The Pirate Family

Even if some navies noticed the boat, they let him go without anyone else.

"There may be some pirates hiding on this ship, why let him go like this?"

After the boat completely left the sea, a tall female navy officer with long blue hair picked up the phone worm and said dissatisfiedly to the other side of the phone worm.

She tossed her long hair, the sky blue cloak fluttered in the wind, and an astonishing sense of oppression came on her face.

She was very angry, but no one from the navy dared to step forward to stop her.

There was no other reason, just because she was wearing a cloak that symbolized the Commodore.

In the headquarters of the Navy, there is only one young female Commodore like her, and that is Brigadier General Ayn, who has the star of the Navy.

"There are so many attacks on Golan Island, where the mastermind might be hiding in that small boat!"

Ai Yin said angrily, while the other end of the phone worm didn't say a word. After her anger dissipated a little, the other end of the phone worm said slowly.

"Because this is the order from above."

An old and majestic voice came from the other end of the phone worm.

"Not the world government, but directly from the five old stars, or even higher orders."

Ai Yin was silent.She certainly understood the meaning of the old man's short sentence.

But she was also puzzled as to why Wu Lao Xing paid attention to what happened on this little Guolan Island.

It can be said unceremoniously that even if a new world hero dies, it is nothing more than a trivial matter in front of the five elder stars who control the highest authority in this world. What happened at Guolan Island at this time, It is not even necessary to convey it to the Wu Lao Xing desk.

Why did they issue such an order?

"I know you are confused, but this is not something we can intervene."

The old man's voice came over again, he paused, and then continued.

"The pirates should have arrived almost, and it's time to close the net."

"Next, I will notify all navies staying in the sea mist, and when my order is issued, the navy on all warships will immediately log on to Guolan Island."

"All the pirates hiding in Guolan Island will be arrested!"

"For justice!"

Although the man's voice was old, he was still upright.Ai Yin snarled, trying to say something, but couldn't speak.

Finally, she said softly.

"For...justice."

The phone worm fell into dormancy, and the old man's voice gradually disappeared. Ai Yin leaned on the edge of the deck alone, watching the endless fog around him.

After a while, she beckoned, and a young female naval officer with long white hair in the uniform of a navy captain came forward.

"May I ask what's the matter? Chief Ain?"

The girl saluted Ai Yin, and then said gently.

Her voice was very soft and gentle, but no navy would treat this white-haired girl with contempt for this.

After all, she is one of the hottest figures in the younger generation of the Navy today!

Her prestige is even close to her chief, Ai Yin.

"Sissi, wait a while, you bring a team from another port on Golan Island to log in there. I have an ominous premonition."

Ai Yin said slowly.

"This kind of premonition is very strong. I always feel that there is something that we don't know is happening on Golan Island at this time."

"I understand."

The girl called Cici said softly.Then stepped back.

All the navies began to operate, like parts. The most ferocious monster on this sea, called the terrifying beast of the navy headquarters, gradually awakened with the operation of these parts.

Ai Yin looked at the naval ships that were moving around, but couldn't calm down.

A doubt arose in her mind, the same doubt that a previous teacher, the man with the title of "Black Fist" had.

If justice becomes a tool for some people, is it justice that is degenerated?

At this time, Ai Yin could not give an answer.

...

Guolan Island, the richest area, the most luxurious small manor.

At this time, a banquet is being held here.

As the richest person in the entire Golan Island, Mr. Elson was also the organizer of the Golan Island event and the man who suggested the messengers of the various islands to enter the wine-making competition. After the route was reopened, he should take it. Become the best candidate to receive these guests.

Looking at these old friends who had been away for a long time, Mr. Elson's face was not so happy.

Because just not long ago, he learned of his "new friend" through the news from the sheriffs, that Mr. Cassie, who spoke up and down, always full of passion, and always had a variety of novel stories, was killed not long ago. In a certain alley.

Calculating the time, Mr. Cassie should have been attacked by the group of murderers not long after he left himself, and eventually died.

"Damn it, I pay you so much tax, when I need you, it's useless at all!"

And until now, the sheriffs have not made accurate judgments about the attack, which inevitably made Mr. Elson complain.

But of course he would not tell others about these complaints.A gentleman in a black suit with a glass of wine walked slowly towards Mr. Elson.

"Old friend, it's been too long!"

The man first gave Mr. Elson a big hug.

"Why are you frowning, don't you want to see us?"

"How come, old Jack."

Mr. Elson made a smile and patted the man in a suit on the shoulder.

"I miss the wine you brewed all the time. Since the last jar of wine you left was drunk by me, counting the time, I haven't had the wine you brewed for almost three or four years!"

"Hahahaha! If you want, you can send someone to Oge Hongmu to notify me at any time!"

The middle-aged gentleman laughed loudly.

"It's just that it's not me that you want to see most!"

He pointed to a middle-aged man who had been hiding in the corner, bald, with a frustrated and decadent expression, who was about forty years old, and then said slowly.

"After all, it wasn't me who won the winemaking competition in the first place!"

The middle-aged gentleman smiled slightly.

"At the beginning, I lost the game and returned to Oge Hongmu, but I was ridiculed by others. This time, I must find a place back."

Oge Hongmu is famous for wine, so he said that he lost that winemaking competition, which made the man feel sorry for him for ten years.

"him?"

A long-term memory that had been in the depths of memory slowly emerged. Mr. Elson looked at the decadent middle-aged man, and then slowly called out his name.

"Mr. Araco."