The bloody sword hero of the pirate king

"What's the matter, Lieutenant General Mole, can't stand up anymore?"

Gurant slowly put down the Seven Star Sword in his hand, picked up the red wine, and swayed it slightly.

"Mmmmm"

Mole put his hands on the sword, stood up tremblingly, looked at the other party with his head full of yelling, gasped for breath, and almost lost the strength to speak.

"Give up, you have no chance of hurting anyone here again."

A man in a beige coat stood up and stood in front of the mole.

"You are, I remember, you are the cadre of the Red Hair Pirates."

Mole took a deep breath, stood up straight, looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, and said in a sarcasm tone, "Did your own captain die at his hands, and you turned to the enemy instead?"

"A pirate is a pirate, there will never be any trust."

Langlot's face darkened, and he rushed towards the mole with a cold snort. After an afterimage suddenly appeared, he slashed down with a sword. The mole held the sword high in both hands to block it. He turned around immediately, stepped back a little bit, and the tip of the sword slashed across his waist, just a hair's breadth away.

"puff"

In an instant, Langlot clicked again, slashing the mole's shoulder with a sword, blood spattered, the mole endured the severe pain and circled around the opponent again, and the sword moved towards the neck, but was caught by the opponent He turned around to catch it, and then drew a sword in his abdomen again. The blade changed and swung out with the same trajectory again. Mole had to back down and jumped a long way back.

"puff"

Langlot pressed forward step by step. On the side of Mole's body, Langlot slashed on the deck with a sword. Mole just wanted to take the opportunity to strike a sword, but unexpectedly, the opponent kicked it without pulling it out, and quickly raised the sword sideways. Blocking in front of his chest, he was knocked into the air with a "bang", smashing a pile of wooden boxes on the ship into pieces.

"Swish"

Langlot rushed forward, and the mole kicked out a wooden box, and then raised two wooden boxes again, which were chopped in half by Langlot, and a large number of debris scattered, blocking the view.

The mole rushed out from the debris in the sky, and stabbed the opponent's eyebrows with his long sword. If he missed a single sword, he stabbed dozens of times in a row.

"whoosh whoosh"

Langlot kept turning his feet, turning his body sideways from left to right, calmly dodging all attacks from the opponent, and thinking calmly.On the other hand, Mole, due to internal injuries, gradually lost his physical strength, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he gritted his teeth and kept attacking.

"I can't keep up with his speed at all, and my sword can't even touch the tail of his clothes."

While attacking, Mole was constantly speculating about the battlefield situation in his mind, but unfortunately, no matter how he guessed, the result was the same. His body was injured, and he was slow to react due to excessive bleeding. He is not good.

"Asshole, it looks like I'm going to die here today, but at least I can't die at the hands of this person."

Mole stepped forward again, and swept his sword towards the opponent's abdomen. Langlot accelerated and jumped back.

"I can't give up attacking, that will only defeat me faster."

"Swish"

While thinking, Langlot suddenly appeared short in front of the mole and swung his sword.

"puff"

Mole lowered his head, and what he saw was a white light. His body was thrown into the air, and a large amount of blood sprayed out from his chest, shining dazzlingly under the sunlight.

"boom"

Falling to the ground, Mole put his hands on the ground, and just about to straighten his upper body, a long sword stained with blood was pointed at him, and drops of blood dripped from the tip of the sword onto his face, slid across his lips, with a fishy smell. The smell was his own blood.

"You lost, surrender."

Langlot pointed his sword at the other party, and his deep voice lingered on the boat, "Give up, it will be the same for many more rounds."

"Even if there is no injury, the gap between us is not as small as you think."

"If you want to die with dignity, then I'll shave your funny hair."

The tip of the sword moved upwards, and Langlot pointed to the funny punk head on the top of the mole's head and said.

"Are you humiliating me?"

Mole knew that he was going to die, even if a sword was pointed at his head, he didn't show any fear, his eyes were firm.

"Mere pirates, if you want to kill them, kill them."

"But one day, you and the people behind you will die on this sea."

The Mole's voice was calm and indifferent, as if accepting his impending fate, and continued:

"In this world, there are countless righteous people who will grow up and end this evil era."

"Justice Wins"

"Swish"

A dagger suddenly appeared, wiped the side of the mole's face and inserted into the deck, and a strange laugh came.

"Hey hey"

"Justice and Evil"

"Who made these things?"

Fedsack's figure appeared behind the mole, squatted down slowly beside the mole's head, pulled out the dagger inserted into the deck, stuck it on the wound made by the dagger, and laughed sinisterly.

"Navy is righteous and pirate is evil"

"This kind of thing doesn't matter at all. History is written by the victors, and whoever wins is justice."

"Isn't it a matter of course that justice must prevail?"

When Mole heard this, he was about to refute, but Fedsack took a quick step and stabbed him with a knife in his neck. Mole's eyes popped out, and he wanted to grab the dagger on his neck with both hands, but the other party wouldn't give it to him. At this opportunity, he directly slashed the dagger inserted into his neck severely.

"Pfft~"

In an instant, the mole's neck was slit open, and the carotid artery was severed. Without any first aid, an arterial jet formed, and blood sprayed several meters into the sky.

Langlot frowned, but did not move, allowing the blood to spray on his face and body.

Luo stood beside him, frowning, and with a flick of his finger to cast his ability, an umbrella appeared in his hand, blocking all the sprayed blood.

Mole covered his neck with his hands, trying to cover the wound, but it was just a useless behavior. Blood continued to flow from his fingers, staining the deck beneath him red.

Ten seconds later, the mole lost consciousness, and three minutes later, he died completely in convulsions.

"Hey hey"

Fedsack raised the dagger, sticking out his scarlet tongue and licking it with a smile, "The elite of the navy headquarters died in such pain. If you take a picture of him dead and send it to the navy"

Langlot frowned, "He is a swordsman, this way of death is enough humiliation, it is unnecessary"

"You want to order me?" Before Langlot finished speaking, he was interrupted by Fedsack's gloomy voice.

"Humph"

Langlot snorted coldly, turned and left. He knew that although he had joined the Scarlet Pirates for a long time, no one in the real core would regard him as his own.

"A lieutenant admiral of the Navy headquarters is enough for my special collection." Fedsack snickered sinisterly, the dagger disappeared without a trace in his hand, and took off his blood-stained white gloves, revealing his skin covered with blood. The right hand with a small scar touched the mole.

"Om~"

Soon, a burst of dark purple light shone slightly, and the mole's body gradually became stiff, its skin pale and bloodless.

"Swish"

Suddenly, the Mole's closed eyes suddenly opened, and he sat up from the deck suddenly, without any movement, his eyes were empty, like a puppet.

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