Pirate: Vice-Captain of the Whitebeard Pirates

"That's not good, after all there are so many children."

Reilly seemed a little hesitant and looked at Marco as he spoke.

Marco and the others lowered their heads and pretended not to hear, but they were about to grit their teeth in their hearts. If you refuse, just refuse. Can you please not take them with you? They also want to see what this thing is!

Rayleigh pursed his lips. In fact, he rejected dissection in his heart. According to Rayleigh's thinking, although we are pirates, doing dissection is not what pirates should do. .

"Ahem, if there is really no other way, then just listen to Larson." Roger suddenly said at this time.

Whitebeard nodded: "I also want to see what's going on with these things that can avoid my attacks."

The two captains, Roger and Whitebeard, both spoke, and Rayleigh couldn't say anything even though he felt unhappy.

Larson shrugged his shoulders: "I actually have no choice. I'm not sure whether I can find anything after the autopsy."

"Don't worry, Larson, just do it boldly, don't be restrained."

Whitebeard gave Larson a reassuring look.

Larson nodded, and then took a deep breath. To be honest, this was his first time doing an anatomy, and he felt very unsure.

However, although he has never eaten pork, he has seen pigs running away. He has also watched a lot of movies and TV shows in his previous life. He thinks he can make a rough guess about how some doctors perform their operations in the operating room.

At this time, everyone discovered that Larson, who was sitting in front of the black shadow, suddenly seemed to have changed. His whole person suddenly had an indescribable temperament.

A small knife appeared in Larson's hand. The knife flew like a butterfly on his finger. Larson did not rush to cut the knife, but once again observed the black shadow in front of him.

This is just a change in his eyes this time, as if he was looking at a piece of cargo.

The black shadow's chest was still heaving, proving that it was still alive at this time. Larson had clearly observed the black shadow that hit Marco. The black shadow was not breathing and had no heartbeat.

From this point, it can be seen that although these are both black shadows, they are two different species.

Of course, they have already proven this before.

What Larson wants to do at this time is to analyze what these black shadows have and see what this magical creature is made of.

The knife in Larson's hand was like a scalpel, slowly descending to the black shadow's chest, although the knife penetrated inside.

There was no blood splatter, no violent struggle.

The black shadow is still lying here, as if it has lost its breath.

But Larson knew that it was still alive, but he didn't know whether it was conscious or not.

Larson frowned slightly. The force with which the knife entered the black shadow's body just now made Larson feel a little strange.

He has also killed many people, and countless people have been hacked to death by him. It is no exaggeration to say that he clearly knows the feeling of hacking various parts of the human body.

But when he inserted the knife in his hand just now, it felt like it had been inserted into a quagmire.

Not human!

Larson silently labeled the black shadow in his heart.

At the same time, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

It would be fine if they weren't human beings. If this island had the ability to transform humans into shadows, that would be really terrifying.

At this time, Larson could feel everyone around him looking at him nervously, and everyone was waiting for his result.

"These guys shouldn't be human anymore."

He told him the result he had just obtained.

Everyone was digesting the news silently, but no one made a sound.

Larson continued his movements, and the knife began to go down along the black shadow's belly, down, and then held up.

Slowly pulling out the dagger, Larson saw a black substance on the dagger. The substance was not blood, but he didn't know what it was.

"Hold it, be careful not to touch anything on it."

Larson handed the dagger to Marco who was standing aside.

Marco picked it up carefully and stood aside quietly.

He is like the assistant of the attending doctor in the operating room. Just tell him what tools you want and he will bring them to you.

The dissection continued, Larson glanced at his hands, and the next second his hands were covered with a golden film.

Micro Susanoo – medical gloves.

Larson put his hands into the black shadow's chest, and then pushed them away on both sides. In fact, at this point, Larson didn't know why he did this.

But no matter what, this is how TV dramas are acted, he just follows suit and is done.

Jabba, who was watching behind him, suddenly poked Rayleigh.

"What?"

Rayleigh was unhappy with Jabba interrupting his viewing.

Jabba lowered his voice: "Look, Larson seems to be very professional!"

After hearing this, Lei Li reacted: "It's true what you said!"

"right."

Jabba couldn't help but said: "Do you think he did this before?"

"Anatomy?"

Rayleigh almost couldn't help laughing.

Did Larson do dissection before joining the Whitebeard Pirates?

If Larson knew about this, he would definitely have a fight with Jabba.

"Hey, I just said it casually."

Jabba also knew how unreliable his words were.

He sighed: "I'm just surprised. Do you think there is really a person like Larson in the world? He can do so well no matter what he does, he is smart and strong,

I think I am already great, but compared with him, I feel like I am nothing. "

"Haha, Larson will be very happy to hear what you say."

"I was serious."

"I'm serious too."

"Forget it, I won't tell you."

"But one thing you said is true."

"Which one?"

"Compared with him, I feel like I am nothing."

......

Jabba looked shocked. He knew how proud Rayleigh was. Although Rayleigh always looked gentle, on their ship, he refused to accept anyone except Roger on the ship. Although this also has something to do with him being the deputy captain,

But this also shows Larson's importance in Reilly's heart.

Jabba smacked his lips: "Tell me, what should we do if one day we become enemies with Larson!"

'Become an enemy...'

Rayleigh looked thoughtful. He did not answer Jabba, but in his mind, the image of the [-]-meter-tall giant slashing to death the giant sea king type appeared in his mind.