Pirate's Swordsman

"Enough is enough..."

It's okay to mention it yourself. When Keby said this, Little Bright's face suddenly darkened again. He glared at Keby and said angrily: "If you want to go, don't stay here and go back quickly." Change into a decent dress at home, otherwise, how could I bring you in."

"Well, no problem!"

Kerby nodded heavily, and after saying goodbye to Brett, he picked up the little girl next to him and hurried toward home.

result……

Just after passing the corner, two figures, one behind the other, suddenly appeared in front of them. This time, although Kebi reacted immediately, due to the deep snow under his feet and too much inertia, he still did not stop and fell headlong. On the chest of the tall figure in front.

A muffled sound!

"Okay...it hurts..."

For a moment, Kebi almost thought he had hit a steel plate. Severe pain spread rapidly from his forehead, and he almost shed tears of pain.

Looking up from the corner of his eye, he saw that the person he bumped into was at least 1.85 meters tall. Wearing a black sweatshirt and a hood, his face could not be seen clearly, and he had an ancient wooden sword on his waist.

Coupled with the explosive power of the strong chest muscles that he felt after the collision just now, Kebi instantly labeled the opponent as "untouchable and untouchable".

However... the opponent's steps were very slow from beginning to end. It was his own fault for this collision. In addition, he was in a hurry to go home and change his clothes. Kebi didn't think much about it and quickly said, "I'm sorry, it's really too much." "I'm sorry", he hurriedly took the girl's hand, passed the visitor, and continued to run towards home.

"Ok?"

But at this moment, the tall figure shrouded in black suddenly stopped. The face shrouded in a black hood turned slightly sideways and glanced at Kebi's retreating back, with a look on his face. A hint of thoughtfulness.

"What's the matter, Brother Xia Nuo?" Seeing him stop, the person following him paused and raised his head in confusion, revealing a childish face of a young man, with blond hair and curly eyebrows, and a delicate appearance. He looked particularly lovable, "Is there anything wrong with the guy who hit you just now?"

"It's nothing." The tall figure was silent for a while, then smiled and shook his head, "I just didn't expect to meet that little devil here..."

"Although there is no longer the Alita Pirates, I still hope he can fish less at the beach in the future..."

The blond boy muttered to himself in the confused expression, and then he raised his face slightly and looked deep into the sky.

After discovering a black spot flying over from the south and gradually overlapping his vertical position, he gently nodded, turned his gaze to the port not far away, and said lightly:

"Let's go, Paddy and the others have prepared the boat. Everyone is waiting on the shore. Don't delay too long."

"OK."

After a simple conversation, the two continued walking towards the port, their steps crunching on the snow, leaving two long strings of footprints.

And in this biting cold wind, the white fog on the seaside always lingers. Soon, the two figures, one tall and one short, gradually moved away and disappeared in the faint morning light.

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In the north, on the sea twenty miles away from Pulos Island

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In the thin mist, a standard warship was sailing towards Pulos Island in the wind and waves.

On both sides of the ship, there were densely arranged rows of heavy guns with huge calibers, and on the white canvas fluttering in the wind, a blue seagull with a scale in its mouth was sitting in the middle, highlighting the origin of the ship.

On the deck, more than a dozen navy soldiers stood in two rows with their hands behind their backs on the side of the ship in standard navy postures. They said nothing. The only sound was the sound of the sea breeze blowing through the corners of their uniforms, which looked quite intimidating.

However, these navy soldiers were obviously not focused on standing guard. From the corner of their eyes, they would look at the two figures standing at the front of the deck from time to time, with excitement that could not be concealed on their faces.

In fact, not only them, but also the naval soldiers in the East China Sea, after knowing the identity of one of the two figures talking side by side, it would be difficult to remain calm in front of him.

Needless to say, the person on the right is wearing a naval officer uniform, a hood with two furry ears, and a slender beard on his chin. He is their direct commander, Colonel Mouse, who controls the 16th branch. .

The key is still on the left side.

He was a middle-aged man with an unremarkable appearance. He had a short head, a face full of stubble, and thick black bags under his eyes, as if he had never woken up. He holds two samurai swords, the tachi and the wakizashi.

It looks like he is no different from those dissatisfied swordsmen in rural dojos who drink to drown their sorrows all day long.

If the other party hadn't been brought to the ship by Colonel Mouse himself and held a small banquet to welcome the introduction, these naval soldiers would not have believed that this was Yasuo, the most powerful pirate hunter in the East China Sea at the moment.

In the past two years, this name has written too many legends, and the naval soldiers of the 16th branch have a special affection for the owner of the name, because they know that their food standards have deteriorated in the past two years. Being able to improve and replenish the training equipment is inseparable from the middle-aged swordsman in front of him.

Although, occasionally, some people think that the bounty for the pirates killed by Mr. Yasuo seems to be much more expensive than this, but as a grassroots soldier, who would think too much about this.

They only knew that the strong man they often talked about before was now alive in front of them and chatting and laughing with their colonel, and that was enough.

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Unfortunately, if they could take a few more steps forward, or if the two people on the bow communicated louder, they would find that the facts were often completely contrary to expectations.

"The mist is getting lighter and lighter. It seems that we will arrive at the port in ten minutes at most." The navy cloak behind him was fluttering in the wind. The mouse looked back from a distance and glanced at the middle-aged man next to him. Nian Swordsman said, "How are you? Do you remember everything I told you last night?"

"Remember, remember."

The middle-aged swordsman was about to rub his hands subconsciously, but when he thought of a large crowd of people watching from behind, he stopped. His body still maintained the posture of standing proudly on the bow of the ship, but there was a hint of humility on his face. Smile: "Don't worry, sir, from now on, I will be the pirate hunter Yasuo. After I get ashore, I will never let others see my flaws."

"Zhizhi~ That's best."

The mouse narrowed his eyes and let out a weird laugh, "If it succeeds this time, I will definitely be rewarded by you, but if you fail in the performance in front of everyone and ruin my road to making a fortune, then you can't do it." Don’t blame me for being rude…”