Ray of Justice: Pirate's Nightmare

Gol D. Roger's Pub.

The bar named after Roger, the Pirate King, did not gain much popularity in this place where the Pirate King ended.

After Smoker was stationed in Rogge Town, the pirates who came to Rogge Town to "pilgrimage" to the Pirate King's execution platform were caught and killed.

As a result, Gol D. Roger's bar has seen fewer customers and is now on the verge of bankruptcy.

"Rum, old man."

Green comb head, exaggerated nose ring, shark-like teeth.

Bartolomeo, the biggest underworld leader in Rogge Town, walked into this bar with familiarity.

"Humph."

The boss snorted coldly and reluctantly took out the wine for Bartolomeo.

He knew better than anyone that Bartolomeo in front of him commanded the underworld in one hundred and fifty towns with Rogge Town as the center.

Needless to say, he was vicious and cruel. Some time ago, I heard that Bartolomeo caused a riot in another town after getting drunk, shelling and setting fires, and many people died.

Originally, he didn't want to entertain people like Bartolomeo, but an old acquaintance asked him to take care of Bartolomeo.

Bartolomeo picked up the rum and took two sips.

"Ha~ It's so cool. I mean, old man, there's no need to look like this every time I come here."

Bartolomeo smiled indifferently.

He doesn't necessarily want anyone to greet him with a smile. It's a gangster. It's easier to do things if people are afraid of him. Those who are greeted with a smile are philanthropists, not gangsters.

The boss said without responding to Bartolomeo.

"This store will be closed soon, so don't come here again."

The hand that picked up the bottle was hanging in the air, and Bartolomeo was dumbfounded.

"Is it poor management? As for the money, there is no problem. Xiaobo, please bring me half a million berries."

Bartolomeo paid without saying a word.

"Idiot, it's not about the money, it's about me not wanting to open it."

The boss said angrily.

"Ah, but old man, grandma said..."

"Say whatever you want. If I can't tell you, I won't. If she doesn't like it, let her tell me herself."

Bartolomeo put down the bottle and sighed.

"I understand, old man, thank you for your hospitality."

After saying that, Bartolomeo was about to leave the bar.

"Are you ready to leave so soon? Why don't you sit down for a while?"

Suddenly, a voice that was unfamiliar to both the boss and Bartolomeo sounded.

The two of them looked at the source of the sound in unison.

Ling Ye, who had sharp short hair and was wearing a red uniform of justice, was seen sitting at the bar, resting his head on his hands and looking at them expressionlessly.

"This outfit is...Navy?!"

The boss was extremely surprised. He didn't understand how the navy in front of him appeared silently in the bar, and he didn't know the purpose of the navy coming here.

"If you can, it would be more appropriate to call me the New Navy. After all, it needs to be different from the original Navy. But compared to that, you are Bartolomeo, right?"

As Ling Ye said this, he stood up and asked Bartolomeo.

"Hey, is it the navy stationed in Rogge Town? This is not the place you should come."

Bartolomeo said impatiently.

It's just a navy, it's not like he hasn't dealt with it before.

The navy in the East China Sea is just like the pirates, they are all a bunch of low-level goods.

"You're right. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be here. Gol D. Roger's Bar? Just the name is enough to make me sick. I didn't expect it to exist. A die-hard fan of the evil party? How ignorant and pathetic must the owner of this store be to serve a pirate as his belief."

Ling Ye's words were genuine and not tactful at all.

The boss became angry when he heard this.

"You are so arrogant. Do you think that after becoming a navy, you can be unscrupulous? Although Roger is a pirate, it is not something someone like you can comment on!"

"Hahaha, please, stop saying things that make me laugh. It's really going to make me laugh to death."

Ling Ye laughed heartily.

"Don't mention me, even ordinary people are not qualified to denounce so-called pirates as trash? Or do you think pirates are superior to others? Old man, you are not young, and you haven't understood it yet?"

Ling Ye knew something about the owner of this store from a naval soldier.

He is a completely die-hard Roger fan. His favorite thing to do is to tell others about Roger's past. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he is a missionary of Roger's deeds.

It is really difficult for such a person to gain Ling Ye's respect.

"Hey, Navy, don't go too far. This is the old man that grandma wants to take care of. If you are rude again, believe it or not, I will cut out your tongue!"

Bartolomeo said fiercely to Ling Ye.

He didn't care at all whether he was in the navy or not. He was the biggest gangster in the East China Sea!

"Cut out my tongue? That's your style. Last week in Guagua Town, weren't you in a bad mood, got drunk, shelled and set fire, causing fifty-four innocent civilians to be injured and twenty-three to die?"

Ling Ye's face was as cold as ice, and just by looking at it, you could tell that he was repressing his anger.

"Hey, I know a lot. Navy, don't mess with me. Not everyone can mess with me, Bartolomeo. If you mess with me, you have to pay the price!"

Bartolomeo had no feeling at all about Ling Ye's crimes. During his days as a gangster, he had long since lost all sympathy.

Be loyal to your companions, and it doesn't matter how you treat people who are not your companions.

Burning, killing, looting, no taboos!

This is Bartolomeo's survival rule as a gangster!

"Price? It refers to the sacrifice made to achieve a certain goal, right? I didn't expect you, a mere gangster, to have this understanding? Very good, let me calculate with you how much you need to pay for those who died and were injured in your life. Innocent civilians on hand.”

Ling Ye stood up and walked towards Bartolomeo step by step.

"Damn it, how can..."

He couldn't even say a harsh word.

Bartolomeo was suddenly speechless!

It wasn't that he didn't want to talk, but when facing Ling Ye at this moment, he felt the fear from his soul!

That is the fear of the weak facing the strong, just like the natural suppression of lions and rabbits.

Bartolomeo never thought that he would have such a day!

He will be like a powerless rabbit whose legs are so weak that he can't speak. He can only watch the powerful lion approaching him.

Dengdengdeng.

There was a rush of footsteps.

T. Penn suddenly appeared and saluted Ling Ye immediately.

"I'm sorry, Marshal Ling Ye. The prisoners in the Bartolomeo Club have been arrested. Some of them resisted desperately, but they have been dealt with. There are no casualties among our personnel. Please give instructions to Marshal Ling Ye."

Marshal, Admiral?

Are you kidding me, this young man in front of me?

This was the bar owner's first thought.

Bartolomeo on the other side turned his head to look at T. Penn with an expression of disbelief.

The sharp teeth were biting tightly, and Ling Ye's oppression was temporarily forgotten.

"You bastard, what are you talking about!"

However, his words stopped there.

Before he could react, Ling Ye's big hand grasped his face without any warning.

It was like a huge pair of pliers, leaving no room for him.

His face was grabbed so tightly, like a dead pig, being dragged on the ground by Ling Ye without any resistance.

"Old man, if you have time, you can come and take a look."

Before leaving the bar, Ling Ye left these words.