"Candle Champion Cup!"

The bun on the top of Mr.3's head "bass" ignited a flame, the burning "3" was very eye-catching in the night, and his own skin surface was a faint white light, and the "gurgling" wriggling wax liquid was viscous. The whole body is covered like a huge samurai armor wrapping the whole body.

He glanced at the black solidified wax that was faintly revealed on his shoulders, his face twitched slightly, his hands flicked, and a large knife solidified by a candle was grasped in his hands, and it fell in front of him with a knife.

The explosion bounced off Mr.5's feet, and two potholes exploded on the ground. The whole figure bounced up like a spring, the high bulging mouth in the chest cavity opened, and the molecules full of gunpowder smoke rushed with the air like a blast. to Arlin.

"Useless struggle!"

Yaerlin stared indifferently in front of him, the shadows around him distorted for a while, he instantly tore apart the explosion of the air, and the ripples of the fire seemed to build a passage through which he appeared beside Mr.5 like a ghost, slender and wrapped around him. Fingers full of black lines grabbed the opponent's head and slammed it down against the ground.

The blood splashed and dyed the cracked ground red, the facial muscles rubbed on the ground, and the cheeks shook violently, bursting out two crushed molars, and the mouth was full of blood.

"Don't move!"

His ears were dull to catch the cold sound like a knife, and he felt the soreness from his neck. It was **** with broad knuckles piercing the muscle hook and pulling his throat. Mr.5 suddenly looked like a dead dog. Like obediently lying on the ground not dare to move.

The candle sword was as sharp as an iron knife, and Mr.3 turned around and saw such a terrifying scene. He forced himself to swallow a mouthful of spit, slashed the air with the knife and slashed at Yaerlin, as if he didn't care about his companions at all. life and death.

Yaerlin raised his eyebrows slightly, and his other hand became a tiger's mouth.

Then, he saw Yaerlin slammed forward, like a giant python raising its head and rushing towards it with a vicious wind, the shadows on his fists wriggled, emitting a sticky black light.

clack clack...

The samurai armor shattered layer by layer, Mr. 3's chest made a heavy muffled sound, followed by the crackling sound of broken bones, Mr. 3 flew out against the ground, and opened a deep ravine like a plough.

Yaerlin stood up straight, and the other hand had already been pulled out from Mr.5's neck, but the latter was still lying on the ground, staring in horror at the dense black silk pierced from the wound, and wrapped around one end. At the tip of Yaerlin's finger, the other end seemed to be sewn into his throat and vibrated slightly.

On the hillside, Lombare stared in shock at the two monster-like Devil Fruit users below, who were like young children in front of Arlin, and were knocked to the ground without any resistance.

"Kill them!"

Lombarrie rushed down with blood-red eyes howling, and slumped to the ground with a dagger in his hand, as if his chest was collapsed, Mr.3, who was struggling to breathe, stabbed him.

clang!

With a swipe of his tail nailed to the dagger in the middle of the darkness, Crow stepped out of the darkness, blocked Lombard, and said expressionlessly, "Colonel Arlin hasn't ordered them to be executed!"

"But they killed Kabbah!" Lombarre stared at Crow.

Chloe didn't care about Kabbah's life or death, and even in his eyes, it didn't matter if the Longshi Trading Company was destroyed. With the expansion of the influence of the Navy Club, and the expansion of the Four Seas Company's territory, the initial stage was successfully passed. After the period of tight capital, the value of a trading company has become smaller and smaller. Now, with the reversal of the mysterious buyer in Alabasta, it means that the last trace of the value of Longshi Trading Company seems to have disappeared.

"You need to calm down first." Chloe held up the mirror frame expressionlessly, and a thin tail extending from the back of the tailbone swayed gently in the air.

Yaerlin came over with Mr.5 wrapped in a black cocoon. After glancing at Lombarre, the latter suddenly shuddered, anger and blood poured into his head, as if he had been poured into a bucket of ice water. , quickly cooled down.

"The person who killed me, of course, won't let it go. I will apply for a transfer to Alabasta. If the approval document approved by the headquarters is issued, then I will set off next month, and I will take you with me. Alabasta." Yaerlin covered Mr. 3 with his hands, the surging black net penetrated into the other's skin and muscles, and then wrapped round and round, turning his back to Lombarie and said: "Since Longshi Trading Company If it is destroyed in Alabasta, then we will reopen the trading company on Alabasta’s territory.”

Lombarrie took a short breath, and for the first time, his unruly heart felt grateful to Yaerlin, and a trace of loyalty began to appear in his heart.

Crow retracted his tail and stared at Yaerlin's stern and solemn profile in his heart: "If I hadn't known the truth, I would have almost believed that you were actively transferred to Alabasta, and it's no wonder that Lombarie is so grateful. The expression, hey...it's also considered a waste of use."

"Bring the person back to the branch for a good interrogation." Yaerlin handed the tangled black cocoon to Clottey, then turned around and patted Lombarre on the shoulder and sighed: "Calm down and get ready to leave. Work, as well as compiling the information on Alabasta collected in these transactions, and being able to send devil fruit capable people to hunt down thousands of miles, it seems that the strength of the buyers behind them should not be underestimated. If you want revenge, you have to plan carefully and carefully."

"Understood~lightnovelpub.net~ As long as I can avenge Kabbah, I will leave this life to you in the future of Lombarre, if you let me go east, I will go east, if you let me go west, I will go west, There will never be any more unreasonable thoughts." Lombarrie swears through gritted teeth.

Yaerlin has never believed in other people's promises and oaths, especially the "nonsense" spoken under such emotional agitation is even less credible. He has always manipulated and controlled his subordinates by his wrists. He just smiled, "You don't need to bring more people, they are all burdens and have little combat effectiveness. I will draw a group of elites from the navy who have retired from the branch to rebuild the backbone of the trading company."

If it were the past, Lombarrie would definitely refuse, but at this moment, he nodded and agreed without any hesitation.

The voyage back to the branch was calm and there was no further turbulence

Four days later.

In the branch prison, two prisoners wrapped in black cocoons were detained in two cells in isolation, with the one hanging upside down on the wall, Crow sat on the bed with his legs crossed and looked at Mr. 5 and said coldly: " In fact, it is enough to leave one alive, whether you are alive or the candle man in the next house is alive, it depends on whether you will accompany you next, you have to think clearly before answering my question..."