A Pirate's Counting Life

Mark waved to a sailor behind him, pointed to the body on the ground and said softly

"Go check his reward."

The sailors happily dragged the corpse away. The three hundred sailors on the warship were divided into two factions. One was the salted fish faction whose survival principle was to wave flags and shouts, and the other was the militant faction whose goal was to fight bloody battles. However, No matter which faction, they all like leaders like Mark who can win battles.

"Shirley, keep an eye on them here, I'll go inside and take a look."

Shirley frowned and nodded unhappily. Mark looked at the childish Shirley in amusement and said softly, "I promise to fight side by side with you next time."

"A word is settled!"

"Yeah! It's a deal, I'll lie to you like a puppy!"

Seeing Shirley's mood getting better, Mark breathed a sigh of relief and quickly ran towards the center of the island.

Looking at the small village with green smoke in the distance, Mark clenched his fists angrily. He slowed down and used the color of knowledge to sense the breath of life. Five minutes later, Mark left the village angrily.

In his heart, he wanted to cut those pirates into pieces. Mousse, who was wandering around the kingdom, suddenly sensed a powerful aura appearing in his range of perception.

Just as he was about to order everyone to turn around, he saw a tall marine rushing out of the woods in the distance.

"Death to me!"

Mark roared and rushed towards Mousse. The blood cherry in his hand was quickly wrapped in armed colors, and he rushed into the crowd and slashed all the way.

Every time at this time, he would be jealous of those people with overbearing looks. Others only used one look to clean up the trash fish, but he had to use several skills to clean up the trash fish himself. This level of prowess instantly dropped a lot.

Mousse glanced at the sudden navy with some cold eyes, and the other party interrupted his plan. The wealth of a kingdom is very astonishing. Compared with the employment fee provided by the Yado family, he wants the wealth of the entire kingdom more.

Mousse felt that if he hesitated for even a second, it would be an insult to this wealth.

With a low growl, Mousse's arms turned into wolf claws and rushed towards Mark. Mark cut a pirate into two pieces with one knife, and suddenly felt a dangerous aura coming from behind him.

He moved a few steps to the left to avoid Mousse's attack. Looking at Mark with a relaxed expression, Mouss narrowed his eyes and quickly attacked Mark.

Relying on the devil fruit's speed bonus, Mousse and Mark were entangled together. After several collisions, Mousse had a rough estimate of Mark's strength.

He is a little more domineering than himself, but Mousse believes that with the animal devil fruit, he can defeat the opponent in the long run.

After some duels, Mousse discovered that Mark could only catch up with him when accelerating in a straight line. At other times, he was toyed with by him. After several trials, Mousse ruled out the idea that Mark was deliberately seducing him.

He began to wander around Mark, slapping him with his tail from time to time. Faced with such an attack that was not very harmful but highly insulting, Mark decided to give the other person some color.

He was not only good at shaving the Six Postures, Mark stepped hard on the ground and jumped into the sky. He looked down at Mousse with a dull look on his face and quickly waved the blood cherry in his hand.

Mousse swallowed his saliva as he looked at the dense slashes in the sky. He transformed from the orc form to the beast form. An animal that looked like a Hutch was running wildly in the forest.

Mark used his sense of sight to sense the direction of the opponent and chased him directly. Mousse kept dodging the slashes flying towards him and greeted Mark's family in his heart. This kind of high-altitude blow made people very uncomfortable.

"Roar!!"

Mousse's hind legs were hit while running, and his fast-moving body instantly rolled over and hit a big tree nearby. Mark directly used slashes to cover the area, and the ground was splashed with dust. Mark used his sense of sight to sense the opponent's aura.

After realizing that it had only dropped slightly, the dust cleared and Mousse's crossed hands slowly lowered their hands, and a pair of golden eyes stared at Mark.

Just when Mark thought that the other party was about to unleash some ultimate move, Mousse turned around and rushed towards the forest. Mark quickly chased after him. Mousse shuttled through the woods looking for tall trees. Mark looked amused as he looked around a big tree. Mousse around the circle

"Will eating the dog-dog fruit and the husky form affect IQ?"

An idea flashed through Mark's mind, and he immediately felt that this fruit was actually quite good. If there was a chance in the future, he could feed it to his enemies to lower their IQ.

Mousse was a little surprised as to why Mark hadn't come closer yet. Just as he was about to raise his head to watch, a slash flew towards him.

His initially doubtful heart suddenly became excited, and he ran even harder around the big tree. It wasn't until Mark swung Slash Mousse for the tenth time that he realized that he had been tricked by the opponent.

"Roar!!"

Mousse roared in the air, and then looked at Mark with some contempt.

"You coward, if you dare challenge me, I'll beat the shit out of you with one hand."

"It's so scary! Then come up and beat the shit out of me."

Mark tried hard to imitate Kizaru's expression of needing a beating, but the scar on his cheek made his expression look a bit ferocious.

The injury on Mousse's hind leg was intact due to the powerful recovery ability of the animal type Devil Fruit. Just when Mousse was about to taunt Mark, a powerful aura rushed into his perception range.

"Hey~ I'm finally here. I'm waiting for someone, little dog. What are you waiting for? Are you waiting to die?"

Mark looked at the dark-faced Mousse with a playful look on his face. Just as the other party was about to run away, he was stopped by Mark's slash.

Yado Odo walked out of the woods with an indifferent expression, looked at the slightly embarrassed Mousse and said in a cold tone

"Captain Mousse of the Wild Wolf Pirates, today is the day you die."

Just as Mark was about to discuss tactics with the opponent, Yado Odo rushed towards Mousse regardless of the risk, withstood Mousse's attack and hugged him into his arms. His left arm contracted violently, even though Mousse used his armed color. The hardened body was also rattled by this huge force.

Mark slowly landed on the ground, held the blood cherry in his right hand, and stabbed Mousse in the back of the heart. Mousse, who was still struggling, was stunned.

"Hoo!! Die!"

Mousse roared and pulled out his left hand with force. Jaddo Odo, who had lost half of his arm, could not fully control Mousse's hands.

Feeling the passage of his own life, Mousse used up his last bit of strength to raise his left hand that turned into a wolf's claw and slapped Yaddo Odo's head hard.

Yado Odo ignored Mousse's dying counterattack. His eyes were filled with the will to die. At the last moment of his life, the beautiful scenery of the Kingdom of Ameado flashed in his mind, and the simple smiles of the people flashed through his mind. , at this moment, the one-armed old man no longer had a peep at the throne in his heart, and whispered

"Feel sorry…"

As soon as he finished speaking, half of Yaddo Odo's face was smashed to pieces by Mousse. Feeling that the power restraining him in his waist disappeared, Musi pushed Yaddo Odo's body away and tried to stand up straight.

"I'm really... unwilling to give in!"

Mousse slowly closed her eyes. Mark took out the blood cherry and shook off the blood stains on the knife. He put it into the scabbard, took out the phone bug in his arms and called Shirley.

"Xiao Li, you can come over and destroy the remaining pirates."