The Pirate Incarnate as Thunder

The moon is dark and the night is killing, and the wind is high and the sky is set on fire.

"what"

There was a crisp sound of click, click, and Reg appeared inside the door with a slightly red face, and the murderous intent in his black pupils became more and more intense, but there was no blood on his body.

These people not only locked the children in dog cages, but even froze the bodies of the dead children. Of course, Reg could think of what they were doing. It was so cruel.

Click, click. Reg lit the lighter in his hand, extinguished it, lit a cigarette and put it into his mouth.

"cough cough"

For this body that was exposed to cigarettes for the first time, it still felt a little choked, but Reg continued to smoke.

He needed to calm down his mood. How could he not be affected a little after staying on Tallinn Island for 6 years?

Counting these two guards from the corridor to the gate, he killed 10 people in total.

A ridiculous emotion suddenly appeared, and a voice inside told Reg: This is justice.

Reger couldn't accept killing people to give him a sense of superiority.

These people really deserved to die, but he couldn't let this feeling go unchecked: otherwise sooner or later, he would fall into killing and lose himself.

Gabra, who got the signal, appeared in front of Reg.

"call"

After taking a look at Gabra who had turned into "Grandma Wolf", Reg puffed out his smoke and said: "The outside situation has been solved."

"8 people, brother, your dagger and gun." Gabra handed out the things.

"I have taken care of the guards. After entering, you go to the first door on the right. There are 19 people left there. 32 children in need of rescue will support me after killing them."

Reg didn't find any discomfort on Gabra's face. To him, killing those people was probably like killing the beasts on the island.

"yes, Sir."

Gabra followed Reg's words and used his brain. Reg was ten times stronger than him.

"Walk"

Reg, who directly used Shave, took the lead and disappeared in front of Gabra, hoping that the drunkards at the table were already drunk, so that they could die more happily.

In the dim hall, the shemale Carlo's cheeks were red, twisting towards the small door on the right.

"Little cutie, please let my sister pamper you tonight. That cute little face and smooth skin are no longer enough. I can't bear it anymore."

The two men following him were burping and wandering.

The sudden sound of "Dong" made Carlo wake up from his drunkenness. When he turned his head, what he saw was a ferocious wolf face.

Before he could make any sound, Gabra's sharp claws slid across his throat. Carlo reacted and covered the blood gushing from his throat, with a look of disbelief on his face and mumbling vague words.

Puff, click

At the same time, the dagger in Reg's hand flew into the heart of another person, and he quickly broke the third person's neck.

After completing the killing, the two nodded to each other and Reg appeared in front of the door of the restaurant on the left.

Inside, you can still hear the sounds of people drinking wine, swearing, and women calling coquettishly.

"Unable to confirm"

Reg rubbed his brows and now there were only 7 people left inside, even though he knew that 4 of them were "superfluous".

Reg, who sees and hears domineering but cannot tell the difference between good and evil in people, has not practiced to the extent that Rayleigh can judge the opponent's strength by breath.

squeak

Reg slowly pushed open the wooden door of the restaurant. Since that was the case, he wanted to see it with his own eyes.

With the sound of the door opening, the men and women in front of the large round table in the restaurant turned their attention to the entrance.

"child"

"What the hell is Carol doing?"

"They look very cute, look at these women, hahaha"

The tall man in the main seat has a diagonal scar on his forehead, and the muscles on his arms are bulging, which is more impressive than the photos in the profile.

He is Marcus who succeeded in taking over by killing the original boss.

Reg also took advantage of this

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Chance judged those people should be killed, a total of 7 people, 4 women, the boss hugged two, and the remaining ones each had one.

Those naked women all wore metal collars around their necks. At the seal were two spherical pointers, which were collars that would explode once they escaped a certain distance.

The women's eyes all showed their intolerance and sympathy for Reg: No matter how this kid got in, he was bound to be severely punished.

"Good evening, you scum."

Reg smiled shyly and turned slightly red. This scene was really inappropriate for children.

"Haha, kids, didn't you hear that he actually called us scum, catch him, teach him a lesson on how to respect adults."

Marcus stood up and slapped the table heavily. He had a sturdy back and was at least nearly two meters tall.

"Hey, leave it to me, boss."

The skinny monkey-like man pushed away the woman in his arms and staggered towards her.

"Little brat, just accept your punishment." The man rushed over quickly.

Reg's body jumped up instantly and appeared in front of his face.

Reg, who kicked the man away, stepped lightly in the air, and his body instantly came in front of the other man. He hit his face with an elbow and a large mouthful of blood spurted out mixed with his teeth.

"You are a killer"

After a flash of lightning, Marcus finally realized that instead of rushing forward to avenge the two younger brothers who were instantly killed, he instead grabbed the woman in his right hand by the neck and held it in front of him.

Reg, who was walking on the moon steps, looked at the white body in front of him and the woman's fear and pleading that she didn't want to die yet.

Shaleg smiled kindly, and immediately took out the dagger hidden behind his back with his left hand and slid it over Markas' finger.

"Damn, it hurts."

In pain, Marcus let go of the woman in his hands, but his tall body jumped back flexibly, and at the same time he put his arm around the woman on his left.

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

"Oh, go ahead and kill her. She is quite willing to die with you."

Reg said indifferently, inserted the dagger back with his left hand, took out the small flintlock gun with his right hand and aimed it at the woman's head, hooking his fingers.

"Thanks, little brother."

Tears fell from the woman who closed her eyes. She had been humiliated for too long, and it was a relief to die now.

"You bastard, go to hell first."

Marcus pushed the woman over and erupted into the kitchen behind him.

"Run away."

Reg, who put away his flintlock, supported the woman who was about to fall, and followed her closely.

"Be careful, he will"

Before the woman could say anything, she saw Reg rushing in and being slapped away by a black bear's paw, with a large mouthful of blood spurting out of his mouth.

Of course this was intentional. Reg had sensed it the moment Markas transformed.

After all, he had felt that kind of aura from Gabra too many times. Reg who used Paper Painting removed most of the impact and only accepted a small part of Markas's strength.

Reg chose to save these slave women not only out of sympathy: they could also provide a lot of evidence that he "faked his own death".

Roar

With a huge roar, a half-man, half-bear that was covered in black hair and whose body nearly doubled in size crashed through the kitchen wall.

砰

The huge bear paw was photographed with a fierce momentum. In mid-air, Reg adjusted his body with moon steps and did not forget to throw the woman behind him into the distance.

"Die, die, you brat, you should experience what despair is." Marcus smiled wildly, chasing Reg's body and attacking continuously.

Reg's movements gradually became slower as blood stained his white shirt once, twice, and three times.

The women hiding in the corner shivering also have sadness and worry in their eyes. Will this child who appears like a savior die?

"Damn little bug, you can only run away, don't you want to save these women? Hahaha" Markas smiled ferociously and rushed towards the women in the corner.

There was no trace of anger in Reg's eyes as he lowered his head and covered his chest. He was very calm. This drama must be done well.