Pirate: General Jade Dragon

"Lord Lafitte, you can't blame me for this. He is a pirate. If I don't sell it to him, he will definitely be killed."

The tavern owner explained quickly, sweat dripping down his cheeks.

"That means you're not afraid of me, are you?" Lafitte showed a strange smile.

Seeing this, the people watching around took a step back, because they were frightened when they saw this smile.

"Alas, in this world, as ordinary people, we can't afford to offend pirates or police, so we can only be punished." One of the onlookers looked dejected.

"Yeah, if that doesn't work out, I'll go out to sea and become a pirate. Maybe I can even get the One Piece." Another person also agreed.

"You are the only one who is still a pirate. What will happen to your wife and son and go to sea with you?"

"Oh, who says it's not the case? I just have a taste for it."

Suddenly, a scream attracted everyone's attention.

I saw an extra hole in the body of the tavern owner, and blood was spraying out, which was a full three feet away. If it was a little closer, it would be sprayed all over his face and body.

"Lord Lafitte, spare your life, don't kill me."

The tavern owner lay on his back on the ground, begging.

"Sorry, who asked you to sell wine to pirates?"

"You have violated the law, and I must punish you with my own hands."

Lafitte's eyes glowed with bloodlust, his tongue unconsciously stretched out to lick the corner of his mouth, and the dagger in his hand fell again.

In the midst of a group of people who were too angry to speak out, a child with gray-green hair stood up and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Aren't you the Sheriff? Why are you worse than those pirates and want to kill Uncle Potts?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked at first, and then turned into gloating to see whose unlucky child it was.

A woman quickly stepped forward, covered the child's mouth, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed.

"Lord Lafitte, please spare the child's life for the sake of his ignorance. I will kowtow to you."

The woman bit her head loudly, and within a few seconds there was blood.

Lafitte's dagger stopped three inches from the tavern owner's chest. He stood up and walked towards this side.

"May I ask how old your child is?"

The woman quickly raised her head and said, "Sir, my son is only eight years old. He is a child worthy of the name."

Hearing this, Lafitte nodded, "In that case, I will only use eight swords."

After hearing Lafitte's words, the woman looked in disbelief and lay on the ground crying.

"Sir, he is still a child. Please show mercy and let him go."

As he spoke, he stepped forward to hug Lafitte's leg, but Lafitte kicked him away, knocking down a large section of the crowd of spectators.

"You bitch, if you didn't tell me that you would have died a long time ago, you would still bring trouble to us."

The people affected cursed loudly and paid no attention to the woman lying on the ground.

Lafitte knelt down and waved to the child.

"Come here, kid. It will be over soon. Don't worry, it won't hurt at all."

The child walked over at a loss, not knowing what fate was waiting for him.

Under the expectant eyes of the onlookers, Lafayette raised the dagger in his hand high and suddenly dropped it towards the child's head.

At this time, a hand appeared and held Lafitte's wrist. The people present looked horrified, and there was even a hint of subtle disappointment.

"Oh, it's a pity. If I had come a little later, there would have been a good show."

Lafitte felt a burst of pain, and the dagger in his hand fell, along with a strand of gray-green hair.

"Who are you?" Lafitte gritted his teeth and endured the pain.

"As a Sheriff, you don't even know me?"

Lafitte raised his head with difficulty, and when he saw the face clearly, he suddenly lost his voice.

"You are the Admiral, Bilong."

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.

To these common people, the naval lieutenant commander in the town was an extraordinary figure, a rare sight.

How big a naval admiral's officer is is simply beyond their scope. Their brains have completely shut down and they have lost the ability to think.

"It seems you are not blind." Lei blew out a smoke ring, and the navy cape behind him danced in the wind, and the word justice became more and more dazzling.

"As a peace officer, you wantonly kill people indiscriminately. You really lose the name of a peace officer."

After saying that, Lei's left hand was wrapped in violent sky-blue lightning.

Seeing this situation, the surrounding onlookers suddenly took a breath of cold air.

"Now, I'll also let you experience how others feel."

Ray raised his left hand high and suddenly dropped it towards Lafitte's grabbed right arm.

Even though Lafitte shook his body vigorously, it was to no avail. He could only watch as Lei's left hand fell.

With a "pop", Lafitte's right arm fell down, but no blood fell. There was just a burning smell in the air, which was caused by the high temperature of thunder and lightning.

Lafitte endured the severe pain and remained silent.

Even his lips were bitten and bled, and his body was already wet with cold sweat. Big beads of sweat fell to the ground like nothing, and broke into two pieces.

"I didn't expect it to be a little bloody." Lei threw his arm aside.

Lei looked around and called two young men over.

"If you send him to the naval base in the town, just say that Bilong asked you to do it, and there will definitely be Bailey."

With excited expressions on their faces, the two young men escorted the half-dead Lafitte to the naval base in the town.

"What are you still doing? Why don't you send the injured to medical treatment quickly?"

Lei shouted loudly, as if with the rumbling thunder, everyone present was awakened from their sluggish state, and they hurriedly carried the tavern owner and the woman to the hospital.

Suddenly, only the child was left standing there at a loss.

Lei knelt down and touched the child's head.

"Kid, what's your name?"

"My name is Gilde Tezzolo." The child blushed shyly, not showing any of the bravery he had when he spoke uprightly.

Upon hearing this name, Lei couldn't help but be stunned.

"It's a good name. My name is Monkey D-Ray."

"Are you a Marine, Uncle Lei?" Tezzolo looked curious.

"Of course, I am a very powerful navy, hahahaha."

"Is Tezzolo's dream also to be a navy?"

Looking at Tezzolo's longing expression, Lei blew out a smoke ring.

Hearing this, Tezzolo felt a little embarrassed and fiddled with his hands nervously.

"That's not true. I just envy Uncle Lei for his powerful power. If I were like Uncle Lei, I could protect what I want."