The Eye of Insight in a Certain Pirate World

After Krofic walked in, he saw that Morrie ignored him, and his face couldn't help but become angry, and then he pretended to be calm and calm again. .

He walked to Mori's table and didn't say anything. He just picked up what was placed on the table and looked at it repeatedly.

A suspected confrontation between "wise men" took place in a small room of the rebel army. Neither of the two spoke, and a strange atmosphere filled the whole room.

Mori was a little annoyed by this ungrateful guy. If he hadn't been in the rebel camp, he would have hacked him to death.

"What's the business here, Mr. Krofic?"

His mouth was talking, but his hands were moving non-stop. Mori, who was meters tall, profoundly interpreted the word "brilliant" to the extreme.

"I am the deputy leader of the rebel army. Do I need to report anything to you when I come here?"

Morrie knew that this guy was not afraid of rabbits, so he simply put the tools in his hands on the table, grabbed the ones in Krophick's hands and put them back where they were, and said,

"If Mr. Krofic wants to visit, then he can visit casually."

"you……"

Being teased by Mori like this, the veins on Krofik's hands popped out, with an angry expression on his face, and he gritted his teeth and said.

Mori looked at the other party jokingly. The short man was not intimidating in front of the other party, but he was very confident.

Seeing that Krofic looked like he was about to bite someone, Mori not only didn't panic, but actually felt very excited.

I have been coming to the rebel camp for several days, pretending to be a high-level intellectual all day long, and my knife is rusty.

As long as Krofik makes a move, he will let the other party know what it feels like to have no hands or feet.

However, perhaps knowing that he was no match for Mori, Krofic did not look like he was going to take action, but chose to remain silent.

This made Mori couldn't help but take another look at him. The opponent's tortoise attributes seemed to have been cultivated to a very high level.

Krofic did not choose to continue arguing with Mori. He picked up a few bottles on the table and prepared to leave directly.

"I'm not here to talk to you. I'll take these bottles first."

"That's probably not possible."

Mori took a step forward and stopped in front of the opponent. His body muscles tensed and his eyes glowed fiercely.

The aura was completely released, like a hungry wolf, staring at the opponent. It is also like an unsheathed sword, flamboyant and sharp.

Just kidding, no one has ever dared to grab something from his hand. Mori only felt like someone was hitting him in the face and looked at Krofic with an evil expression.

He was getting closer and closer, but he didn't take action directly because he was worried about being smashed. Mori was only good at destroying things, not protecting them.

Krofik felt as if the skin on his face had been pricked by needles, and the hair on his body stood upright. The kid in front of him was so sharp that he had the potential to chop him if he didn't put down what he was holding.

"Why... why?"

Only those who are timid would ask why. If Morrie encounters this kind of situation, he will only take it head-on.

"No reason, just put things down."

Mori's tone was unquestionable, and he pointed at the potion that Krofic held in his arms.

"It's none of your fault," Morrie added.

"Why can't I take it? I'm the deputy leader of the rebel army."

Krofic seemed to still be unconvinced and said in a stern tone.

"Why, of course the materials here were provided by Diaz. You took the potion, what can you give me?"

Morrie looked at Krofic with a look that looked at a mentally retarded person, and the contempt and narrowness in his eyes were undisguised.

After arriving at the rebel camp for a few days, Mori already knew that the power of the entire rebel army was controlled by Diaz.

Although Mori didn't know the specific identity of Krofic, his long-term observation told him that Krofic's identity should be relatively noble, so that Diaz just let him go free instead of under house arrest.

But Mori said that this was none of his business, and he had no time to participate in a boring palace fight drama.

The clown was prancing in front of him. Even if he was insignificant, Morrie would beat him to death.

Seeing that Krofik was indifferent to Mori's words, and could no longer hold back the anger in his heart, Mori strode forward, bent his knee, hit Krofik in the stomach, and kicked him with a sweep fly.

Krofik felt as if he had been hit by a speeding beast car, and his whole body flew backwards. The seats in the room seemed to be torn apart by a hurricane and scattered in all directions.

The medicine in Krofic's arms was thrown into the air. Mori didn't even look at it. He raised his right hand and swung away the medicine bottle that was about to fall in front of him.

He doesn't drink this stuff anyway, it's just some seashells mixed with water. He hid the good stuff as soon as it was prepared, and the rest was used to fool Dias.

bang~ bang~ bang~

The transparent test tube was shattered by his sharp palm wind before it touched Mori's palm. The emerald green liquid splashed everywhere, and the broken glass shards, carried by the strong wind, penetrated the old and rickety wooden tables and chairs and embedded themselves in them. The whole room was in a mess for a while.

"you……"

Before Krofik could wake up from Mori's sudden attack, the oppressive atmosphere and deafening voice in the room hit him on the head like a hammer.

Opening his eyes with difficulty, there was a "buzzing" sound in his ears. His golden hair was covered with sawdust and dust. A drop of emerald green liquid was sprinkled on his face. Krofic saw the mess in front of him. In one scene, I was stammering and speechless.

Mori grinned ferociously, kicked away the broken chair that was lying on the ground blocking the road, suddenly accelerated, and covered a distance of more than ten meters in the blink of an eye.

A gust of evil wind hit his face, and before Krofick could react, he found that his hair was being pulled by Mori.

The irresistible force forced him to stare into Mori's eyes, and a childish face came into view, with sharp and protruding tiger teeth shining coldly.

As if he saw a demon escaping from hell, Krofic's pupils shrank, his eyes bulged, and his lips opened and closed unconsciously.

pop~~

A crisp slap sounded. Mori pulled Krofic's hair with his left hand, raised his right hand, and said word by word,

"Try touching my things again."

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