Pirate: I can loot life

The sky is filled with thick clouds.

Thunder and lightning.

Torrential downpour.

The man's wailing voice was suppressed by the sound of rain lapping on the sea, and blood flowed into the sea along the planks of the ship.

“That’s the price of justice.”

The rain washed away the blood on the deck, and on the navy warship, a man with a leisurely look suddenly appeared.

After experiencing the grief in his heart, Zefa lowered his head, as if he didn't hear it.

Li Ang walked up to Ain and put his hand on it.

Ain subconsciously dodged and pulled at the wound, gasping in pain.

"I won't attack the two injured people yet, let's just deal with them briefly."

Ain and Bins both had symptoms of fever. He picked them up and threw them into the cabin, and then came to Zefa again.

"How long do you plan to feel sorry for yourself, or is your justice so fragile?"

Zefa's life was also full of tragedy.

He worked diligently and conscientiously in the navy for decades, trained a large number of elite generals for the middle and senior levels of the navy, and single-handedly created the mainstay of the navy in the era of great pirates.

However, he was brutally betrayed, and the person who cut off his arm was legally recruited by the World Government to become the King of the Shichibukai.

In the final analysis, the World Government does not regard the navy as a human being.

After understanding this, the Warring States Period realized how ridiculous his justice that dominated the world was.

"His Majesty Shichibukai, why are you here?"

Zefa recognized Leon's incarnation, Leon Jester.

Currently, he is the only one among the seven warriors under the king who has no real record, and his combat prowess is unfathomable.

He has never been defeated, even against a naval admiral.

Zefa always thought that Porusalino had little reference for combat power, but he had to admit that a guy who could make even his disciples fear him was by no means a simple thing.

"I'm just passing by. That guy seems to have an accomplice. He looks familiar."

Li Ang said.

"As the Shichibukai under the name of the World Government, why do you just stand by and watch!" Zefa said unwillingly.

If he hadn't suffered from asthma during the war, it would have been impossible for the opponent to succeed in the sneak attack.

"Don't be too naive, Zefa. You know clearly the nature of the Seven Martial Arts Under the King. When it was established, it was to serve that man alone."

"It's just that in the Great Pirate Age, when pirate power was rampant, the World Government continued this system."

"To put it another way, the Shichibukai is just a mercenary organization under the name of the government. If you want mercenaries to take action, you have to pay a price."

Li Ang looked Zefa up and down and said with a disdainful smile: "How much money have you saved after working in the navy for so many years? Or is your pension enough to pay me for my action?"

"Fighting against injustice, Leon Jester, using money to do things is your true philosophy."

Zefa stood up with difficulty, walked into the cabin, and took out the medical kit. He was not used to being one-armed, so he could only push the medical kit in front of Ain and Binns.

Simply check the injuries of the two disciples, then bite a corner of the gauze with your teeth, pull the other end with your hands, and simply bandage it.

More serious wounds can only be stopped from bleeding, lightly bandaged, and waited for suturing.

Zefa didn't notice that Li Ang quietly stuffed a severed arm into the "Black Book of the Dead".

"Good guys, if you do your best, I will send you to a nearby island for treatment." Li Ang walked into the cabin, and Zefa leaned against the wall without any strength, gasping for breath.

Breathing was like a bellows, as if I would be out of breath in the next second.

Ain pointed to the medical box with difficulty, and there was a small bottle inside.

"Spray...spray!"

Li Ang grabbed it and threw it away. Zefa seemed to be holding the last straw in his life, frantically absorbing the life-saving mist.

"It's really sad that the once black-handed Zefa has fallen to where he is today." Li Ang shook his head with emotion and turned to leave.

"Zefa, naval justice means nothing."

Before leaving, Li Ang turned around and said this to Zefa.

……

"My child, your strength is as strong as that old monster when he was young. You are worthy of the sacrifice I made!"

miss. Ba Jin patted the Erluzi beside him, bursting with joy.

The child is a bit stupid, but a guy with simple cognition is easier to control. With such potential, she will be able to control a strong man who can rival Whitebeard in the future.

By then, the all-powerful situation will be out of the question.

"Hahahaha, just wait, my child will shock the world!"

Ba Jin couldn't help but laugh gloomily.

Ba Jin at this moment is far from the beauty he had when he was young.

"Just relying on such a deformed child to rule the world? Is it too simple to think?"

Ba Jin turned around and looked at the man who suddenly appeared.

"Leon Jester, His Majesty the Shichibukai, was the World Government sending you here? No, the news is not transmitted that fast!"

"I'm just along for the ride, and I have to say that this kind of human-making technology really interests me."

"Did you make it yourself, or did Vegapunk help you make it?"

Li Ang asked.

"What do you know?" Miss. Ba Jinhu asked.

"No more, no less, I just know a little bit." Li Ang pretended to be profound, "Let's run for the King of the Seven Martial Seas. Not only can you test your 'weapons', but you can also earn some hard money, why not?"

"I can help you submit a letter of recommendation to the World Government!"

Li Ang smiled sinisterly.

Miss. Ba Jin said: "Little brat, what are you planning? If you want to control me without explaining it clearly, it's too simplistic!"

"I can't move you, you are a former crew member of Rocks Pirates. Rather than exposing your identity, I think joining the King's Shichibukai is a pretty good choice."

miss. Ba Jin’s face turned stern, “Are you threatening me?”

"Hoho, it's not a threat, I just give you three choices."

"Three choices?" Miss. Ba Jin asked doubtfully: "So, there is another choice?"

Li Ang drew his sword calmly and sneered, "Believe me, you have no choice."

Black Knife Shura.

miss. Ba Jin could tell the origin of one of the knives at a glance.

One of the swords of Bounty King Leon Anken.

Originally they could only be regarded as the supreme sharp swords, but in the hands of the Bounty King, Tianyue Xuelin and Shura truly became the supreme sharp swords.

The person who dares to steal Shura is not scary. What is scary is that until now, the mercenary alliance has been unable to do anything to this person.

miss. Ba Jin is also an old monster, so of course he knows what this means.

"Whatever conditions the world government offers you, I'm willing to pay double."

Li Ang smiled.

"The frog at the bottom of the well, forever blinded by the petty gains before his eyes, how can he know the vastness of the sky and the vastness of the universe."

"Do as I say, or I will place his head in front of your eyes one night."

After saying that, Li Ang left calmly.

"Mom, I didn't see his movements clearly."

Bai Er said honestly.

"I know, I didn't see clearly either."

miss. Ba Jin’s face was gloomy, and he didn’t know what he was thinking.

……

Zefa, I hope you can build a new navy for me in the short remaining time of your life.

Ain.

The lonely boat cut through the huge waves of the sea, penetrated the dense black clouds, and headed west.