Pirate's Doom Follows

Chapter 10 Who is more dangerous?

"An agent on vacation? Interesting, this is the first time I've heard that an agent will take a vacation!"

After listening to Sabo's narration, the dragon didn't get angry, nor did he lose his temper, his eyes were only pure curiosity of discovering interesting things.

"Agent on vacation, do you two idiots believe such a lie?"

But if the dragon doesn't get angry, it doesn't mean that other people have such good patience.

Kildeo had a gloomy face, glaring eyebrows, roaring angrily, and the stacked cup towers on the shaking table made a crisp crashing sound.

As the leader of the intelligence control of the Revolutionary Army, he is extremely majestic in the eyes of little guys like Sabo and Kerla. At this moment, facing the furious Uncle Kiel, both of them turned into quails, shut their mouths, and be honest. Really accept the lesson.

Long didn't stop him this time, little guy, didn't they all grow up like this.

He himself did not suffer less from his father's iron fist of love at the beginning, but now that he thinks about it, his head hurts a little. Sabo and the others only received a few words of scolding. In comparison, he is already so happy that it is enviable.

"Long, since CP9 has discovered our whereabouts, it's time to retreat."

After teaching Sabo and Kera a lesson, Kildeo looked at the dragon worriedly.

"Don't worry, even the world government can't come here so soon." Long waved his hand, and he looked at the duo who stood honestly on the side and played the role of good children, "Sabo, Kerla, you said that CP9 Agent with a little girl with silver hair?"

"Ah... yes, that's right, silver hair and silver pupils, a very beautiful girl, she looks about seven or eight years old." Sabo froze for a moment, then nodded mechanically.

Kerla also nodded, and added: "A very smart little girl."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Sabo, who was covered in hairs.

"That's it!"

Long squeezed his chin and showed a thoughtful expression. The three of Sabo lowered their breathing subconsciously, but there were bursts of harsh small snoring sounds from behind the bar. The boss and bartender who was drunk by Kildeo fell asleep. It's sweet and sweet.

Just when Sabo was hesitating whether to gag the boss, Long spoke again and said with a smile: "This agent on vacation looks more interesting than I thought! Perhaps, we can meet him. "

"what?"

"what?"

"real or fake?"

The three of them screamed in surprise at the same time.

"Long, why are you going to meet the agents of CP9? Those guys can do nothing but kill people. They are just mad dogs trained by the world's ZF." Kildeo expressed strong objections.

"Yeah! Mr. Long, it's too dangerous to meet CP9's agents."

Kerla also stood firmly on the side of Uncle Keir, expressing his opposition clearly.

"Dangerous? Are you saying that CP9 agents might be in danger?"

Sabo complained instinctively.

He couldn't see how strong Mr. Long was. He only knew that even if all the CP9 agents assembled, it would be useless in front of Mr. Long.

"What did you say?"

The low air pressure was permeated with a dangerous atmosphere, and Kerla's eyes were filled with black murderous aura. Sabo shuddered and closed his mouth instantly.

"Okay, you guys, don't worry about me." Long smiled lightly, that face that was not so handsome, but more like a thug, smiled with a bit of unruly feeling, "If it's right, I Met that little girl, and the kid's father is a funny guy too!"

"Aha?"

Kerla blinked, a little confused.

On the contrary, Kildeo's expression changed, as if he remembered something.

"You said... is that guy's daughter?" Kildeo asked tentatively.

"It should be fine."

Dragon nodded.

Sabo and Kerla watched Mr. Long and Uncle Keir playing charades, and Monk Zhanger couldn't figure it out.

Looking at the puzzled Sabo and Kerra, Long smiled without further explanation, "Sabo, Kerra, since the CP9 agents have discovered your whereabouts, stay in the safe house for the next two days and don't show up again." Alright, you two little ones have been too busy during this time, take this opportunity to take a good rest for a few days!"

"Ok."

"I see."

The boy and girl nodded in agreement.

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Adrian's house.

The sky seemed to be bright, and the sun hadn't gotten up yet. I glanced at the alarm clock beside the bed, it was [-]:[-].

"Hell, have you forgotten the instinct to sleep in?"

Sitting on the bed and sighing, he opened the corner of the curtain and looked at the still ignorant sky, Leo leaned against the wall and became dazed.

The period of life on Onomia Island brought him an extremely harsh transformation. The routine of life changed. He had to get up at five o'clock in the morning every day and fall asleep at twelve o'clock in the evening. Leave that training base and take the initiative to ask for additional training.

As Atlas said, during that time he only slept for three hours a day, plus the perverted training, to be honest, it was not surprising that he died suddenly on the spot.

Fortunately, his physical fitness is very good, and it is naturally incomparable with Atlas's steel and iron frame, but compared with most of his peers, his physical fitness is in the upper class, and he was very good when he was a child. His life has laid a solid foundation for him, and Adrian has also instructed him to do basic exercises to some extent.

Therefore, when 680's five friends who were about the same age all died on the island in the same period, only Leo and Atlas survived.

The alarm went off at five o'clock.

Leo raised his hand to turn it off, got up and opened the closet, found a set of colorful short-sleeved shorts, changed his clothes, finished washing in the bathroom, and went out for morning exercises with Atlas.

"That's right, I didn't sleep until the sun basked in my butt, so I finally made some progress."

Adrian, who was standing on the lawn practicing boxing, looked at Leo who pushed the door out, and nodded reluctantly, recognizing his diligence.

"Boy, do you want to practice with me?"

Adrian suddenly hooked his hand towards Leo and extended an invitation.

"...Uncle Ed, are you planning to beat me upright?" Leo was silent for a moment, squinting at Adrian's handsome face, a naked conspiracy, or a malevolent seek.

"Haha! Look at what you said, I'm an adult anyway, how could I do that kind of thing!" Adrian lowered his voice and laughed twice, his blond and delicate long eyebrows trembled slightly, then cleared his throat, He said again: "However, let's learn from each other! It will definitely not be unscathed! But you can rest assured that I will be careful when I strike, and I guarantee that there will be no sequelae."

Leo: "..."

Guaranteed to leave no sequelae?

That means you can beat them at will without killing them?

Really think he is a fool to deceive it!
"Then, Uncle Ed, please give me more advice."

After pondering for more than ten seconds, Leo chose to be a fool, nodded and agreed.

Uncle Ed is very strong. He knew this before, and now he knows it better, but because of this, he really wants to know how big the gap is between himself and Uncle Ed. After joining CP9, he has performed many missions. But basically they use their abilities to assassinate, and rarely confront people head-on. To be honest, he himself is a little uncertain about the level of his own strength.

Even being beaten up by Uncle Ed is fine, as long as you can accurately determine your level, the left and right are just beaten up, and the price is not expensive.

(End of this chapter)