Pirates: Justice at Sea

"Hey, old man, you should introduce yourself again. If you don't make it clear, I'm afraid my little brother will always be so nervous..." Lan Ran said helplessly.

After all, Aizen sat down next to Mihawk.

And Mihawk obviously hasn't come out of the shock just now.

"Hehe..." The old man squinted his eyes and squeezed his wrinkled face, "Don't be afraid, little friend..."

"My name is Cherno Alpha, and I am an unknown person."

"The corpses you saw outside were all killed by me."

The old man told the truth in a calm tone, which sent chills down the spine.

"The reason why they were killed was because they all wanted to grab the old man's knife from me."

"Hmm... I forgot to ask... You didn't come here to grab my knife, did you?" As he said that, the old man looked at Mihawk with a smile.

Hearing this, Mihawk's pupils shrank instantly, and a drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

"I...I..." Mihawk's whole body was trembling, his mouth was open, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded from Mihawk's side,

"Let me answer you for him..."

Lan Ran patted Mihawk on the shoulder, with an expression of "you can rest assured when I do things",

Then Lan Ran turned her head and said with a firm face: "You are right! They are here to grab your knife!"

click... click...

Mihawk turned his head around with a pause, and looked at Aizen with a strange look.

There seemed to be a variety of complex emotions in those eyes, including inconceivable, incomprehensible, shock, anger...

"How is it?" Aizen looked at Mihawk proudly with an expression of "I'm not good".

"Hehe..." The old man laughed, his laughter was like the sound of an old fan blowing.

"I knew...you are very nice...Young man..." The old man looked at Mihawk appreciatively.

"I... thank you... you..." Mihawk gritted his teeth and said this to Aizen.

"Hey! Why are you being polite to your brother!" Aizen said with an unhappy face, and then hugged Mihawk over.

Mihawk glared at Aizen, and now he just wants to curse.

Seeing Mihawk's eyes, Aizen knew that he couldn't tease him anymore.

Lan Ran withdrew her laughing expression, and said lightly: "Okay, okay, don't be angry, this Lao Deng already knew the purpose of the two of us."

"From the moment you and I landed on this island, he has been watching us two from the dark."

Hearing this, Mihawk's heart seemed to set off a huge wave!

"I'm right, Lao Deng?" Lan Ran raised the corners of his mouth and looked into the old man's eyes.

"Although I don't know what Lao Deng means, but what you said is indeed the truth..."

An old and hoarse voice slowly came out from the old man's mouth.

"Tsk tsk... well, let's get down to business. You spread those treasure maps, right?" Lan Ran crossed her hands and put them on her chin.

"Hehe..." The old man smiled noncommittally and looked into Aizen's eyes.

"Besides, judging from the scene outside, even if we say we're not here for treasure hunting, it's probably hard to get out, right?"

"Almost..." the old man finally spoke.

Hearing this, Mihawk became nervous again, holding the iron sword tightly with both hands.

Snapped!

Aizen slapped Mihawk's head lightly, and said softly: "What are you panicking about? I'm here!"

"With big brother here, can this Lao Deng hurt you?" The tone of this sentence is full of Aizen's absolute confidence and strong courage.

After hearing this, for some reason, Mihawk's body naturally relaxed.

"Hehe... This young man is right... I am indeed no match for him now..." the old man said with a smile.

"Tsk, it's good to know, old man!" Ai Ran said disdainfully.

"Then can you please tell me, what is the reason and significance of your doing this?" Lan Ran picked up the tea and said slowly while blowing gently.

"I released the news in order to attract powerful swordsmen." The old man said in a slow and deep voice.

"From the day I realized my kendo, I understood that my mission and the meaning of existence is to fight non-stop! Fight!"

"So I came up with this idea..."

"I want to fight all the swordsmen in the world, I want to defeat all the swordsmen, and I want to become the world's number one swordsman!" When he said this, the old man's tone became visibly excited.

"Then why do you have to sit on the sidelines? According to you, wouldn't it be faster for you to take the initiative to challenge?" Lan Ran asked, tilting her head.

"Hehe... I understand my character... If a person like me is left outside, he will lose control one day, and I don't know how many innocent people will die..." The old man smiled and shook his head.

"Hehe... It's ridiculous to say..."

"Tsk tsk..." Lan Ran shook her head and muttered a few words, "It's really an old psycho..."

Lan Ran patted Mihawk on the shoulder, and said solemnly: "You can't be like him in the future!"

Mihawk looked at Aizen speechlessly. From the time he met Aizen to now, he has begun to regret why he doesn't like to talk usually! ! !

As a result, he can't even say a single swearing word now! ! !

Suddenly, Aizen thought of something, put his hands on Mihawk's shoulders excitedly, and said loudly: "Little brother, did you hear that? He also wants to become the strongest swordsman in the world, go and defeat him!"

Hearing this sentence, Mihawk couldn't bear it anymore, "Get lost!"

"Tch..." Aizen suppressed the furious Mihawk again, pouted.

"Then what do you mean now?"

"Hehe...it's naturally the same as before...defeat me or kill me, my knife will be yours!" the old man said slowly.

As he spoke, the old man opened a cabinet behind him, revealing a long black knife!

The blade of this sword is very long, forming a cross shape with the hilt and blade, and it is also inlaid with blue and green gemstones.

As soon as this knife appeared, Mihawk's eyes were firmly attracted by it!

"Tsk tsk, it really is it!"

Looking at this extremely familiar looking knife, the corners of Aizen's mouth twitched.

"Tsk... did you hear that? Brother, fuck him!" Lan Ran turned to Mihawk and said.

Mihawk ignored the convulsed Aizen, but fixed his eyes on the knife tightly, revealing infinite longing in his eyes.

"Hehe..." Seeing Mihawk's eyes, the old man smiled.

"Do you want it? Come on, kill me!" The old man excitedly shouted at Mihawk.

Hearing this, Mihawk looked back as if he had just woken up from a dream, and looked at the old man in front of him solemnly.

"I..." Mihawk looked hesitantly at the person in front of him, and then at the iron sword in his hand.

"Haha~" The old man laughed loudly when he saw this.

The old man seemed to see through Mihawk's worries, and said directly: "Don't worry, I don't use that knife. If you use that knife, your iron sword won't last a round."

As he said that, the old man took out two beautifully shaped long knives from the cabinet behind him again, and threw them at Mihawk.

"Here! Here you go! Choose one!"

Mihawk carefully looked at the two knives in front of him, weighed each one, and after holding it to try the feel,

In the end, I chose the heavier one.

"Tsk tsk~" Aizen looked curiously at the two knives in Mihawk's hand.

"These two knives don't seem to be simple~"

At this time, before the old man could speak, Mihawk suddenly spoke, and said in a solemn tone: "Shigu and Leiya, one of the 50 craftsmen of Liang Kuai Dao."

"These two knives are rare treasures for swordsmen!"