I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

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Holding the long knife tightly in his right hand, Sith's eyes were like a deep pool, bottomless, emotionless, and no one could make him ripple.

Draw the knife!

A dark domineering aura clings to the long sword, dyeing it like a real black sword. The blade is pulled out of the blade, extremely sharp, but it also displays that kind of simple beauty all the time.

Now he is just like Hawkeye. Drawing a sword is a great skill, and his great skill is flat a.

The blade slashed across the giant bear's body, and the nearly ten-meter-tall behemoth was cut in half with a stabbing sound. It was scattered on the ground like a rag doll, its eyes wide open, with fear and disbelief still remaining inside.

I'm afraid that until his last moment, he didn't even understand why he was suddenly unable to move. Why was the little man in front of him so strong?

There is no need to pay attention to the thoughts of the dead. Sith kicked away the corpse lying in front of him.

"I want Bucky the Clown to die. Who is in favor of it and who is against it?"

Sith's voice was so cold that the pirates in front of him swallowed their saliva and took a step back, their bodies trembling.

He is serious, and the murderous aura in his body cannot be faked.

On the edge of the battlefield, Bucky was going crazy. He didn't even know when he offended the Sith.

East China Sea? no impression.

Moving forward? His age was simply not right for him, and his body was flying faster and faster without daring to stop for a moment.

"No, Navy, Buck...Captain Bucky is our savior, we will not betray..."

thump!

The sword flashed across, and a human head covered in fear and blood fell to the ground.

"Who else wants to die with Bucky the Clown?"

The friendship between pirates is sometimes so fragile. Compared with your own life, the death of a savior seems not so difficult to accept.

Taking a step back secretly, the pirates hesitated.

As a navy who likes to play with others, Sith has always understood that it is very easy to destroy a person, but it is not easy to destroy a spirit and belief.

But now, the Sith wanted to destroy the pirates, or the prisoners' blind worship of Bucky from the roots, and let them push Bucky to the altar with their own hands, then give up and watch him gradually die.

This seemed a little troublesome. After all, Sith had not planned to let any of them go from the beginning, but it was necessary. He did not have so much time to take care of them personally today. Destroying their will first could reduce a lot of trouble.

An army with faith is very different from an army without faith. Although faith is something invisible and intangible, it is not a level of difficulty at all in combat.

But now, Bucky the Clown is their belief, and the Sith want to kill him and destroy their belief.

Simply killing Bucky is not enough to destroy their spirits. What he wants is to drag the group of pirates in front of him to become his accomplices and further destroy their will. Well, this is definitely not because he did not kill Bucky. Making excuses is not purely about satisfying one's own bad taste.

"Since no one says anything, I will assume that everyone agrees. I will take the life of Bucky the Clown."

The Sith held a knife in his hand and walked straight towards the pirate in front of him without leaning to either side. His face was expressionless, and darkness dragged behind him, overwhelming the sky.

I don’t know why, but the pirates who were so aggressive a moment ago were stunned at this moment, and they didn’t dare to stop them at all. Many of them even took the initiative to give way to the Sith without saying a word, as if they were doing something. There was a very intense ideological struggle.

"Wait, Bucky..."

"Ok?"

Before he finished speaking, the Sith's cold gaze fell on him, and the murderous aura that had spread everywhere was concentrated on him alone.

He swallowed his saliva and swallowed back the words that followed.

Close your eyes.

"Bless yourself, Captain Bucky. I don't want to die, and I'm not a coward. I just want to live, live..."

"Trash, no, traitors, these shameful traitors, I gave them their freedom, is this how they repay me?"

Bucky cursed secretly in his mind and continued to run forward frantically, unable to hide the movement behind him.

This time, he became a loner again, and even his last support was easily destroyed by the Sith.

This was the first time he felt regretful in his heart. He was a crew member of the Pirate King back then. Why, why did he waste the opportunity and not develop extraordinary strength on the ship.

Clenching his fists, he secretly made up his mind. If he could go back alive this time, he must go to the new world to find Shanks. He needed strength. He didn't want to be chased like a lost dog anymore. He If he wants strength, he wants strength that no one can do anything to him.

Darkness enveloped the sky, and Sith stepped on it.

"shave!"

A cyclone rose under his feet, and before Bucky could react, the Sith suddenly appeared beside him.

"Where do you want to go? Bucky the Clown."

Bucky's pupils shrank. He seemed to understand why those people abandoned him. This guy couldn't escape except from the front.

If he could lie down flat, he would lie down too. No matter what, he had to fool him first.

"My lord, you..." Bucky took off the bracelet from his shoulder. It was Captain John's treasure mark. He believed that this secret was enough to buy him a life.

puff!

Sith punched Bucky in the belly. Time was so tight that there was no time to listen to Bucky's nonsense.

boom!

Haki wrapped around his hand, Sith grabbed his hair and pushed Bucky's head to the ground.

There was a crisp sound on the ground, dripping with blood. Sith knelt down and looked into Bucky's eyes.

"Don't think so much. Since you have fallen into my hands, just wait for death. No matter it is wealth or status, you can give me none of the things I want."

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth curled up and he let out a chuckle,

"Split the fruit into pieces? Huh, tell me, if I cut you into pieces or burn you to ashes, will you die?"

Sith licked his lips, murderous aura surged toward the ground, and Bucky was about to cry.

Who are these people? Why can't you even say a word?

"No, no, Shanks and I, that red-haired one is...ah!"

Black-red flames burned his face and dried up his body. Sith spit out the cigarette candy he had been holding in his mouth.

"It's useless. Don't tell me that you are just Shanks' gay friend. Even if you are his wife, I have no intention of letting you go."

The pirates around him trembled, and Sith pressed Bucky's face and lifted him to his feet.

Bucky has passed out and is shaking in the air. He is now more like a corpse than a living person. The pirates can't bear it, but there is no way. They don't even have a look of hatred. Dare to show it.