Pirate: Crazy Devil Vic

When Vic was irritated by the bandit's behavior, he heard a vicious voice.

"Hey, who do you think I am? How dare you look down on me. Just a bottle of wine is not enough to quench my thirst."

As he spoke, the bandit threw the broken bottleneck in his hand to the ground.

"You kid, if you had known each other earlier, I could have saved some energy."

He couldn't help but sneer when he saw the alert posture of these people.

"What are you trying to do? I'm so scared!"

Kuina couldn't bear it anymore and held the hilt of the sword angrily.

"Hey, you bastard, do you know what you did? I told you it was sold out, but you still keep going like this. Those two barrels of wine are our reserves!"

When the bandit leader heard that someone dared to come out to question him, he immediately looked in that person's direction.

Seeing Guina's look, he had a look of disdain on his face.

"Haha, who I thought it was, turned out to be a kid."

Only brats don’t understand anything and have no sense of awe.

He looked at Kuina with pity.

"Kid, you are very brave. Do you know who I am?"

The bandit leader looked around the audience, his eyes scanning everyone one by one.

The red-haired man seemed to be frightened and sat on the chair silently.

The guy who was beaten to a bloody head by him was probably half dead by now. He only lowered his head slightly and held his forehead with one hand.

The bold kid glared at him, but he was just a kid, and he didn't take it to heart at all.

As for those weaklings who are wary of the boys who are watching them and dare not take action, there is nothing worth paying attention to.

At this time, a mellow voice sounded.

"Who are you?"

Barritt looked straight at him with a serious look on his face.

As if he wanted to remember this person well.

Fury and Ajin also looked over expressionlessly.

The bandit smiled proudly, took out a reward list, and showed it to everyone.

"Look carefully at this thing. This head of mine is worth 800 million beli."

Seeing that everyone looked serious, he felt proud.

"I am a first-level wanted criminal. I have killed 56 people. They were all idiots like you."

It says: Seager, Pele.

He pointed specifically in Vic's direction.

"Did you hear that? Next time, be smarter in your tactics. Don't think you can't meet one on the mountain and one on the sea. We'll take these two barrels of wine away."

After saying that, he motioned with his eyes to the younger brothers to get it.

The boys naturally understood and walked towards the wine barrel next to Vic, laughing and joking.

"It hurts."

Vic murmured softly.

Although the tavern was unusually quiet, Vic's voice was too quiet and Sig still didn't hear it clearly.

"What did you say? Are you begging for mercy?"

He laughed, with a very playful expression.

"Haha, if I had known this, why did I do it in the first place? You kid, you wish you had known each other earlier."

Vic gently picked out the last piece of broken wine bottle that fell into his collar.

With a little force of the finger, the glass tip was crushed by the fingertips.

"Since you beg for mercy, I can't let you go."

The bandits' voices were still making noise.

Vic stood up, pushed Akin and Fury aside, and walked towards Sig step by step.

A piece of his golden hair had been dyed red, and blood slowly flowed from his forehead.

It scratched the side of the face and chin, leaving clear traces of blood.

Vic stood in front of Sig and looked directly into his eyes.

Two minions who were about to move the barrels noticed this scene, and one of them flashed the knife in his hand.

"Get away now, my knife doesn't have eyes."

Vic didn't even look at him, didn't say a word, a sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth, and he raised his left hand slightly.

I saw a flash of silver light, and the little guy suddenly froze, and then fell down.

I saw a silver cutlery stuck in his neck at this time. I couldn't tell whether it was a knife or a fork.

The entire head was inserted into the throat, leaving only the tail still trembling slightly.

The little guy didn't know what was happening yet, his face was full of confusion, and he was struggling to cover his neck with both hands.

Blood soon stained his hands red and gurgled out from between his fingers.

It all happened in the blink of an eye.

By the time everyone came back to their senses, the man on the ground was already twitching slightly, with more air coming out and less air coming in.

Maybe it will turn into a corpse the next second.

The other minion was so frightened by this sudden change that he stepped back and looked at Vic with a look of horror.

Maginot let out a short scream, immediately covered her mouth again, turned her head slightly, not daring to look any further.

You can hear the needle drop on site.

Vic didn't seem to notice any of this.

"I said, it really hurts."

Vic poked a finger into Sig's shoulder.

"I'm still a little dizzy. I'm already feeling so uncomfortable, but you're still so noisy. You keep making noises and barking like a mad dog."

His fingers poked at Sig's shoulders.

"Haha, I wanted to be patient a little bit. After all, this is Miss Maginot's territory, but..."

His eyes sharpened.

"I'm not that material."

Sig was originally shocked by his younger brother's sudden encounter. After all, he didn't intend to kill anyone here, he just wanted to teach him a lesson.

Due to Vic's momentum, he didn't react for a long time.

When he finally regained his thoughts, an enlarged fist appeared in front of him.

Sig was punched out and hit the table behind.

The table instantly split in half from the middle, and wine and meat cups and plates were scattered all over the floor.

The bandit brothers drew their swords one after another and were about to besiege the mountain.

But they saw Ajin, Fury, Barritt, and Guina all standing on one side, blocking everyone's way.

"You idiots, don't get in the way!"

Wouldn't it be better to stay well?I have to come here to beat him up.

"You bastard! Looking for death!"

Sig climbed up from the pile of things. There was a big black bruise on his face, which was highly swollen.

The skin of his mouth was cut, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

His face at this time was terrifyingly gloomy, and he stared at Vic sullenly.

"How dare you do this to me! You are dead!"

Seeing Sig's furious look, Vic sneered.

"Tsk, tsk, it's so noisy."

He picked his ears nonchalantly.

"I think it's you who is looking for death, this bandit. Since you are attacking me, you have to be prepared. It's really annoying to disturb other people's fun."

Sig couldn't believe his ears.

He can be said to be unscrupulous in this area, and no one has dared to speak to him like this for who knows how long.

Now that I heard such words rashly, I was still a little confused.

After confusion comes rage.

The veins on Sig's forehead popped out, he was furious, and his face was so dark that water dripped from his face.

But I heard that damn blond bastard continue to say:

"It's really annoying. The floor is all stained and it disturbs everyone's fun. It's really disappointing. I have to ask Miss Maginot to clean it up."

When Maginot heard Vic saying such words at this time, he waved his hands in panic.

"Ah, I'm sorry, it's okay with me, I'll clean it up soon. It's okay."

As he said this, he was about to get tools to clean up.

Sig remained silent, unable to bear it any longer, he pulled out the knife from his waist and rushed towards Vic.

Vic doesn't hide at all.

He stretched out his left hand to grasp the blade accurately and broke it with force. The blade instantly broke into two pieces.