Pirates: Family History

Broken leg!

Broken hand!

Blood was constantly spitting out of his mouth.

In less than 5 minutes, the young man was tortured to the point of death by several strong men.

suddenly!

"stop!"

The middle-aged fat man spoke up.

Several strong men stopped in response and looked at the fat man, as if asking what to do next.

But the fat man ignored them. He just walked straight to the dying young man, squatted down, patted the young man's cheek, and said quietly, "Remember, grow some eyes in the next life!"

talking!

"go to hell!"

The fat man took out a hammer, and with a fierce look on his face, he hit the young man hard.

Finished!

Seeing this scene, the young man closed his eyes after a trace of despair flashed in his eyes, quietly waiting for the hammer to come.

But at this critical moment.

A hand suddenly appeared on the path of the hammer and held it!

"Who are you?"

The fat man squinted his eyes, followed his hands, and saw a tall young man with black hair, skin as pale as paper, and plum red eyes.

It's none other than Tsuji Muzan!

But Kibutsuji Mumei didn't pay attention to the fat man's words, but looked at the dying young man underground as if appreciating a satisfactory work, and asked faintly, "How is it? Facing a powerful enemy. You are tortured, but you can only watch the whole process helplessly, and you have no strength to resist until you are about to die. Are you desperate in this situation?"

Desperate?

Of course I'm desperate!

The feeling of watching the enemy beat you, torture yourself, and watch the enemy want to end your life is very uncomfortable!

But so what?

Without strength, there is no strength!

The young man thought this, and followed the voice and looked up at Kibutsuji Muzan, but for a moment he didn't answer.

It's not that he doesn't want to answer, it's that he doesn't have the strength to answer now.

He had just been beaten by several of the fat man's men, tortured until all his limbs were broken, and he had internal injuries and vomited blood. Now he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth, let alone answer!

"Then...are you eager to restore your body? Are you eager to gain the power to save yourself?" Mutsuji Kibutsuji asked miserably and faintly.

The voice fell!

The young man's eyes immediately flashed with a trace of desire.

But in an instant, this desire disappeared again.

However, it's not that he doesn't desire power, it's just that the severe pain coming from all over his body tells him that even if he desires it, he will never have the chance again!

This time!

"Brother, the man in front of you killed my brother-in-law just because his article was not recognized. It can be said to be a heinous crime. I hope you can give him face and hand him over to me!" Fatty! Looking at Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumei, I also noticed that he was not easy to mess with, so he squinted his eyes and spoke tentatively.

To this!

Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumei still ignored the fat man, but looked at the young man, as if he had seen through his thoughts, and said with a smile, "In that case, I will give you a chance, I hope you take advantage of it!"

"It seems that my brother is not giving me face!"

The fat man looked at Guiwu Tsuji Muzan and looked like he was ignoring him. Even though he realized that he was not easy to mess with, he couldn't help but get angry.

When had he been ignored like this?

Thinking about it, he turned to the strong men on the side and said, "Come on, kill him!"

Several strong men obeyed the order and rushed towards Oniwu Tsuji Muzan without hesitation.

however!

next second!

"call out!"

A thorn whip made of flesh suddenly appeared and swept past several strong men.

Immediately!

"Boom!!!"

Several strong men didn't even react. They were swept together by the whip, and then hit the wall heavily, and they lost their voice instantly.

During the whole process, they didn't even have time to scream!

This scene was seen by the fat man!

"This..."

His pupils shrank suddenly and he froze on the spot, his lips trembled, his legs trembled, drops of cold sweat unconsciously formed on his forehead, and the look of panic on his face almost overflowed.

Simply!

Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumei didn't pay attention to him at this time. He just withdrew his thorn whip, then stretched out his hand, scratched the palm of his hand, and dripped a little blood on the young man's mouth.

"Drink it, and you will have enough power!" Kibutsuji Muzan said with a grin.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

Hearing this, the young man didn't quite believe it, but he was filled with unwillingness and anger, so he subconsciously swallowed Kibutsuji Mumei's blood.

In an instant!

He felt a huge amount of energy surging out from deep within his body, filling his body.

Next up!

"Ah~"

Under the wash of huge energy, the young man couldn't help but scream, but at the same time, his broken limbs began to heal, strange lines appeared on his face, and his teeth became sharper.

Soon!

The young man turned into a sharp-toothed man.

"I don't care what your name was before. From now on, you will be Hibiki, the second of the twelve demon moons under my Augustus family!" Kibutsuji Muzan said with a smile as he watched the young man change his appearance. One sentence.

immediately!

He changed his voice and pointed at the fat man beside him, saying, "By the way, now you can experience the beauty of power!"

Hibiki listened to Kibutsuji Muzan's words, and then locked his eyes on the fat man.

In an instant!

Hatred and anger filled his mind.

Kill without mercy!

He only has one thought left now.

After that, with a look of madness on his face, he slowly walked towards the fat man.

At this time, the fat man also recovered from his panic.

"No, run away!!!"

He looked at Xiangkai, his heart skipped a beat, and he felt something was not good.

Although he didn't know what happened to Hiankai, he knew clearly that Hiankai was in danger now.

From what he just said, it was not difficult to tell that it was probably Kibutsuji Mumei who gave Hyoukai some kind of power, allowing Hyoukai's body to recover and make Hyoukai become stronger.

Under this situation, and with the terrifying-looking Onibutsuji Muzan watching eagerly from the side, if he insisted on keeping him, he would probably die here.

Thinking about it, he turned around and prepared to run.

however!

He overestimated his speed and strength!

Now Hsikai is no longer the thin young man he was just now.

In a flash of his body, Hiankai appeared in front of Fatty, blocking his escape route.

Later!

"In order to thank you for what you have just done, I have decided to grant you death!!!" Hsikai said this after a look of madness flashed across his face.

next second!

"Bah!"

His arm directly penetrated the fat man's chest.

"How can this be!?"

The fat man lowered his head and looked at the hand that penetrated his chest in disbelief. After saying this with difficulty, he gradually lost his voice.

"Hahaha~"

Looking at his body, Xiangkai laughed maniacally, his eyes filled with joy.

"Well done!" Ghost Dance Tsuji Muzan grinned and said with a smile.

This was originally a casual compliment.

But Xiangkai was stunned.

"Is this... recognition?"

Such a thought flashed through his mind!

In the past, his articles were denied, and the snare drum he was good at was considered trash. Everything in his life was denying him.

This made him feel like a waste and rubbish, but it also made him desperately long for the approval of others.

As for Onibatsuji Mumei's words, although they were just casual remarks without much other meaning, they also agreed with him to a certain extent.

"Thank you for your compliment!"

Hibiki felt recognized and a smile appeared on his face.

Later!

"Okay, let's go!" Ghost Dance Tsuji Muzan glanced at the scene, but didn't bother to clean up, so he turned around and left.

Seeing this, Xiangkai quickly followed.

At the same time, he did not forget to ask, "Sir, where are we going next?"

"Go to Flower Street!" Tsujimu Onibu responded with a smile.

Flower Street, a place in the Kingdom of Goa, is similar to a red light district.