I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

"Sometimes, I actually don't understand what the government is doing."

Sith stepped forward slowly, turned his right hand, gathered the blade, and let the blood droplets slide down along the grooves between the blades. He walked forward and said:

"I really don't understand. You are obviously a bunch of scum. Why does the government keep you here? Just to give you a warning to future generations?"

Scarlet blood dyed his robe red, and he walked among the broken limbs and remains as if strolling in a garden, his voice was low and somewhat sickly.

The pirates were so frightened that they unknowingly made way for him and surrounded him tightly in a large circle. Their hands were holding long knives and steel forks that came from all over. No one was there. Dare to take action rashly.

"Why? Answer me, tell me, what value do you have for me to keep you here?"

Sith increased his voice and roared angrily. Shadows flowed in his pupils. The terrifying aura swarmed in like the sky, and the pirates shook them off like chaff.

"Devil, you devil who deserves to go to hell!"

Someone couldn't help but start shouting.

Sith did not stop, as he said, a single pirate could not make waves in his heart.

"Ah~"

Black mist surged in, as if countless hands were strangling the pirate's neck.

Others couldn't see his face clearly and could only hear his screams.

He is not too old and is in his prime, but his life is still like a candle in the wind in front of the Sith, which can be extinguished by raising his hand.

"Spare me, please, spare us!"

"We don't dare to do it now. We will go back to the cell immediately and never escape again. Please spare us!"

"Magellan, you diarrhea man, where are you? Come and save us, diarrhea man!"

Those little pirates who were not cruel enough were instantly frightened and collapsed on the ground, kowtowing like garlic, their adrenaline rising and falling.

The excitement they felt today was more than what they had experienced in the past ten years of wandering on the sea.

The Sith ignored them, and the darkness still crushed their necks silently.

"No, sir, I still have value. I still have treasures. Yes, I still have treasures. Let me go. Sir, I can dedicate all my treasures to you."

Finally, a few smart men appeared among the pirates. They knelt on the ground and shouted, trying to buy his life with treasure.

"Treasure?" Sith raised his eyebrows slightly and shook his head, "I'm not short of money. Your heads are more valuable than you think."

"what!"

With a scream, darkness took away his life.

"Value? I understand."

The pirates had a flash of inspiration, breathing heavily and trembling with excitement.

opportunity?

It was as if they had caught a ray of light, an opportunity, a chance enough to survive the Sith.

"Devil Fruit, I know where a Devil Fruit is."

The Sith stopped,

"Oh? Talk about it."

The pirate stood up with a flattering look on his face.

"That's an animal-type fruit, an orange cat fruit. I feel like it was born for you, sir."

"Animal fruit? Orange cat fruit?"

"Yes, it's the orange cat fruit." He nodded, with a light of hope shining in his eyes.

Stab it!

The long knife slashed across his chest, and the light froze on his face.

"Trash, you will gain weight without fighting ability."

"No, no, I'm valuable, I can, I can fight pirates and suppress rebellions for you!"

A pirate suddenly stood up tremblingly, gritted his teeth, his face was full of ferocity, shouted, and slashed straight at his companion with his long knife.

That was his best brother, and he never betrayed his brother even when he entered Impel Down City.

Blood spurted out, anger, confusion, and doubtful expressions remained on the people's heads. The pirate's greedy, ferocious, and cunning nature was fully revealed at this moment.

Close your eyes and shed a drop of crocodile tears.

"I'm sorry, brother, brother, I want to live."

puff!

Blood spat out from his mouth. Unexpectedly, when he pointed the blade at someone else, someone else's blade was also pointed at him.

In an instant, Level 2 seemed to have opened Pandora's box, and the pirates who were still in unison immediately started fighting each other.

Their eyes were red and none of them were easy to get along with.

Compared with just now, the beast hell now is the real hell on earth.

There was no compassion on Sith's face. He didn't know whether to feel gloating about the pirates killing each other or to feel sad for the bad nature of human beings.

He is a simple bystander.

The black mist surged around, covering it with a layer of blood. I don't know if it acted as a catalyst in this riot, and I don't know if the person it is guarding is the Emperor of Disaster?

"You're just a navy man, you're a little too arrogant, aren't you? These losers, really wonder if their heads were caught in the toilet?"

At this moment, a unanimous voice suddenly came from the corner of Level 2. They were three figures running together, drawing their swords at the same time, seamlessly.

Sisi frowned,

"A few more lucky people who escaped and were left in the low-level prison?"

"That's it?" A few determined pirates managed to break free from fighting among themselves and began to scream in surprise, "It's the three Patton brothers. That navy is dead!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, the three figures who moved in unison, looked the same, and dressed in the same way surrounded the Sith in the center.

While running, he rotated the steel knife in his hand, his body kept changing positions, and the condensed phantom flash made his eyes hurt. This was simply a textbook encirclement.

"Brothers unite, the shadow must kill!"

The pirates who were lucky enough to escape from the killing scene held their breath, holding their hands tightly together, with veins on their arms exposed, staring at the battle in front of them.

coming!

It is the shadow killing technique of the Barton brothers.

Those three people used this move to instantly kill a big pirate with a bounty of over 100 million. This guy is dead.

"Go to hell, Navy!"

The three men grinned at the same time, and Sith could even see their grins in the phantom.

But before their laughter reached its peak, the expressions of the three of them completely changed.

"How is that possible? That's just a little-known navy!"

His pupils were wide open, and the long knife cut through only the air.

No, it can't be!

They are blood brothers from the same mother. They have been together for many years and have a perfect tacit understanding. There is no gap between the blades at all. In addition, the speed is extremely fast. If you are serious, even Whitebeard should be able to cut it, right?

How could anyone escape?

Sith pressed his hand on the wall of the surrounding national highway. He didn't know what these pirates were thinking, and he didn't want to know. He was tired of playing. Facts have proved that these guys have no survival value.