Peace of the Pirate

A sudden noise interrupted Qin Ping and Dean in the training room.Mobile terminal m..

The two looked at each other, and the sound was somewhat similar to the noise caused by Fisher Tiger's escape, but it was closer.

Qin Ping couldn't sit still: "I'll go out and take a look."

After opening the door, Qin Ping put on some clothes at random and hurried towards the direction of the sound, with an uneasy Dean following closely behind.

When he came to the garden in front of the study, Qin Ping was shocked when he saw the scene.

There were many people in the garden, and Hugh Mills, the leader of the crowd, was constantly comforting Shalulia. Prussia, who was standing behind him, lowered his head.

In front of them were the three sisters kneeling on the ground, and then many guards surrounded them, forming a semicircle.

Something happened... Qin Ping knew something was wrong with this scene, and quickly leaned over, looking anxious: "Father, what happened? Why are they kneeling on the ground?"

"Brother Radlade." Seeing Qin Ping's arrival, Xia Lulia, who was quietly accepting comfort, suddenly shed tears of grievance and threw herself into Qin Ping's arms.

In full view of everyone, Qin Ping reluctantly caught Xia Lulia, patted her shoulder perfunctorily, and put her aside: "Prussia, what happened?"

Hugh Mills looked very unhappy, and the aura he exuded frightened Qin Ping, so he had to change the subject of his inquiry.

Raising his head, Prussia frowned: "Master, as soon as we came in, we saw these three bold slaves attacking Miss Shalulia Gong. Fortunately, the guards were fast and ensured the safety of Miss Shalulia."

"And their identities have been exposed. The master is really angry now." After speaking, Prussia lowered his head again.

Oops... Qin Ping's heart thumped. If his identity was exposed, there was still room for negotiation, but he knew the concept of attacking the Tianlong people best.

Although he had doubts in his heart, Qin Ping also knew that Prussia would not slander him in this kind of matter, so he could only bite the bullet and plead: "Father, I wonder if there is any misunderstanding here."

Shalulia stood up angrily: "Misunderstanding, how could there be a misunderstanding. I heard these slaves secretly discussing their escape outside the study, so I jumped out to expose them. Who knew they would dare to attack me?"

As he spoke, he showed his wrist and his face turned red: "Look, the evidence is still here. Fortunately, my uncle came back in time, so I was not seriously injured."

Qin Ping couldn't believe it. Even if the evidence was conclusive, he decided to listen to the three sisters' words again: "Are you really planning to escape? And you attacked Xia Lulia for this?"

Desperate, Boya Hancock looked at Qin Ping and showed a helpless smile. She didn't know how to argue for herself now, because they did take action in desperation, and this single charge was enough. .

Disappointed, Qin Ping really felt disappointed and blamed himself: "I thought it would be enough to rescue you. In fact, as long as you tell me, I will definitely agree, right?"

After saying this, he ignored Boya Hancock with twinkling eyes. Qin Ping turned around and took a deep breath: "Father, I brought them here. Let me handle them."

Hugh Mills did not agree and said with a gloomy face: "Radled, you are still young, I will handle this matter."

This is the first time Qin Ping has seen Hugh Mills look like this to him in the past few months, but he still bites the bullet and says, "Father, I think I can handle it."

Hugh Mills took a deep look at Qin Ping. This was the first time he had seen such a firm expression from his son.

But when Qin Ping's heartbeat was beating violently, Hugh Mills shook his head. He had no intention of changing his mind: "Pruss, pull him away."

"Yes, Master." Prussia took Qin Ping's arm, and while exerting force, he whispered, "Master, please don't disobey me now."

After Qin Ping was pulled out of the circle, Hugh Mills began to interrogate: "Tell me, how did you slaves deceive my son, and what was the purpose of sneaking here."

"They didn't lie to me, I know huh huh."

Qin Ping opened his mouth to defend but his mouth was covered by Pruss, who had sharp eyes and quick hands, but he couldn't say the second half of the sentence.

Looking at Qin Ping's eyes, Boya Hancock understood his meaning, smiled softly, and kowtowed to the ground: "This has nothing to do with the young master. He was affected by my devil fruit and was like this. We are willing to accept the punishment." ."

"In that case." Hugh Mills turned his head and ordered in a cold voice: "Pruss, take them down and whip them a hundred times each. If they are not dead yet, throw them into the slave area."

Under Qin Ping's astonished gaze, Prussia sighed helplessly, patted Qin Ping's back gently, and replied: "Yes, sir."

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Marie Joa, this is a place that most people in this world will never come to in their lifetime, and those who come are likely to walk on this land with a feeling of despair.

As they get closer and closer to the Arena of God, the walking slaves feel more and more oppression.

Finally, because he could not bear the oppression, a slave fell to his knees and kept kowtowing: "Sir, please let me go. I still want to see my child again, please."

In order to prevent escape, the two slave teams were connected end to end. As long as one of them could not walk, the entire team could only be paralyzed in place.

A slave who turned back knew something was wrong and wanted to pull up, but his expression suddenly changed and his horse turned back.

"is it?"

The whip in Musgarud's hand kept waving in the air, making bursts of noise.

"Please, sir, please, sir." The slave begging for mercy knocked his head to the ground and did not lift it up again. He just kept begging for mercy.

Musgard's eyes flashed with disdain: "What a waste of my time. As expected, human slaves are a bunch of useless guys."

Some people can still lift their heads after kowtowing, but some people will never be able to lift them up again.

boom!

The sound of a gunshot struck hard in the hearts of all slaves.

"Huh." After blowing away the smoke from the gun, Musgarud put away his gun and ordered the guard escorting him: "Come over, two of you, and throw this guy into the river next to him. Remember to move quickly. , my patience is running out.”

"Yes."

Not daring to delay, the two nearest guards ran forward, deftly unlocked the chains, then carried the body and threw it into the river.

Driven by the rolling river water, the slave's body quickly disappeared.

Withdrawing his gaze, Musgarud smiled ferociously: "Let's go, I don't think anyone wants to ask me to let him go now."

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ps: Well, the editor of Two-dimensional is really dedicated and gave me a reply in one day.

It makes me not even in the mood to type. . . . . .

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