Pirate: Crazy Devil Vic

Seeing that the battle was over, Fury and others also arrived at the dock. The spy Dasqi lay motionless on the side, obviously out of breath.

He died before leaving the army. Vic only glanced at it and stopped paying attention.

"Does she have a phone bug?"

Several people shook their heads.

"Damn it!"

Originally, Vic thought that as a secret agent, Dasqi should have a secret contact phone number on his body, but he didn't know that he didn't find it at all.

I made the mistake of overestimating the characters in the original work. At this time, Dasqi, who volunteered to be a spy, had no weight in the navy. He was just one of the thousands of chess pieces that was placed, and it was still a secret chess piece.

Only when they are needed one day will they be awakened and given a dedicated contact method.

Vic had to give instructions to a few people on the side.

"Go and search and find the phone bug who specializes in communicating with the headquarters."

Although Vic has never had direct dealings with the Navy before, he also knows that the adjutant next to the top officer of each branch always carries a phone bug that can directly communicate with the headquarters.

People like Smoker who have some connections in the headquarters are likely to be treated differently.

He had already searched Smoker just now and found nothing. He could only wait for them to find the adjutant.

Vic waited anxiously, but luckily Smoker next to him didn't have the strength to make any noise, leaving Vic's ears clear.

It felt like a long time, but in fact it didn't take long before good news came from over there.

"Vic, I found it, is this it?"

Barrit's face was full of joy. He was the one who had worked the hardest just now, and a small pink-purple thing was sitting quietly in his hand.

Vic took the pink phone bug and looked coldly at Smoker lying on the ground. Smoker spoke out a series of numbers very intelligently.

Smoker, who has rich social experience, is not as upright and stubborn as his subordinate Dasqi. He knows that there is no room for change now and his resistance is meaningless, so he explains very simply.

The call was dialed, and everyone nervously waited for the other party to get through. Vic also cheered up.

Since it has been decided to exchange prisoners, it is best for him to take some initiative. The other party will definitely not be negotiating with him as a simple character, and there will be trouble.

With a "click", the call was connected, and a rich and steady man's voice came out.

"I am Sengoku, Hernand Vic. You'd better think carefully about what you're going to say next."

As the other party made the first call, everyone was shocked. Even Smoker on the ground widened his eyes in surprise. Obviously, he did not know that the person who answered the phone would be the Warring States Marshal.

Vic's face was solemn. He took a look at the phone bug who had turned into a Sengoku-like appearance. His black hair was exposed under the navy hat, and his long twist-shaped beard hung straight down on his chin. His eyes under the round black-framed glasses were half-open and half-closed, but full of energy. majesty.

Vic's voice was sarcastic.

"As expected of the navy, you have already learned the general situation in such a short period of time. It seems that you still have eyes in Rogge Town, or the navy left behind responded quickly. You should give them a medal and reward these future people. of...martyrs."

Warring States' face was very stern and his tone was unquestionable.

"Boy, such a provocation is meaningless. What you did makes me very angry. If there wasn't an old guy here, do you think your companions would still be alive?"

He paused for a moment, as if he just remembered something...

"Is Smoker alive? Let him talk to me."

Warring States revealed a lot of information, and Vic was almost certain that the one who saved Guina's life was Garp. He wanted to tell him that Guina was safe now, which was a bit of a comfort.

Nowadays, everyone is a swordsman and I am a fish. Smoker is still very sensible. He only spoke when he saw Vic's signal.

"Marshal, I'm sorry. I'm a little embarrassed. I'm fine. It's just that there are still many navy soldiers in their hands here...Marshal, you...I..."

Smoker couldn't speak anymore. Warring States also understood what the other party wanted to say, so he just snorted and didn't answer.

After confirming the current situation at the scene, he said to Vic:

"Not all of them were killed... It seems that you want to exchange hostages, but I just got the news that the escort ship has reached the windless zone, so..."

"I don't care where they are now!"

Vic rudely interrupted Sengoku's excuses to stall for time.

"The exchange will take place in Rogge Town. Before midnight, I want to see Kuina in person and stop playing tricks."

It seemed that he did not expect Vic's tough attitude. There was silence for a while, and then a familiar voice sounded.

"Boy, you agreed to exchange hostages for my sake. Don't push yourself too far."

It turns out that Garp has been listening the whole time.

"There is no problem in setting the location in Rogge Town, but the ship cannot make it back in such a short time. It also depends on the weather and wind direction at sea..."

Vic sneered, not bothering to expose the other party's lies.

Navy ships already have other power sources. Since they can sail in windless zones, they cannot be sailboats that rely on wind power.

"My patience is limited. I will only wait until midnight. If you exceed the deadline, you will be responsible for the consequences. I believe that since you can run from Rogge Town to the Windless Zone in a short time, you can also come back on time."

Over there, Warring States dismissed Vic's threat with a cold tone.

"What do you want to do?"

Vic took a deep breath. He knew that compared to the other party, the chips in his hand were pitifully small, and what he relied on now was the headquarters' attention to Smoker.

In addition, the lives of other marines are just the icing on the cake, not even as important as Garp's protection of Kuina.

But that didn't mean he had to back down. Vic had no way to retreat, his voice was low and unwavering.

"I'm just a nobody. I'm here now just because you guys bullied others too much. As a captain, if I can't even protect my own crew, then what am I? How can I have the face to wander on the sea?! I'm just a captain. The net that can kill a fish is broken.”

It was quiet for a while, and then there was a burst of laughter, and it was Garp's voice.

At this time, Warring States seemed a little helpless. He snorted unhappily and compromised:

"You'd better be honest. I will order them to do it as soon as possible... In the meantime, ensure the safety of everyone on the island."

Then he said angrily, "If it weren't for Garp... forget it, I'll give you an advantage."

With a "click" sound, the phone was hung up.

Smoker breathed a sigh of relief knowing that the residents of the town and the navy were all temporarily safe. Fury and the others also relaxed and prepared to exchange hostages.

But Vic's face was ugly, his expression was cold, and he showed no joy at all.

"We need to get out of here as soon as possible."

Everyone was stunned, even Smoker was filled with questions.

"What's wrong, Vic? Aren't we going to exchange hostages? What will happen to Kuina if we leave?"

But it was the unprecedented Barritt who was the first to question.

Vic sneered.

"Do you really think that the Warring States Period will let the navy come and exchange hostages with us? It's impossible! Who are we?!"

Vic pointed at himself almost angrily, and then at Smoker and a group of unconscious navy soldiers on the ground.

"Who are they?!"

Finally, amidst everyone's uncertain looks, Vic said decisively:

"This is a trap!"