Pirate Warring States Warriors

"Understood, Captain."

In an inconspicuous clock tower in a small town, a middle-aged man wearing a yellow cloth robe and unilateral glasses turned off the phone bug.

He sat on the rocking chair and looked at the courtyard in the distance through the translucent flowered glass of the bell tower that had not been wiped for a long time.

There were two young men in navy uniforms sitting around a campfire, who seemed to have just arrived.

It seems that this is the navy elite that the captain mentioned.

Hayabusa put his hand on the gun and put it down again, interrupting his impulsive thoughts.

It would be best not to make the first move. It would not be too late to wait until Olof arrives.

After all, he is only suitable for positional warfare.

However, it is first necessary to cut off the possibility of the other party disturbing the captain.

He walked slowly. There was a gun and a piano placed in the small dilapidated tower.

The gun was wrapped in rags and had an unusual caliber and an unusually long barrel. Several bullets of different shapes were lined up next to it.

Judging from its smooth and dust-free surface, its owner obviously took great care of this weapon.

The piano is a wooden box wrapped with rows of steel wires. The steel wires are clearly distinguished and arranged parallel to the grooves of the wooden box. Each groove has a unique number.

The steel wire follows the pulleys and bearings near the house and extends to the town in the distance.

His fingers gently lifted the groove named w, and a steel wire instantly broke away from the wooden box and ran towards an unknown direction.

In the distance, Anor vines

The Anor vine is said to be grown from the seeds of huge vines from Sky Island. The location of its growth is extremely clever, just at a constriction of the cliff, so it connects the upper and lower parts while avoiding the damage of sharp air currents.

There are fixed wooden ladders and ropes on the vines, which residents used to go up and down the highlands in the past.

Today, a steel line broke the tranquility of this place.

Under the wooden ladder, a piece was wrapped with steel wires. The fixed mortise and tenon joints suddenly lost control of external force and began to slide outward. Silently, the wooden ladder cracked from the middle and fell to one side.

Breaking away from the wooden ladder, the steel wire with great kinetic energy swung around another fixed point, cutting the rope easily like a hot knife cutting through butter.

Silently, all roads leading to the highlands were cut off.

"In this way, the preparations for the battlefield are completed."

Sniper Hayabusa of the Kimoa Pirates, with a bounty of 500 million.

In the rice fields outside the town, a cluster of tumbleweeds rolled forward in the direction of the sea breeze. As they entered the town, a furry arm seemed to stretch out from the grass ball rolling in the wind, and moved an irregular place. Eye-catching thin lines on the wall.

On the bell tower in the distance, Falcon heard a crisp bell ringing next to him, wiped his nervous hands, and smiled.

This is a dilapidated two-story building with many damaged walls and collapsed floors. Fortunately, the beds on the second floor are still intact.

As the navy, Sengoku and the others couldn't do anything by forcefully breaking into people's houses. They could only choose the best one among the houses that no one wanted.

"Let's not sleep tonight."

Sengoku sat on the bed and said seriously to Garp who was picking his feet.

"Ah, but I really want to sleep." Garp's face drooped, with a dejected expression.

He originally wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it carefully, with Garp's unreliable temperament, if he was forcibly prevented from sleeping with this guy, it would definitely cause a bigger accident.

"How about...one person keeps watch all night."

“Then let’s do rock-paper-scissors.”

After a fierce competition, Karp finally ended up winning 3 out of 2 games.

Warring States looked at his hands and fell into doubt about life.

Why is the D clan so lucky? They lose even if they try to gain knowledge and sex.

"Please, Sengoku, wake me up in the middle of the night." Garp stretched out on the bed with a smile, waved to Sengoku, and then fell asleep.

"Okay, okay, I hope I can wake you up then." Seng Guo sat on the other bed, looking helpless.

He looked out the window boredly at the dark night, feeling the increasing sea breeze.

As night fell, the sharp airflow seemed to have arrived at Ragwal Island. The wind noise outside became louder and louder, and there was even heavy rain. The loud sound drowned out Garp's snoring.

Such a loud sound of wind and rain really affects the reconnaissance of Xinwensebaqi...

He got up and walked towards the stairs on the first floor. In his memory, there were many wooden boards on the first floor, which were very suitable for blocking the air leakage wall on the second floor.

As he passed the collapsed floor, he glanced down subconsciously.

Under the dark night, a pair of scarlet eyes were looking at him through the hole in the floor.

"Fuck, what the hell"

The moment he was surprised, a pair of thick, furry arms directly grabbed his legs and pulled them downwards.

Having completely lost his support, he was dragged down before he could activate his fruit ability, and then fell into a suspended wire cage.

Orlov showed a smile as if he had succeeded in his scheming, and gently tugged on the wire. Then, after receiving the signal, Hayabusa suddenly tightened the wire and dragged Sengoku into the street outside.

The steel wire kept tightening, strangling his throat and joints. When he lost his support point, he couldn't even use half of his strength.

After spending the first moment of surprise, Sengoku clarified the situation and quickly activated the Giant Buddha's fruit ability. The Golden Buddha's body combined with the armed domineering force easily tore the steel wire.

After breaking free from the restraints, a wave of anger surged into his heart.

Not only for the enemy, but also for the consequences of the battle caused by his own negligence.

If the person who attacked him just now was an enemy of the same level as himself, he would probably end up at least seriously injured now.

He remembered Lieutenant General Ragnar's farewell words before leaving.

"You only know how to fight head-on in the training ground. It is not easy to quickly learn how to flexibly fight against pirates."

Sure enough, you pirates, why do you all like to play dirty?

Wiping the rain off his head, he finally saw his enemy.

A huge hedgehog, four meters tall, with a long knife on his waist, was slowly walking towards him.

Freed from the shackles of the steel wire, Sengoku stood up from the muddy street.

The golden lines spreading from his fists penetrated deeply into every inch of Seng Guo's skin like a real thing, and the mandala patterns all over his body touched every muscle.

After experiencing that battle against the army, he discovered these life-like mandala patterns, and it seemed that his actions were recognized.

Invisible fluctuations completely excluded the rain curtain around Warring States, forming a circular blank.

Yeah.

He has been at sea for so long that he has forgotten that he is actually a student who only studied in the headquarters for three years and was not even allowed to fight in actual combat.

After all, I had to study in this ocean for the past two years of my course.

So...

Sengoku pointed his knife at the giant acupuncture jungle in the distance, making an inviting gesture.

Please give me some advice, Mr. Pirate.