A Pirate's Counting Life

Torun Yin originally wanted to settle the matter, but after seeing several of his subordinates being shot and killed, his face instantly turned ugly. He saw his boss stopped in mid-air, and more than a dozen CP members also stopped near Torun Yin.

"Why did it stop suddenly?"

Mark came to Torunyin and looked at him with some confusion. Then he looked down at the few people who had fallen down. He still remembers the "iron block" that the person yelled at the beginning.

Torunyin lowered his eyes slightly and said in a cold voice, "Since these people have taken action against World Government officials, they should be punished accordingly!"

When Chuck heard this, he was about to refute when Torunin grabbed his neck and lifted him up. Torunin looked at the angry Chuck and said unhurriedly.

"I gave them a chance! But they didn't cherish it."

After speaking, he glanced at the dark crowd below, and winked at the three general-like subordinates on the side. The three understood and stopped their steps at the same time.

Falling vertically from a height of several hundred meters, they were like three meteorites falling into the crowd with unparalleled power. Before the smoke and dust cleared, the three of them jumped out of the pit and rushed towards the crowd.

Using armed color to harden their bodies, they look like three gods of war. Knives and guns are completely unable to break through their defenses. On the other hand, the three of them can injure and kill more than a dozen people with a single blow, but this number is extremely small compared to the base of 20. .

The three of them quickly thought of using the large-scale killing skill of Lan Jiao. Even though the escorts were well-equipped, they were still extremely weak against general-level attacks.

Even if blood spattered and their companions fell to the ground, it could not stop them from saving the king's heart. The three of them fought from dusk to night. The strong smell of blood could be smelled even a hundred meters above the ground. Torun had already fainted from crying because of the Chuck in his hand.

The king no longer looked like he used to. His hair was half white, and his whole body seemed to have been drained of energy. Mark felt a little unbearable, but when he thought of Kong telling him to listen more, watch more, and talk less,

I decided to endure it. After all, the relationship between the two was not close, and I couldn't let Mark risk everything to help.

As the first ray of sunshine in the morning shone on the desert, three bloody CP0s broke Hadi's neck, ending this one-sided massacre.

The three of them flew into the sky with expressionless faces. Torun ignored the smell of blood on the three of them and took the lead to fly to the Rapeseed Flower Port. Only when the ship was far away did the people in Rapeseed Flower City dare to go out.

The shouts of death last night kept them awake all night. People in the entire city walked out of the town with shovels in their hands and headed for the desert with sad faces, preparing to bury the bones of those warriors.

Mark stood on the bow of the ship and looked into the distance, murmuring, "It's really a world of cannibalism..."

"Who says it's not, kid, work hard to become stronger! Only when you reach Sora's level can you have the confidence to say no!"

Torunin walked slowly to Mark's side and said with some emotion.Mark ignored the other person and turned towards the cabin. Toren smiled as he looked at the departing figure.

Even if the general on the other side could continue, he would still be an empty shell. If it hadn't been for the steel-framed air defense this time, there would have been news tomorrow that Alabasta's rebel general was attacked and killed when he went to suppress it, and that the world government had vigorously suppressed the rebellion and captured the culprit.There is no need for an Alabasta to deploy a lineup like theirs.

Mark sat on the bedside and sighed in his mind about the vastness of the world. In the anime, the generals were already the small group of people at the top, but this time, three generals were dispatched, plus a Torunin who was stronger than himself.

Mark also understood why the World Government could rule the world for 800 years. Who would dare to resist with such power?

A month later, Cyborg Kong felt Mark's breath in the Navy Headquarters' office and let out a long sigh of relief. Half an hour later, Mark walked into the Marshal's office.

"Teacher, I want to know how powerful the world government is?"

Cyborg Kong put down the newspaper in his hand, looked up at Mark, thought for a second and then said softly

"In addition to the navy and the CP organization, the world government also has an army on the red earth continent."

Cyborg ignored Mark's shock, slowly walked up to him, patted his shoulder, and whispered, "Don't think too much, just do your own thing!"

Mark nodded blankly and turned to leave the office. He suddenly understood how powerful Cyborg Kong would be as the commander-in-chief of the armed forces in the future.

"It's better to clock in and clock in properly..."

Mark murmured in a low voice and walked quickly towards the manor. Since he didn't have unrivaled strength, he should give in first. With the backbone of steel, at least his life safety was guaranteed.

After entering the manor, Mark didn't see the three Shirleys, and he immediately understood that they were probably going out to play again.

On October 1473, 10, in a certain sea area of ​​​​the New World, the main ship of the Rocks Pirates, Charlotte?15?6 Lingling, let out a low roar, and then a baby's cry sounded from the room.

Locks raised his eyebrows and was a little stunned by the speed at which Charlotte?6?1 Lingling gave birth to children, but when he thought about having children in the future who could inherit each other's talents, he felt relieved.

"Well, well, from now on you will be called Compart."

Charlotte?6?1 Lingling took her daughter and took a look, then handed the other party the loaf of bread aside. The two-year-old Perospero looked curiously at the baby in the loaf of bread's hands.

Charlotte?6?1 Lingling walked out of the cabin and was about to eat when her eyes were attracted by a fish-man. She decided to have something else for lunch.

The fishman who was communicating with his companion suddenly found that his companion was trembling and stopped talking. Before he could react, a pain came from his body.

The fishman subconsciously used his armor to resist, but even his hardened body was cracked by the big hand.

At this time, the fishman already understood who the owner of this hand was. He originally thought that the other person would not be in the mood to hunt just after giving birth, so he went to the deck to brag and spank his companion, but he suffered an unreasonable disaster.Thinking of the corpses of those seniors, the fishman struggled even more fiercely.

"Well, well, well! You are so energetic. I hope you will perform well in a while!"

"No! Lady Charlotte, let me go!"

Soon the heart-rending roars of the fish-man could be heard in the room, as well as Charlotte?6?1 Lingling's iconic laugh. A man from the snake-head clan who had just been chatting with the fish-man stretched out his retracted neck. Straight, I decided in my heart not to come on the deck to get some air in the future.

It was really scary just now. Fortunately, I could shrink my neck quickly. If the other party wanted three people to play poker together, my small body would not be able to withstand the torture.

Listening to the pitiful screams in the cabin, the snake-headed man shook his head slightly, walked quickly to the cabin and decided to stay away. As soon as he entered the cabin, he heard the angry roar of Charlotte?6?1 Lingling

"Useless trash!"

Charlotte?6?1 Lingling opened the cabin door and was about to go out for a big meal. She looked at the man from the snake-headed tribe standing at her door, her eyes lit up. This special race is her favorite husband candidate.

Charlotte?6?1 Lingling stretched out her pink tongue and licked the saliva flowing out of the corner of her mouth. The snake-headed man's mind said "Run! Escape!" and other instructions, but his legs were trembling uncontrollably.

There was a "plop" sound, and the snake-headed man knelt down on the ground, kowtowed, and shouted loudly, "Lord Lingling, please be noble and let me go!"

"Well, well, well, don't worry, you are a rare species, I will take good care of you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Charlotte?6?1 Lingling grabbed the snake-headed man and dragged him into the room. The snake-headed man secretly cursed the fishman for his incompetence while passively accepting the torture.