Pirate: My villain's identity is exposed

Whoa!

Heavy rain poured down.

After returning to the cabin, old Captain Edson regained his energy and temporarily got rid of his fear of sea monsters.

He lit the lighter several times in a row before lighting a cigarette, putting it to his mouth, taking a deep breath, and exhaled a thick ring of smoke:

"This may be the last time I enjoy a cigarette."

He distributed the cigarette to the crew: "If I can go back alive this time, I will never go to sea again."

"Captain, why don't we escape in the lifeboat first?"

A crew member saw that no one from the flower trading company was around, so he encouraged him.

Most of the twenty-odd crew members agreed with his point of view and felt that it was important to save their own lives.

"If we escape on our own, that man won't let us go."

Edson thought of Sherlock's eyes. More than 30 years of experience at sea told him that Sherlock was either a heinous pirate or an extreme adventurer. What the two had in common was that his hands were definitely stained with blood.

Only those who have lived a life of licking blood for a long time can remain so calm when life and death are at stake.

"Captain, it's not certain whether he will survive today, but he is a Sea King! He is the God of Death on the sea."

"Yes, Captain, don't hesitate, let's go."

The crew continued egging.

Morality is insignificant in the face of survival.

Suddenly, with a bang, the door to the captain's cabin was kicked open.

A tall fish-man wearing a floral shirt walked in.

There was a ball of anger burning in Aaron's heart, and he was worried about having nowhere to vent.

He wielded Zhanfeng, killing one by one, leaving all the crew members who wanted to steal the lifeboat and escape.

Blood stained the captain's cabin.

Edson and the remaining eight crew members were stunned.

"If you don't want to die, just be obedient, old man. The four of you are responsible for listening to my boss and bringing the weaklings on the ship to the lifeboat. The four of you will search for all the valuable treasures on the ship immediately. I want them all. take away."

"You...who are you?"

Edson asked apprehensively.

Aaron glanced at him coldly: "If you ask me one more question, I'll let you go to hell."

Edson swallowed, cold sweat broke out all over his body, and without daring to delay any longer, he led the crew to gather the passengers.

"Lauberon, take the brothers who are familiar with water to swim over first and meet everyone on the Sinister."

Laurent nodded: "Okay."

He turned around and left, swimming over with the fish-man pirates.

Although Lauberon ate the Devil Fruit and couldn't swim, he could use the blast of air to walk in the air.

Sherlock was the only one left on the bow deck, so he took off his disguise and sat slumped on the ground.

The huge mutant octopus sea monster stretched out a tentacle and hit the White Pearl directly.

The cruise ship was broken down the middle.

Lisa and Maddie were the first people to board the lifeboat. They all anxiously looked at the sinking White Pearl and prayed that Sherlock could return safely.

The passengers were waiting for the lifeboat in an orderly manner under the supervision of the pirates, with guns on their heads, making it impossible for them to seize the ship even if they wanted to.

"I have money. I want to get on the boat first. I can give you 500 million beli."

shouted a middle-aged man wearing a fancy suit and a black velvet hat.

The pirate next to him glanced at him and pointed his musket at the back of his head.

"Quiet down, I will feed you to the sharks if you make any more noise."

"Kill, kill, Mad, don't delay my uncle's time to board the ship."

another pirate shouted.

The middle-aged man immediately shut up, and other men who had the same idea did not dare to speak anymore.

They originally thought that this was a group of adventurers who could be bought with money, but who knew that they were simply indifferent and murderous devils.

The tall and burly pirate reluctantly said goodbye to the woman drinking Lafite with him: "You get on the boat first, I'll be back in a moment."

"You have to come, Cam."

The woman wiped her tears.

The tall pirate Cam nodded and sent her to the lifeboat.

He already had the mood to live and die with Captain Houston. Fortunately, before he died, he met such a wonderful woman. As long as his shooting skills were accurate, he might be able to keep little Cam in the world.

Aaron kicked Cam on the butt, kicked him directly to the lifeboat, and threw a large bag of packed gold and silver jewelry to him.

"Cam, take these back to the ship."

"Okay, Brother Aaron."

Cam looked serious and grabbed the woman's hand. This time he didn't have to die.

Sherlock knew that the ship was about to sink and there was not much time left for him.

Originally, even Houston should be afraid when facing the Neptune type, but now Sherlock has no fear. The reason why he is eager to let people retreat is to prevent the battle from affecting ordinary people.

The sea monster activates his warlike curse.

The blood in his body was boiling now, and he just wanted to compete with it.

Pistols had no effect on the giant sea monster, bullets unable to penetrate its thick blubber.

The sea monster kept hitting its tentacles on the White Pearl, causing fatal damage to the cruise ship.

The sea monster's huge octopus tentacles directly rolled up Sherlock's body and placed it in front of his eyes.

Sherlock raised the corners of his mouth and swung a "cool iron fist", which was powerful enough to kill a blue whale.

Or make sea monsters happy.

But what Sherlock didn't expect was that a hole was punched in the head of the mutated octopus and sea monster, and the hole was filled with wires.

The electric arc instantly rushed to Sherlock's body, and since his whole body was soaked by the rain, the conductive effect was even better.

Severe pain spread through every inch of Sherlock's body, and his body felt like it was being burned.

Fortunately, he is a devil fruit user, and his self-healing ability is far beyond comparison.

Sherlock's body was charred and his head turned into an afro, which looked very funny.

"It turns out it's not a Neptune type, it's a machine!"

Sherlock said, pumping his fist again. He wanted to know how powerful one punch would be after he obtained all of Houston's power.

The huge octopus monster machine instantly began to crack from the surface, and the stinging electric current could no longer bring the burning sensation to Sherlock.

With a loud bang and a bolt of lightning falling from the sky, the giant octopus split from the middle, split into two, and smashed towards the sea level, causing huge waves.

The red afro in the control room looked confused. Did he encounter a monster?Or was he punished by God?

Fortunately, the control room was set up on the left side of the octopus's brain and was not directly damaged.

With a series of operations on the red afro, the octopus body on the left regrouped and began to show signs of activity again.

But he didn't want to attack Sherlock, but turned around to escape. Being struck by lightning was not a good sign.

"Don't go."

Sherlock was feeling bored, so he dove into the body of the octopus monster.

"Damn it! Dalmei Lisa, you are lucky today! You won't be so lucky next time!"

In the control room, a red afro roared.

"It turns out your target is Lisa."