Pirate Field Marshal

"You, take it and observe the movements of all the pirates around you."

"Remember, don't let any pirate go."

"I think you need to leave for a while," Lieutenant General Ford said.

In the four seas and on the border of the East China Sea, an army warship was slowly wandering in this boundless sea.

About 20,000 meters away from the warship, a pirate wearing a golden battle armor waved his hands crazily and wandered on the sea at high speed.

There was even a look of fear and uncertainty on the pirate's face.

It was as if there was something behind him that could frighten him.

After swimming for another ten thousand meters, the pirate finally slowed down, turned his head behind him, and took a look.

Seeing that the army warship had disappeared from his sight, the pirate slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

After relaxing, a trace of sadness gradually appeared on the pirate's face.

"Think of me, the great pirate Crick. Just a few minutes later, I still have the ability to roam the East China Sea."

"Now, but"

Take a deep breath and let it out slowly.

In Creek's eyes, there was a trace of extremely obvious hatred, as well as the fear buried deep in his eyes that could not be eliminated.

"army"

"Haha, I really didn't expect that the first time I headed towards the new world, I was beaten back to my original shape by the Army."

"But it doesn't matter. I will rise again in the East China Sea."

"Never give me a chance, Creek. If I grow up, if I become as powerful as the Four Emperors of the New World."

"One day, I will ruthlessly return this hatred tenfold to the Army."

Just when Crick let down his guard, filled his heart with hatred, and planned for the future.

A voice full of murderous intent sounded from behind Creek.

"Oh"

"I heard that you want to take revenge on the Army."

"You are too arrogant."

"Who"

"Who on earth is coming out?" Hearing this voice, Creek's hair trembled, his spine was chilled, and his heart beat much faster, "Get out, get out of here quickly"

After experiencing the influence of Hawkeye and that terrifying sword energy, Creek's mind was a little confused.

At this time, he was surrounded by soldiers. No matter who was around him, he would choose to kill them.

Until, to the Creek, escape.

"come out"

"Forget it, I won't play with you anymore. You're just an ant. Even if you play, it's meaningless."

In Creek's sight, above the sea, Hawkeye's lieutenant, Ford, finally appeared.

Facing Creek, Ford slowly drew out the long sword tied to his waist.

Holding it on his chest, a slightly cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Later, after Ford performed several sword tricks, the sword power emanating from his body became stronger and more terrifying.

Although, compared to Hawkeye, there are still many gaps.

However, facing Creek, he was like an ant.

Hawkeye's lieutenant, Ford, doesn't have to be serious yet.

Well, casual fun is enough.

Ford stood on the water, rolled his eyes, and swung his sword towards Creek.

In the void, a sword energy also took shape.

The sword is about one meter long.

The power is quite extraordinary, and the lethality seems to be not very strong.

But, for Crick, such an existence is enough.

At this time, Creek's face looked slightly ferocious, and his facial muscles twitched from time to time.

The hatred in his eyes became more and more obvious and intense.

"Ants"

"In the eyes of the Army, I am just a dog that can be crushed to death at will.