged, and he rushed up to grab his collar without caring about the Celestial Dragons.

"Smoker... I need an explanation!!"

Smoker looked at Zefa calmly, grabbed his wrist, and tightened it a few times.

"Teacher Zefa, this is the order of the Celestial Dragons!"

Zefa received his signal, stared at his eyes, and let go of his hand after a few seconds.

Bancroft clapped his hands and laughed and walked over.

"Well done, Marine, your name is... Smoker, right? You did a great job! I like you more and more!"

Just now, the agent told me that the breath of the wounded has indeed disappeared.

This Smoker is good, he is a real killer. It seems that not all the navy are hypocritical.

Smoker bowed slightly: "Your recognition is the supreme honor of my subordinates!"

"Hahaha, good, very good!"

At the same time.

In the distance of the square.

The civilians hiding in the back mountain looked down at this scene and exclaimed in disbelief.

"Devil..."

"Executioner..."

Various voices began to sound.

Even the mayor widened his eyes in disbelief.

He walked to Tina tremblingly: "Miss Tina, why..."

Tina watched quietly, without any fluctuation in her expression.

"Tina believes in Smoker, and there's a lot of noise back there!"

"Tell them to shut up if they don't want to die!!"

The mayor froze for a moment, and hurried back to appease everyone.

This place is neither far nor near from the square.

The noise is too loud, and it's hard to guarantee that CP will not find it...

Seeing the wounded being dealt with, Bancroft looked at the town that had become a ruin, and was a little bored.

"Forget it, it's really boring here, let's leave!"

"By the way... How many slaves do I have left?"

Gismonda stepped forward: "Saint Bancroft, you brought a total of 200 slave collars this time."

"There are still 109 slaves on the ship, and 91 collars are available..."

Bancroft was stunned.

"Only 109 left? These slaves are really useless!"

Then he looked at the kneeling crowd and pointed at a middle-aged man and said, "This guy is good, take him..."

The middle-aged man's face turned pale.

Bancroft suddenly thought of something.

"Forget it, there are so many collars left, just take 91 untouchables from here and fill my slave warehouse!"

Several agents bowed slightly: "Happy to serve!"

One of them approached the middle-aged man step by step.

The middle-aged man knelt on the ground and retreated repeatedly, crying: "No, no, please, I have children to raise!!"

At this time, a little girl of three or four years old ran out from nowhere, threw herself on the agent's legs, and cried: "Don't bully Daddy!!"

The agent turned around and stared at the little girl coldly.

The little girl was frightened immediately, let go of her hand, and stood there stupidly.

Bancroft pulled out his pistol and angrily said, "You damned lowly people, how dare you stand in front of me!"

"No!"

The middle-aged man was immediately horrified: "I am willing to be a slave! Please let her go!"

Bancroft ignored him and fired a shot.

Almost at the same time, Smoker's figure disappeared.

The next moment, he grabbed the little girl's neck and lifted her up,

just in time for the little girl to dodge the bullet.

"Although she is a child...but if you offend the Celestial Dragons, you must die! If you want to blame someone, blame your miserable fate!"

Darkness appeared in Smoker's hand.

The little girl screamed and was swallowed by the darkness.

Although Bancroft did not hit her, he was no longer angry when he saw that Smoker killed the little girl cleanly.

The middle-aged man seemed to have lost all his strength and suddenly collapsed to the ground.

"Okay, put a collar on slave No. 110. It's such a noisy place!"

"Yes! Saint Bancroft!"

Just as the CP agent approached, the middle-aged man suddenly exploded, pointing at Bancroft and cursing.

"Damn demon! She's just a child!! I'm going to fight you!!"

"Asshole!! What did you say?!!"

Bancroft roared hysterically like a wild boar that had been stabbed in the ass.

Seeing this, the CP agent stretched out his finger, ready to kill him with a finger gun.

But Smoker was faster, and he shaved over and kicked him in the abdomen, sending him flying several meters away.

The middle-aged man was hit and fell to the ground, completely unable to move.

"Since you can't let go of your daughter, then die with her..."

"You should thank God for his mercy!"

Darkness spread and covered the middle-aged man.

When the darkness dissipated, there was nothing in the original place, and the stones on the ground were crushed into slag.

Bancroft saw that the father and daughter who dared to offend him had been crushed to pieces, and his anger subsided a little.

"This saint is tired, and I have to go back! You go and select 91 slaves to take back!"

CP agent bowed slightly: "I will obey the decree!"

Suddenly, Smoker stepped forward.

"Saint Bancroft!"

"Huh?! What's wrong, Smoker? How dare you stop me?!"

"Without a reasonable reason, I will not forgive you!!"

Guernica, who was standing by, was shocked.

Bancroft has always been moody. He would beat and scold people if he was not satisfied. How could he wait for people to explain? !

It seems that he has a good impression of this Smoker...

Hiss... I feel a sense of crisis!

"Respected Saint Bancroft! I want to remind you that the people here are not suitable to be slaves!"

"Huh?! Why?!!"

"From their eyes, I see rebellion!!"

Bancroft looked around.

Indeed, although everyone was still kneeling on the ground, they were all trembling.

Many people inserted their fingers deeply into the soil. In their eyes, in addition to fear, there was also uncontrollable anger.

However, the Tianlong people have seen too many such eyes.

Bancroft waved his hand indifferently.

"Don't mind your own business. With CP here, you don't have to worry about safety!!"

Guernica stepped forward and said, "Colonel Smoker, the safety of the Celestial Dragons is the responsibility of CP!"

Although he spoke calmly, he could not hide his dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"So that's how it is. I was reckless!! But there is a more important reason..."

"Hmm? What reason?"

"These guys are just incompetent civilians, and they are all injured. They are not worthy of being your slaves."

"The great Saint Bancroft should enjoy stronger and more solid slaves!"

"Well said!" Bancroft nodded with satisfaction, then frowned: "But where are the slaves you are talking about?!"

Smoker smiled confidently: "If you trust me, please stay at the dock for a day. Tomorrow at this time, I will bring the slaves to you!"

"Okay, then I will wait for you for a day!" Bancroft agreed with a smile, but his face immediately became gloomy: "However, if you can't complete it..."

"Your subordinates are at your disposal!!"

"Okay! Return!!"

After that, Bancroft rode the slaves and returned with his guards.

The navy stood where they were and watched them leave.

After the Celestial Dragons left, Zephyr rushed forward and grabbed Smoker by the collar.

"Asshole! He was just a child protecting his father! How could you have the heart to do that to him!!"

"And why should we look for innocent people to be his slaves?! Don't you know that being a slave is more painful than death?!"

The surrounding navy and residents looked at Smoker with unkind eyes.

"Teacher Zephyr... If we can't find innocent people, can't we find people who are extremely evil?!"

Everyone was stunned, and Zephyr unconsciously let go of his hand.

Smoker took a step back and straightened his collar.

"Everyone!"

"Yes!"

"Everyone board the ship and chase the Fang Pirates at full speed!!"

"Yes!"