Pirate: Just ask, I know everything

"Secret Technique·Long Nian·Zhoutian Star Chart!"

When Sami takes action, he uses his best wide-area move.

After both the Dragon Talisman and the Chicken Talisman were upgraded to one level, the powers of this move were superimposed and became even more powerful.

In an instant, the sky was filled with stars, dazzling with brilliance.

It's a pity that the pirate hunters who rushed over were unable to experience this wonderful scene.

Because these "stars" are extremely hot, and they are all descending at high speed, rushing towards them.

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The fireball suddenly hit the ground, and sticky tungsten water splashed everywhere.

The high-temperature molten metal water, which is close to 6000c, can be said to be fatal if touched.

In the blink of an eye, nearly a thousand pirate hunters were all dealt with by Sami. Most of the people lying on the ground were burnt, huddled corpses.

There are still a small number of survivors who are wailing miserably and lingering for breath.

Sammy showed no mercy.

These bastards claim to be pirate hunters, but in fact they do all kinds of bad things.

Blackmail, assassination, kidnapping, slave-catching, as long as it is a black business that makes money, they can't do it.

The main focus is industrial integration and diversified operations.

Since tens of thousands of innocent people were killed or injured in their hands, Sami naturally had no psychological burden when killing.

Every wrong has its owner, and to a certain extent, Sammy is here to collect the blood debt from their hands.

It's not that it is not reported, the time has not come.

When the time comes, everything will be reimbursed!

With a casual move, Sami telekinetically pulled a still living person to his eyes.

Half of this guy's shoulder was poured with tungsten water, and the entire left hand was burned, leaving only a little carbonized skin.

As for the remaining half of his body, it wasn't much better. There were scorch scars as big as a bowl everywhere.

No matter what his name was before, from now on, as long as he is still alive, he can change his name to "Golden Leopard".

Sami looked at this guy who had some luck but not much luck with an expressionless face and asked calmly.

"Where is your lair? How many people are left there? Tell me truthfully!"

Yes.

Sammy was ready to cut the weeds and pluck out the feathers.

This is in line with his usual style.

"It hurts! It hurts so much! Ahhhh!"

It's a pity that the guy in front of me seems to be a coward. He keeps screaming after being slightly injured.

I don't even know how to reply to other people's questions. I have no manners at all.

Fortunately, Sami didn't care. Instead, he concentrated his thoughts like a knife and cut off his left shoulder, which was no longer human-shaped, and performed an on-site surgery on him.

"Cut wherever it hurts. Mom no longer has to worry about you getting sick." Sami smiled softly, "My technique is good, right? It's specially created for you. Give it a name?"

"what!!!!"

"Ah? Very good, let's call it Ah-style pain relief method, the image is very appropriate!"

"Golden Leopard" rolled his eyes and was about to faint when he heard Sammy say this.

Not to mention, because of the overwhelming hatred and anger in his heart, he instantly felt that the physical pain was not that severe.

This pain relief method really works wonders!

Sami moved him out to prevent the blood from getting to him, and then asked: "If you don't want only a quarter of your body to be left, then answer my question obediently."

"Where is your lair? How many people are left there? Tell me quickly!"

"We, our station is, on the 17th, there, there are still hundreds of numbers left..."

The golden leopard gritted his teeth and spoke intermittently.

He was pale and drowsy. The heavy bleeding had made him confused and his whole body was cold.

"No. 17? Isn't that the home of many criminals besides you?"

"Yes……"

"How many people might he have?"

Sammy continued to ask, but there was no answer.

Because he tilted his head long ago and died quietly.

Sami threw him to the ground, glanced at the fire scene that was still wailing, waved his hand and used the "Sky Chart" to silence them completely.

Fortunately, this is a lawless place, so no navy will come to clean up the land, which saves Sami trouble.

He discerned the direction and quickly flew towards Island No. 17.

Soon there was the sound of fireballs washing the ground and the screams of dying humans.

While killing, Sami thoughtfully collected supplies and prepared to bring gifts to everyone.

"Yo? Look what I found, a bag of Baileys? Leave it to Nami."

"Hey! Where are the books? Bring them to Robin."

"Give the gunpowder and weapons to Usopp and Franky."

"What did Chopper bring him? A corpse?"

While Sami was muttering, he committed murder and robbery, but he made the criminals who were still alive very angry!

"Asshole! Who the hell are you! You just came to rob and kill us?"

"You don't want to live anymore! You idiot!"

"Don't be afraid, kill him!"

A group of people roared at Sammy.

If they hadn't just talked but never dared to take action, Sammy would have almost believed it.

He stood up suddenly, and the survivors were startled and took a step back.

Sami's sharp eyes glanced back and forth on them, making these people swallow their saliva in fear, and sweat broke out on their backs.

"Ah! Found it!"

Sammy shouted, suddenly ran towards them, and found a large sack among the screams of the group.

"So he was looking for sacks!" The other party immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought he was going to kill us."

Huh?

and many more!

What are we thankful for?

This guy is looking for a sack, but he is holding our things!

That is the property that we have worked hard to accumulate for many years!

Looking at Sami who was busy and enthusiastic, this group of lawless criminals finally seemed to have been greatly insulted, and the crowd became excited.

"That's too much! They don't even take us seriously!"

"Kill him! Let's all join in!"

They looked at each other, and driven by the overwhelming numbers and shame and anger, they gathered up the courage to rush towards Sami.

"Secret Technique·Dragon Thought·Spring Breeze Wild Fire!"

High-temperature tungsten water spurted out from the ground, covering them from head to toe in an instant.

The originally dark crowd melted instantly like a snowdrift upon which hot water was poured.

The last outlaw station on Island No. 17 was officially declared dead.

Sammy clapped his hands and stood up, his face illuminated by the firelight.

He looked at the three full large sacks at his feet and the experience stars on the system interface that were once again richer.

He smiled contentedly for the second time.

"The harvest is quite fruitful, the golden belt of murder and arson, the ancients will not deceive me."

Just as Sami was about to sigh a few more words, the phone bug on his waist suddenly rang, and he hurriedly answered it.

"Hello? This is Sammy."

"Sammy! Something bad is going to happen!" Nami's voice suddenly came from the other end.

Sami frowned and said in a deep voice: "What's wrong? Don't be anxious, speak slowly!"

"Kemi, Kemi was captured by slave traders!"

"Huh?" Sammy narrowed his eyes, "I understand, where are you now?"

"At the First Slave Auction."

"Okay, stay there and don't move. Keep an eye on Luffy. I'll be there soon."

Sammy hung up the phone, waved his hand and was about to activate his telekinesis and leave with the loot.

At this time, a large group of people suddenly came over.

The leader first looked around angrily, and then asked Sami loudly: "Why was this place attacked? Did you do it?"

There were dead bodies everywhere, so he naturally suspected that Sammy was the only one who was still breathing.

Sammy looked at their clothes and knew the identity of the other person immediately.

"Are you from the No. [-] Slave Auction House?"

"Yes." The leader nodded first, and then said angrily, "What do you care about? Idiot! Answer my question!"

"Where are the slaves here? Did you let them go?"

"You actually dare to let go of the slaves scheduled for our auction without permission! How brave you are!"

"Do you know who our boss is? That's Don Quixote, one of the Shichibukai! You..."

"Crap!"

"Secret Skill·Dragon Thought·Six Dragons Returning to the Sun!"

Sammy waved his hand, and six lifelike tungsten waterspouts roared up, with large bloody mouths, and swallowed them all up with hot dragon breath.

"The first auction house, Don Quixote, it seems that you and I are really destined, clown?"

Sammy sneered.

He felt that the accounts settled with Brother Ming and his gang in Rogge Town could be settled slowly from now on.