People in One Piece are so good-looking

The rabbit-eared girl finished speaking.

The entire deck fell into silence.

Tiger silently rubbed the wine glass in his hand and did not answer, but it was obvious that he had acquiesced.

"Navy Headquarters?"

Lightning on the side scratched his hair, a little confused, "No way... We are not pirates, why would the navy come to arrest us?"

"Yeah yeah."

The rabbit-eared girl also nodded repeatedly, "Besides, the navy is different from those agents. There are more just and good people, right? When I first left Zuowu, I encountered an ocean storm, and a few navy uncles tried their best to save me... …”

"How naive, little one!"

Before she could finish her words, a thin old man with white hair next to her used his crutches hard and interrupted her angrily, "Justice? Damn! Are those navy worthy?"

"Twenty years ago, our entire village, consisting of hundreds of people, offended the royal family because we couldn't pay for food. We were all taken away on a slave ship and sold to the Celestial Dragons as slaves!"

"We encountered several warships along the way and desperately called for help. What was the result?"

"When the navy on those warships heard that they were slaves who were going to be sent to Mariejoia, they all acted as if they saw the plague and avoided it as much as possible. Even though we shouted at the top of our lungs and cried until our throats became hoarse, we did not look back!"

Mentioning the tragic events of that year, this old man who was over sixty years old trembled all over, and tears were already streaming down his face as he spoke:

"My daughter, my wife... and everyone in the entire village, more than 300 people, have not been able to survive. The only one who has survived now is the old man. If only one of those navy warships had chosen Interfering, how could it happen, how could it become like this..."

"That's right!"

"Bullshit justice!"

"The navy is just the lackey of the Celestial Dragons!"

…

The words of the white-haired old man resonated with many people around him.

Thousands of slaves.

Quite a few of them, like the old people, had hopes for the navy on the road of selling but fell into despair in the end, or they were oppressed by the navy in their hometown, and some of them were even slaves who were simply raped by greedy worms in the navy. , sold to the Tianlong people secretly with his own hands...

certainly.

There is also a small group of slaves who, like Lightning and the bunny-eared girl, do not have a bad impression of the Navy and subconsciously want to defend the Navy.

But when they saw the flying dragon hoof marks branded on their bodies, which represented shame, and then recalled the days when they were inferior to pigs and dogs in the Holy Land over the past few years, their eyes dimmed and they fell silent.

How can they argue?

Where can I find the face to speak out?

As survivors who successfully escaped, even though they have experienced countless hardships, they are still a very small group of people who are lucky enough. And the number of slaves who died in Mariejoia over the years is not just the number of thousands of them. Times, dozens of times?

Some teenagers were thrown into the Colosseum just because of the whims of the Celestial Dragons, and were forced to fight to the death with various ferocious beasts. In the end, they were devoured and their bodies were left intact;

There are also young girls who have just grown up, full of yearning for romantic love, but in the end they are used as horses to parade through the city during the day, and are subjected to all kinds of abuse under the lights;

There are also ignorant children who are cooked and fried just a few years before they arrive in this world, just to satisfy the appetites and appetites of nobles with noble blood and noble blood.

And the navy.

From the beginning to the end, he was aware of all this, but he turned a blind eye. Under the feet of Mary Joa, who was called a holy place but was actually a hell. Not far away was Marinevando, and the flag of justice was still flying everywhere...

How ironic.

"..."

Hancock lowered her head and huddled in the corner, pursed her lower lip, her face was as pale as paper. In her hand, she clutched a shabby old photo. The black-haired boy in it was smiling at the camera. His charm was enough to enchant thousands of people. girl.

This was five or six years ago, when she was abducted by human traffickers. When the woman was not paying attention, she secretly tore it out of the newspaper and hid it.

This is the idol she has admired since she was a child. It is also the only light that has supported her through all kinds of torture in the past five years.

From the dimly lit slave ship to the cage in the Holy Land of Mariegio, the girl fantasized many times that the man in the photo would one day, wearing a white cloak of justice, descend from the sky as a savior and save her and her sisters. Save this hell on earth.

Especially at the World Conference a year ago, she vaguely heard that the other party had proposed a navy marshal. As a representative of the navy, he would preside over the conference and would stay in Mariegio for more than half a month.

During that time, her anticipation reached its peak. Almost every night, she clutched this photo and prayed.

But day by day, hope failed again and again...

Until now, after two thousand days and nights, I finally escaped, but the man in my fantasy never appeared.

"elder sister."

The two sisters next to her didn't know how to comfort her when they saw her like this, so they could only pat her back gently.

Rao is so.

The imprints of the flying dragon's hooves on the back were still stinging.

"Ah……"

Hancock laughed to himself, his eyes finally seemed to have made a decision, and he used both hands to tear the photo into countless pieces.

Then I watched quietly as the sea breeze blew by, blowing up the fragments and scattering them to the sea, to the sky, to the sky. Under the setting sun, the man who was floating quietly, exactly like in the photo... …

Um?

Hancock was stunned and his eyes suddenly widened.

Is it... is it an illusion?

She was confused at first, but soon got the answer.

Because the man suspended in the sky had a very complicated expression at the moment, as if he was looking at her and the other slaves around him. Finally, he sighed softly and slowly landed downwards.

And on the surrounding decks, slaves screamed:

"Look, there is someone in the sky!"

"It seems like the navy?"

"No, it's flying over! Everyone, be careful and prepare to meet the enemy!"

…

Snapped!

Amidst countless exclamations, Nuo Xia landed gently on the collision bow of the ship, and the thunder wings surrounding him quietly dispersed.

There was chaos on the deck. The elderly and children, under the cover of their companions, hurriedly evacuated to the cabin behind.

The young and strong slaves took up weapons one after another and surrounded the bow of the ship as if facing a powerful enemy.

among the crowd.

Fisher Tiger's expression changed drastically at the first moment. He suddenly stood up and pulled out his long knife from under the table.

But when he rushed forward and saw the face in front of him clearly, he was slightly startled and froze on the spot.

"It's indeed the Navy!"

"And he seems to be a lieutenant general... Damn it! He is such a troublesome big shot right away..."

"The lackey of the Tianlong people! He actually chased him all the way here. Damn it, I will fight you!"

Many of the surrounding slaves showed grief and anger, and were about to rush forward to fight to the death. However, as soon as they took two steps forward, Fisher Tiger suddenly turned his head and shouted at a high volume:

"Everyone, don't move, stop it first!"

Although they had only been together for a day, Tiger already had a high prestige among everyone. When he roared out, the surrounding slaves subconsciously stopped their charge and turned to look at him.

"Admiral candidate, Mr. Hakuron Nosha..."

Fischer Tiger took a deep breath, stared at Nosha opposite him, and spoke in a low voice, "Did you appear here under the order of the World Government to arrest us and take us back?"

Nuo Xia did not answer immediately.

Ever since he fell, his eyes had been scanning the faces of the slaves behind Tiger. These tortured people who had finally escaped were looking at him with fear, resentment, and despair... …

There were also a very small number of people, probably those who had been imprisoned in the Holy Land in the past two years, who recognized him, and their eyes shone with disbelief and surprise.

Surprise?

Nuo Xia was full of thoughts, and finally withdrew his gaze and spoke softly: "I didn't expect you to know my name... Fisher Tiger."

"Now that you know me." He looked at Tiger, "Do you think I would do such a thing?"

"...I'm not sure, Mr. Bailong."

Tiger was so nervous when he saw him that he subconsciously clenched the blade in his right hand tighter and said in a hesitant voice:

"I have received your life-saving grace. If I were normal, I would naturally believe in the character of a man who dared to directly destroy the royal slave ship for the sake of a few slaves I have never met."

"But this matter has too much to do with it. Since the navy has even sent you, I'm afraid the World Government has already issued a death order..."

A life-saving grace?

It seems like this is the first time we have met. Have I saved you?

Nuo Xia glanced at Tiger with some confusion, unable to remember the chance encounter a while ago.

However, he has saved too many people over the years, so many that he can't even remember how many there were. It would be normal for Tiger to be saved by him by some mistake.

So he quickly shook his head and didn't bother to think about it.

However.

At this time, countless people were paying attention to his demeanor. This thought fell into the eyes of the slaves as soon as they shook their heads, and many people immediately felt a slight chill in their hearts.

"Is it true..."

Tiger's expression also darkened, but the next moment he seemed to have made up his mind, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that it is different from what I guessed. You are under a lot of pressure now and must follow the orders of the World Government. "

"Mr. Bailong!"

He took a step forward and said resolutely: "I am the main culprit behind Mariejoia's arson. The World Government must hate me to the core now. Just cut off my head and take it back to me! However, one person can do things alone. One person is responsible! The rest of the people on the boat managed to escape, so please let them go..."

"What are you talking about, Brother Tiger!"

The slaves roared from behind: "Who do you think we are? How could you sacrifice just one of you in exchange for everyone's lives!"

"Yes, and even if you voluntarily surrender, the navy will definitely not let us go so easily!"

"It's better for everyone to follow you and fight together! Anyway, you saved my life!"

"That's right, he's just one person, fight him!"

…

For a time, the crowd was excited and there was a situation on the deck that was out of control.

Some slaves who knew Nosha, such as the black-haired girl Hancock and her two sisters, wanted to argue to appease their companions, but the number was too small and they were soon drowned in the noisy wave.

at last.

It was Tiger who raised his arm and pressed down to stop the people around him.

"a bunch of idiots……"

The deck became quiet, and Fisher Tiger looked around at the unwilling faces around him. He couldn't help but feel moved in his heart, but he murmured with a wry smile on his face, "What stupid things are they talking about..."

Fighting with the white dragon in front of you?

That day at Fishman Island, he asked Jinbei and Aaron about Nosha's glorious achievements over the years.

He knew extremely well that, let alone thousands of slaves joining forces, even if the number of slaves increased ten to a hundred times, with hundreds of thousands of slaves fighting against one, there would be no suspense about the outcome.

In front of the world's top experts of this level, mere stacking of numbers means nothing.

There is no chance of success in resistance. The only hope can only be placed on whether the other party is willing to let them go, or whether they agree to use themselves alone to pay for their sins...

"One hour."

A faint voice came from behind at this time.

Um?

Tiger turned his head in surprise and looked at Nuo Xia.

"You have one hour."

Nuo Xia raised an index finger and said, "Change the direction immediately. Within an hour, head towards the southwest at full speed. I will arrange for the surrounding navy ships to leave the sea area. After night, you will be completely safe. I understand." ?"