Pirate: My villain's identity is exposed

Sherlock fired several shots at the ground and pointed the revolver at Carol's head again.

Dadi froze on the spot.

If he were 14 years younger, if Carol hadn't been born yet, he would never stay where he is. He would definitely choose to stand by Sherlock's side, support him, and protect him.

But he can't.

He knew that Sherlock's choice at this time was the best choice.

For Carol.

The bounty hunters froze, but their surprise was soon replaced by disappointment as the navy arrived.

This means that they can only get a very small part of the 3 million Baileys, participation rewards or intelligence rewards.

In short, there are very few, so few that I can only book a night at the Sweetheart Bar.

The navy surrounded Pooley Lane inside and out, making it impossible to escape.

"Leah D. Houston, you are surrounded! Release the hostages!"

The marines shouted with loudspeakers.

The marines in the front row raised their guns and pointed them at Sherlock.

Carol was already crying, not because she was afraid of being taken as a hostage by Sherlock, but because she was afraid of being separated from Sherlock soon.

She never believed that Sherlock was the heinous pirate Leah D. Houston. Sherlock had always been a timid and cautious, but very gentle elder brother.

But the mark on his neck is clearly the same as in the portrait.

"Wow--"

The blond lolita girl Carol burst into tears.

Dadi looked at his daughter distressedly, stretched out his hand, and then put it down.

"Sherlock, let go of Carol. She was still helping you before. I didn't expect you to be this kind of person, deceiving the feelings of Dadi and his daughter, and even taking Carol as a hostage!"

said the bounty hunter with the scar on his face.

Most bounty hunters became even more disgusted with the great pirate Houston after discovering that the Duddy father and daughter were being used. In their eyes, pirates are inherently evil.

In order for Sherlock to escape smoothly, Carol felt she had to do something. While wiping her tears, she innocently shouted to the navy:

"Help...I don't want to die, don't kill me...Uncle Navy, daddy, save me."

Hearing the girl's cry, Lieutenant Commander Leah, wearing a navy cloak with the word "Justice" written on the back, silver hair, and sunglasses, slowly walked out of the crowd.

She is 1.7 meters tall and has a hot figure, but she wears a black iron mask on her face, covering half of her face.

Standing next to her was the tall, masculine-looking Captain Will.

Will and Sherlock often drink at the Sweetheart Bar, discussing which girl has a better figure and which pirate has committed another crime. They are like-minded fair-weather friends.

When he saw Sherlock, he frowned unconsciously. In fact, he had given Sherlock a hint when he got the news in the morning, but the rough-minded Sherlock didn't take it seriously.

"Sherlock, I misjudged you, how could you hold Carol hostage!"

Because Dadi is a retired navy, Carol often visits the naval base. They all like this girl who looks sweet but has a lot of inner drama. Many of them are uncles and uncles who watched Carol grow up.

Facing Will's question, Sherlock paused and said:

"Let me go, otherwise I won't guarantee the safety of Carol and Daadi."

As he spoke, Sherlock quickly moved the trigger with his right hand and fired a shot in Dadi's leg. This shot hit Dadi's calf. It was not fatal, but it was very effective.

Daadi fell to the ground, and the leading bounty hunter Wintick believed that Sherlock had really rebelled. He supported Daudi with a hint of ridicule in his tone:

"It seems that our sharpshooter made a mistake. This guy is just a white-eyed wolf."

Dadi stood up holding on to the wall and pushed Wintick away:

"Sherlock, calm down and don't hurt Carol."

"Houston, you are surrounded. You can't get out. Let go of the hostages. I can guarantee that you will receive a fair trial."

Major Leah said.

"Don't come here. If you come here again, I will shoot her."

Sherlock fired several shots at the ground again, seemingly losing control of his emotions.

Leah waved her hand and asked the gun-toting marines to take a few steps back: "Don't be impulsive."

Sherlock took the hostages, walked forward, and then said: "Put down your guns and prepare a boat. I want to go to sea."

"Do you think I'd let you go to sea?"

Major Leah held a megaphone and her voice echoed throughout Pooley Lane.

"Then Major just wants to see my marksmanship."

Sherlock glanced at Will, who immediately understood. He leaned into Major Leah's ear and whispered: "Major, I once competed with him in marksmanship, and I lost."

Will is a well-known marksman among captains, and because of this, he likes to hang out with Sherlock, because both of them have good attainments in marksmanship.

Major Leah's eyebrows trembled slightly: "You actually lost?"

"His marksmanship is really good."

The bounty hunters present had just been exposed to a wave of long-range damage by Sherlock, and they had to admit that Sherlock's marksmanship was superior to theirs.

"This villain, I didn't expect that we were all deceived by him. It turned out that he had a hidden agenda."

"Bah, don't let me catch him. Grandpa, I will blow his head off and eat his brains with barbecue!"

The bounty hunters have a sweet mouth, and with a large number of navy behind them, they become more bold.

Leah waved her hand, and the marines backed away a few meters again.

But cannons and sniper rifles have been set up in the distance, ready to target Sherlock at any time.

Sherlock took Carol forward:

"Everyone stand back, put down your guns, and prepare boats and food immediately."

Leah nodded slightly, and the marines put down their guns and retreated outside Puli Lane.

"You let go of Carol, I will be your hostage."

Leah took off her navy cloak and wore a low-cut vest and a pair of tight jeans underneath, revealing her S-shaped figure.

"Big sister."

Many people in the navy immediately showed up.

"Sister, don't go, I'll be the hostage."

"Yes, I'll come, I'll be a hostage."

It can be seen that Leah is still very popular among the navy.

Sherlock glanced at the sniper aimed at him and said calmly: "Okay, come here."

He was afraid that the sniper would miss and hit Carol.

Leah threw away her weapon and slowly approached Sherlock. Sherlock pushed Carol away and grabbed Leah.

Leah took the opportunity to turn her head, leaving space for the sniper.

The sniper opened fire immediately.

bang.

The bullet exploded in the middle, because Sherlock also fired a shot, and the two bullets collided together, making a crisp sound in the air.

Only then did Leah admit that Sherlock's shooting skills were indeed good, but she was not a vegetarian either. She kicked her long legs and aimed right at Sherlock's crotch.

Is this to cut off all descendants? !

Sherlock held her foot with one hand, and he predicted her attack moves, even though Leah's kick was very fast.

But intelligence is really more important than speed.

As early as Sherlock decided to settle in Rogge Town, he began to collect intelligence on the important cadres of the naval branch here, no, to be precise, on all of them.

He basically knows all of Leah's tricks by heart, because he knows that this day will come.

As long as Leah's black iron mask is not knocked off, she won't go crazy. If she doesn't go crazy, she can deal with it by herself.

Sherlock swung his fist and punched Leah in the stomach.

Leah hugged her belly, a flush suddenly appeared on her face.

Why is this feeling so good?

This punch did not break Leah's bones, but it just made her temporarily lose her fighting power. Sherlock successfully changed the hostage.

His revolver was pressed against Leah's waist.

"You...are you a devil fruit user?"

Leah wondered.

"Tell them to prepare the boat quickly and send me out to sea. There is a limit to my patience."

"Then I have to take it seriously."

Leah said, ready to take off the iron mask on her face.

Seeing this, Sherlock punched Leah on the head, knocking her out.

"Big sister!"

"Hurry up and let our Major Leah go!"

The navy gritted their teeth and clamored, but this time they had to do it and prepared boats and food for Shylock.

Sherlock took the hostages and came to the port. He abandoned Leah, jumped on the ship, and fired several shots at the rushing navy.

They all hit their thighs, causing them so much pain that they couldn't walk upright.

Sherlock let out a heavy breath, started the sail, and prepared to escape to the North Sea. He didn't want to take risks in the New World.

The navy sent his boat off with cannon.

With a loud rumbling noise, the entire boat was blown over.

Sherlock took advantage of the big explosion and used the extraordinary jumping power of his legs to jump onto the merchant ship in the port.

"Captain Houston, you are finally willing to sail."

An old man wearing a tuxedo with neat silver hair stood on the deck, saluted Sherlock respectfully, and at the same time handed him a pirate cloak inlaid with brilliant sapphires.

Put on a black hat with a hole in it for Sherlock.

Sherlock looked helpless and sighed:

“It’s come full circle and we’re back to the starting point.”

The old man raised the corners of his mouth and snapped his fingers.

All merchant ships docked in the port started moving at the same time.

Heading towards the sea amidst the brilliant explosions.

"The port has been blocked, why can merchant ships move?"

Leah came to, and Will helped her up and handed her the phone bug.

"Major, the guards at the sentry box were knocked unconscious, and someone lifted the blockade."

There was a croaking sound from the phone.

"Stop those ships!"

Leah immediately ordered, "Chase, chase for me!"

"Major, the merchant ships are all heading in different directions! Which one should we pursue?"

"Follow them all!"

Under a burst of exciting artillery fire, all the merchant ships sailed towards the sea.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, Dadi and his daughter said goodbye to Sherlock while wiping their tears.

Will stood next to the furious Leah, drew a cross on his chest counterclockwise, and said silently to himself:

"Sherlock, the sea is a man's dream. One day, I will catch you upright on the sea."