The gourmet among pirates

A ray of light golden sword energy pierced the air with a sharp whistling sound.

Seeing this scene, Osvid Kevin's expression changed, and he jumped without hesitation, narrowly avoiding the dangerous sword energy.

But the next moment, his body froze in place.

【Ghost head·Beheading】

With a slight flick, Osvid Kevin fell behind Mo Lin with his head missing after shaking off the blood on Gui Chejian's body.

Before he died, Osvid Kevin's eyes were full of disbelief, as if he could not believe that he would fall on the road to death like this.

Those little eyes full of unwillingness seemed to be silently accusing.

I can not be reconciled.

I still have my trump card that I haven't used yet.

I still have a strong network of connections that I haven’t tapped yet.

【······But I am already dead! 】

The death of Osvid Kevin did not cause much disturbance in Molin's heart.

Because Molin knew that from beginning to end, Osvid Kevin was just a puppet pushed to the front stage by those behind the scenes.

Otherwise, with Osvid Kevin's strength, how could he summon those men who were much stronger than him and control this huge Weeping City.

Looking at the broken window of Osvid Kevin, Maureen kicked her feet hard on the ground, and like an arrow from a string, she quickly jumped up to the room on the top floor of the Fallen Hotel.

To Molin's expectation, there were people in this room.

Looking at the meticulously combed hair lying on the sofa, even if the Weeping City below was full of blood, he could still enjoy the warm service of the silver-haired old man beside him.

Mo Lin looked a little surprised.

Apart from anything else, Molin was really surprised by the indifference of this old guy who still enjoyed everything calmly and calmly after the death of Osvid Kevin.

Although Mo Lin's perception told him that the guy in front of him was just an ordinary old man who was dying and dying.

But this state of mind alone made it impossible for Mo Lin to treat him as an ordinary person.

After seeing Mo Lin appear, the old man slowly sat up from the sofa, looked at Mo Lin and said:

"Since you have appeared here, it seems that that good-for-nothing Kevin is dead. Brigadier General Morin, as soon as you showed up, you have posed a problem for me! It doesn't matter whether that good-for-nothing Kevin is dead, but her hand There can't be anything wrong with that batch of goods."

Looking at the old man talking to himself in front of him, Mo Lin frowned and said, "Who are you?"

"Me?" The old man said with a proud smile on his face, "I am Victor, the butler of the Augustus family!"

"The Augustus family? Celestial Dragons?" Molin frowned.

The pride on Old Victor's face suddenly suffocated when he heard this, and he said with a red face: "Although the great Augustus family is noble, it is not yet a world noble."

Mo Lin heard this and sneered contemptuously: "You're not even a Celestial Dragon, so you're such a proud butler!"

"You... you are an arrogant and ignorant idiot. The Augustus family is a royal family that has been inherited for thousands of years. It has been a noble family that has dominated the East China Sea for thousands of years. How dare you insult the great Augustus family, you ignorant idiot? ·······”

I don't know if it was Molin's contemptuous smile that deeply hurt old Victor's pride, making the old man who was calm and calm before look angry, and even his face was flushed with excitement.

Snapped!

"Noise!"

Looking at the chattering old Victor, Morin whipped him backwards with the hilt of his sword.

Before he could hit the ground, Mo Lin directly raised his collar with one hand and pressed him against the wall.

Holding up Old Victor with one hand, Maureen asked condescendingly: "Tell me who is involved behind Weeping City."

Nowadays, Mo Lin is 2.3 meters tall. Among normal people, he is definitely tall. Therefore, when he leans over to question, it feels very oppressive!

Hearing Mo Lin's words, old Victor's body suddenly trembled, as if he thought of something extremely terrifying, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"The Crying City is a product of the tacit approval of those big shots. Even your navy headquarters has high-level officials involved. If you just want to kill Kevin, that loser, that's all. For those big shots, it's just a matter of changing the person in charge. That’s all.”

"But if you want to interfere with the Weeping City, the huge vortex behind this city will definitely crush you to pieces."

"Are you reminding me?" Mo Lin unexpectedly looked at the old man in his hand.

Suddenly I didn't understand what he meant.

Old Victor was silent for a moment and then said: "I just don't want to die in the hands of a madman like you. That would be too worthless."

"My confidence before was based on the fact that you were a normal person, but the words you asked just now made me realize that you are a lunatic."

"You actually want to know the person behind the investigation into the Weeping City. This will break you to pieces."

"Haha!" Mo Lin sneered, "There are many people in this world who can break me to pieces, but I don't think they are qualified!"

Old Victor also sneered when he heard this: "Haha, the biggest business in the Weeping City is the slave trade. Our Augustus family alone selects a large number of outstanding slaves for training every year."

"And do you know who the top-notch slaves are for?"

"That's for the World Government! Even the world's nobles occasionally cast their eyes on it."

That's it!

A city of slaves?

No wonder I can hear the desperate wails growing in this city.

No wonder when he wanted to move this city, his uncle came to stop him.

Ha ha!

From ancient times to the present, those who can raise slaves are either rich or noble.

Nobles, officials, rich people from various countries, and even high-ranking officials of the world government, the network of relationships formed by these people will definitely make it difficult for most people to move forward.

But this doesn’t include me.

Although Mo Lin can be stubborn sometimes, he still has principles.

"Thank you for your answer!"

After thanking him, Maureen gently crushed old Victor's throat bone with her fingers, allowing him to die a more dignified death.

This can be regarded as Molin's reward for relieving him of some of his doubts!

······

After solving the high-level officials in the Crying City.

Molin did not stop. He quickly walked through the streets and alleys of the Weeping City, directly suppressing everyone. Anyone who dared to resist became a dead soul under Molin's sword.

After killing all the dangers visible to the naked eye, Molin took out the phone bug from his arms, let the soldiers on the warship land on the island, and began to take over everything in the Weeping City.