A Pirate's Counting Life

Mark was quite happy riding the killer whale at first, but when the moon hung high in the sky, Mark felt a little uncomfortable. The wet clothes stuck to his body, which made him very uncomfortable.

The feet soaked in the sea also felt a little uncomfortable. He could only use the armor-colored hardened feet to block the erosion of the sea water. It was not until noon the next day that Moxi's speed slowly slowed down.

Looking at the cargo ship in the distance, Mark felt relieved. This tormenting day was finally over.

"Let's go there quickly. I can't wait to take a hot bath."

Mark shouted to Moxi with excitement, then gently patted the killer whale beneath him, and pointed at the cargo ship in front of him. The killer whale screamed happily and quickly rushed towards the cargo ship.

Moxi was stunned for a while before realizing that he was not alone this time. He quickly dived into the sea and swam towards the cargo ship.

When he was still 500 meters away from the cargo ship, a bullet was fired at Mark's forehead. Mark chuckled and turned his head to avoid the bullet. He slapped the killer whale on the back and quickly took off towards the cargo ship.

"Navy Six?"

Huo Zi, who was holding two guns on the observation deck, frowned slightly. He didn't understand why the navy came to trouble him.

"A marine from Guli is here, and the fishman is also here."

Huo Zi shouted at the bald man below, and then used his knowledge and knowledge to lock Ma Long in the air.

Another two bullets were fired. Mark impatiently pulled out the blood cherry and struck the cargo ship with two flying slashes.

"Destruction Fist!"

Gu Li shouted and jumped into the sky and punched the two slashes. The huge impact pushed him from the air to the deck, and the two flying slashes were also shattered by him.

"Hand over the fish-men or die!"

Mark looked at the two of them with cold eyes. Huo Zi felt Mark's powerful aura and his eyes flashed slightly. Just as he was about to say something, Guli yelled angrily, "You trash! You can fly like crazy! If you have the guts to come down and fight, I’ll give you a few tricks and you’ll be clean even if I don’t beat the shit out of you!”

Huo Zi wanted to cover his forehead with his hands. Gu Li, that inexperienced idiot, didn't know how powerful Mark was. How could he not know that?

The other party's aura is stronger than the two of them combined. It is not a wise choice to anger the other party rashly.

Just when Huo Zi was about to open his mouth to explain a few words, he saw the cruel smile on Mark's face. Before he had time to think about it, he immediately shouted to Gu Li.

"Be careful! He's very powerful!"

After saying that, Huoz fired a few bullets at Mark, hoping to create opportunities for Guli. Mark ignored those bullets, even if they were modified bullets, as long as they were not covered with armed colors, it would be an itch for him.

Guli looked at Mark who appeared in front of him with a shocked face. He subconsciously punched the opponent with his right hand, and the powerful force caused a whistling sound in the air.

Mark appeared behind Gu Li in a flash, raised the bloody cherry in his hand and stabbed Gu Li in the back.

Guli, who felt the danger of death, instantly armed himself and hardened his body, trying to turn around as fast as possible

Two bullets hit Xue Ying's blade. Gu Li resisted the stinging sensation on his left shoulder and twisted his body hard. With the help of the force generated by the rotation, Gu Li swung his right hand back hard.

Mark used Shaver again to disappear behind Guli. Huo Zi shot continuously at the bottom of the observation tower and shouted in horror.

"Guli, come and save me! He's going to attack me!"

Gu Li looked at the empty place behind him. He heard Huo Zi's cry for help before he could calm down. He turned around and rushed towards the observation tower without having time to think about it.

"No! Don't come here!"

Guli, who had just run halfway, heard Huo Zi's inconsistent shouts. When he was a little puzzled, he saw the other party shooting towards him crazily.

Guli's pupils shrank, and his armed-colored Haki quickly covered his head, neck, and chest. The attack just now made him understand that his own Haki was not as strong as the opponent's. Instead of spreading it all over the body, it was better to concentrate on protecting the vital parts.

Guli, who had just finished hardening his armor, suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and then saw scarlet blood streaking through the air. Then a few bullets hit his body. After shaking for a few times, he fell straight to the ground and the blood quickly turned red. deck

"Ah!!! Bastard! Die!"

Hozi was pouring ammunition at Mark frantically. Moxi, who had just climbed onto the cargo ship half-body, looked at the scene on the ship and froze on the spot, a little at a loss.

The battle was over as soon as he got on the ship?He originally wanted to help Mark hold off an enemy, but this is the result?Fortunately, he thought of several preparation plans on the way.

"Go find your companions quickly"

Mark shouted to the stunned Moxie, bringing him back to reality.

"what?"

Moxi was stunned for a moment and then realized his purpose. He quickly climbed onto the deck and rushed towards the warehouse.

After finishing his bullets on the observation deck, Hozi kept pulling the trigger, roaring hysterically.

Looking at the sharpshooter who had lost his will, Mark shook his head with some regret. One armed and one knowledgeable were already good masters in the first half of this great route where domineering power has not yet been fully popularized.

He casually swung his knife and cut the observation tower in half. Mark stopped paying attention to the other party. This guy who had lost his fighting spirit was not worthy of his attention.

"No!!! Harvey!!"

Mark had just taken two steps when he heard Moxi's hoarse roar. His steps towards the cabin paused. A few minutes later, Moxi walked onto the deck with a broken body in his arms.

There were several girls behind him. Mark took a closer look at the girl from the long-legged tribe. It would be a pity not to use the three-wheeler with her two-meter-long legs.

"Moxi, what are you going to do next?"

Looking at the corpse of the fishman with scars all over his body and missing one left hand, Mark shook his head helplessly. He originally wanted to follow him to repay his kindness, but he failed to succeed.

"I'm going to take Harvey back to Fishman Island and bury him there."

Moxi looked at his friend in his arms sadly, and said sadly, "If you come to Fishman Island in the future, you can go to Fishman Street to find me."

"Okay, take care along the way. If you need anything in the future, you can come to Malinfando to see me. Don't be embarrassed. We are friends!"

"Ok!"

Moxie looked at Mark who looked serious and nodded heavily, then jumped into the sea with Harvey in his arms, and disappeared from Mark's sight in the blink of an eye.

"Murlocs swim fast"

Mark leaned on the fence and said with some emotion. The next second his face began to change and he shouted in the distance.

"Moxi! What will I do if you leave!!"

The sound was carried in the air, but Moxi, who had gone far away, could not hear it. Mark glanced at the corpses on the ground and rubbed his brows helplessly. He would not have sailed the ship if he had known that some pirates should have been left behind just now.

"Hahahaha! I'm not dead at all!"

A pirate pushed away the board on his body and howled excitedly into the sky. When he saw Mark lying on the fence clearly, the joy on his face disappeared instantly, followed by endless panic.

"You...you...why haven't you left yet?"

After saying this, the man may have felt that this was a bit offensive, and he quickly lay on the ground and begged for mercy loudly, "Big...big...sir, and the little one were just following orders. Everything was done by those two people, Huo Zi and Gu Li!"

"Can you sail a boat?"

Mark looked at the other man with a calm face and shook his head gently.

"Then can you repair ships?"

"Uh... little... little one can't repair a boat."

"You can neither sail nor repair a ship, so how can you have the face to ask me to spare your life?"

Mark stretched out his index finger and poked the man on the ground hard, forming a wave of air in the air and flying towards the man's forehead. The man fell to the ground with a frightened face, and blood continued to flow from his forehead.