Pirates: I am an undercover agent in the Beasts Pirates

Teacher Zefa once said to Wayne.

Physique is the foundation of everything. Any domineering and fruit ability are based on a strong physique.

Those top strong men are all physical monsters, and their recovery ability is so strong that it cannot be explained by scientific knowledge.

On the basis of physique, the development of physical skills and the practice of domineering are the most correct way for strong men to practice.

Swordsmanship can only be regarded as a branch of physical skill development.

And Carlo and Vickers on the field obviously have not received the correct "compulsory education of domineering".

Bang!

The battle between the two has entered a white-hot stage. The church was in a mess, most of the chairs were smashed, and there were several sword marks on the floor.

"Vickers, you are really hidden! Who would have thought that the priest who presided over weddings and funerals in the church on weekdays was actually a master of swordsmanship."

Carlo rushed towards Vickers with a grim smile, his expression was extremely ferocious, almost crazy, and the excitement brought by the battle made his body tremble constantly.

"Clang!"

"Swish!"

Under Carlo's fierce attack, Vickers was a little slow in taking Carlo's sword, and a corner of the monk's suit shoulder was cut open, revealing the strong and bulging muscles underneath.

Carlo was already a little exhausted.

The two separated again, each breathing heavily.

"Carlo, what on earth made you become so cruel now?"

After Vickers stabilized his body, he stared at Carlo with cold eyes.

"Huh, cruel? So what! I'm fine now!"

Taking the opportunity to talk, both of them were quickly adjusting their states.

As Carlo spoke, he slowly took off the loose suit, revealing the well-defined and strong muscles underneath that were completely inconsistent with his sloppy and thin face.

“你知道我这些年为了变强，是怎么过来的吗 !？你知道吗！

我从小就瘦弱，街上的孩子都欺负我，你知道那种屈辱吗？你知道那对一个孩子有多大的心理伤害吗？

从那天起我就发誓，我要变得比任何人都强，变强是我的唯一的梦想 !

其实，我不想杀梅琳，以前只有她把我当个人看。

每次我被街头的那些混蛋暴揍以后，她都会为我擦拭伤口，她是那么温柔。

可惜啊，可惜啊，她要是不发现这件事就好了……

我们还能一起生活，一起爱着彼此……

可那天，她居然发现了我的刀，她拼了命地往外跑，拼命地跑。

我不能让她去告密，那样我的秘密就会被发现，我的刀还不够强，我还不能暴露……

是我太冲动了……

那其实算是个意外，对，一定是意外！！”

各种复杂的情绪交织在卡洛的脸上，痛苦、悔恨、失落，甚至还有隐隐的......兴奋。

His eyes were sometimes dim, sometimes flashing with crazy light, as if his heart was swallowed by endless contradictions and struggles.

"Vickers, can't you read my mind? Look at my heart, my feelings, you should understand, right?"

Looking at Carlo who had fallen into a state of madness, Vickers shook his head gently, with a touch of helplessness and disappointment on his face.

The reason why he stopped talking just now was just to delay a little time to recover his strength.

He is good at swordsmanship, but he is also old.

And Carlo is the same, with a pale and miserable smile on his face, and he clenched the bloody "magic knife" in his hand again,

"Hahaha! But all this will pass.

Merlin will understand me, she must understand me! When my name resounds throughout the world, everyone will sing the story of Merlin and me.

So as long as I kill you, no one will know about this! As long as I kill you! My magic knife will be refined!"

Carlo's eyes were red, and his face was full of madness, as if he had seen the moment when he became successful.

His voice echoed in the dilapidated church, with an almost crazy obsession.

As soon as the voice fell, Carlo was about to rush towards Vickers again.

But suddenly, the abrupt voice sounded again at an inopportune time.

"So that's how it is... Then everything makes sense."

Hearing this familiar voice, Carlo and Vickers both looked grim, and looked at Wayne who stood up again beside the coffin.

"You're not dead?"

Carlo's heart "snapped" and he shouted out.

In his cognition, his gun clearly hit Wayne, and in his eyes, Wayne was already a dead man, but he actually came back to life?

Wayne did not respond to Carlo's doubts, and spoke to himself,"I think the magic knife in your hand must have become stronger by killing people, right? Mr. Carlo."

"After killing people, the so-called 'magic knife' will become stronger. This is why you kill people. You become a killer in order to become stronger."

"And your wife, Meilin, accidentally discovered your cruel behavior, so she wanted to report you, but you found out, so you killed her."

"But in fact, after you killed her, you must feel very good, right? That feeling of no worries and no constraints, finally no longer worrying about someone watching you all the time, and no longer worrying about the magic knife being discovered when you go home every day..."

But Wayne hadn't finished speaking when Carlo couldn't help but roared,

"Enough! Shut up!"

Wayne laughed mockingly, "Look, what are you anxious about? I said it right?

"You can't blame me for this. It's because you didn't manage your expression well. The excitement of success is almost written on your face."

"Shut up! Shut up! "

Carlo roared, his eyes were about to burst, and there was a trace of blood flowing from the corners of his eyes. With his pale face and the smell of blood all over his body, he was simply the image of a demon.

"You don't understand at all! You don't understand how much I love her! You don't understand anything! !"

Carlo roared hoarsely, as if he wanted to use his temper to cover up his inner panic.

But at this time, Vickers, who had been keeping quiet, spoke up,

"Don't lie to yourself, Carlo.

That kid is right, you keep saying that you love Merlin, but you are just lying to yourself.

I have seen through your heart, there are only two words written there-killing!"

After Vickers ruthlessly finished off, Carlo was completely broken, he was like an angry trapped beast, and began to curse.

"Asshole, asshole, damn Vickers, stop playing tricks! ! "

Swish!

Carlo's eyes turned completely red, and he rushed towards Vickers at a faster speed than before.

Vickers' face tightened. He obviously didn't expect that after this guy's inner thoughts were exposed, he unexpectedly exploded??

The next moment, Carlo's long sword slashed over, Vickers dodged sideways, but was immediately hit in the chest by an elbow.

Vickers' figure retreated several steps, and after a muffled groan, a trace of scarlet oozed from the corner of his mouth.

"Boy, why are you just watching?"

He glanced at Wayne and complained.

"Ah?"

Wayne, who was watching from the side, was stunned.

"Don't you sword players have your own dignity? Isn't it a shame for swordsmen to bully the few with the majority?"

Wayne said seriously.

But these words almost made Vickers laugh,

"Boy, come and help quickly, don't forget your true identity. "

Real identity? Navy?

This old guy can really read minds.

But now is not the time to think about this question.

Wayne drew the saber at his waist and walked towards Carlo step by step, his eyes became as sharp as an eagle.

"Hey, old priest, how do you know that what I like most is to bully the weak with the strong and the few with the many, especially against this kind of scum!"