[Pirates] Intelligence dealers don't sell cute

Anyway, I've already messed up the task that Tinky gave me, and I can't find him now. The phone bug I used to contact is still on the boat, so I'm not in a hurry.

And the island is still burning with war until now, Sarkas basically wants to pursue and completely wipe out Kidd and the others.But it was blocked by Ivan.Aiwen's idea is simple: the incident is over, what needs to be done now is to save the wounded, not to kill blindly.

I ran back home to Southport first—if it was a house at all.

The distribution of the four ports of Christie is not in a very neat cross shape.In terms of terrain and terrain, the South Port is closer to the East Port than the North Port.So South Port inevitably became the second most affected area.

Standing in front of the "home" with only waste bricks and tiles left, I couldn't help but be stunned.My mind went blank, I just walked through the deformed gate numbly, pushed away the marine soldiers who blocked me, squatted directly on the ruins, and planed the rubble like sharp blades with both hands.

The navy tried to dissuade me several times, but I ignored it.Seeing this, they finally let go and let me do whatever I want.

There were chattering comments from behind:

"Look at that decisive look, I'm afraid it's the family members who were buried below?"

"It's really pitiful..."

"It's all the hateful pirates' fault. This time, so many people died... Next time we meet them, we must avenge them!"

"That's right! Let them know that our Navy isn't an embroidered pillow either!"

"Stay here and protect this girl. Let's go to Donggang to save people first!"

"learn!"

I didn't take their words to heart.

The navy who stayed behind saw that I finally took out a bear doll and a broken glass frame, and when he left with empty eyes, the cigarettes fell from his mouth.

"Hey, little sister, there are wars everywhere now, it's dangerous for you to go to the naval station for refuge!" He trotted a few steps and grabbed my arm.

"Thank you," I skillfully hit him on the wrist with a knife, broke free, glanced at him with a cold tone, "but I just escaped from Sakaski, and I don't want to fall into the trap again .”

"..." He obviously didn't expect that I would refuse, he froze in place, thinking about my words in a daze.

It was already dawn, and the completely shapeless streets were full of noise that Christie had never had before:

Rescue navies going back and forth; there are also calls for help from the wounded; between the steps, they are full of cursing at the pirates...

Everyone's eyes were blank and exhausted.Even those dark green eyes that have always been scheming.

Noticing my passing, Mr. Fox only looked up at me, then quickly lowered his head and devoted himself to saving lives again.

I saw that his slender and fair fingers were covered with calluses from many years of arrow practice, and were already covered with countless wounds as small as mosquitoes' feet, but he seemed to be ignorant.

After "reading" the silent warning in his eyes, I quickly disappeared from his sight.

I know that under such circumstances, he is now more concerned about making up for the damage and losses caused by the battle than catching pirates.

Therefore, Aiwen and Sakaski are destined to always be at odds with each other.

Because what Sakalski cares about is: how to kill "evil" in advance, so as to prevent them from sinning in the future.What Mr. Fox has in mind is the immediate gains and losses.He has never been a person who can be ruthless and ignore human lives.

Perhaps, in the eyes of others, this kind of thinking is silly and naive, boring and weak.But the cry that echoed repeatedly in his heart told me unreservedly: his ambition, his desire, his pursuit!

This is different from Tink.

If you put aside the confinement of identity and position, then Tinch and Sakarski are like-minded and similar people.

Because they are all capable of doing whatever it takes to achieve their goals.

Too much ups and downs of life and death taught them to see the cruelty of the world.

What's more, Ting Qi's ambition is mixed with too much greed.

And Aiwen's ambition is just a pure pursuit to realize his own ambition.

It is for this reason that Tinch's unpredictability and reckless madness make him all the more terrifying.

Like a monster cunningly hiding in the dark, and he has quietly opened his bloody mouth, laid a net, and then just quietly waited for the prey to approach.

Relatively speaking, I am more willing to play games with opponents like Mr. Fox - that is exactly a kind of pleasure.

Putting the puppet and Redforth's structure diagram on the shore, I propped up my hands and jumped from the notch of the stone embankment, landing on the wet soil below.Lift off the tarpaulin used as camouflage, inside, there is a hidden secret.This is an abandoned drainage pipe, which has not been used for some years, but still leads directly to the ocean.After an accidental discovery, I used it as a place to moor my dinghy.Secluded and safe.

I enjoy the same, shrugging my nose, filled with the moist musty smell of moss.The cold breath rushed towards my face, suddenly, I felt a little uncomfortable for a while, and I shuddered.The cat waist got into the boat, because of my weight, the boat drafted, and swayed a few times unsteadily.I almost fell into the water because my mind was distracted.Grabbing the mast of the boat, he barely stabilized himself.

Looking at the phone bug that was still sleeping, my heart was full of mixed feelings, but it was as bitter as a cup of strong tea.

When I was young, thanks to the protection of Ting Qi and my uncle, I was able to survive until today.

It is no exaggeration to say that the two of them are like family members in my eyes.

But the two of them are completely different.

I can hear their "heart".

Uncle treats me like he treats his own children, blood relationship or something, in front of him, only superficial words remain.But Ting Qi's actions are all purposeful. I am like a tool, a chess piece, and a sharp knife to him.Because I am still useful to him, he will protect me and nurture me.

However, in any case, they have accompanied me through such a long journey.

"Crown! Where are you?! That idiot Eustace actually attacked Christie! Are you alright? Did you get the devil fruit?"

As soon as the phone was connected, he bombarded him with several urgent questions one after another.

"Hello?! You talk!" Because of my silence, he became more and more restless.

"Tinky," I said hoarsely, trying not to make any noise, "I lost the devil fruit."

What he answered me was a long silence that was almost suffocating.

"Klauen, this kind of joke is not funny." His voice was so cold that I felt primitive fear in my heart - the fear of the strong.

"I don't need it." Although I thought the trembling voice betrayed me.

"Come to me in a small boat, I hope you can give me an explanation." He hung up the phone indifferently.

Facing the phone bug that fell into a long sleep again, I was stunned for a long time before I hung up the phone.

After driving the boat and pulling the anchor, I suddenly felt a sense of "pleading guilty", no matter what the situation was, I had to face it.

Be it sadness or joy, you still have to walk slowly by yourself.

The boat was swimming between the gaps, like a very flexible fish.Just after getting out of the "private port", it was completely shrouded in haze.

Christie, which is always sunny, is rarely even cloudy, but today is completely cloudy.Probably it also rendered people's sadness.

There are three thousand blue skies, but no sun can be found.

As soon as I raised the sails, I saw a row of marines standing on the shore staring at me helplessly.After that, there was a stalemate on both sides of us, you look at me and I look at you.

That's good, I dare to face them when I came out just now!

The stalemate lasted not long before they finally came to their senses and issued routine warnings over and over again.And I simply ignored them all arrogantly.After this, their patience has almost bottomed out by me.Besides, facing someone so suspicious as me, how could they let it go so easily?So they simply did the same, omitting all the steps of firing warning shots!Directly aimed at my boat and myself, taking turns pulling the trigger without hesitation.

Leaning against the cabin, watching the splashing water when the bullet fell into the water, I suddenly remembered the warm blood that dripped on the cold and hard floor a few hours ago.They are all the same crown shape,

While distracted, he accidentally scratched his cheek by a stray bullet.But I just laughed helplessly that I was lax, wiped off the blood, and didn't fight back.Because the small boat has already boarded the current, it is like imprisoning a dragon into the sea.And what they can do without ships is nothing but their "negligence" of firing indiscriminately to comfort themselves.

What is there to be afraid of such a person?

Soon, I will officially embark on the journey to find Tinky in the vast ocean.

………………

"I endured humiliation for so many years just for it! But Klauen...you ruined all of this!"

At this time, even if I was killed, I would not dare to look directly at Ting Qi's eyes that seemed to be hiding a knife.I could only look down at the ground, bite the bullet and finished talking about the cause, effect, process and result of the matter.In the end, when even I suspected that Ting Qi was about to kill me to vent his anger, he finally dropped this sentence.

Of course I know that I have ruined his years of painstaking efforts.And the reason why he didn't do anything was not because he had a kind heart, but because he hadn't lost everything yet.

Although the devil fruit he wanted was dissolved in the sea this time, it didn't completely disappear.It will grow again somewhere in this world.It's just that he needs to wait more time, find more opportunities, and arrange more bureaus.That's why he was annoyed.

I lay on the boat with my head on my arms, staring at the hazy sky for a long time.Finally, I felt that I couldn't stay in Christie any longer.

The flames of war have changed the people here.

The author has something to say: Well, sorry, I haven't written a good article these days.

So Jinjiang also began to "retaliate": it showed me...

TT, so I was wrong.Sorry ×N...

There seems to be nothing to explain.

My generation is about to start school, and I am afraid I can't finish writing about Yingyan Island.

Because there are still a few chapters of the main text and a few chapters of extras.

Anyway, that's it.

Minasan, good night.

Thank you for your continued support.

Of course, I would also like to thank my generation's tall, rich and handsome brother, Boyouping brother~~