A Pirate's Counting Life

Mark held Shirley's waist and slowly walked back to the warship when he suddenly heard a girl's noise coming from below.

A group of girls were standing on the deck of the slave ship. At this moment, they were gathering in twos and threes, either crying or hugging each other happily. Looking at the frightened expressions on the girls' faces, Mark greeted this fucking world in his heart.

Just as he was about to go back to the lounge with Shirley in his arms, he saw a sailor running towards him.

"What should we do with those people, Colonel?"

"Bring them all to the warships, then sink the slave ship, take them to the No. 60 giant tree in the Shampoo Islands, and let the stationed navy send them back! You must learn to judge this kind of thing for yourself in the future! Don't you think so? You have to report everything to me, soldier!"

"Yes, sir!"

The sailor blushed and roared in shame and anger. Mark waved his hand impatiently and drove him away. The new recruits were troublesome. If he had been replaced by the wave of veterans from two years ago, he would have reached the No. 60 giant tree by now.

Mark shook his head and was about to take Shirley to the lounge to prepare things for a trip to the island. As soon as he turned around, he remembered something and quickly stopped the sailors who were leaving.

"By the way, don't forget to search for supplies on the slave ship."

After speaking, he patted the other party's shoulder to make an encouraging appearance. The navy began to get busy. After everything was cleaned up, a salvo of artillery fire was fired and the slave ship was instantly dismembered and turned into a pile of debris at sea.

The warship sailed into the port of the NO.60 island. A major came to Mark and saluted. Mark smiled and said to him.

"There are some slaves captured by pirates here. Please send them back."

"Yes, sir"

The major glanced at the girl who was walking down the deck, and instantly understood the identity of the pirate in Mark's words.

The navy on the island hates these slave ships very much. On weekdays, they will go to the waters near the giant trees No. 60 to No. 69 to attack the slave ships.

But there was nothing they could do outside these sea areas. Mark walked outside with an excited Shirley.

整座香波地群岛是由79颗巨树组成，1到29号主要是人口贩卖等不法地带，30到39号则是肥皂泡公园，40到49号是一些观光区和特产店，50到59号则是造船所和镀膜的地方，60到69是海军驻扎的区域，70到79是主要是一些旅馆

Mark is going to take Shirley to take a detour from the giant tree on No. 59 to the Soap Bubble Park on No. 30

As soon as Shirley stepped on the ground, a bubble floated up from her feet. Shirley stretched out her index finger to pop the bubble, then ran towards the distance with an excited face, followed by a long string of bubbles, smiling and waving to Mark. road

"Come here! It's so fun here!"

Mark smiled slightly and ran towards Shirley. The two of them walked from the giant tree No. 59 to the giant tree No. 50. Along the way, various merchant ships and some sporadic pirate ships docked.

The two of them ignored the pirate ships. They came out mainly to relax. They quickly left the giant tree No. 50 and came to the giant tree No. 49. They looked at the shampoo-specific items displayed in the shops on both sides of the street. , and some snacks

Shirley, who was still very excited, immediately calmed down and kept scanning her surroundings with her eyes.

"Let's go to that store and try it out. The decoration is pretty good."

Mark pointed to the takoyaki aside and extended an invitation to Shirley. The girl jumped up excitedly, took Mark's hand and walked over there.

“Boss five hundred skewers takoyaki”

Shirley shouted to her boss with a bold look on her face, and Mark beside her gently patted Shirley on the shoulder.

"You call the two of us five hundred strings? You won't forget me again, will you?"

Shirley's eyes were a little dodgey and she didn't dare to look at Mark. She lowered her head and muttered, "No! Can't we have an appetizer for two hundred and fifty each?"

"First of all, this number doesn't sound good. Secondly, can you stop looking away when you lie in the future?"

Mark rubbed his brows helplessly, looking tired, and shouted to the busy boss, "We have another five hundred skewers for this table."

"okay!"

The boss wiped the sweat on his forehead with the sweat towel on his shoulder, and smiled at Mark. His eight white teeth looked particularly shining in the sunlight.

"Okay, I don't mean to blame you."

Mark reached out and held Shirley's hand and comforted her a few words. Shirley immediately raised her head and blinked her eyes and said pitifully.

"Really?"

"Really, I would never be angry with you."

Mark scratched Shirley's nose lovingly, and five minutes later the boss brought sixty skewers of takoyaki.

After taking a bite, Mark gave the boss a thumbs up. Just as the two of them were enjoying their meal, a ragged woman ran towards this side, followed by a dozen strong men with fierce faces.

The woman seemed to be a little exhausted and fell at the door of the takoyaki shop. The boss originally wanted to help her up, but when he saw the dozen strong men behind him, he quickly stopped taking steps.

Keep your head down and continue grilling takoyaki. Not causing trouble is the most basic rule of survival on this island.

"You can run really well! Run another one for me!"

A strong man swung the wooden stick in his hand and hit the woman on the back. While beating him, he cursed angrily, "You bitch! You made us chase her so far!"

When the girl was hit with the stick, she just grunted and did not yell. The strong man looked at the woman's fierce eyes, felt a little chill in his heart and subconsciously took half a step back.

The next moment, a feeling of embarrassment surged into his heart, and the strong man felt that he had been embarrassed in front of his men.

His expression became very distorted and he swung the stick wildly and hit the fleshy parts of the woman's body.

If he didn't have the last shred of sanity, he would have wanted to dig out the other person's eyes.

After the beating, the woman's eyes gradually dimmed. The surrounding men surrounded the two of them the moment the strong man took action, staring at the passers-by with fierce faces.

"How about we help him?"

"There are too many injustices in this world, and we can't handle them."

Mark said helplessly, and Shirley turned her head as if she didn't care.

"Oh, okay, okay! I'll listen to you."

Mark raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, slowly stood up and walked towards the door.

He didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing. There was a lot of power behind the auction in Shampoo. He didn't want to make enemies for no reason.

But when Shirley spoke, he could only adopt the attitude that even if there are thousands of people, I will leave.

When Shirley saw Mark leaving, she immediately started stuffing takoyaki into her mouth. It felt so good to eat alone. Shirley chewed the takoyaki with a happy face.

Saving people was just her excuse. She didn't even see whether the other person was a man or a woman.

"Stop it all!"

Mark shouted low, used Shao to go outside the circle of strong men, casually knocked one of the strong men away, and stared coldly at the bald man inside who was waving a stick.

"I told you to stop! Can't you hear me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mark pulled out the blood cherry and swung a knife at the bald man. The man who was wielding the stick felt a light move on his right hand.

He looked sideways and found that his palm had left him with the stick. He was shocked for a second and then a sharp pain surged into his mind.

The bald man covered his right hand and squatted on the ground.He howled in pain, "Kill him! Kill him!"

The strong black men around him all reacted and reached out to touch the sticks at their waists.

"Oh~ why can't we sit down and talk calmly? We are seeking death!"

Mark murmured softly, swung his blood cherry and swept around, avoiding the splattered blood, and turned around and walked towards the takoyaki shop.

Real men never look back to explode!

The girl who was dying suddenly felt a sense of warmth coming from her body, and the familiar smell of blood filled the air. The girl opened her eyes with force, and what came into view was a tall figure with the word justice.

"help me…"

The woman slowly raised her left hand and grabbed it in the air. Mark, who was about to brush off his clothes and hide his achievements and fame, paused when he heard this. He was so preoccupied with looking cool that he almost forgot about his business.

Mark turned around and looked at the girl on the ground. The half-kneeling bald man beside him also reacted and yelled at Mark in horror.

"Do you know who I am! I am Lord Fijiva's subordinate! Even if you offend Lord Fijiva, it will not be easy for you even if you are a navy officer."

Mark sighed and didn't understand why people like this always couldn't see clearly. Now that he was the one holding the knife, the other party thought that he could let him go by moving to an unknown distance backstage?

Mark slowly walked up to the bald man, knelt down, slapped him in the face and shouted, "Do you know who I am!"

The bald man felt his gums loosen and spit out three teeth on the ground. He looked at the awesome and coaxing navy in front of him with some horror and asked cautiously.

"Sir...which saint or palace is your lord?"

Mark looked at the bald man with a bloody mouth and a flattering look on his face. He felt that being a dog was not that easy. In the face of the other person's flattering smile, Mark said softly.

"I am a righteous navy man. Remember to keep your eyes open when you do bad things in the next life."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mark directly used a finger gun to make a hole in the other's temple. Shock, shame, anger, and regret flashed in the bald man's eyes before he died, and finally they all turned into deathly silence.