A Pirate's Counting Life

As they got closer, the navy could already see the ferocious smiling pirates on the pirate ship.

Seeing the pirates yelling, the navy secretly cursed "a bunch of bumpkins" in his mind.

Seeing the other party's appearance, the navy members understood in their hearts that the other party must have thought that they and others were weak chickens from the Sihai branch, and they probably were thinking of killing everyone in a while.

The sailors sneered in their hearts. As soon as Mark gave the order, they would rush over to fight with the group of pirates on the opposite side.

Meng Li came to the bow of the ship, pulled out her long knife, and swung a flying slash at the warship in the distance. Looking at the oncoming slash, Mark curled his lips in disdain.

Jumping in the air, he kicked the slash with a heavy kick. The two energies collided and Mark's Lan kick instantly dispersed the flying slash.

Continuing to slash towards the pirate ship, Meng Li frowned and struck out with a flying slash again, scattering Mark's Lan feet.

Seeing the two energies dissipating at the same time, Meng Li's heart sank, knowing that she had met a master.

But the current distance did not allow her to escape. In the few seconds she was thinking, Mark kicked Wu Daolan again.

Meng Li came back to her senses and resisted with all her strength, but she only intercepted three Lan Kicks, and the remaining two Lan Kicks directly cut off the mast.

The pirate ship lost power and was forced to stop. Upon seeing this, the captain immediately asked, "Lieutenant Colonel, should we just ram them and sink them?"

Mark looked at the smile on the captain's face and felt that he was a little perverted.Mark shook his head and directly rejected the captain's request.

"Tell the helmsman to dock the ship next to them."

The captain quickly ordered to go down, and soon the warship docked steadily next to the pirate ship.

The captain jumped directly onto the pirate ship and started a hand-to-hand fight. Meng Li cut several sailors who were approaching into pieces with a knife and looked up at Mark on the warship.

She gestured provocatively to Mark and wiped her neck. The next moment, Mark's figure appeared directly in front of her.

"Captain of the Giant Ax Pirates, Giant Ax Mengli! Where is your Giant Ax?"

Mark looked at the other party with some curiosity. Meng Li frowned and said in a bad tone, "Who said the nickname must be an ax?"

"That's right, I'm superficial, so please go die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mark directly used Shao to get behind Meng Li, and stabbed the opponent directly in the back with a finger gun.

Meng Li suddenly turned around and blocked Mark's finger gun with her long knife, and then a sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.

Meng Li looked at Mark in shock. She didn't quite understand why the other person's fingers collided with her own blade and could make such a sound.

"Wandering away is a taboo on the battlefield."

At this moment, Mark suddenly came behind Meng Li. This time, Meng Li's reaction was much slower. Mark quickly left three bloody holes on the opponent's back.

Meng Li gritted her teeth and endured the pain, and then forced Mark back with a wave of her long knife.

Looking at the long knife in the opponent's hand, Mark was a little irritated and began to think about whether he should also get a weapon.

This battle was too much of a disadvantage. He was not armed yet, and it would still hurt if he had a head-on collision with the opponent's weapon, and Mark was not sure whether his iron block could block the opponent's attack.

Fortunately, the opponent's speed was not good enough, so he continued to add new wounds to Meng Li's body with his shaving marks.

Soon Meng Li turned into a bloody person, but Meng Li's eyes were still very sharp.

Meng Li slowly sheathed the knife and held her breath. She bent her body slightly and held the handle of the knife tightly with her right hand. An idea popped into Mark's mind.

"Knife drawing"

Looking at Meng Li, who had been gathering momentum, Mark smiled slightly. If the other party lay on the ground and kept drawing the sword, he might still be a little scared.

But it is a pity that the opponent did not understand the most powerful secret of drawing swords - the lower the body, the higher the damage.

Mark didn’t want to play with her anymore. He came to Meng Li in an instant and stabbed Meng Li in the eye with his finger gun.

At this moment, Meng Li, who had been silent, quickly drew the sword with her right hand and slashed at Mark.

"Iron block!"

Mark casually shook off the blood on his fingers, looked at Meng Li who was still drawing the knife and said softly

"What a shame, you almost hurt me, but you weren't fast enough."

Meng Li had no life breath at this moment, and blood was pouring out of her empty left eye.

Mark took the long knife from the opponent's hand, looked at the blood-red blade and then looked at Meng Li lying on the ground.

"You are such a good person. Not only did you give me credit, you also gave me a good weapon."

Mark looked at the blade of the knife that had been stabbed by his own finger gun, and found that there were no traces left on it.

Mark felt very comfortable during this battle because he finally felt the pleasure of torturing food.

"I'll call you Xue Ying from now on."

Mark gave the long knife in his hand a name, then imitated the movements in the TV series and swung it around a few times, then put the long knife back into its sheath.

He was going to learn a swordsmanship. After all, a swordsman sounds pretty good.

When he understands the wind-controlling swordsmanship, he can call himself the Swift Wind Swordsman, which is a little exciting to think about.

After packing up the loot, Mark directly asked people to sink the pirate ship. Thirty black cannons fired a volley and sank the pirate ship in an instant.

The strongest pirate in this sea area has been killed by himself. Mark is ready to go to the next sea area, hoping to meet a more powerful guy.

Seven days later, Mark stood at the stern of the ship with his sword in hand, his eyes closed tightly and feeling the power of the wind with his heart, looking at the Lieutenant Colonel who worked so hard.

The sailors all looked at him with admiration. If they had been closer, they might have heard Mark's snoring.

"Lieutenant Colonel, Lord Lieutenant Colonel"

The captain ran towards Mark and shouted, "Lieutenant Colonel, something bad is going to happen."

Mark opened his eyes suddenly and shouted, "Face the strong wind!"

After saying that, he pulled out the Blood Sakura and slashed at the sea surface. Dozens of slashes hit the sea surface, directly cutting a passing small sea king into several pieces.

"What's the matter? Are you in a panic?"

Mark wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and calmly turned to look at the admiring captain.

"Um...it's okay now"

The captain glanced at the Neptune floating in the water, and said with some embarrassment, "Originally, the food has bottomed out, but with this Neptune, it should be enough for us to go to the next branch."

The captain paused for a moment when he said this, and then began to boast wildly. He heard his subordinate Mark, the rainbow fart, wave his hands with a calm look.

After the captain left, Mark's face changed and he muttered something in a low voice.

"Am I not worthy of practicing wind-controlling swordsmanship?"

For the past seven days, Mark has come to the stern of the ship to feel the power of the wind every day, but apart from feeling a little cool, he has not learned any wind sword skills, let alone how to cut a tornado.

If Duolong hadn't been so powerful, he would have wanted to snatch the opponent's sword manual and study it.

However, although he has not learned the wind-controlling swordsmanship, his flying slashes are very skillful. With Lan Jiao's experience, flying slashes are not difficult for him. After all, he is quite strong when it comes to miracles with great strength.

It can produce dozens of flying slashes in one breath, although in the eyes of those true swordsmen, it is only a matter of one sword to annihilate such attacks.

But Mark still likes this handsome attack method. He can use it to show off all over the world.

Two days later, Mark and the others arrived at Branch 45. As soon as they got off the boat, a colonel with a sinister face came to greet him.

Although the other party looked very shabby, when he thought about the scene where he even took food and took it when he left, Mark was embarrassed to keep a cold face the whole time.

Reluctantly showing a polite smile to the other party, Colonel Dawn also brought Mark to his office with a smile on his face.

"Welcome to Lieutenant Colonel Mark. This is a specialty cigar from our island of Cuba. It can be regarded as a meeting gift for you."

Looking at the wooden box in front of him, Mark hesitated. He didn't like smoking cigars, but at least it was a gift and he was too embarrassed to refuse it.

Reaching out to pick up the wooden box, Mark's face changed slightly. He raised his head and glanced at Colonel Dawn. Seeing that the other man was still smiling, he slowly opened the wooden box a crack.

Mark found out that it was all filled with gold bars, and his tone suddenly became unpleasant.

"What does this mean, Colonel Dawn?"

"What's wrong, Lieutenant Colonel Mark? Don't you like the special cigars I prepared for you?"

Seeing the other party talking nonsense in a serious manner, Mark narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Are you trying to bribe me?"

Just when the atmosphere in the room was tense, Mark suddenly said, "You use this little thing to test the cadres? Who can resist this temptation?"

Colonel Dawn was stunned for a moment, then patted his head and said quickly

"Oh, brother Mark, look at my memory, I almost forgot the two boxes of souvenirs I prepared for you."

Dawn winked at the major on the side, who immediately left the room and came back with two wooden boxes after a while.

Mark opened a wooden box and looked inside, and found that it was all filled with jewelry.

"I am a lieutenant colonel in our headquarters at a young age. I admire you very much."

Dawn looked at Mark with a flattering look on her face, and then continued, "I am sure that I will be promoted to the rank of general at such a young age. I don't have any big demands, bro.

I just hope that if there are any instructions from the headquarters in the future, I can inform me in advance. Don’t worry, I won’t make your work in vain. From now on, I will send you two boxes of souvenirs every month. "

When he heard what the other party said, Mark sneered in his heart. With this small amount of money, he just wanted to be his backstage in the future. It was really a daydream. The justice in his heart did not allow him to do such a thing.

"Thank you very much, brother"

Mark nodded slightly, and then continued, "Brother, don't worry. As long as you have me here, I will never let you suffer."

Dawn also looked at Mark with excitement. Although her heart hurt, Dawn knew that what she had done was worth it.