Ten Days Turned Sky of the Pirate

"Nangong Yan, don't bully others too much. You destroyed most of the dark island, injured us for no reason, and now you want to steal money?"

"How can there be such a good thing in the world? Do you really think that we are easy to bully?" Jigula spat and pointed at Nangong Yan's nose and cursed. He felt so relieved, as if he had spit out all the bad breath he had received.please()

A sneer appeared at the corner of Nangong Yan's lips, the scarlet Sharingan rotated rapidly, and a powerful spurt came out, and a powerful illusion instantly penetrated Jigula's mind.

Jigula froze and felt that the scene in front of him suddenly changed.The people sitting next to him, the chairs, the table, the food on the table, and the surrounding soil all turned into bloody ghosts with ferocious faces and disheveled hair, all of which rushed towards him.

These people are old and young, the older is six or seventy years old, the younger is five or six years old; there are men and women, the men are handsome and sunny, the women are young and beautiful; there are various races, human race, fish man race, long-hand race, long-hand race, etc. The Foot Clan, the Snakehead Clan, the Little People, and even a Giant Clan.

The two giants next to him were wondering why Jigula suddenly stopped talking.In the blink of an eye, Jigula seemed to be half crazy. He retreated and sat down on the ground. He waved his hands randomly, his face was horrified, and he shouted words like "go away, don't want it".

His confidants no longer cared about Nangong Yan, and quickly went to hold down Jigula, but at this moment, Jigula seemed to be possessed by the giants, with amazing strength, and they couldn't hold him down for a while.

At this moment, the scene in front of Jigula changed into a narrow room with a fishy smell. A blood-stained operating table was in the room, and a dazzling lamp hung in the air.

Standing around the operating table were several young men wearing blood-stained white coats with indifferent expressions, holding various surgical tools. The anatomy tools were stretched out towards the naked young man who was lying on the operating table with his limbs fixed by iron rings.

The young man looked about [-]% similar to Jigula. He looked horrified and desperate and shouted: "Father, please save me. I don't want to die. I don't want to become a piece of organ placed in someone else's body."

Jigula's eyes were splitting, and he wanted to rush over to drink his favorite son, but found that his body could not move at all.

At this moment, the instruments in several hands fell on the young man's body and moved across his naked body. A heart-rending scream sounded, which was even more miserable when his balls were kicked out.

"Hehehehe... The organs in this cargo are of good quality, and they will definitely sell for a good price."

"Tweet, twitch, twitch... I think so too. Then we have to dissect it thoroughly and don't waste any of it."

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The room was filled with sinister laughter, accompanied by screams, wails, and roars. Jigula watched helplessly as his son turned into various tissues, organs, and fragments.

Then came his wife, daughter, other relatives and himself. The room was still the same, but the person responsible for the dissection had changed.

In the real world, Jigula was shaken, and his whole body was completely soaked with sweat. His face was horrified, his eyes were dull, and he stayed there like a fool. No matter how his confidants shouted, he remained motionless, as if he had lost his soul.

Nangong Yan looked at the other two kings with a faint smile and said, "You two, hurry up and have your meal. I'm afraid Boss Jigula will go crazy for a while before he wakes up. Let's talk about it when he wakes up."

Glancing at Nangong Yan's scarlet and evil Mangekyō Sharingan, the two of them felt a slight tremor in their hearts. They swallowed any objections they wanted to make and decided to wait and see what happened and see Jigurah's attitude after he normalized before deciding what to do.

The two of them have countless wealth. If they pay some baili to eliminate the disaster, the two of them would like it. They are afraid that Nangong Yan's lion will open his mouth and he will not be able to accept it when the time comes, and it will be difficult to get off the tiger.

Life is important, and so is money!

A quarter of an hour later, Nangong Yan and the others had almost eaten. The power of the Mangekyō Sharingan was exhausted, and Jigula slowly woke up.

Jigula looked around confusedly, as if he could no longer distinguish between the environment and reality.

When he saw Nangong Yan, Jigu La trembled, as if he saw a devil, and subconsciously kicked his legs, trying to stay away from Nangong Yan.

When Pietro Lufeld saw Jiguola's reaction, his face suddenly became solemn.

So afraid of Nangong Yan?What on earth did Nangong Yan do to make the king of the dark world, whose life was full of blood and blood and whose heart was as hard as iron, react like this?

"How's it going? Do you want to try again? I'll be a little tired this time to create a bigger and longer surprise for you." Nangong Yan's scarlet eyes stared at Jigula, and his face showed a bright smile. smile.

Jigula's complexion changed drastically, turning into an earthy color. He trembled all over and turned his head to avoid Nangong Yan's eyes. He was so fast that he even left an afterimage.

"No need... If you have any conditions, just ask for all my wealth."

Jigula's voice was hoarse, like sandpaper being rubbed, and full of fatigue.

Pietro and Lufeld looked at each other, their eyes filled with disbelief. Could it be that they experienced too many things today and were hallucinating?

"Hahaha, all the wealth? That's generous enough. It seems that you have learned your lesson."

"But there is no need for all the wealth, [-]%! [-]% of the dry stock dividends, and [-]% of myself will be transported to the Demon King Pirates every month."

"How is it?" Nangong Yan chuckled.

"Okay, I promise you." Jigula said without hesitation.

"Where are you two?" Nangong Yan turned his head and stared at Lufield and Pietro with a half-smile.

The two of them thought about it for a while, as if they had eaten a devil fruit, with ugly expressions on their faces: "Okay, [-]% or [-]%."

"That's right. Harmony brings wealth! Bailey is a thing that you won't take with you whether you are alive or dead. It's enough."

"With the wealth these three brothers have now, they can live comfortably for seven or eight lifetimes even if they rest for the rest of their lives. Why bother to be persistent?"

"Brother, although it seems like a robbery, it is actually not free. We will be a cooperative relationship from now on."

"Why are you so ignorant and causing trouble? Give me a call and I will fly right over and tie you up!"

"My phone number is 110119120. It's an absolutely beautiful number. It can save people from fire and water!"

"In the long run, with the support of the Demon Emperor Pirate Group that continues to grow rapidly, you will definitely not lose money and make huge profits!"

Pietro Lufeld nodded repeatedly with a stiff smile on his face, but in his heart he had already greeted Nangong Yan's eighteen generations of ancestors countless times.

Damn it...you can tell me the good and the bad of co-authorship. It's all on your side. Everything we say is wrong.

It seems that no matter what, it is us who make the profit and you lose... I have never seen such a shameless person!

As for Jigula, he has not yet broken free from the illusion. His mind is filled with scenes from the illusion. He sits on the ground speechless, dumbfounded, like a goose!

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