Pirate: The Wandering Swordsman

Chapter 103 Conflict!St. Charles Rose!

"St. Charles Rose, he, he, he is a navy, and he is also a brigadier general. If you want him to be your slave, I am afraid that some..."

The servants around St. Charles Rose looked embarrassed.

Although I don't know Roy's specific position, but judging from his military rank and Roy's young and immature face, it can be concluded that Roy must be a shining star in the new generation of the Navy—I haven't seen him Zhan Taomaru, who is still familiar, as Vegapunk's bodyguard, does everyone appreciate Roy's performance?
As for Vegapunk, he is a guest of the five old stars, a big man who even the Tianlong people respect.

This servant has been with Tianlongren for several years, and his ability to observe words and emotions is at its peak.

He knew very well that the characters that Zhan Taomaru could take a fancy to were definitely not simple ones.

Therefore, it might not be so easy for Roy to become a slave of St. Charros.

"I do not care!!"

Hearing what the servant said, Saint Charlos snorted, his voice raised, with unprecedented firmness: "No matter what you do, I will definitely make him my slave. If you want money, you can have as much money as you want, five Is [-] million enough? If not enough, you can add more!"

"Five billion?" The servant widened his eyes and swallowed.

"Even if he is the navy, he is not our lackey of the Tianlong people. Besides, as long as the navy fires him, wouldn't he be my slave? I have decided, he is my slave No. 4! I must get him!"

Saint Charloise laughed out loud, with a self-willed face, like a sophomore boy who said "the world is in my hands".

When a child loses his temper, the more difficult it is for others, the more he wants to do it.

As a Celestial Dragon, he has been at the top of the world since he was born. He is a born noble, and he is someone the whole world looks up to.

He never missed what he wanted.

In other words, as long as he wants, the world can revolve around him!

This is the confidence of the Tianlong people.

"Understood, St. Charles Rose, I will definitely do it for you!"

The servant lowered his head slightly, a hungry wolf-like greed flashed in his eyes, and he had an extreme desire for the [-] million that Saint Charlos said.

money.

It's nothing to Tianlong people, just a string of numbers.

But for servants like them, [-] million, even if it's just a number, is an astronomical sum.

The so-called, money can make ghosts turn the millstone.

This sentence is universal no matter in which world.

……

Roy didn't know that someone was already watching him.

However, he could feel a sense of malice surrounding him. Looking from afar, his gaze was fixed on the group of St. Charles Rose.

"Dragon people?"

Roy recognized the identity of this disgusting man with a long nose at a glance.

The way he dresses and behaves is so iconic in this world.

"Boy, become my slave, you will get the highest glory."

Seeing Roy's gaze, St. Charles Rose showed a self-styled and friendly smile, full of confidence, thinking that no one would refuse the Tianlongren's solicitation.

He said: "I am a Tianlong person!!"

"idiot!"

Roy snorted, turned and left indifferently.

He was about to step on the elevator, cross the Scarlet Continent, and go to the other end of the sea, which is the second half of the great route, the New World, but the faces of the people around him, all the soldiers present, changed, and their eyes showed worry.

"scold me?"

St. Charles Rose was suddenly furious: "How dare you scold me?"

"You kid, you really don't know the heights of the sky and the earth!"

The face of the servant beside him turned cold, and he said to the people around him: "Slave No. 3, go and teach him a lesson! Let him know that the majesty of the master is inviolable."

"No, kill him!! I want to kill him!!"

St. Charles Rose screamed.

Whoosh! !

Beside him, Slave No. 3 moved out quickly, turning into a straight black line, leaving afterimages in the air, fists clenched, and hammered hard at Roy's face.

Boom! !
The air burst, and the hammer-like fist seemed to blow Roy's head off.

"Hey, die!!"

Slave 3 grinned cruelly.

Following St. Charles Rose all the year round, his mind has been distorted.

Saint Charles Rose has a bad personality. He thinks that Tianlong people are the best in the world. He also likes to abuse slaves. He will shoot and kill anyone who offends him.

Over the years, no one has dared to say no to St. Charles Rose.

Slave No. 3 inherited his master's brutality.

Since St. Charles Rose asked him to kill Roy, he naturally acted happily. The thought of another dead soul under his command made his heart beat faster and he was a little fascinated.

Kill a Commodore!
How exciting!

Chi Chi! !
The light of the knife is like fireworks at night, dazzling and dazzling.

The next moment, the blood splashed like a fountain, and the ground was bright red, instantly covering up the light of the knife.

The heat flowed out from Slave No. 3's chest unstoppably, making Slave No. 3's eyes wide open.

The sudden severe pain in his chest made him unable to control his expression, and the fear that had not appeared for a long time surfaced in his heart.

"It's just a running dog, and you dare to attack me."

Roy was merciless.

St. Charles Rose's reckless behavior angered him, but this anger did not make him lose his mind.

Whoosh!
Cut off the head of Slave No. 3 with one blow and kick him back to where Charros St. is.

Gollum!
The eyes were wide open, and the head of fear still remained on the face. It rolled a few times on the ground and landed in front of St. Charles Rose and the others.

"This, this, this!!"

Charles Rose St. is no surprise.

He killed a lot of people with his own hands, just a single head, and he couldn't be scared.

What made him angry was Roy's disdainful attitude towards him.

"die!!"

The thought of taking Roy as a slave completely disappeared from his mind.

He just wants to kill Roy now, and let him know the price of offending the Tianlong people.

"I'm going to kill him!"

Saint Charloise roared angrily.

Around, everyone was silent, staying next to St. Charros, not daring to speak, let alone make a move.

The strongest among them, Slave No. 3, had died in Roy's hands.

If they were to make a move, what would be the difference between sending them to death?
"Trash, it's all trash!"

St. Charles Rose gritted his teeth, and almost rushed back to the palace of Marie Gioia, and asked his thugs to come out and besiege Roy.

"It really is an idiot!"

The disdain on Roy's face grew stronger.

However, he didn't take another shot at St. Charles Rose, and turned to leave.

It's not that he doesn't want to kill people, but if he thinks with a little brain, he will think of it—killing the Tianlong people in their lair, only those who don't have a brain will do so.

Roy is not stupid.

This time, Roy took the elevator, and no one dared to stop him.

On the side, the soldiers who saw the whole process looked at him with admiration and fear.

Even the Tianlong people dare to provoke them!

Still so contemptuous!
Ruthless!
(End of this chapter)