I am the boss of Sakaki

Chapter 703: Scared Wutong Baby

When Hawke raised his whip again, pink telekinetic waves suddenly exploded in the humid air.

The rusty chain instantly wrapped around Hawke's right wrist like a living sea snake.

Hawke's hideous smile was still frozen on his face when he heard the sound of a chain breaking behind him.

Just as he was about to turn his head, his whole face suddenly hit the wet stone floor heavily. The smell of blood mixed with mildew burst out of his nose and rushed straight to his forehead.

Hawke struggled to get up, but his entire spine suddenly seemed to have all the nerves pulled out.

He watched his hands holding the whip twist into strange pretzel shapes, and his joints made crisp sounds like popping beans.

This is not the strength a human should have. It is more like being crushed inch by inch by the claws of a giant crab.

"You...are not Thor..." Hawke's prosthetic limbs kicked wildly, and the iron hooks scraped sparks on the bricks.

His scarred hand reached for the flintlock at his waist, but grabbed nothing.

At this time, the gun barrel was supported by a floating purple mist, and Haunter's big mouth, grinning from ear to ear, was faintly visible in the mist.

Then two scarlet spots suddenly emerged from the mist. The moment Haunter's long tongue penetrated Hawke's ear hole, the temperature in the entire cell dropped by ten degrees.

The mold grew wildly on the wall into the shape of a skull, and the rust on the iron chain turned into tiny drops of blood rolling down.

"Hiccup..." Haunter's big mouth opened to his ears, and Hawke's soul was torn into a translucent outline.

The thug who once pickled human heads with salt was now twitching like a carp out of water, his soul's hands scratching in vain at the gap between reality and the spirit world.

Sakaki casually pulled over Hawke's fallen eye patch and slowly wiped the blood from his fingertips.

As his leather shoes rolled over Hawke's limp body, sticky plasma oozed out of his seven orifices, winding into some kind of ancient runes on the damp wooden floor.

Hawke's body floated up, and the hissing sound of his soul being peeled away was like a red-hot iron block sinking into sea water.

Hawke's body was hanging in the air and twitching violently, with a sticky blue substance oozing out of his seven orifices.

When the translucent Hawke's soul began to scream, the real Hawke suddenly collapsed like a shed snake skin.

Finally, when Hawke's soul was branded!

Haunter then put Hawke's soul back into his body.

"You are more like a devil than a pirate." Shui Wutong, who had witnessed Sakaki's actions, his Adam's apple rolling, felt fear.

What if Sakaki had just done the same thing to him?

He couldn't help but shudder and his whole body was shaking.

Sakaki glanced at Shui Wutong and said, "It's just playing with souls. It's not a big deal."

"You have a lot of blood on your hands. Have you ever paid attention to the souls of those who died tragically behind you?"

Upon hearing this, Shui Wutong hurriedly twisted the only part of his head that could move and looked behind him.

But of course he couldn't see anything. After all, there was nothing behind him.

He doesn't have a soul either. If he kills too many people, he will have an evil spirit on him, which will fear the souls.

Just like someone said before, butchers are not afraid of ghosts.

"Are you kidding me?" By the time Shui Wutong reacted, his behavior had already been recorded by Sakaki.

He was a little embarrassed, but it was of no use.

Sakaki tapped his temple with his index finger and said, "It's okay. You need to learn more about the red flame pine and use your brain more. Otherwise, you will suffer a great loss sooner or later."

Shui Wutong was so angry that she was about to die, but she didn't know how to refute Sakaki.

Who made him be caught here, but Chiyansong was not here?

This means that he is indeed not as strong as the Red Flame Pine.

Thinking about what happened recently, the only way out was to use some verbal attack to help them escape.

The red flame pine did perform better.

No one knows who made Shui Wutong talk nonsense.

There's nothing we can do about this. It's a bit too fantastical. It's normal for people not to believe it.

Shui Wutong is afraid of Sakaki.

It’s bad enough that I can’t beat him, but I’m also really annoyed by being scolded.

It seemed like Sakaki was born to suppress him, which made him feel a little unhappy!

He lowered his head, showing his submission.

Sakaki smiled, then kicked the unconscious Second Officer Hawke.

This guy was unlucky. He originally thought that his situation was better than the first mate who was injured by the captain.

Who knew I would meet love the next moment?

In the end, he ended up in a situation even worse than the first mate.

After Sakaki kicked him a few times, he screamed a few times and slowly woke up.

The first breath Hawke took when he woke up was filled with a strong smell of rust, and he found himself lying in a pool of blood in a twisted posture.

The broken bridge of the nose cut the vision into scarlet fragments, and the knuckles of the right hand were bent in the opposite direction into the shape of starfish tentacles.

When he tried to prop himself up, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his spine as if thousands of needles were piercing him.

"Ironclaw!" Hawk roared through his leaky teeth and reached for the fifth silver-plated Poké Ball at his waist with his left hand.

But the metal surface that should have been cold was covered with black shadows. The figure of Haunter hanging upside down on the beam of the cabin was grinning at him. The shadows wrapped the six Poké Balls into cocoons, making it impossible to release them.

"Kill you!" How could Hawke, a quasi-king-level strongman, compromise?

He roared and kicked the ground with his oak prosthetic leg, and the iron hook scraped out dazzling sparks on the stone bricks.

The veins on his intact right hand suddenly bulged, and three poisonous needles hidden in his fingernails shot out towards Sakaki's throat.

This was a dirty trick he learned on an island. The tip of the needle was tempered with the deadly poison of agate jellyfish.

The air suddenly rippled, and the poison needle stagnated three inches away from Sakaki's Adam's apple.

Haunter poked half of his face out from the void, wrapped his long scarlet tongue around the poison needle and shook it gently, and those hidden weapons made of fine steel turned into iron filings and fell down.

Hawke's hideous smile froze on his face as he saw his reflection in Haunter's pupils twisted into countless screaming souls.

"Your action is not very smart." Sakaki stepped on the emblem on Hawk's back, and when he leaned over, the smell of blood on his collar was more piercing than the deep sea.

Haunter seeped out half of its body from the wall, and the throbbing soul threads on its claws were connecting every nerve of Hawke.

As purple mist filled Hawke's eyes, the guy suddenly started banging his head against the ground.

The kind that makes you want to smash your head into pieces.

It's not that Hawke wanted to collide, but his soul was experiencing a 360-degree tearing without any dead angle.

Two other people have experienced this pain.

Those two were at the king level, but they couldn't bear it, right?

"Stop! Please stop!" Hawk's wailing resonated with the locked Shui Wutong. He closed his eyes and dared not look anymore.

Help, as a pirate, how should I deal with this situation? How can I escape?

Waiting online, need a solution, urgent!

Sakaki didn't know what Shui Wutong was thinking, but he lifted Hawke's chin with the tip of his shoe and glanced at his cracked lips and pale cheeks:

"You should learn to be obedient now, right?"