The Evil Generation of Pirates

"I'll leave these pirates to you. M... on the mobile phone." Yamos returned the same way and no longer cared about the situation here.

It's just that he is alone on this island, which can make this group of pirates fearless.One-eyed Ross no longer wanted to go against this intern of the headquarters. Even though they now outnumbered the navy soldiers, they were still arrested and escorted to the warship.

Colonel Adolf also promised that he would be taken away from the branch safely in the future, so he naturally had nothing to worry about.

There was also a battle on Dorat's side. Some pirates who had not joined up with One-Eyed Ross were blocked by him when they tried to escape. All those who were ignorant of current affairs were killed mercilessly. A few of seven or eight chose to surrender. Was taken to the ship.

"Yamos... where are they?" Dorat also led soldiers to line up to guard the only escape route for the pirates, when Yamos came over.

As if he didn't hear what he said, Yamos smoked a cigarette and left the boat alone.

"This guy..." Dorat muttered as he looked at the Yamos ship.

After a while, Ivan, who was not in good condition, and a group of soldiers escorted about forty pirates over.The teams from both sides gathered together and properly arranged the captured pirates in the prison on the bottom floor of the warship.

Dorat asked Ivan what happened to Yamos, and Ivan shook his head bitterly and tangledly. Later, a soldier told Dorat everything that happened, and Dorat almost couldn't hold it back. Go beat up Ivan.

After solving the pirates, the matter is not over yet. Now this village is already a dead place. Their navy has not fulfilled its obligation to protect the civilians. Now they must at least bury them. If the corpses of civilians are left lying there like this, no matter what It doesn't make sense.

It took about two hours to bury the corpses of the villagers, and the useful supplies in the village were inventoried and transported to the ship.

This is the branch's rule. If no one claims it, the money will be confiscated.From a certain perspective, the navy gained the most from this incident. The pirates' money was plundered, and the civilians' money was also confiscated.

Civilians died, pirates were caught, and the Navy returned with bulging purse strings.

The warship returned to the branch one day later.

Yamos felt unusually tired. Even on the day he returned to the branch, he did not train as before. Instead, he just logged in and returned to the apartment, lying on the sofa in his room with a bottle of wine on the table.

Dorat sat opposite him, also holding a bottle of wine in his hand.

The two did not communicate. Although they were in the same space, they seemed to be two lines that did not intersect.

They didn't care about the follow-up of those pirates' matters, because Captain Ivan seemed to want to make up for his previous mistakes, so he solemnly assured Yamos and the others that the pirates would get the justice they deserved, so they didn't have to worry.

After beating Ivan, Yamos' anger has been decreasing, and he has become a little disappointed. He feels bored and doesn't want to pay attention to this kind of thing. Who wants to take care of it?

He thought that his heart was not very strong. Even though he had experienced so many life-and-death battles and was a mature warrior, he kept doing things that were desecrating the clothes while wearing them.

He was a little worried and thought about it from the perspective of Garp and Aokiji.They must also be in pain. It is difficult to stick to what they want in this environment.

"Do you still want to drink?" Dolat asked.

Yamos stood up and took two more bottles of wine from the side. He sat on the sofa and opened the corks of both bottles. He pushed a new bottle of Interwine in front of Dolat: "Drink."

"That was really fucked up," Dolat said, picking up the drink.

"It's nothing." Yamos took a sip of wine. "Actually, it's not a big deal. Hehe, these pirates will be judged anyway, right? We don't need to worry about anything."

Dolat didn't know what Yamos was thinking, so he drank wine himself.

Yamos put down the wine, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it: "I've seen this kind of thing too many times."

Dolat put down the wine, lowered his head, and a little wine dripped from the corner of his mouth.

"In the two years before I went to study at this headquarters, I have seen hundreds of cruel and dark things. You know, people are actually very powerful creatures, and we can always adapt quickly to any situation. Things." Yamos exhaled a puff of smoke, and smoke filled the air in front of him. "So I got used to it. I have changed a lot in those two years. No matter how fragile your heart was before, you will eventually become tough."

"Ah..." Dolat didn't know what to say. For this kind of thing to happen, Yamos must have experienced a lot more.

"Later I discovered that human nature cannot be changed. Everything was fixed in the beginning, as if you were cruel and ruthless before and will still be so now." Yamos took another puff of cigarette, "I am not a very cold-blooded person. Not that kind. I am a person standing in the gray area, like a god, a species where nobility and filth coexist. My body contains selfishness, ruthlessness, and indifference, and at the same time, there are also things that are opposite to these things. character."

He poked the burning cigarette butt into his chest. The cigarette butt was burning. His expression remained unchanged and he was still so lazy.

"That's why my heart is beating so powerfully, and I can now feel the pain that makes my soul tremble." Yamos looked a little vicissitudes of life. He rarely took care of his beard and hair, "It's just a village. It's just a death. It's just the navy killing the last surviving child. Of course I could say this with complete indifference and ignore it.

"But, my heart is beating, that means I am still alive and my life is still going on. Life is a process of constantly realizing self-worth. When I come to this world, I must do something so that I have no regrets. No matter whether they are trying hard or not, everyone will think so."

"We are no longer children sitting at home reading fairy tale books. We are all men who have seen with our own eyes what this world is like."

"I do carry some secrets with me, and they are things that I simply cannot afford. But actually it doesn't matter, its existence or not does not affect what I want to do."

"There are thousands of kinds of people in this world. There are those with power who control the common people. There are pirates who roam the sea without a bottom line and live a free and easy life. There are businessmen who thrive in troubled times and make a lot of money. There are blacksmiths, fishermen, bounty hunters... everyone is making their own life choices."

"I think I have to make a choice in my life."

"No matter how I try to change, my thinking is this: I can't stand this world, I don't like it."

"So I want to overturn it. Difficult or not, what the future will look like is not what I should consider. Thinking about these things in advance will indeed seem far-sighted, but I don't want to do that. Because even if the result is death, it will hinder As much as I hate this world, a real man can just do what he wants to do."

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