This Navy is Rude

"Damn brat, if I catch her, I must find a way to sell her to the Tianlongren, and let her experience pain worse than hell. Cough...vomit..."

"Hey, are you talking about me?"

"Who?"

The traffickers who escaped from the flames couldn't help being surprised, this was a voice they had never heard before.

Looking up and looking in the direction of the voice, the traffickers saw the owner of the strange voice—a strange girl.

The red eyes are like rubies inlaid between the moving facial features, the black shawl and wavy long hair are slightly shining with a blue luster under the firelight, and the fair skin has been dyed red by the fiery red sunset .

The tall and straight bust supported the unpretentious short-sleeved top into a dazzling scenery, and the slender legs stained with dust and a trace of blood were even more imaginative.

If it was in the past, such a woman would definitely be their hunting target.

But the traffickers who saw this scene today had only one thought in their minds: Who the hell is this?

An enemy I have never seen before.

"Cough...look at her clothes...does it look like that...cough...little girl..."

"You mean... she's a devil fruit user?"

Ai Yin bowed and rushed towards the surviving human traffickers. In the dazzling firelight, Ai Yin's eyes shone with a bit of bewitching red light, which was a chilling aura.

"You guessed it right, but unfortunately there is no reward."

Ain's voice was clear and sweet, but without any emotion.

Seeing this scene, Hai Lan narrowed her eyes slightly, presumably this girl named Ai Yin must not have killed someone for the first time, otherwise it would be impossible for her to be so calm.

What kind of identity is she? Is "Ai Yin" really her real name?

"Bastard! Don't underestimate us!"

Disgruntled, the human traffickers who were first dyed into little white people by flour have turned into a group of African black buddies after escaping from the sea of ​​fire. The calculated anger and powerless frustration made them extremely angry. Now, they can finally kill Enemy.

"Brothers go together, whoever kills this woman will be the new boss!"

"it is good!"

The only surviving human traffickers flocked to them, with ferocity and madness showing their last stand.

A human trafficker raised a knife and slashed at Ai Yin. Ai Yin just waved her hand casually. The human trafficker didn't even see her movement clearly, only feeling a figure passing by in front of him.

Then he felt his shoulder lighten, and his right arm was cut off like tofu in water, and the steel knife was still tightly held by his right hand, accompanied by a "bang" sound. The sound fell to the ground together.

"Ah ah ah..."

The trafficker covered the wound on his shoulder and wailed bitterly. The other companions' eyes widened in disbelief. This woman was surprisingly powerful.

What makes them even more incomprehensible is that since the other party can crush themselves, why waste their energy calculating themselves?

And this is the opportunity Ain has been waiting for.

If the "dust explosion" hadn't been used to severely injure these human traffickers, it would not be an easy task to kill them all without landing.

"Run!"

Before the words fell, Ai Yin stepped on the ground, and accompanied by a cloud of gas centered on her footsteps, Ai Yin's figure instantly caught up with the fleeing trafficker like a ghost.

Of course, this is not shaving or monthly steps, but when the speed reaches a certain level, it will have the effect.

Under the glare of the flames, Ai Yin's figure wandered wantonly among the traffickers like a ghost, and the two short knives in her hands were like two spirit snakes with life. a scar.

Groups of blood flowers bloomed in the crowd, like roses that cut off all vitality in the darkness and grew out of hell.

The two short knives were waved out of rhythm in Ain's hands like a baton, and roses danced beside Ain like bloody butterflies, performing a sharp-edged waltz by the bonfire.

Chapter 294 Negative Triple Connection (Part [-])

The setting sun in the sky finally set below the sea level, and the blood-colored sea water gradually turned into undercurrents of surging oil, and the dancing blood butterflies finally stopped their dance.

When the last trafficker's throat was cut with a short knife, there was only the crackling sound of the burning fire near the granary.

"I can't see it, I didn't expect you to be really clever."

Hai Lan jumped off the eaves.

He felt that this girl named Ai Yin probably had the strength of a brigadier general or a major general in the Navy headquarters—of course, this refers to ordinary generals.

"of course."

Ai Yin inserted the two short knives into the scabbard, and smiled proudly at Hai Lan.

Her proficient knife skills prevented her from getting blood on the blade when she beheaded the trafficker, and it also directly saved the process of wiping the blade.

Seeing that Ai Yin, who was so proficient in killing just now, was as indifferent as the female assassin in the story, now she smiled cheerfully like a little girl next door, Hai Lan was also speechless.

The contrast between before and after is a bit too great.

In the original book, when Zefa's students were killed and Zefa went mad, as one of the two training recruits who survived by chance, Ain never laughed again since then.

At this time, Ain hadn't experienced that nightmare, and she wasn't even a navy, so she had a much more cheerful personality.

But it doesn't make any difference to Hai Lan, since he hasn't read the original book anyway, so he doesn't know who Ai Yin is.

"So why did you kill them?"