Pirates: Thousands of hands, slaughter at the top!

"Do not!!!"

"This is impossible!!!"

"That bastard...he abandoned us! He defiled justice!!!"

"..."

Kane picked his ears.

As expected, humans are all creatures prone to double standards.

Hearing the words of this group of marines simply tainted his ears.

But it's normal.

Most of the navies in this world are just dawdling.

They are not troops fighting for their beliefs.

Just shouting a slogan so that you can occupy the moral high ground.

The quality of these naval forces was much worse than the mercenaries he encountered in his previous life.

Not to mention higher level troops.

Comparing naval soldiers with mercenaries is a bit insulting to mercenaries, after all, they get paid to do things.

No hypocrisy, no pretense.

"Okay, everyone, calm down. I'm afraid it will take a few more swords to kill..." Kahn stopped mid-sentence, holding the sword with a surprised look.

"Do you dare to try?"

I saw a navy holding an old man hostage with his hands, holding a knife on his neck, with a fierce look on his face.

The other navies applauded.

They followed the same pattern and held other civilians hostage, putting knives on their necks with excitement on their faces.

"Well... you guys adapted to another identity quite quickly." Kahn's face was cold, with a touch of sarcasm in his tone.

navy?Pirates?

These two identities have changed countless times in the past.

What is justice?

There is no real justice in this world.

Some are just winner takes all!

Always talk about justice.

This kind of navy is often full of very bad-natured people.

Zefa's navy is really too small. Apart from being too kind, I can't find any other shortcomings.

"I don't dislike you. You have your own way of survival, but you come to my territory to kill, burn, loot, and destroy islands one after another. I can't help but have the urge to kill you all." Kahn's face became increasingly cold and he shouted Said: "I am a member of the Wang Zhi faction. I can no longer return this island to its original appearance. The only thing I can do for you is to kill them all..."

These civilians with frightened faces suddenly looked at Kahn and roared in unison: "Kill all these demons!"

"I don't want to live anymore!"

"Please kill them all!"

"Woooooooooo~"

"Did you hear what they said?" Kahn held his sword and charged, filled with murderous intent. "They... let me kill you all!"

"bring it on!"

"Escape!"

"Crazy!"

"Let me see what you can do!"

The navy were immediately dumbfounded.

Many navy put down their hostages and fled with their lives without daring to stop for a moment.

Some of the navy killed the hostages in their hands, but found that Kahn didn't care at all. They were so frightened that they also fled towards the coast. They fled to the sea and they were safe.

When the time comes to return to the Navy Headquarters, I will definitely report that damn Navy Zefa!

A very small number of these navies want to issue orders to unite their group, but most of the navies are busy running away. How many navies can listen to them?

Kahn didn't kill anyone with his sword. Every sword hit these marines severely, causing those who were still alive to let out painful wails, wails, and screams.

"No! Please help me! We are colleagues!!!"

"I don't want to die! I don't want to die!!!"

"Don't come here!!!"

"Ahhh! Mom! I'm scared!!!"

Defeat like a mountain!

The navy running in front heard the screams coming from behind, and his scalp was numb. His legs wanted to be used as a driving force, for fear that he would not be able to run as fast as the other navy.

Kahn is in the process of chasing.

Hair, clothes, shoes...the whole body was covered in thick, smelly blood, as if he really looked like a demon from hell.

Come to the world.

Come and take away these marines.

All the way to kill.

Leaving behind screams and wails all the way.

On the island, the few people who survived raised their weapons, with bloodthirsty eyes and ferocious faces, and they rushed towards the sailors who had lost their hands and feet, venting their anger.

After a burst of screams.

Some people returned to their homes with numb eyes.

The other part of the people continued to follow the blood trail to deal with the surviving marines.

They no longer know the meaning of their lives. They only know that they must take advantage of this opportunity to kill all these marines to get a little relief from their souls.

coast.

Calm and calm.

Figures fell on the beach one after another.

They screamed, they wailed, they stared at the sea.

Many navy reached out.

But they found that the sea was so far away from them.

A marine who was closest to the sea stretched out his hand and was only a few centimeters away from the sea.

All the navy's eyes were filled with despair, and their blood stained the water on the shore.

A bloody figure sat on the rocks by the sea.

Looking at the sea.

There are many outstanding guys among these navy.

It's just that my mentality is broken.

Otherwise, the outcome will be unpredictable.

Time passed little by little.

A sparse crowd arrived at the coast, giving the navy one last blow.

"The Demon-Slaying Order is divided into five troops. This naval warship should be out for hunting. Next, the Vice Admiral of the Navy Headquarters may personally lead the troops..."

Kahn faced them, his face covered with blood, and his appearance could not be seen. He could only see his scarlet eyes, "Those of you who want to live and take revenge, come with me."

The crowd was silent for a moment.

Some people stood up, while others turned back to the island.

They must die in their hometown.

Not many people.

Kahn activated his abilities and relied on his understanding of the structure of the ship to create suitable pieces of wood for them. The civilians didn't say much. They came out one by one and helped together. A small boat was quickly built.

They went to the sea.

How capable you are, how much you can do.

Kahn knows his position very well. If he doesn't run away at this time, he will die if he stays.

Not all navies are as easy to reason with Zefa.

In fact, if it weren't for Zefa, no navy would use words as a weapon without sufficient strength.

Nothing certain.

He won't do it.

He couldn't fight against the Vice Admiral of the Navy Headquarters. Kahn didn't think he had a chance of winning. Besides, this matter was done by the Navy, so he could only do his best.

Shortly after.

Amidst the sound of artillery fire, the entire island was burning. One thing was certain, there would not be a single living person on the island due to such large-scale bombing.

boat.

The surviving people looked at their burning hometown and cried softly.

They understand they have no home.

From then on, he could only live on the sea as a refugee.

Might as well be a pirate.

They had made up their minds to follow their god.

Kahn's eyes reflected fire.