Pirates: I am actually the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki

The battle was over, and the enemy was in a state of panic.

Off the coast of Skull Island.

On a shabby pirate ship.

At the bow, Rean looked out at the sea of ​​artillery fire, smoke rising, and ships being sunk and swallowed by the turbulent sea.

On the deck, a group of bruised and swollen people were stuffing piles of swords with special marks into the barrels.

The man in the lead, with a fierce golden hair, looked sad and stepped forward cautiously.

"Sir, everything has been prepared according to your requirements."

"Fire when you are ready! Then you can leave."

The golden hair thanked him repeatedly after hearing this.

"Thank you, sir! Thank you!"

The rest of the people cried with joy.

Finally, I can leave this hellhole. I finally escaped from the tragic battlefield, but I was targeted by this ruthless man who could split a warship with his feet. I really want to cry but I have no tears.

Fortunately, they were only asked to fire, not to return to the battlefield. They would rather face the storm than go back!

"Everyone, get ready!" The blond suddenly remembered something: "Sir, where to shoot?"

Rean pointed to the direction of the Red Foss.

"This way, shoot as far as you can!"

"Understood!"

"The farthest distance, everyone adjust the angle for me!"

In fact, the blond didn't understand why he had to shoot at a useless target? However, this hindered his execution, because he was not the one in charge, he was a prisoner, and whatever the lord said was what he did!

This is the only way to increase the chance of survival!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A rain of swords flew into the distance.

Rean touched the short knives at his waist, which were also engraved with the Flying Thunder God.

With his current ability, he couldn't teleport over long distances. He could only jump from one point to another. The short sword on his body was enough to support him to jump to the De Vos.

Rean couldn't move the entire ship now, but at least he had to take the cute Uta-chan away. That little girl must be scared now.

Such a big scene is rare even for the Red Hair Group.

Rean held his breath and concentrated, recalling the teachings of the Fourth Generation, and carefully felt the changes in the space mark.

That's the feeling!

Swish!

Rean instantly disappeared in front of the golden-haired and others.

The people on the ship looked at each other and looked around. Why did the adults suddenly disappear?

...

Rean appeared in the air again, with a dark shell in front of him.

"Why am I here!?" Rean's heart was roaring, this was completely different from the punctuation he expected!

Boom!

Rean swallowed black smoke and was blown away by the shells. Fortunately, there was iron block defense, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous!

The marines responsible for the bombardment were stunned. Why is there anyone bumping into the shells?

Rean, who didn't believe in evil, used Flying Thunder God again, and then...

Boom!

Rean was blown away again.

On the battlefield, Rean's figure kept appearing in various places.

In front of the shells, under the blade, on the burning wreckage, in the air...

Appeared in an instant, and disappeared in an instant.

"Hey, did you see anyone bumping into the shells?"

"No, I saw someone bumping into my blade."

"You are all dazzled, someone is jumping into the sea of ​​fire!"

...

If the Fourth Hokage was here, he would definitely stop Rean's almost life-threatening behavior.

Although Rean's jump point was wrong, it was a success to some extent.

If the jump failed, the caster might be cut by the chaotic space!

Rean is indeed a rare genius, otherwise he would not have been able to kill his way through the training camp alone before graduation. But no matter how talented he is, he can only master the basic points of Flying Thunder God in a short period of time. It is a miracle that he can perform it. He still has a long way to go before he can master it.

Realizing that jumping like this would only waste his strength, Rean decided to give it one last try.

Determine the location of the spatial coordinates, and then...

Swish!

Rean disappeared on the sea.

...

Rean woke up again, surrounded by darkness, his mind was like a ball of paste, and his consciousness was confused.

I just felt that I had a very long dream, and it took a long time for me to recover.

Looking around, where is this?

Suddenly, I felt a chill on my back. I reached out and touched it. A large piece of my clothes on my back was missing, as if it was cut off by something sharp.

Rean then recalled the instructions of the fourth generation, and couldn't help feeling a little scared. I thought that short-distance teleportation should not be a problem.

Question, confident! It seems that this space ninjutsu is not so easy to learn.

Before I have mastered it thoroughly, it is better to use it with caution.

Then I looked around and looked for the exit. I must go back quickly!

In a dark little room, various boxes of different sizes can be vaguely seen, and only a small gap in the distance is shining.

Li En groped, carefully avoiding the piled boxes, and came to the light.

This is a door.

Click! With an inaudible sound, the door was opened by Li En with a small crack.

In a space of about 50 to 60 square meters, a long table in the middle was filled with all kinds of delicacies. On a chair, a curly-haired man turned his back to Rean, looking at the rows of screens in the front. There were three servants in suits on each side. A faint light could be seen outside the small window.

"Damn the navy, they ruined my celebration! Unforgivable!"

"And that bastard Jin! Remember, I will settle this account with you!"

"Next time, I must hold the most grand celebration in the world!"

The curly-haired man was the organizer of this celebration-Buena Festa.

At this time, Festa lowered his head and said in distress.

"It will take time to find treasures that are attractive enough to attract all those big shots."

"What should I find?"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind Festa.

"It's so leisurely. Because of your celebration, there has been a war outside!"

Festa was shocked. The people of the Beasts came? They can't find this place!

The attendant beside him took out his musket, bang! bang! bang! Gunshots rang out.

But how could a musket threaten Rean?

Shave!

Festa just turned back to check, but was grabbed by the neck by Rean who was close to him.

Rean had a faint smile on his face.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Festa quickly waved his hand, signaling his men to put down their muskets.

Seeing this, Rean stopped, not worrying about his tricks. Festa was a pirate with five scumbags in combat, and it would be easy to deal with him.

"Tell me where the exit is?"

Cough cough cough! Festa rubbed his throat and said after recovering.

"We are in the submarine now, and we have been away from Skull Island for almost an hour. Are you sure you want to go back?"

"And how did you get up?"

This is in the deep sea. When did this kid get on the boat?

Rean grabbed Festa's neck again, his tone cold.

"Don't talk nonsense to me. Do you think I'm young and easy to fool?"

How could his Flying Thunder God fly so far!

Festus hurriedly explained.

"Really, really, I don't need to lie to you. If you don't believe me, ask them!"

The servants nodded repeatedly.

"Then you go back too!"

"No, no problem, turn around!"

A servant hurriedly ran to the control panel.

Rean's face was gloomy. He actually slept for an hour! In that case, Shanks and the others...

"Hurry up! Give me the fastest speed!"

The trembling voice of the servants came from the control panel.

"Fei, Boss Festus, I'm afraid, I'm afraid it won't work."

In front of the submarine, under the dim light, a big mouth was slowly approaching.

Rean and others were sweating.