Pirate Emotional System

He was about to hit the horses pulling the wagon in front of him.Pinshu.com.

Du En couldn't help but stop. In order to reduce the effect of inertia, he suddenly stepped on the ground with his right foot, used the force to jump vertically, and immediately took the moon step, somersaulting over the two-meter-high truck.

But after such a delay, the figures of Ace and Luffy have turned into two small black dots in the sight. With such a long distance, it may be too difficult to chase them.

"Forget it...we will meet again later when we have a chance..."

Du En assessed the situation and stopped.

Looking back, the truck has slowly left, and only a few of the teams composed of handymen and chefs are left. All of them are holding their knees with their hands, panting from exhaustion, watching the two Aces walk away. If I go, I have no choice but to leave with a curse.

Du En stood there for a while, looked around blankly, and said to himself, "Oh no, where is this... I couldn't have been infected with some bad disease by that idiot Sauron..."

The place was unfamiliar to me, and because I had taken many turns while chasing Ace and Luffy, I found that I had forgotten the way back.

"Um……"

Du En pondered for a moment, took the moon steps, and with two whoosh sounds, he jumped along the wall to the roof of a nearby house.

He leaned down slightly, like an eagle overlooking the terrain from a high place, and slowly turned his head to look around the entire town.

"..."

Damn it!These houses look completely the same!

The method of surveying the terrain in Creed of Mad War is indeed fake!

Seeing that there was no clue, Du En had no choice but to think carefully about where he had come from before, while using the Moon Step to cross the gap between the two houses, and quietly stepping on the tiles on the roof.

On the streets and alleys, people come and go.This is a border town, and the gendarmerie patrols are not very intensive, and no one pays attention to Duen who is walking on the roof.

……

There were stinking garbage bags hoarded in the dark alley, and in addition, there was a man trapped in it.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Simon's decent clothes were already stained with all kinds of filth. He put his hands in defensive movements and looked at the group of men with unkind expressions in front of him warily.

A man with a red scarf on his head took out the dagger from his waist, stretched out his slender tongue and licked the blade, "I don't want to do anything, I just want to warn you. It's best to understand your own identity and don't do anything else." Something deviant.”

Simon's face became serious, "I don't understand what you said."

"You should know..." The man in the red turban turned the dagger over and stared at the bright light reflected by the dagger. "Think again about what you did today."

"Elena...you mean you won't let me get close to Elena?"

"That's right." The man in the red turban's face turned cold. "Don't approach the villa of Jeffrey's family in the future. You are just an unknown sailor. No one will welcome you."

Simon said angrily: "Why should I listen to you!"

An hour and a half ago, he met his beloved in a quiet and comfortable cold drink shop on Xin Street.

Talking with Elena, listening to the other party's silver bell-like laughter from time to time, he felt that the two of them had returned to the relaxed, happy and carefree time when they were children, and his heart seemed to be lost in To each other.

There was a tacit understanding between the two parties, and the vow of love was almost ready... How could I sever my relationship with Elena because of the few words of the unknown man in front of me!

"Why? You still don't understand..."

The man in the red turban shook his head, his eyes flashed with venomous snake-like eyes, and then he rushed towards Simon quickly, and the dagger in his hand flew towards the latter's cheek.

There was no hesitation in his movements, and he didn't care at all whether the stab would cause death or attract a military police patrol.

Faced with such a fatal attack, Simon dodged sideways in a panic. The dagger scratched a deep blood mark on his cheek, and a bunch of hair fell to the ground with the sharp blade.

Before he could cry out for pain, the dagger struck again. Simon's burly body was now short-circuited due to the narrow space, and scars were cut by the dagger like a living target.

Even though he had the experience of fighting pirates in the sea, he had no way to use it at the moment. With the pain coming from his body, his strength was constantly losing.

Soon, his defense began to show flaws. The red-turbaned man suddenly thrust the dagger forward and pierced Simon's abdomen. Then he raised his foot and kicked Simon, who weighed nearly [-] kilograms, several meters away.

The blood drew a thin line in the air, and Simon fell into the smelly garbage pile behind him. The wound on his left abdomen continued to seep blood, dyeing the white suit he was wearing a bright red rose color.

The next moment, his hair was pulled up, and his whole body was half lifted in the air, while his arms were restrained by the four or five men with ferocious faces in front of him, unable to move.

The man in the red turban leaned his head closer, and a charming smile appeared on the corner of his mouth that had traces of stitches, "Promise me that you will never look for Jeffrey Elena again, and I will let you go back."

Simon endured the pain radiating from all over his body, gritted his teeth and said, "Who are you? Why do you want to interfere with Elena and me?"

"They are just a group of low-level desperadoes. They were just entrusted by others... As for who they are, there is no need to tell you."

The man in the red turban licked the blood on the dagger, "Come on, please agree. It will be a bit troublesome if you kill people. I don't think I have to go to this point yet, but if you make me angry..."

"Do you agree...I have been wandering in the sea of ​​confusion for so many years, and I have been entangled by the inferiority and cowardice that overflowed from my heart, but now I understand what I want..."

Although he was in danger, Simon's thoughts became more and more determined, turning into a sonorous roar: "I will never give up!"

Snapped!

A heavy punch hit Simon's face, cracking the bridge of his nose, causing bright red nosebleeds to flow. The man in the red turban frowned and said, "You bastard, your voice is really too loud. There’s…that’s a really unpleasant attitude.”

"Who do you think you are, idiot!"

After that, he punched Simon in the face again.

"Come on." The man in the red turban looked at Simon with a tired look, "Don't waste my precious time."

Pooh!

What answered him was a squirt of saliva and blood from Simon.

The red-turbaned man wiped off the liquid from his face and kicked Simon in the abdominal wound. When the latter screamed in heart-rending pain, he took two steps back indifferently and said, "treat him well and break his hand." Hefei, the mission should be considered completed, don’t kill him.”

"I got it, Boss Sean."

Five or six men gathered around Simon, grinning ferociously as they kicked and trampled the latter's joints.

Feeling the severe pain that gradually twisted his hands, Simon's entire face almost lost all color. He didn't know why he was so fearless in the face of death, and he didn't know why he didn't beg for mercy in the face of pain...

But he knew that if he agreed to the man in the red turban, he would completely lose all the courage he had accumulated, and would not dare to face Elena again, and would linger in pain, sorrow and regret forever... This would lead to death, and It would be a hundred times more painful now.

"This guy is really stubborn, hehe, but this is how we have fun." A man grinned and grabbed Simon's left arm. When the others reached out to fix the joint, he pulled hard back.

Gera!

The sound of bones that seemed to be about to be cracked could be clearly heard, and Simon's mind went blank, almost dizzy.

The man grabbed Simon's right arm and was about to use the same method to execute him when he heard a strange noise coming from the roof next to him. He couldn't help but look up and saw a young man with a broad knife behind him coming from four meters away. Duo Gao Roof jumped down, landed on the ground, let out a long breath, and had no intention of leaving.

The red-turbaned man was stunned for a moment, then said coldly, "Kid, if you don't want to die, get out of here!"

Du En slowly pulled out the broad knife from his back, and a chilling haze gradually enveloped his indifferent face, "Yes... someone will definitely die today."

In an instant, the white cloth strips of the broad knife fell off, and a suffocating cold light came out from the red and black blade.

The red-turbaned man's pupils suddenly dilated, reflecting a terrifying sight. As the huge blade flashed, before he had time to react, his stiff body was forcefully shot into the wall.

The men who rushed quickly from behind were also accurately wiped on their necks by the blade of the black broad knife, and puffs of blood suddenly spurted out like spring water.

They covered their necks that could no longer speak, and their bodies collapsed weakly.

drip...

Blood slowly fell to the ground along the blade.

Du En shook the broad knife slightly, and his voice was calm and not wavering, "I'm sorry, I can't turn a blind eye..."

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