Ten Days Turned Sky of the Pirate

This island is not big, about [-] kilometers in radius, but the scenery is pretty good, with lush hills and green grass under the mountains, and the scenery is beautiful. .

The town is not small in size, roughly in a square shape, and the buildings are mainly in elegant white and simple black.There are many pedestrians on the street, including businessmen, civilians, some bounty hunters, and pirates. There are various small shops for buying food, drinks, entertainment, and viewing. It is quite lively.

After Nangong Yan arrived in the town, he took out some Baileys and bought a glass of yellow ale on the street. He also bought ten skewers of squid sprinkled with chili peppers and ate while wandering around.

In terms of enjoyment, Nangong Yan has never treated himself badly. He uses his money as it should and is not stingy.

When he saw the shop selling clothes, Nangong Yan stopped, turned around and walked out. He stayed inside for about half an hour and sold two sets of clothes.

One set was ready-made, and the other was made by Nangong Yan at double the price by asking the tailor in the store to work overtime. The one Nangong Yan was wearing was custom-made.

This is a complete set of clothes. Nangong Yan is now wearing a black and red shirt, a pair of pure black casual pants, and a black windbreaker. The bright red clouds on the windbreaker are lifelike, and the collar of the windbreaker is standing up. It really looks like that. Kinda handsome and cool.

After wearing new clothes, Nangong Yan felt much better.While walking around on the street, I found someone selling glasses, and I bought some orange glasses similar to Tenyaksha's style.

Now he is simply handsome, cool, a little evil, and very charming.

I found a good-quality restaurant, ordered six chicken dishes, a soup, and a bottle of wine, and then began to concentrate on the food on the table.

After a few minutes, Nangong Yan, who was eating happily, frowned. There was a loud noise. Nangong Yan turned around and saw seven or eight arrogant and domineering men wearing white shirts, black suits and trousers, wearing sunglasses and black leather shoes. started walking.

The owner of the restaurant hurriedly walked over, nodded and bowed in greeting, and respectfully took out a large sum of money and handed it to a big man. The other six or seven big men were casually holding drinks from the restaurant counter as if they were at home.

After the leader ordered Bailey's, he patted the restaurant owner with a satisfied smile, took a bottle of wine skillfully, and walked away with his younger brother.

After the people left, the restaurant owner sighed deeply, with a bitter look on his face.

"Underworld?" This word came to Nangong Yan's mind, and it was normal to think about it again.This is the West Sea. It is said that five powerful mafias are the real masters of this vast sea area. Capone Becky, one of the future supernovas, is the most powerful of the five mafia.

The appearance of these mafias gave Nangong Yan some inspiration. What is the fastest way to make a fortune?Obviously, it was naturally robbed by force. Ordinary Nangong Yan rarely did it, and he didn't even bother to do it.However, what these mafiosi did just now was not like good people at all, and Nangong Yan had no psychological burden at all to rob them.

After speeding up the meal and paying, Nangong Yan left the restaurant and took out a piece of Bailey. He asked passers-by and found out where the mafia was located.

Arriving at the northernmost part of the town, a large manor appeared in front of us. It was in Western style, alternating with white and golden yellow, and it looked quite luxurious.

"Hey, I know how to enjoy it. I'm here to rob you of your wealth and give it to my poverty." He secretly chuckled and walked around the manor, avoiding the guarded front door and back door, and found an unmanned one. In the corner, Nangong Yan jumped lightly and started to sneak cautiously.

At this time, Nangong Yan wished he could meet Wen Se Baqi, so that he could be arrogant.

The manor was quite big, and the rotation made Nangong Yan feel dizzy. Suddenly, Nangong Yan's ears trembled slightly and she heard a faint wailing and a cry for help.After the growth of the phantom beast species, Nangong Yan's hearing has become much stronger for ordinary people, otherwise he really can't hear.

Going around east and west, Nangong Yan saw four mafia gangsters wearing short muskets on their waists and holding long muskets, meticulously stationed in front of an iron door, with cold expressions on their faces.

Nangong Yan's expression changed, he touched his chin and thought: "Could it be that these mafia are doing some dirty business secretly, human trafficking? Slave trade?"

As a modern person, Nangong Yan has absolutely no favorable opinion of human trafficking and slave trade.Although people have different statuses and are divided into high and low, things like slaves are still too much in Nangong Yan's opinion.

Thinking of this, Nangong Yan's face turned cold, and he mobilized the power in his body. Four pale golden fire bombs pierced the air, and instantly penetrated into the heads of the five people. A muffled groan sounded, and the four people fell to the ground.

Nangong Yan walked to the iron gate, burned a blazing real sun fire in his hand, and placed it on the iron lock. In just two or three breaths, the iron lock turned into a ball of crimson molten iron and flowed to the ground.

Opening the iron door, Nangong Yan walked in. When he reached the end, he heard the screams and wails getting clearer.Nangong Yan quickened his pace. It was bright inside, and three big men with whips were beating two men and one woman hard, cursing in their mouths.

The two men and one woman were beaten until their clothes were in rags and stained with blood. They crawled and rolled in the limited space in fear to avoid the whips of the three mafiosi.

Seeing this situation, Nangong Yan frowned, his veins twitched, his eyes rolled with anger, he stepped on his foot and turned into a pale golden shadow heading straight towards the three mafiosi.

One of the three mafia gangsters noticed Nangong Yan and shouted, and the other two also reacted.Because Nangong Yan was too fast, they had no time to draw their guns and whipped their whips towards Nangong Yan.

Huh... Nangong Yan snorted coldly, bent his knees slightly, jumped into the air, swept out his leg, and kicked the three of them on the chin. The strong force caused the three of them to hit the wall. Their whole bodies were so weak that they couldn't get up at all for a while.

As soon as he raised his hand, the true sun fire flew out and landed on the three of them. The surging true sun fire was extremely strong and aggressive, like falling into boiling oil and burning violently.

Ah... ah... have mercy on me... The miserable screams rang out, and soon the three of them turned into three flaming men, struggling and tumbling wildly in the room, trying to extinguish the true sun fire in their bodies.It's a pity that this kind of flame cannot be extinguished by ordinary people like them who are not too strong and rely on the power of firearms to dominate.It didn't take long for him to stop moving. The disgusting scent of human flesh filled the room. In just half a cup of tea, he was completely reduced to charcoal, and soon turned into ashes.

The three slaves who were severely beaten and about twenty young men and women who were imprisoned looked at the three mafia gangsters who tortured them and burned them alive with pleasure. They looked at Nangong Yan with admiration and a hint of awe.

"You guys stay here and don't come out for the time being. I'll go outside and deal with the remaining mafia." After saying that, Nangong Yan walked away and quickly turned into a pale golden shadow and disappeared.

When he came outside, Nangong Yan stopped hiding. He quickly stepped onto the higher part of the manor, holding his palms slightly, and threw balls of high-concentration fireballs the size of washbasins and exuding terrifying temperatures towards the bottom of the manor.

These fireballs containing violent energy were like grenades filled with TNT explosives. They fell on the building and large craters emerged. The blazing heat waves were enough to burn the skin of ordinary people.

The huge movement quickly attracted many mafiosi armed with muskets and knives. Seeing the mafia approaching forty or fifty, Nangong Yan was not polite and planned to fight quickly.

Putting away the orange sunglasses, Nangong Yan closed his eyes slightly and then suddenly opened them. The scarlet Sharingan appeared, and the mysterious and strange three-hook Kamakami Sharingan rotated slightly. The whole world was clear, and all the bullets fired at him seemed to move at a snail's pace. generally.

It is roughly estimated that the terrifying insight of the Mangekyo Sharingan is definitely not inferior to that of a major general who is good at seeing and hearing Haki, or even a general. As Nangong Yan's proficiency and mental strength increase, it will become more powerful.

While his figure nimbly dodged bullets, he also waved away flaming bullets. Yes, Nangong Yan's naming was so crude and simple.

Nangong Yan seemed to have escaped from the dense lead bullets.With terrifying insight, he keenly judged the movement trajectories of the mafiosi, and used the ten-finger fire bomb. The fire bomb was as if it was equipped with a tracking missile. Every time it was shot, it could take away lives. In just half a quarter of an hour, forty or fifty mafiosi were killed. Nangong Yan slaughtered them all.

The corpse's blood flowed all over the ground, and the smell of blood was astounding to his nostrils. Nangong Yan seemed to be born for the battlefield, like a born warrior. Not only did he not feel any discomfort, but he opened his arms with great enjoyment.

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