Chapter 415 Hero Pirate

  Great Airway, St. Ting Island, Rape Flower Port.

  As the most famous port city in Alabastan, this formerly prosperous and tourist-like commercial pier was caught in chaos and conflict, and screams and screams were endless.

  About half an hour ago.

  A group of rookie pirates who came from the North Sea and climbed the upside down mountain in an attempt to fight for hegemony on the great sea route. After successfully landing at the Canola Port, they did not hesitate to launch a brutal and inhuman looting.

  Whether it is the innocent merchant ship landing at the port, or the high-end shops living in the city, even the pedestrians and tourists passing by are all included in the target range of the looting by this group of pirates.

  Anyone who resists a little bit will be directly killed by the pirates, and even the corpse capital cannot be guaranteed to be intact.

  Anyone can see that this is a crazy evil pirate group.

  The original guards in the Rape Flower Port, facing this group of rookie pirates from the North Sea, showed no power to fight back.

  Even the captain of the guard and the deputy captain rushed forward. In the unfair contest of two-on-one, they all lost to the captain of the enemy pirate group, and even lost their lives.

  The tall and burly captain of the Pirate Ship, with his right foot on the head of the captain of the port guard—this was just cut off—just like stepping on a football, with an extremely arrogant posture.

  "Give you the last half an hour to give me all the valuable things! Otherwise..."

  The pirate captain with a face full of flesh waved his blood-stained long knife, pointed at the pedestrians and tourists on the opposite side, and kicked the head of the captain of the guard.

   "This guy! That's your end!"

  The pirates cheered loudly, complimenting the captain's invincible domineering.

  The head of the captain of the squadron, who did not look at him, went around on the dusty ground several times, and finally rolled in front of a businessman dressed in delicate clothes, staining the hem of his clothes with blood stains.

"what!"

  The businessman in Chinese clothes screamed, and was so frightened by this head that he fainted.

   "Bah! Soft egg!"

  The captain of the pirate spit on the ground. He thought that the businessman's clothes were of high value. He should be a big fat sheep, but he didn't expect to be frightened by a head.

  Going forward a few steps, the captain of the pirate walked to the unconscious businessman, and the other residents saw him coming and fled to the side.

   "Like this kind of garbage, there is no qualification to survive!"

  The pirate captain gave a grin, and placed the long knife on the businessman’s neck.

  Only hear a stab.

  The comatose businessman was cut his throat cleanly by the pirate captain.

  The hot and red blood sprayed straight up from the huge gap between the neck, like a fountain of blood, and then a stinky blood rain fell on this square inch.

  In the **** blossom port, at the top of a 100-meter-high bell tower, a tall man stands silently.

He has a big back and a long cross-cut scar on his face. It almost divides his face into upper and lower halves from the middle. He wears a golden earring on his right ear and a black fur coat. His left hand seems to be incomplete. , Originally the position of the wrist, wearing a bright gold hook.

  Is the first king of the world certified by the world government Qiwuhai-Sha Krokdal!

  Krokdal looked at the vicinity of the port pier, with red lights in his eyes flashing, constantly using his knowledge and domineering to perceive the situation on the pier.

   "A trash guard, but this is just right for me to rule the country! Then I can use this to seize the piece that is enough to shock the sea and the white beard..."

  The end of the cigar that Krokdal held on his mouth, the red star flickered, and the rising smoke covered his face, making it difficult to see his expression.

   "It's a pity, there are no capable people in this group of pirates, otherwise, they can be taken to their own use!"

   At the top of the clock tower, a gust of wind suddenly blew up. Krokdal's body turned into grains of sand in the wind. The dust lifted his body and led him to the port terminal.

   "The bad guys do evil things, it's time for the hero to appear..."

   A slight whisper, dissipated in the dust.

   On the dock, the captain of the pirate is still urging his hands to quickly search for the wealth in the city, while constantly forcing the civilians in front of him to pay for his life.

  As an experienced pirate captain, he knows one thing very well. With the strength of the pirate regiment alone, there is absolutely no way to contend against the entire army of a country.

  Pirates' plundering is usually guerrilla in nature. If they rob it, they will run away, and they will never start a head-on conflict with a certain country.

  The captain of the pirates knows the strength of his pirate group, so he determined the looting time as one hour.

  ‘In such a short period of time, such a large country has no time to react. When someone with sufficient strength arrived, I would have ran away with the treasure...hahahaha! It’s a **** **** thing...’

  The pirate captain’s self-praise was not finished yet, but a man in a black fur coat suddenly appeared in front of him.

   appeared out of thin air.

It's just like…

  It's like sand brought by the wind.

   "Hey! Who are you guys?!"

  The captain of the pirate frowned, put the back of the long sword on his shoulder, and asked in a rough voice.

   "If you don't want to die, get out of me quickly!"

  The captain of the pirate who came from the North Sea is not a newcomer without vision.

  In fact.

  Over the years, with the continuous development of the Don Quixote family, if the North Sea Pirates do not want to surrender to the Don Quixote family and head to the great route, they are one of the few ways out.

  The captain of the pirate who was looting the **** flower port was the frustrated person who was “expelled” from the North Sea by the Don Quixote family.

   had a conflict with the Don Quixote family, the captain of the pirate naturally knew that there was a strange power in this world called the Devil Fruit.

  And the man in the black fur coat in front of him, this special way of appearing, is very similar to those with fruit ability.

  "..."

  Krokdal did not pay attention to the pirate looting for the first time, but looked at the flustered scene around him, pretended to regret himself and said in a deep voice.

   "Sorry, everyone, I came too late!"

  The captain of the pirate frowned, instinctively felt his ‘majesty’, and received the invisible contempt of the opponent.

   "You guy, don't understand human words, right?"

  The captain of the pirate took three steps and took two steps. His burly figure broke out at an ultra-high speed that ordinary people could hardly reach, and ran toward Krokdal.

   "I told you to get out, you don't get out! Now, let me go to death!"

  The captain of the pirate shouted angrily, raised the blood-stained long knife in his hand, waved his right arm, and the long knife slashed towards Krokdal's neck with whirring wind.

  嘭—

   There was a sound that was slightly different from the usual beheading, and the head of Krokdal was cut off by the pirate captain.

   "I thought it was a great character! Compared to the monster Doflamingo, you are also rubbish! Rubbish!"

   Seeing that the enemy was ‘slashed at the head’ by himself, the tension in the pirate captain’s heart was instantly wiped out, and he couldn’t help but ridicule him wildly.

   "Really, Doflamingo?"

   Krokdal's beheaded head, floating in the air out of thin air, a pair of moodless eyes gazed at the Pirate Captain in front of him.

   "I remember this name..."

  Dangsang—

  The captain of the pirate saw this ghost-like scene. He couldn't hold his hand firmly for a while, and the long knife fell on the floor with a crisp crash.

   "Weird, monster!"

  The captain of the pirate screamed, he hurriedly lowered his head, wanting to pick up the weapon and chop the unkillable monster into meat.

However.

  Step on!

   Krokdal stepped on the blade of the pirate captain's long knife, and even though the opponent twitched the hilt frantically, the sole of his foot remained unchanged.

  The captain of the pirate raised his head and was about to question him angrily.

  Krokdal did not intend to give him a chance to talk nonsense.

   "Desert prison."

   With a soft groan, Krokdal’s raised right hand instantly swelled into the sand, gripping the captain’s neck tightly, and at the same time constantly absorbing the water in the captain’s body.

  As a natural person with the ability of rustling fruit, what Krokdal can do is more than just superficial naturalization!

  The original tall and sturdy pirate captain's body was almost shriveled to the naked eye, turning into a fragile and skinny appearance.

  Krokdal threw off the pirate captain in his hand, and then turned his attention to the others in the pirate group.

   "Now, catch it with your hands, **** pirates!"

   Krokdal’s indifferent voice, floating in the hearts of everyone in the harbor.

   "I am King Qiwuhai, Krokdal!

   "Alabastan, I will protect you!"

  The pirates looked at each other, and even the strongest captain could not make a cutscene in each other's hands. Even if they rushed forward, they would never be opponents.

  Hesitated, the pirates dropped the looted treasure one after another, hugged their heads and squatted down, trying to achieve a good result.

  Even if it is dead, it should not be sent directly at this time!

  The residents of Alabastan, who stood opposite the pirate, looked at Krokdal with extremely complicated eyes.

  I thought that this [Seven Martial Sea of ​​Kings] would continue to plunder the wealth in Alabastan like other pirates.

  But through the performance of the other party during this period of time, it can be seen that this [Master Qiwuhai] is clearly the country's patron saint!

   is...heroic!

  When the first resident called out the name.

  The rest of the residents hesitated for a while, watching the captain of the pirate, who had just been arrogant and crazy, and now extremely weak, also slowly called out this name.

"hero!"

"hero!"

   "Heroes of Alabastan!"

  Amidst this cheers, Krokdal squinted for a moment, then raised his right foot, revealing an indifferent smile that frightened the pirates and calmed the residents.

  In the desperate eyes of Captain Pirate.

  The hero of Alabastan.

   "click".

   Stomped his neck bone with one foot.

  (End of this chapter)