Pirate's Swordsmanship Supreme

Seeing this scene, Anthony shrank back behind Qia and Qiya. Gary, holding the iron box with both hands, wanted to see what his captain meant before deciding to take action.

Just a few hooligans who can't stand on the stage!He really didn't pay much attention to it.

Qi Ya did not rush to take action, but paid attention to the surroundings. After seeing that he was not the only one who was in trouble, he looked at the common characteristics of the people in front of him who were in trouble.

Most of them were dressed simply, young, old, women and children, and some were men like Gary and himself who could not be called strong.

If this matter had not come to him, Qi Ya felt that he would most likely turn a blind eye when seeing these situations.If you really can't stand it anymore, you may follow your heart and mind your own business.

It's just that now that he himself has become the one being persecuted, there doesn't seem to be one or two chivalrous people among the people around him.

It is impossible to pay money. Fighting violence with violence is the best way to subdue these guys.

This series of reactions is long, but from the moment the bald man spoke to the moment Qiya put his hand on Garcia's sword hilt and prepared to take action, it only took a moment.

At this moment, a gunshot rang out in front. With this loud noise, the originally bustling venue became empty in just a few minutes, leaving only a group of hooligans and trapped victims. .

The source of the gunfire soon appeared in everyone's sight.

It was a man who was also about two meters tall, had a pair of long legs, wore a dark blue striped suit, and had a male look from the neck down. He looked to be around 0 years old, and was followed by more than a dozen armed men. Navy soldier.

The man in the suit maintained his posture of holding a short-handled flintlock gun, pointing it at the sky and shooting, while his eyes fell on the paved road.

At this moment, a few wisps of smoke could still be seen rising from the muzzle of the gun.

"Who gave you scumbags the right to run wild on my territory?"

The man in the suit still maintained a posture that he thought was very attractive, and a cold and deep voice came out of his mouth, and then spread to the ears of everyone present.

"Great, the navy is here for us"

Qi Ya heard several similar words from the persecuted people around him. He glanced at the tall man in a suit with a baby face and a watermelon hair, and then turned his eyes to the calm-looking man in front of him. The bald man stayed on the body for a few seconds, and it felt like the two groups were acting together.

I have never heard of local gangsters being caught by regular law enforcement agencies while committing crimes and not running away or panicking.

What happened next was even more eye-opening for Qi Ya. He saw the baby-faced man in a suit, tired of raising his gun, rubbing his arms and leading the navy soldiers behind him to the front of the group. .

The group of five people were easily tied together. The baby-faced man in a suit bowed at 90 degrees and said to the victim, an old man, a boy and a woman:

"It is my dereliction of duty that I have frightened you all within my jurisdiction, Colonel Zach. Please forgive me!"

The three people in the group were probably frightened out of their wits by the previous situation. After seeing a naval colonel not only leading people to rescue them, but also bowing and apologizing to themselves, they were moved beyond measure.

Similar scenes were repeated in each circle of people. When Qi Ya and the others arrived, the bald man and his younger brother were obediently disarmed and joined the group of people who were bound.

"It is my dereliction of duty that I have frightened you all within my jurisdiction, Colonel Zach. Please forgive me!"

Colonel Zak bowed deeply in front of Qi Ya and the three of them, and used the same rhetoric again.

Qi Ya looked at the other person's flaxen watermelon head, and he was sure in his heart that these two people were just acting, so naturally he couldn't feel any gratitude.

However, I thought that the other party was a branch colonel, and he was probably the kind of person who had all the power. I still had a reward to pay, and I didn’t plan to cause any more trouble, so I smiled and said:

"The Colonel is really a role model for young cadres in the navy. There are not many people like you who can be so generous and friendly to the people while handling busy affairs."

After hearing the flattery, Colonel Zach had a bright smile on his face towards the ground, but he immediately stopped his smile, straightened up with a solemn expression, and said righteously:

"Little brother, what you said is a bit wrong. People like me are just ordinary members of the navy."

"Our navy is full of talented people. Except for a few rat turds, everyone is a good and dedicated navy."

Qi Ya smiled and complimented the other party a few more times. He could even talk about this free thing for an entire afternoon without any psychological burden, but he still had a lot to do at this moment.

Seeing that the other party's show had come to an end, and there were no ordinary people around who were being bullied by bullies anymore, he went to the other party and said straight to the point:

"Colonel, I have a few pirate heads here. I wonder if you are responsible for exchanging the bounty."

"A pirate's head?" Colonel Zach couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this. The two eyes on his baby face looked at the three of them from left to right.

There was a guy with bandages all over his body, and it was impossible to tell whether he was a boy or a girl, a good-looking young man dressed as a swordsman, and a **-year-old black child dressed simply.

Even if such a combination were lucky enough to get the pirate's head, the reward wouldn't be much higher.

After pondering for a moment, he called out a naval soldier from behind and ordered:

"Brown, you take them to the base to receive the reward. I will patrol here to maintain stability."

After the naval soldier named Brown saluted and said "yes", he politely led Qia and the three of them towards the naval base.

The soldier didn't say much. Qiya felt that his current interaction with the Champagne Navy was limited to this exchange of bounties, so he didn't say much either.

After passing through the troubled area and passing through several quiet roads, about 10 minutes later, the outline of the naval base appeared in the eyes of several people.

It was a tower-like object that was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. It looked like a cooling tower of a nuclear power plant. The tower was painted with a camouflage-like pattern and had many windows. There was a navy's unique seagull logo printed on it. On the top of the tower, except In addition to flying navy flags, there were also several artillery pieces lined up.

When Soldier Brown led the three people near the base, the four guards at the gate turned their attention to several people.

One of them, who probably had a good relationship with Brown, smiled and asked about the situation.

After Brown simply told the truth, another sailor looked at Qia Ya and others and said in a teasing tone:

"Today's young people are becoming more and more amazing. They can even get pirate heads with bounties on them!"

These sailors are ordinary lower-level soldiers. They wear a navy hat with a seagull logo on their head, a white short-sleeved shirt, a blue tie like a red scarf around their neck, and a long dark blue tie on their lower body. pants.

With such an outfit, even if Lieutenant General Garp puts it on, he will probably give off a weaker aura.

In short, in Qi Ya's view, these people are actually no different from walk-ins. At this moment, facing the elders' ridicule, he just maintained a smile that made it difficult for people to find fault, and neither refuted nor To talk back.

The few people teased for a while, but when they saw that this was the only reaction they received, they suddenly felt bored and put Brown in together with the three of them.