Sword of the pirate king

"Forget it, let's deal with the matter in front of us first."

The manager glanced at the crowd who hadn't dispersed, and said loudly: "Everyone, just now the pirates made trouble and disturbed everyone, and the business group decided to make up for it with a [-]% discount on the whole venue tonight."

"[-]% off? Wouldn't it save a fortune?"

"Hiss... I didn't want to buy things on the Golden Sea Road, but after hearing what he said, I was a little moved..."

"This business group is not bad, and they know how to compensate customers. The Sliever Chamber of Commerce not far away is far worse than the Golden Sea Road..."

"Yeah, last time I bought a low-quality product and came to the door to make a theory, but I was kicked out. I have never been to the Sliever Chamber of Commerce since then..."

People were moved. Those who didn’t want to buy anything at first stepped forward under the temptation of the [-]% discount. Those who bought something couldn’t help but took two more items. reputation.

In a dark alley near the merchant group, the captain of the Tusk Pirates and a few trusted crew members walked downcastly. They lost face and were afraid that they would run into their former enemies and be killed. Laughing at it, I deliberately picked a remote and uninhabited path.

"Captain, why don't we just do it directly, it's so annoying!"

"That's right, I think that little boy is not good enough, he has to beg for mercy and kneel when he moves a knife, and those guards on the Golden Sea Road may not be our opponents..."

"It makes sense. Once there is blood, the Golden Sea Road will suffer no matter what, and we can be considered to..."

The crew member lowered his voice when he said a name, but everyone knew who he was talking about.

"Idiot, can I not know?"

The captain scolded in a low voice, his brows and eyes were full of hostility, "What you said is simple, if you really fight with people from the Golden Sea Road, aren't they all soft-legged shrimp?"

"The most important thing is that the boy you thought was the weakest is actually the strongest among them!"

"The most, the strongest?"

"Captain, you can't read it wrong, right? I don't think he has much meat, does he?"

"Heh, that little white face doesn't look very attractive, but after cutting off the clumsy man, I can see the section of the knife clearly, and it is smoother than the section of the knife we ​​bought when I cut it off. What does that mean?"

A trace of fear flashed in the captain's eyes, "Don't tell me that you think he can do this with the power of the black sword. You must know that even the supreme sword wants to cut off the good sword without a certain level of swordsmanship. It’s also impossible.”

"The only explanation is that that little boy's swordsmanship is stronger than mine, although not much stronger."

At the end, he forcefully explained to himself, showing that he was not incapable of fighting.As for whether he is exaggerating himself to save face, it is not known.

"Once there is a fight, I will definitely be held back by that little boy. You probably won't be the opponents of those merchant group guards. We have no chance of winning. We might as well withdraw first and find the place when the time is right! "

"Not to mention anything else, at least I have to make up for the loss of the idiot."

He showed a pained expression, and when he thought about going back and not being able to explain it, and losing the good sharp knife that was given to him by his superiors, he felt a little distressed.

"Captain, there are people ahead."

One of his men touched the captain, who was immersed in his future revenge plan, and pointed to the front of the alley.

The alley was quite narrow, only enough for two people to walk side by side, and the person who could only see a vague shadow leaned in the alleyway, blocking the way of their group.

"Hmph, just when I was on fire, someone bumped into me. I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night if I don't see blood from my knife today!"

After all, the captain touched his waist, but only touched the scabbard, and only then remembered that his clumsy man with the saber had been cut off by that little white face, and his face became even more ashen. On a knife.

He weighed it a few times and was not very satisfied, but he could only use it to survive. What kind of good knife can a subordinate have? The quality is not as good as the one sold on the Golden Sea Road. At least it is brand new. Two mung beans fell apart on this knife. It's a big gap and it's useless, but it's not a problem to chop a few people in his hands.

When he got close, he stopped suddenly. Under the sparse moonlight, that fair face was so familiar.

"You still dare to follow?"

The captain's hand holding the knife suddenly burst into veins, and anger welled up in his heart. When he wanted to do it, the clumsy man's broken blade flashed in his mind again, and he poured a basin of cold water to calm down.

"The Fang Pirates, the bounty is 1200 million Baileys..."

"Have you heard of the reputation of our pirate group?"

Hearing the other party's answer, the captain couldn't help feeling a little proud.

"The person behind the scenes is..."

Hearing that taboo name, the captain suddenly broke out in cold sweat, his face was bloodless, he drew his sword and asked sharply, "Who are you?"

"I?"

The young man in front of him slowly took out what looked like a mask from his arms, and covered his face, covering the lower half of his face.

"I am the god of death who harvests your lives..."

The voice became low and hollow, chilling.

"You, you are..."

Seeing the mask, the captain thought of the newspaper he saw the day before yesterday. He was inexplicably horrified, and the hand holding the knife trembled uncontrollably. The unknown crew behind him stepped forward, and they were also shaken into a sieve when they saw this scene.

"Heavenly fire...burn all sins!"

The pitch-black blade devoured the radiance of the stars and the moon, ignited a raging blood-red flame, held by a hand that shone like white jade, the tip of the blade lightly touched the ground, but it was like a heavy hammer hammering into the captain's heart .

The flames spread out and swept along the alleyway into a flame tornado, devouring everyone in the Tusk Pirates. The captain, who was so frightened that he lost the will to resist, could no longer hold the knife handle and let it fall to the ground .

After a few breaths, there was no one in the alleyway, only an old knife with two small gaps was left lying quietly on the ground, witnessing everything that happened before.

The stars are getting stronger, the crowds are getting thinner, and several houses on the brightly lit long street have begun to turn off their lights.

At the business group branch on Golden Sea Road, the manager personally saw off the last wave of customers, heaving a sigh of relief, with a look of tiredness that couldn't be concealed in his brows and eyes.

There were some spare rooms on the upper floor of the branch. He dragged his tired body up and lived in the one he usually lives in.

There was an accident tonight, and it was too late to deal with the matter. There was no time to go home, so I could only spend the night in the business group.

Pushing open the closed window, the fresh evening wind blows in, blowing away a trace of boredom in his heart. He turned around and wanted to pour a glass of water to moisten his thirsty throat.

Snapped.

A hand was abruptly placed on his shoulder.

"good evening."

A muffled voice came from behind him.