Pirates: From the Expulsion of Marie Gioia

As the voice fell, Qingzhi walked lazily towards the rear.

And his adjutant jumped off the big tree in a hurry and followed closely behind Aokiji.

In this way, the two walked slowly on the empty and quiet path.

While the two of them were walking, the originally sunny sky began to slowly drizzle.

Aokiji stretched out his right hand, letting the raindrops gradually fall to the palm of his hand.

Feeling the temperature in his hands, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After a while, a calm voice came from his mouth.

"Everything will be fine, right?"

At this time, the adjutant behind him also caught up.

Hearing the words in his ear, he nodded affirmatively and responded softly.

"Of course, General Aokiji."

Received such an answer, Aokiji stretched lazily and said casually.

"maybe."

As the words fell, the figures of the two gradually drifted away.

In this way, the continuous drizzle kept washing the blood stains on the ground, as if weeping for the death of everyone.

Under the washing of the rain, the skates gradually melted and lost their original sharpness.

With the disappearance of the skates, the pierced wounds began to flow blood on a large scale.

The deputy commander lying on the bottom moved his fingers slightly.

After a while, he suddenly opened his closed eyes, panting heavily.

What caught my eye was the smiling face of the revolutionary soldier.

Seeing this, the deputy army commander's throat trembled, but he didn't say a word.

He knew that the man in front of him was completely dead, he blocked the knife and died for him.

The deputy army commander pushed away the man on his body with the little strength left in his body.

With a bang, the body fell heavily to the ground next to it.

Without any hesitation, the deputy commander supported the ground with his hands, intending to get up.

But no matter how hard he tried, his tired body no longer listened to his instructions.

The deputy commander clenched his fists and hammered the ground continuously.

Only in this way can he vent all his inner emotions.

Under the washing of the rain, he restrained his emotions again.

Immediately, he slowly lowered his head, looking at the blood still flowing from his abdomen.

The deputy commander tore off a long piece of cloth, wrapped it tightly around the abdominal wound, and whispered to himself.

"I can't die yet."

"The commander's final order still needs to be completed by me."

As the words fell, he struggled in the muddy ground, trying to get out of place.

Soon, Qingzhi returned to the base where he was originally stationed with his adjutant.

With a bang, he stretched out his right hand and pushed open the door in front of him, and walked in.

Accompanied by the sound of crisp footsteps, the eyes of everyone in the courtyard fell on him one after another.

Seeing this, Aokiji tidied up the collar of his military uniform.

The icy rainwater kept patting on his body.

Immediately afterwards, a lazy voice came from his mouth.

"Ah, it seems that I came back a little late."

Hearing his words, Wu Laoxing opened his closed eyes, and stopped wiping the demon knife in his hand.

After a slight pause, he said in a serious voice.

"The West Sea has been cleaned up, it's time for us to go to the North Sea."

"In order to prevent the leak of news, these naval soldiers should be stationed here first."

As the words fell, Wu Laoxing slowly stood up from his seat.

He looked around with sharp eyes, waiting for a few people's answers.

Without the slightest hesitation, Akainu immediately gave an answer.

"Understood, I will straighten out the troops now."

After saying this, he stretched out his hands to correct his navy hat, and left the spot with steady steps.

Looking at his back, Wu Laoxing nodded in satisfaction.

Immediately, he set his sights on the yellow ape and the green pheasant.

Seeing Akainu's departure, Kizaru shrugged helplessly, and said in a frivolous tone.

"I know, I know."

After saying this, he looked up at Aokiji and left as well.

Seeing this, Aokiji scratched his fluffy hair lazily, and followed behind him unhurriedly.

After a while, he whispered to himself softly.

"Really, I just came in."

With the departure of the three, the tranquil atmosphere in the courtyard was restored again.

In such a huge place, the only sound was the sound of raindrops falling to the ground.