The Pirate Family

"You are dead!" A brawny man with a full face grinned and broke into the door.A group of people in black with flintlocks rushed into the room and stood in two rows.The originally wide room became crowded.

"Do you know who I am? Dare to grab a slave with me?" Surrounded by people in black, a middle-aged man with a big belly came in, holding a cigar in his mouth, his face full of contempt.

"I'm sorry, I don't know you." Lorne's tone gradually became cold, "but you made my mood very bad."

This man was the middle-aged man who had previously robbed Anxi from Sky Islander with Lorne.

Because of him, it took Lorne hundreds of millions of dollars to get Ansie, but he didn't care about it.

Whoever has money can get what he wants.This is the rule of the auction.

Since he wants to soar the price with himself, he will play with him. Even if he loses, his skills are just not as good as others.

However, now the middle-aged man clearly wants to break this rule.Then there must be the consciousness to pay the price.

"Hahahaha, are you in a bad mood?" The middle-aged man laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke. He grabbed Lorne's priest black robe with one hand and lifted him up.

"Do you know who I am!" The middle-aged man spit out thick smoke, "I'm called Bell, this street...ah!"

Before he could speak, his palm was cut off by Qigan. Koffel did not know where he took out two daggers and held his forehand in his hand.

On the blade of one of the swords, blood was dripping slowly.

"Who allowed your dirty hand to touch our young master?" Koffel held the dagger, looking cold.

Except for Lorne, no one on the scene could see Koffel's movements clearly. They only heard Bell's screams, and then they saw Bell grabbing his severed hand and kneeling on the ground.

"You bastard! How dare you cut my hand!" Bell took a few steps back and yelled at Lorne with the only finger left."Kill them for me!"

"No matter how noisy the flies are, they are only flies," Lorne tidied his clothes. There were some weak blood stains on them, which made him very unhappy.

"How can the fly understand the will of the lion?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Bell roared, "No matter how good you are, have you ever been a firearm? I have twenty-four flintlock rifles here, even the admiral will be scumbed!"

Boom boom boom!The muskets in the hands of the people in black aimed at Ron's head and began to aim and fire.The smell of gunpowder and smoke filled the room.

"Hahahaha, die, die! This is the end of the provocation!" Bell laughed wildly with his severed hand.

But he himself has some doubts, why is there no scream of despair in it?

Shouldn't they be scared crying father and mother?

When the smoke cleared, several figures slowly emerged.Moorman stood at the front with a dagger in his hand, surrounded by bullets.

He actually used this short sword to cut all the bullets down?

"Thank you for the sword." Moorman stroked the sword he held from Koffel, as seriously as he stroked his wife's skin.

How long has it been since I touched the sword?Ten days?Still half a year?

As long as he has a sword in his hand, how can Morman fear any enemy? This is the confidence of being a swordsman.

Even if this sword is not so easy.

It's a lie, Bell and his men stared at the scene blankly.How could someone be able to block the bullet with a sword!How could there be such a strong person!

How could he become a slave!

A coincidence, it must be a coincidence!Bell forced himself to calm down. As the boss of Ogg Red Musi Street, he must not lose his temper in front of his men.

"I saved your life! We are even." Moorman said flatly to Lorne, seeming not to care about the enemy standing in front of them.

"It's just an extra effort." Lorne commented that if ordinary firearms can hurt him, their so-called dream of dominating the sea, so hard every day, is nothing but a joke.

"Haha." Moorman smiled noncommittal.

"Don't ignore us!" The brawny man who kicked the door open first, Bell's capable subordinate, didn't know when he touched Ron's back and smashed him in the head.

Catch the thieves first!Just grab this top figure!Then a few demons will be caught!

"You are good at strength," Lorne said with a smile at Morman, his head tilted slightly, avoiding a fatal blow from the strong man."Your journey should not stop at paradise."

"If you don't do it, I know it too," Morman smoothly eliminated the man in black who was closest to him."When this incident passes, I will reorganize people to challenge the great route! Wait until I find the pirate who defeated me."

"I will challenge again and beat him upright!"

"Nice ambition." The strong man did not believe in evil, and launched several consecutive attacks on Lorne's deadly part, but he came easily by him.

Even from start to finish, there is no turning back.Lorne's attention was always on Moorman.

"I invite you to join us to conquer this sea of ​​stars!"

"Join?" Moorman chewed the word. "Then wait for you to prove your strength!"

His own attacks were avoided continuously, and the brawny man finally realized that all of this did not seem to be a coincidence.There is a huge gap in the strength of the two sides.

He thought of a legend, in which the strong can master a technique called seeing, hearing, color, domineering, and can predict the attack route of others in advance and easily avoid it.

But isn't this technique only understood by the powerful in the new world?

He suddenly felt that he followed Master Bell to come here, as if sadness was not a good choice.

"I will prove it." But when the brawny man was about to give up his goal and escape, he suddenly felt a cold in his chest, only to see the young man holding a heart tightly in his hand.

"That's not my heart..." the strong man muttered to himself, but before he could finish his words, he knelt down on the ground, his eyes widened and he couldn't stare at him!

"Don't, don't kill me. I can give you a lot of money." As the two spoke, the man in black that Bell brought was slaughtered by Moorman and your Kofiel.He fell to the ground and kept crawling backwards.

"Do you think I'm like a person who lacks money?" Lorne bent over and said condescendingly, with a slight smile on his face, but the blood stains on his face ruined his supposedly warm expression.

Make him like a demon who just started learning how to smile.

At this time, Bell finally remembered that this man was the one who threw hundreds of millions of Baileys to steal his slaves, and money could no longer move him.

At the moment of life and death, his mind turned wildly, and he suddenly thought of one thing.

"I'm Oliver the Blood Hand! I know a secret..."