Pirate King of Beasts

Chapter 95 The weak are not qualified to live
Namuir, the captain of the eighth team of the Whitebeard Pirates.

Under the prestige of Whitebeard, the strongest man in the world covering this sea area, every captain under his banner has also entered the world's field of vision one after another.

Namuir is no exception, and has a very high reputation on the great route.

His opponent is Snake Sword Spinu, a young pirate who has just gained some fame recently.

Namuir had no time to talk nonsense with him. After the commentator announced the start of the game, he took the lead in attacking, suppressing his opponent with his amazing wrist strength and bite force.

Although he is not as powerful as Haixia Jinbei, he can combine murloc karate and murloc jujitsu, but after all, he has been obsessed with murloc karate for many years since he was a child, and defeated the snake sword Spinu in a few rounds .

In this way, the promotions are Kemera the Saw, Babanus, Shaq the Shark, and Namuel.

The semi-finals were soon arranged, Saw Kemera VS Babanus, Shaq King VS Namuir.

Jhin, on the other hand, encountered some troubles.

Because the amount he had previously bet on was too large, the representative in charge of trading and betting sent someone to find him, saying that the amount was suspected to be too large, and many checks were unclear. He hoped that he would go to the backstage to discuss with the representative in detail.

Jhin sneered in his heart, he had been in the sea for many years, he had already seen through the despicable tricks of these noble capitals, he did not expose them face to face, but followed that person to the backstage.

In the backstage, there is a promenade surrounded by stone pillars, and armored guards stand in two rows.

At the end of the corridor is a golden gate nearly ten meters high. In front of the gate are two statues, one holding a sword and the other holding an axe.

The man led Jhin to the front of the golden gate, paused, turned around and made a gesture of invitation to Jhin.

The door was pushed open by four guards.

What jumped into my eyes was a palace like flawless white jade, stone pillars inlaid with beads, and on the pillars lay a miniature version of half-naked stone fighters, squatting and holding square lamps, extremely pious.

There was a red carpet in the center of the palace, and dozens of guards stood on both sides of the red carpet with awe-inspiring expressions.

At the end of the red carpet is a white jade table, the sunlight is projected from the colorful glass, and the light flows on the jade table.

A middle-aged man wearing a luxurious silver silk robe was lying on his side on the carved bench in front of the jade table, his eyes were as cold and sharp as the twelfth lunar month and winter.

The middle-aged man was in his early 40s, his eyes did not stay on Jin for long, and his voice was cold: "You are the one who won the [-] million bet on Barbanus this time? I am Antonio Forte, the commander of the Royal Army, Philp Si's own brother."

Jhin is tall and wears a cloak. In Folt's eyes, this kind of person is pretending to be mysterious.

He seemed born to be superior to others, squinting his eyes, extremely contemptuous: "[-] million Baileys... Where did you get so much money? Yesterday [-] million Baileys were lost in the warehouse, we have the right to suspect that you stole it."

22 million Baileys, the odds of [-] to [-], if the compensation is paid at the price, plus the principal, he will need to pay [-] billion Baileys.

22 billion Baileys... In this sea area where the island was founded, it is basically the income of an ordinary country for nearly ten years.

Even if it is a powerful country like Hassam, it is almost a year's income.

On behalf of Phelps, Folt fully manages the arena betting operations.

He has sat in this position for many years, and he deeply understands what this position represents. Asking him to spend 22 billion Baileys is simply a tooth pulled out of a tiger's mouth. Don't even think about it.

That's why he wanted to renege on the debt, and just found an excuse to frame the punter, so he didn't need to pay 22 billion belis, and he could pocket the other party's [-] million belis.

Just thinking about it made Folt secretly proud of his ingenuity.

"White wolf with empty gloves? The means are really despicable," Jhin said hoarsely, and killed with a sneer: "The pathetic weakling, the last thing you should do is to set your mind on me."

Folt was stunned for a moment, and immediately became angry from embarrassment. He waved his big hand and ordered the left and right: "I don't understand what you are talking about! Come! Anyone who resists arrest, beheaded on the spot!"

All the guards around drew their swords and swarmed up. They moved swiftly and walked steadily. They were obviously well-trained Meereenians, one of the best in a hundred.

Folt's face was full of jokes, as if he had seen the tragic death of Jin.

Just when all the guards approached Jin and slashed down with their knives, a violent and fiery sword energy, centered on Jin, exploded!
It was like a blood rose covered with thorns in full bloom, bloodthirsty and domineering, directly crushing dozens of guards' blades!
The blazing sword energy was like a storm, constantly bombarding the armor of the guards, scorching and cutting them!
The whole process only happened in an instant, and the flow of water flowed smoothly. From the looks of others, it was just that the group of guards were knocked away as soon as they approached Jhin.

I don't even know how the scorched sword marks on the armor of the guards came from!

Jhin stood upright on the spot, the floor several meters around his feet was scorched black, and flames were burning on the red carpet.

Folt's pupils were wide open, with a look of disbelief.

These guards are all elite soldiers, carefully selected from the naturally warlike people of Meereen, and each of them can stand up to ten.

But these so-called elite soldiers were defeated by the cloaked man in front of them in an instant!
Can't stand a move at all!
Cold sweat fell straight down, and his throat was dry.

He never expected that this seemingly ordinary tall and strong man turned out to be a hidden strong man!
He has always been used to being arrogant and domineering, but he didn't expect to get kicked this time!

Run, must run!
With this thought in his mind, Folt wanted to call for help, and escaped with his life.

But a long knife was first touched an inch in front of his eyeballs, as long as it was sent forward lightly, it would pierce the eyeballs and penetrate the brain.

"Do you think you can escape?" Jin asked coldly.

Fult dared not move, his face was pale, and a smell of fishy smell came from his crotch. He begged for mercy: "Don't kill me... I can give you the money, 20 billion Berries... no, 22 billion Berries profit!"

Normally, Jhin would have tortured and tortured him slowly, but now he lacks interest and doesn't want to entangle with Folt too much: "Where is the money?"

Fuerte dared to joke about his own life, and immediately replied: "It's all in the warehouse behind..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin's long knife pierced his skull, and the blade behind his skull raised his eyeballs, and blood dripped down.

Folt's mouth was slightly opened, and he didn't realize when Jhin's knife pierced his head until his death.

Jhin pulled out the sword, swung the long knife sideways, and the flames rose from the sword body, steaming the blood of the long knife dry.

"Weak people are not qualified to live." Jin sheathed his knife.

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small theater:
The pirates demolished Mina and grandma's hut with wanton laughter, but woke up the unconscious Akainu. The pirates and Akainu looked at each other for a few seconds and wanted to escape, but were subdued by Akainu instantly. Mina was shocked. shocked.

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