Pirates: The Black Earl

The octopus man Xiao Ba Han asked.

"Didn't the mouse say that the flying squirrels have gone to his branch? You should have heard some wind, right?"

"There is a possibility, tweeted. After all, we are holding hostages from twenty villages in our hands."

Chu nodded.

He has heard of flying squirrels. They are upright, benevolent and brave, and they are absolutely in line with anyone's worship of justice.

"J!!!"

Puff!

The shock echoed in the empty dragon field, and the dragon clenched its fist and slammed it on the concrete pillar, smashing it to pieces.

In the smoke and dust, his voice was engraved with fiery hatred, and it also had a coldness that seemed like a nine secluded.

"I will never let anyone dare to hurt my compatriots!"

"I will make him pay the price!!"

The mad dragon was extremely terrifying. Around the pool, the murlocs lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look at him.

Behind the wall of the room, Nami squatted in the corner and covered her mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief.

really?

The dragon's people are missing?

So powerful and terrifying murloc, might be dead?

"This is amazing!"

Suddenly, Nami heard a whisper and looked down. A figure climbed down the beams of the first building and stood on tiptoe, sneaky.

She hurriedly hid herself in a dark corner, not daring to breathe, and the man did not find her across a floor.

Make sure that no one is looking here, the man took advantage of the surrounding murlocs and jumped out, swiftly and deftly along the dark path, over the wall.

who is he?

Looking at the man's disappearing back, Nami didn't know.

But she knew that something big would happen!

Chapter 28, who is sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai?

"Sure enough, it's an evil dragon?!"

In the sitting room of the warship, flying squirrels are wearing pajamas, pulling their cloak over their shoulders. Hearing the report from the phone bug, the whole person was stunned.

"Yes, they ask the residents of the village for life money every month, and on the other they use these villages as a threat, so that the navy dare not act rashly."

The scout replied, his words filled with anger.

The important part is money.

The rats monopolized a lot of them, and some of them were taken out by him to pay for other officials.

Otherwise, if you look at Lowett's example, the navy that really needs to do it will not care about so many civilian casualties.

"Asshole!!!"

The flying squirrel roared, making the two guards at the door unknown.

He has always had the last hope in his heart, hoping that the mouse will not do things so absolutely, leaving a piece of hope for the people.

However, it did not.

He even helped to cover up the truth about the massacres and drowned the whistleblower halfway in order to block the news.

What the navy, the pirates and even the pirates know, only the people who are victims do not know.

Such behavior is utterly conscience!

"Lieutenant General, what shall we do next?"

On the coast, the navy scout who was cautiously hiding behind a tree trunk asked in a soft voice, with a pair of shrewd eyes looking around, squatting down from time to time, as if suffering from ADHD.

But this state of inability to calm down is precisely his ability to stand out from the scout team, allowing him to maintain a high level of vigilance no matter what the state of sleepiness and fatigue, so he has never missed.

"There is something wrong with their people. It is inferred from the news heard from the residents that the evil dragon will definitely find someone to vent their anger."

Someone once couldn't understand the aggressive behavior of the evil dragon's men and threw a stone and injured a murloc. Then the angry dragon ordered all his family members to be hanged

Then asked him how it feels to be hurt by his family?

This is an extremely evil racist!

Except for the murlocs, they don't take human lives seriously!

Hearing this, the flying squirrel woke up from his contemplation.

He glanced at the soldiers standing guard outside the door and shook his head silently.

"Still can't act rashly"

"but!"

The scout said anxiously.

"Calm!"

The flying squirrel shouted in a low voice: "I mean we shouldn't act rashly. It doesn't mean that the Navy can't do it."

After a pause, he continued to inquire.

"Find where the disappeared murlocs ended up?"

"It's the village of Klar, the edge of the evil dragon realm."

The scout answered quickly.

"That means there are other people! This may be an opportunity."

After thinking about it for a while, a flash of ice cold flashed on the flying squirrel's murderous face.

"Leave it to the mouse!"