Pirate: Trying 200 times harder, but too arrogant

G-1 branch training ground.

Bartolomeo took his younger brothers and trained with the marines of the branch. He was so tired that he was out of breath, but his momentum did not weaken at all.

The handsome mohawks on their heads are the motivation for them to run!

Kids, work harder, don't let others look down on us!

Mohawk is the best in the world!

Dazzling, very dazzling!

In the solemn atmosphere of the fortress, the Mohican phalanx became the most handsome boy, attracting the attention of all the sailors.

After hearing the news, many generals and commanders came to the training ground to watch. Everyone was stunned for a long time when they saw the colorful mohawks.

puff!

Many generals tried hard not to laugh.

However, not all generals and colleges can tolerate the ostentatious Mohican phalanx, and even think it is a blasphemy to the branch.

You guys stop!

The commander of the 10th Formation, Thousand Man Killer Youqimula, stopped in front of the Mohican phalanx, his scarred face full of anger.

He had just returned from his mission when he saw this outrageous scene.

Whose subordinates are you?!

hold head high?

Bartolomeo buttoned the earwax nonchalantly, then flicked it with his fingers, and the earwax bounced onto Yuchimulla's face.

Youqimula's pupils trembled. He raised his hand and touched his cheek. Looking at the earwax on his fingertips, his mind went blank.

But what's even more annoying is yet to come.

Hey hey hey, you ask whose subordinates we are?

Bartolomeo sneered arrogantly: It's none of my business. I won't tell you. If you can, come and beat me!

What?!

Yuchimulla's eyes were bloodshot.

Not only did she flick earwax on him, but she was also so arrogant and domineering!

It is tolerable, but what is unbearable!

I'm going to kill you!

Uchimulla drew his sword angrily, jumped up and rushed towards Bartolomeo, holding the knife in both hands and slashing at Bartolomeo's shoulder with all his strength.

Although he was extremely angry, the other party was a sailor after all. He had not lost his mind and wanted to kill him, he just wanted to teach him a lesson.

However.

Qiang!

The blade slashed in front of Ba Tuo and suddenly stopped. No matter how hard he tried, he could not cut off even a single cent.

Immediately afterwards, unimaginable force came back from the blade to his body. Unprepared, Yuchimura vomited blood and flew away, falling heavily to the ground.

silence!

Major General Yuchimura!

Uchimura's men rushed up, quickly helped Uchimura up, and looked at Bartolomeo with eyes full of anger and hostility.

Asshole, what did you do to Major General Yuchimura!

Several school officers rushed towards Ba Tuo, but when the fists, kicks and other attacks fell on Ba Tuo, they all vomited blood and flew away like Yuchimulla.

The sailors were all stunned.

They couldn't understand why the powerful Major General Yuchimura and his men were defeated by an ordinary sailor.

The eyes of the generals became solemn.

It's a person with abilities!

There is no doubt that that arrogant sailor is a capable person!

I just don’t know what kind of ability it is that can be so powerful that even Yuchimulla was defeated instantly.

Loya heard the noise and rushed over. He saw the general lying on the ground and the triumphant Bartolomeo. How could he not guess what happened.

Bato, what's going on?

Hey, hey, hey, Colonel, that stinky guy with a scarred face attacked me, but I didn't fight back!

Following Loya, Bartolomeo also learned to be smart and shouted to the boys behind him: You all saw it, it was the guy who fell out by himself and it had nothing to do with me.

Yes, we all saw it!

That navy not only attacked Brother Bato without authorization, but also flew out on his own. He must have wanted to touch Brother Bato!

Hey, you all saw it too, right?

The boys started shouting and asking questions to the surrounding sailors, as if they were looking for witnesses.

There was a smile in Luo Ya's eyes, and he secretly gave Ba Tuo an approving look. He was indeed the soldier he brought out.

The sailors looked at each other.

Judging from the surface, it was indeed Major General Youqimula who struck first, and the green comb-headed man did not fight back at all.

Oh, I see!

Luo Ya suddenly understood, turned to look at Yuqimula who was being helped up, and asked coldly: They are my subordinates. May I ask who gave you the right to attack your colleagues without permission!

you!

Yuqimula's mouth was full of blood. He looked at the strange Loya and couldn't figure out who Loya was for a long time.

When did the branch have such a number one person?

But that doesn't stop him from being angry.

Your subordinates have violated military discipline. Of course I have the right to punish them!

Military discipline, what military discipline was violated?

Luo Ya narrowed his eyes. He had already expected this. The soldiers he led were so arrogant, which would definitely cause dissatisfaction among many generals.

I just didn't expect it to be so soon.

Hehe, a stepping stone to your doorstep.

Step aside.

Yuqimula pushed away the subordinate who was supporting him and glared at Loya, especially after seeing Loya's mohawk, he became even more angry.

They are indeed in the same group.

This is a military camp, not a chicken pen. You are so unique and ruining the atmosphere of G-1 Fortress. Do you still want to deny it?

Wait a minute, chicken? Although it feels a little impossible, I still want to confirm with you to prevent mishearing.

Loya's smile gradually disappeared, he raised his hands to push his hair up, and roared wildly: The chicken you are referring to, don't you mean my super stylish Mohawk!

What, did I say something wrong?

Yuqimula sneered and danced wildly on the edge of death: This is a military camp of justice, not a chicken pen. With such a ridiculous hairstyle, do you want to make the G-1 branch look embarrassed?

That's exactly what I thought.

Luo Ya tried not to laugh, and asked with a cold face: Mr. Major General, what is your name?

Yukimura!

Yuchimulla announced his name.

It turns out to be [Thousand Man Killer] Major General Yuqimula, whose name I have admired for a long time!

Loya cupped his hands, turned to Bartolomeo, and asked: Major General Uchimura just beheaded you, right?

Yes, Colonel.

Bartolomeo nodded like a chicken pecking rice. Although he didn't understand why Loya asked, it was fine as long as he cooperated.

Things are bad!

Loya's face was full of solemnity: This Major General Yuqimula is extremely powerful and has killed thousands of powerful enemies, so he is known as [Thousand Killer]!

Don't talk about killing people. Even if it is a mountain, Major General Yuqimula can easily cut it open. The cuts he makes when he swings his sword cannot even be detected by the naked eye!

He has killed you, but your bodies haven't noticed it yet. Although it looks intact on the surface, your bodies are covered in wounds!

understand?

ah? ? ?

Ba Tuo and his brothers were stunned for a moment and quickly reacted.

Ahhhh, my leg! My leg was cut off by Major General Yuqimula!

Ba Tuo was the first to lie down with a scream, holding his knees expertly and wailing and rolling on the ground. All the younger brothers behind him also lay down.

Ahhh, what a terrifying slash!

I'm going to die, I'm going to die, doctor, call the doctor!

It hurts so much, all the bones in my body are about to break!

Help, help!

More than two hundred people rolled and screamed, startling all the sailors.

Could it be that Yuqimula really killed these people, and the vomiting of blood and flying away just now was a side effect of the powerful move?

The generals who were watching were also stunned.

Where did these live treasures come from? The acting is too exaggerated.

Loya looked at Yuchimura with a sneer.

Major General Yuqimula, all my subordinates were severely injured by you. I will definitely report this matter to my headquarters. You can wait to be punished!

Also, we wear super stylish mohawks to pay tribute to Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel, but you call us ridiculous chickens. This is tantamount to criticizing and mocking Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel!

Major General Yuqimula, are you dissatisfied with Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel's hairstyle?

By the way, Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel is my senior brother, so I absolutely cannot swallow this breath.

Yuchimulla was speechless.

I didn’t, so don’t talk nonsense!

Damn it, why did he forget that Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel also had a mohawk.

Loya took a deep breath, and his angry roar echoed throughout the G-1 branch.

Senior Brother Flying Squirrel is not a chicken!

Today’s update is 8,000 words, which is really quite a lot.