A Pirate's Counting Life

"What? Doron is dead?"

Mark looked at Shirley in shock, walked slowly to Shirley and said softly, "Will he use suspended animation to escape?"

Shirley rolled her eyes and said angrily, "It should be the woman named Mago Yaqi who killed him. That woman's aura has also dropped a lot."

Mark nodded and walked out of the room to stop a passing sailor and whispered, "Go to the place where the bodies are disposed of and see if there is the body of the hurricane swordsman Doron."

The marine soldier nodded and turned back to the room to change into casual clothes. He soon couldn't blend in with the crowd at the dock.

"Is he dead? It's a pity."

Borg shook his head with regret. Originally, he wanted to use the memory fruit to replace the memories of the three people and let them work for him, but now he felt a little regretful that one of them suddenly died.

I originally thought that a battle between masters of that level would result in serious injuries at most, but after looking at the corpse on the stretcher, Borg waved to his two men.

"Throw him to the garbage dump"

After the two left, Borg slowly walked back to his seat, tore off Doron's photo on the table, looked at the remaining two photos, and said softly, "Fight! Only the one who survives in the end is qualified to be me." subordinates."

Mark, who was drinking tea in the room, heard the marine soldier's reply and said softly, "Go and bring his body back, and then set sail out of here."

When it got dark, three marines took advantage of the darkness to steal Duolong's body back. After Mark carefully inspected it and confirmed that it was a real person, he signaled the warship to set sail and leave the island.

Back in the room, Mark took out the phone bug and reported the progress of the mission to Sora, and casually asked about the location of the next target.

"Our next stop is to go to Ruogla Island to find the fighter Modolika."

Mark stepped onto the deck and began to give orders, and the navigator quickly returned to the cabin to look for the permanent pointer to Ruogla Island.

"Hey, Newgate, you are becoming more and more like a monster. In just a short time, you have surpassed most of the people on the ship. I am more and more optimistic about you!"

Captain John excitedly clapped Newgate's palm, and then gathered around the treasure with a few confidants, enjoying the joy of the harvest. Newgate slowly walked to the left side of the deck.

He sat on the railing and propped his head up to look at the sea in the distance. His strength had grown rapidly after being at sea for more than half a year. Just as he was thinking about the problem, Captain John suddenly asked

"Newgate, what do you want? I'll buy it for you when we get to the next island."

Newgate looked at his hands and said softly, "Then buy me a weapon. I think a naginata would be great."

Captain John nodded and continued to discuss the value of the treasure with his confidants, feeling increasingly satisfied with his original decision to save people.

"You guys, hurry up and give me Yang Fan!"

Shiji held a cigar in his mouth and commanded the pirates on the boat very domineeringly. After a period of development, Shiji threw away the original 15-meter fishing boat and snatched a 50-meter-long pirate ship. ship, and he also gathered a hundred pirates

Looking at the busy pirates below, Shi Ji grinned and blew out a puff of smoke. This feeling of controlling others made him feel good. Mu Chan and Chanmaru stood behind Shi Ji. After being in contact with each other for a long time, the two siblings also understood Shi Ji. Although Ji is arrogant, domineering, and prone to killing people, he treats them pretty well.

Gradually, they were not as scared as they were at the beginning. Looking at the figure in front of them, the two of them thought it would be good to follow each other. When the other party grows up, Shiki can take them to see the Wano country that their father has always missed.

Mu Chan manages the trivial matters on the ship. Shi Ji is too lazy to care about these things. He just gives orders. If he really wants him to manage these trivial matters, within a week, 100 people on the ship will be killed by him for various reasons. After a period of getting to know Mu Chan, Keep your daily affairs in order.

"How many years is this year in the Haiyuan calendar?"

Mark turned his head and glanced at Shirley. He had been floating on the sea and his concept of time was a little blurry. Shirley thought for a while and said slowly, "What happened to the year 1464 of the Maritime Calendar?"

"It's nothing, it just feels like time flies a bit. We have known each other for three years."

Shirley suddenly remembered the plot in the magazine she was reading, her cheeks turned red, and she leaned towards Mark, beginning to look forward to Mark's speech.

"That bastard Modorika wasted three months of my time. If I catch him, I have to break his legs!"

After Mark finished speaking, he glanced at Shirley, who was leaning her head on his shoulder, and said softly, "What's wrong with you? Why are your cheeks so red? Are you sick?"

Mark reached out and touched Shirley's forehead and then his own, and whispered, "I don't have a fever either."

Shirley rolled her eyes and shook off Mark's arm, turned around and walked towards the cabin.

"What the hell? Why are you so angry all of a sudden? Women are trouble."

Mark muttered unhappily, and Ophelia came over from the kitchen carrying a tray.

"Lord, this is a cake I made for you with my own hands."

Mark happily picked up a piece of pink pig pastry, put it into his mouth and chewed it slowly. The fragrance of flowers lingered in his mouth, and a happy smile appeared on Mark's face.

"Hmm~ The pastries you made, Liya, are so delicious!"

"As long as the Lord likes it, Liya is willing to cook it for you."

Ophelia squinted her eyes and looked at Mark tenderly. Mark, who was immersed in the delicious food, nodded without thinking, picked up a calf-shaped pastry again and put it into his mouth.

This green calf is made of mung beans. When I eat mung bean mark, I am reminded of the mung bean ice cream in my previous life. This sunny weather is the best time to eat ice cream.

"Three nautical miles ahead, we found the Fighting Pirates!"

Just as Mark was about to taste the red cock again, he heard the lookout's excited voice. Mark took back his hand and shouted, "Speed ​​up and catch up! I'm going to cut that bastard into pieces!"

At the same time, the lookout of the Fighting Pirate Ship also spotted the navy behind him. When Modolika heard that the navy was catching up again, her face instantly darkened.

When he first met the other party at sea, he was ready to give the other party some color. However, when the warship sailed into his range of perception, he discovered that the other party had two elite lieutenant generals.

This discovery made him immediately order to escape. He was still somewhat confident in one-on-one, but in one-on-two, he was just looking for death.

In the next few months, he would hide and seek whenever he could, relying on his familiarity with the nearby sea area and the other party's hide-and-seek, but today he was not going to escape anymore.

After chasing him for several months, do you really think he is just a piece of cake? Modolika recalled the nearby sea map and shouted to the navigator.

"Let's go to Ghost Island! If I don't make it easy for them, don't even think about it!"

After hearing his captain's words, the navigator shuddered subconsciously. Just as he was about to raise objections, he saw Modolika looking like a gambler looking for a comeback.

After thinking about it, he swallowed back his words of persuasion. Although Ghost Island was scary, it was still far away from him. If he really angered Modolika, he would die on the spot.

He decided to choose the lesser of two evils, one step at a time, and the two ships quickly sailed out of the sea, one chasing and the other escaping.

Looking at the small island that appeared in the telescope, Mark sneered.

"Have you already started looking for a cemetery for yourself? Very good!"