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These words were like a cold wind in winter, causing everyone present to tremble in their hearts.

Jin An's tone was not harsh, but the murderous intent hidden in it was obvious.

He was not in a hurry to take action because he knew that in the face of absolute power, deterrence itself was enough to undermine the enemy's will.

The expressions of the strong men from the West Sea became more complicated. They clenched their fists and struggle and hesitation flashed in their eyes.

However, faced with Jin An's unrivaled momentum, their bodies involuntarily took a step back.

Revolt?

Or surrender?

At this moment, every choice in their minds became extremely difficult.

Bondi World stood beside Jin An with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

He saw clearly that these powerful men in the West Sea had been completely suppressed, and their rebellious spirit was being crushed step by step by Jin'an.

This was exactly the result he wanted - a West Sea that was completely under his control, a West Sea that no longer posed any threat.

Jin'an's majesty and calmness invisibly controlled the entire situation.

He declared with his eyes that the West Sea already belonged to him, and anyone who tried to challenge this fact would pay a heavy price.

The outcome of this battle was already firmly in his hands.

The change in the situation was like a sudden storm, instantly destroying the resistance will of the strong men in the West Sea.

Everyone knew that they had reached a dead end.

Faced with Bondi World's unparalleled strength and Jin'an's mountain-like oppression, they felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.

Everyone in Xihai was struggling in their hearts, but the cruel reality forced them to bow their heads.

They had originally hoped for the advantage of numbers and the power of unity, but now even the most basic desire for resistance has been crushed.

Bondi World's strength is indisputable, and Jin An's arrival is like the last straw that broke the camel's back, making them completely lose hope.

Faced with such absolute power, they didn't even have the desire to struggle.

"We surrender..."

Finally, someone gritted his teeth and spoke with an unwilling voice.

The words seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat, full of humiliation and helplessness.

The sound echoed in the silent air, causing others to waver and hesitate.

Once the first person speaks up, the others will no longer be able to hold on.

The sounds of surrender began to be heard one after another, from one person to a group of people, and then to the entire audience.

Those powerful men who were once so powerful now lowered their heads and chose to give up.

The sounds of surrender gradually merged into one, as if announcing their complete defeat.

"surrender!"

"surrender!"

"surrender......"

Every voice was filled with reluctance, but they could not conceal the deep despair.

Forced by the situation, they had no choice.

No matter how proud they were in the past, now they have to accept the reality and accept that they can no longer control their own destiny.

However, even amid the voices of surrender, there are still a few people who hold on to their final stubbornness.

Qingjiao and those strong men who had fought with Bondi World remained silent, their faces full of struggle and anger.

They are the actual controllers of the West Sea and the kings of this sea area.

Asked to give up their vested interests and everything they have worked so hard for, they are filled with resentment and resentment.

Qingjiao clenched his fists tightly, and his knuckles turned white from the force.

His heart was tormented by anger and humiliation. Reason told him that surrender was the only way out, but his pride made it difficult for him to bow his head.

He looked at everything in front of him, his heart was like a rolling wave that could not be calmed down.

He could not bear to surrender to his enemies, especially against a pirate like Bondi Walder, who had once fought alongside him.

He knew that surrender would mean all his efforts and honor would be in vain, but what could he change by continuing to resist?

Facing the powerful opponent before him, his confidence had already been shaken.

Qingjiao's gaze swept over those companions who had once been in the same boat with him. Their eyes were filled with complex emotions, including anger, despair, but more of helplessness.

They were all waiting for his final decision.

Qingjiao struggled painfully in her heart, but finally found that she had no way to retreat.

His pride prevented him from compromising easily, but the pressure of reality weighed on his heart like a mountain, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He knew very well that whether he chose to surrender or continue to resist, the outcome of this battle was already determined.

However, as the actual controller of the West Sea, he could not easily give up the power in his hands. This unwillingness made him unable to make a decision.

Qing Jiao's voice echoed on the battlefield, with a stubbornness and self-esteem that could not be ignored:

"I will not surrender! I am the leader of the Green Pepper Family from the Eastern Flower Country, the twelfth generation leader of the pirate 'Eight Treasures Navy', and a pirate with a bounty of over 500 million."

His words were full of indomitable spirit and pride, as if he wanted to use this pride to resist the impending fate.

Qingjiao knew that he could not bow his head easily, could not lose face in front of the strong men of the West Sea, and could not disappoint the expectations of his family and the king behind him.

He continued to threaten fiercely:

"Our Ramen King will definitely take you to the World Conference!"

Although her words were still full of toughness, there was a slight tremor in Qingjiao's voice.

Even in such a desperate situation, he still tried to use his background and momentum to intimidate his opponents, trying to grasp even a glimmer of hope.

Jin An glanced at Qing Jiao coldly, his eyes full of contempt and disdain.

To him, the threat from Qingjiao was like a breeze and could not shake him at all.

He spoke slowly, his tone full of coldness and mockery:

"Oh? I want to see how he would react if you died here today."

Jin An's words were icy cold, as if foreshadowing his impending death.

Before he finished speaking, his figure disappeared like lightning.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Qingjiao, so fast that people couldn't react.

Qing Jiao only felt a flash before her eyes, and Jin An's cold gaze was already close at hand.

"Do not--"

Qingjiao's heart sank suddenly as he realized that he could no longer escape.

Before he could react, the knife in Jin An's hand had already pierced his chest with incredible precision.

The moment the blade penetrated the flesh and pierced the chest, Qingjiao felt an unprecedented pain, as if even the soul was torn apart.

Qingjiao's face was full of disbelief, his pupils contracted violently, and his eyes revealed an incredible fear and despair.

He looked down at the blood dripping from his chest and realized that life was slipping away quickly like sand in an hourglass.

He never thought that he would be defeated so completely at this moment, without even a chance to struggle.

Jin An's hand still held the hilt of the knife firmly, and his cold expression did not waver at all.

His movements were clean and quick, without any hesitation, as if he was executing a prey whose fate had already been determined.

Qingjiao's body gradually became weak. He felt his strength rapidly leaving him and his consciousness became blurred.

Those Xihai bosses who were originally still hesitant had their inner defenses collapsed instantly after witnessing Qingjiao's miserable condition.

They no longer had the courage to resist and they all lowered their heads, with voices of surrender rang out one after another.

At that moment, all their pride and self-esteem vanished, and they realized clearly that continued resistance would only lead to death.

Jin An pulled out his knife, and Qing Jiao's body fell down like a kite with a broken string, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Jin An glanced at the people around him who were bowing their heads in surrender, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The outcome of this battle had already been determined, and he was merely achieving an expected victory.

At this point, the West Sea will be under his control.

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