Chapter 906 How About Making Them?

As for Kuro...

In fact, he didn't think about it that much. What he thought of immediately was to call the person first according to the favor.

But on the way to fly, he came back to his senses.

I just thought about it and decided not to report.

After all, this is a matter caused by the power of Qibuhai that he coordinated. It is a private matter and cannot be promoted to the Navy headquarters.

War is a thing that kills people when it is fought.

Firstly, Kuro didn't want to start a war, and secondly, he shouldn't start this war by himself. That was the decision of the headquarters.

But first of all, Pizarro cannot be robbed in his hands, otherwise, his face will be lost.

But if this matter involves the entire navy, if Pizarro is still robbed, it will lose the face of the entire headquarters.

That time with Whitebeard, both the principal criminal and Whitebeard stayed there, no matter how much they paid, they stayed there, without losing the navy's face, if they were robbed, it would be the rampant madness of the entire pirate.

Think about it, catch a pirate and execute it publicly, and then the pirate is taken away under the watchful eyes of the 100,000 navy of the headquarters...

It's really not just a matter of losing face, it affects the morale of the navy itself, the distrust of the world, and the contempt the pirates have for the navy.

How could this happen.

"You really gave me a big problem! Joe Rudolph!!"

Kuro, who was flying in the air, gritted his molars and said, the flying speed caused his hair to be messed up, and there were bursts of explosions in the air.

...

G-314 Naval Branch, in the navy's port square, a large number of navies surrounded a huge monster in the center, pointing their guns at that side, with a dignified body.

The nearby ships were also activated, and the naval guns or cannons on the warships aimed at the people in the central square.

As long as there is a change, they will attack.

The people in the central square have sharp double horns on their heads. I don’t know whether they are decorations or natural. Their arms are like metal. There are metal rings on their dark arms, which seem to be able to rotate, like rings. Same.

He was tightly bound by a large chain, with scars all over his body, kneeling there.

The evil king, Avalo Pizarro.

The captain of the fourth ship of the Blackbeard Pirates, the notorious big pirate in the New World.

"Hahahaha, I was handed over to the navy meow!"

Pizarro laughed loudly, and said to Rudolph next to him: "Hey, catfish over there, is it really nice to hand me over to the navy? The admiral will come to rescue me, such a small naval base, you and Your subordinates will be reduced to pieces with the naval base here, why not surrender, you defeated me, you are very strong, I can suggest to the admiral not to hold you accountable. Admiral, I really like the strong meow!"

"What I want, Blackbeard can't give it." Rudolph said lightly.

"That's a pity, meow." Pizarro laughed, "Then you'll just die here."

"Hey, show some respect, Pizarro! This is a naval base!" The base chief yelled, "Don't talk to me!"

Pizarro grinned ferociously, his whole body trembled suddenly, and the trembling chains rattled violently.

The sound made the navy take a step back collectively, gulping their saliva in unison, cold sweat appearing on their faces.

"Ha ha ha ha meow!" Pizarro smiled triumphantly.

"Tch, are these guys really useful?"

Beside the center surrounded by the navy, a murloc with a jagged nose curled his lips and said disdainfully: "That's it, I can kill them all by myself. Is this kind of navy really worth our service?"

"Taylor!" Dagon frowned, "This is where the Navy is."

"originally..."

"Okay, talk less, didn't you hear what they said, that man is on his way." Rudolph interrupted Taylor.

Taylor pursed his lips, turned his head to the side, and the disdain on his face was clearly visible.

How strong can that golden dragon be? Can he still be as strong as Boss Rudolph? He doesn't believe it.

You must know that Abaro Pizarro is not the opponent of his own boss, and they solved the other pirates on that ship.

The No. 4 ship is now outside the base, tattered, full of their battle tracks, if they didn't need a ship to pull this Pizarro, they would have sunk the ship long ago.

"that..."

Rudolph said at this time: "I'm sorry, can I let my people rest, I just went through a battle, and my people were also injured."

In addition to the four of them, there were also some murloc masters who participated in the battle, but they were all injured to varying degrees, and they are here now.

It's not that they want to stay in this square, but they have no choice, because the naval base refuses them to enter, so they can only stay in this port square.

And Rudolph had to watch Pizarro, lest he continue to recover his strength and run away.

The head of the base pondered for a while, then shook his head and said, "You are not allowed to enter the base, but for medical treatment and food, we will send someone to treat you for the sake of arresting Pizarro."

"Hey! Stop joking!"

Taylor was furious, and stared at the base chief, "We caught this man, why don't you go to your base to rest now! You are so weak, so don't show off here, without us, you can't even keep an eye on Pizarro." Can't do it!"

"Taylor!" Rudolph frowned and called out.

"Boss Rudolph, I can't bear it anymore!"

Taylor glared at the base chief, "We worked so hard, even the boss, you were injured before we caught Pizarro, and then handed it over to these navies for nothing, but they didn't even let us in! Why, obviously It’s just a group of weak people, as long as we want, we can do whatever we want, why should we do this! They won’t let us in, so we can do it ourselves!”

"Meow? Is there internal strife?" Pizarro looked at Taylor, with a widened smile on his face, looking like he was watching a good show.

Rudolph sighed and persuaded: "We must abide by the rules, Taylor."

Taylor's eyeballs were bloodshot: "I don't want you to be looked down upon, boss!"

Taylor is really angry.

They are so powerful, and now they are also surrounded by this group of marines. They obviously captured a big villain and should have been treated as heroes, but what is the difference between the attitude of the navy and the humans they encountered!

In that case, in that case...

"Then it's better to let Pizarro go. Let's take refuge in Blackbeard. At least we can live comfortably and happily. Let these navies who look down on you pay the price, let them..."

"How about letting them?"

"Let them die..."

Before he finished speaking, Dagon suddenly elbowed Taylor on the mouth, knocking him backwards, and a tooth flew out.

"Brother Dagon!!"

Taylor looked up from the ground and looked at Dagon in disbelief.

He was actually beaten? !

After so many years, when was he ever beaten by his compatriots? Is Dagon going to fight his own countrymen now just for some navy? !

It's just that when he looked up, he found that something was wrong, because Dagon wasn't looking at him at all, but was staring at the sky, his pupils constricted, as if he had encountered a formidable enemy.

Bessemer on the side looked almost the same, but with his head down, cold sweat dripping down.

In the sky above, a man wearing a white cloak and golden formal suit appeared there. As the breeze blew the hair and cloak, the golden clothes seemed to be shining under the sun.

The man looked down at Taylor with his head down.

"How about it, keep talking."

The voice was very soft, but in Taylor's ears, it inexplicably made him shiver from the bottom of his heart.