Pirates, swordsmen who gradually grow up to liberate the world

"Robin, Xiaoqiu, you go to play somewhere else in the town first."

He casually took out some money and handed it to Robin, asking her to leave for now so as not to be involved in this fight.

After they left, the islanders in the seaside town surrounded the defenseless Alsace with knives.

"Haha, I really can't believe that a pretty boy like you is worth 2 million Baileys?"

With evil intentions, the first thing they said was to ridicule Alsace, thinking that a man with a face like his was not worthy of such a huge amount of money.

"Kid, what are you capable of?"

"Why don't you just surrender and surrender your head to nourish the wallets of your buddies?"

Seeing these pale, sore-covered and hostile people, Alsace stood sternly.

He was still a little afraid of killing people before.

That's because as a modern person's instinct, in today's world where if you don't kill someone, you will be killed. He has never thought about being someone else's victim.

I can confront ordinary people like them safely with my empty hands.

Alsace laughed in contempt at them and pointed at his head: "The head is right here. If you are able, come up and get it yourself."

Such stimulating words immediately received responses from those who surrounded him.

"on!"

As if the leading man gave an order, more than a dozen men with knives all attacked Alsace.

Suddenly, there was a crackling sound of fists in the town.

The men who attacked Alsace were all beaten to death with his bare hands in less than a minute, and lay in the black mire in agony.

Then, he walked towards the man who gave the order just now. His clenched fists were covered with other people's blood. You can imagine how heavy he was when he punched the person just now.

If not treated in time, all the dozen people he knocked down would die.

The moment he got close to the man, he punched the man in the chest until he vomited blood and said, "It seems you can't take away this head."

Such a strong move completely alarmed the people on the island, but Alsace didn't care at all.

As long as he dares to stand in front of him, he will kill even ordinary people.

For him, at that moment the people became obstacles and enemies on his growth path.

Presumably within half a day or a day, the navy will come to this island, but now Alsace doesn't care at all.

If he wanted to become stronger quickly, he had to fight. The last experience made him unable to fall even to the extreme.

The improvement brought by the limit is far greater than training. Why not just enjoy the battle?

You know, the total age of people in Alsace is already thirty-seven years old. How can they still have the mentality of children playing around?

Once he adapts to everything in this world, he will have nothing to worry about.

kill?

Haha, for him there is no longer trembling, fear, fear, and guilt.

Forget about the world squeezed by capitalism.

Forget about the young man named 'Gu Qingtian' who worked hard for life and death, wouldn't it be nice to live boldly in this new world?

Pushing open the door of a tavern, he walked directly into the sink to wash off the blood stains on his palms.

Then he came to the front desk in high spirits, sat down, and ordered a drink: "Whiskey, thank you."

The tavern was very lively, filled with some unkind-looking guys looking at him and comparing him with the bounty on the wall.

As soon as he took a sip of whiskey, a man took the initiative to sit next to him: "2 million? Just you? Is it true?"

There was another question, which made Alsace, who had just drank whiskey, feel angry, and pressed his left hand directly on his forehead to the ground.

The front desk was flattened by his force, and the man who questioned instantly bleed from all his orifices and passed out next to him.

After killing the questioning man, Alsace took another sip of whiskey and said coldly: "If you dare to show off in front of me again, I'll kill you."

"You have to pay for causing trouble, young man." The tavern owner disagreed and demanded compensation.

"How many?"

"One thousand Baileys."

This is also reasonable, he will naturally pay compensation.

But the friends of the man behind him became more and more aggressive.

"That's our partner. You can't stand it if you don't pay some medical expenses, right?"

Another group of tall and strong men came behind him.

"With the interference of you bugs, the wine has become unpalatable." Alsace turned around and leaned in with his hands open, still sitting in his seat facing them.

"Which family of dogs do you belong to? How dare you bark in front of me?"

Arthas offended them again when he said this, and the strong men gritted their teeth and stared at him angrily.

"Okay, if you are young and frivolous and don't know how to behave, you won't be able to leave this tavern today!"

"Go and call someone! This guy is a good player. He will be publicly executed on the slave trading platform in front of the whole town tonight!"

Hearing this, Arthas laughed loudly and covered his face. The eyes with murderous intent looked at the people who took the initiative to provoke him through the gap between his fingers.

"I'm in such a hurry to reincarnate. It's just in time to test my fighting ability without a knife."

After a while, a large number of slave owners who provoked Alsace crowded outside the tavern.

There were actually hundreds of people, all of them tall and handsome men.

"Here we come, boss!"

"Tie him up and pay the price for your arrogance with your life."

Surrounded by enemies, he remained calm.

In an instant, Alsace stood up from the front desk with a stomp, and punched the big man in front of him who was half as tall as him.

The force is so strong that punching force is generated around the fist.

"Polarization!" He secretly triggered the move in his mind, doubling his strength again!

A punch!

Several big men weighing hundreds of kilograms in front of him were punched out of the tavern and smashed into the crowd of slave owners.

Alsace straightened up, walked out of the tavern and glanced at the hyenas: "2 million? I think the Navy has far underestimated me."

"You don't think that just relying on these people can make me so exhausted that I can be killed by you, right?"

After saying that, he rushed into the crowd of these sturdy men, showing off his amazing boxing and kicking skills.

His ferocious fists can knock down a strong man twice his size with one punch, which is simply unparalleled.

The evening breeze blew, and the town finally ushered in tranquility, and the black quagmire at the feet of Alsace was dyed dark red.

Hundreds of people fell stiffly around him, like dead people.

The last time he faced hundreds of people, he was still a pirate. This time his strength has improved again and he meets these ordinary people who can no longer withstand his beating.

"A bunch of ants, you should be lucky that I don't have a knife in my hand." Putting down these words, he turned back to the front desk of the tavern and sat down slowly.

The black robe on his body was full of coagulated blood and bright red blood. Not a single drop of it belonged to him. It all came from the bodies of those who took the initiative to cause trouble for him.

When he returned to the tavern, he looked at the boss with a calm expression: "Where's my whiskey, boss?"

"Horse... coming right away!" The tavern owner did not dare to neglect and immediately opened a bottle of fine whiskey to entertain Alsace.

Until two small figures carrying a large bag of books stepped over the fainted crowd and walked into the tavern.

Robin came to Alsace's table and looked up at Alsace's body covered in blood: "Did you fight again?"

"Ah, warmed up."