The old navy's words were low and sonorous, which made the navy around them hide under the appearance of the pirates immediately become serious.

"Inform all the soldiers who are hiding, get ready, wait for our first wave to rise, it's time for them to strike!"

He slowly stood up, looked at the deep sea in front of him, and said lightly.

"Yes, Lieutenant General Novas!"

The soldier spoke up.

"Now, then, tell the vanguard that it's time to get started!"

Glancing at the pirates again, still immersed in Whitebeard's mighty strength, Novas sneered.

"I'm sure it's going to surprise them!"

"I believe so, Lieutenant General. ”

Behind Novas, a man with a hat and a knife at his waist said.

"Go ahead!"

"Yes!"

Silence returned to the surroundings, and Novas looked at the soldiers in front of him, despite the fact that they were free, and his heart was very confident. This time, although he brought few people, they were all the most elite soldiers in the navy. Compared to these undisciplined pirates, it is simply a world of difference.

"The Navy's road to clearing this sea surface will start here. ”

Novas said secretly in his heart.

Soon, all the plans that the navy had secretly deployed were ready.

Above the sea, the pirates still haven't left. The sensation and shock caused by Whitebeard made them unable to recover at the moment.

"With that kind of power, who can fight him?"

The pirates sighed. Originally, many forces, people who wanted to take advantage of this rare gathering opportunity in 10,000 years to come to the duel were in no mood for this.

Whitebeard's power makes the pirates silent and calms the sea.

Many people are speechless for a long time, not knowing what to say.

However, at this moment, in a remote corner, a pirate ship flying a strange flag quietly approached another pirate group.

"The Ferron Pirates, Captain Federer, have a bounty of 450 million Bailey, and the pirate powerhouses under their umbrella, adding up to a total bounty of 180 million on the whole ship. ”

At the bow of the Strange Flag Pirate Ship, a standing man muttered to the front.

"This knife starts here!"

"Pirates, the power of the navy, from this moment on, you will know!"

As the two ships approached, the man's eyes became colder and colder, and a faint wisp of killing intent emanated from his body, and behind him, more than a dozen figures stood, and each of them also showed a murderous intent.

There are not many people, but there is no doubt that these dozen or so people are all battle-hardened soldiers.

"What do you guys do?"

The closer they got, the more the Ferron Pirates gradually discovered the strange expressions and atmosphere of the dozen or so people on this ship.

No one answered him, and the sign on the strange banner, like a clown-faced skeleton, fluttered in the wind, exuding a dark humor and an eerie feeling.

Inexplicably, the people of the Ferron Pirate Ship were a little creepy.

"Draw your sword, something is wrong with this group!"

Federer's eyes were solemn and he whispered.

The crew members are also on guard and on the defensive.

The clown-faced skeleton pirate flag fluttered more violently, and the wind on the sea seemed to be stronger.

At this moment, the speed of the pirate ship accelerated, and suddenly, there was a sense of slaughter and ferocity of thousands of troops and horses.

Unconsciously, the two ships were already more than ten meters closer, and at a short distance, both sides could see every face on each other's boat.

"Who the hell are you?"

Federer drank again.

The group had murderous intent in their eyes, and their target was undoubtedly aimed at him, but what puzzled him was that he didn't know them at all.

"Federer, the hatred of ten years ago, have you forgotten?"

"Today, I finally ran into each other, how can I feel at ease if I don't kill you!"

On the clown-faced pirate ship, the man on the bow shouted.

His voice was unconcealed and spread throughout the sea.

Inadvertently, many pirates turned their heads.

"Ten years ago?"

Federer's face froze, then he became furious.

What a joke, ten years ago he didn't go into the water at all, just an ordinary young man in his twenties. You know, he's still young, but thirty-five or sixteen.

The memory of ten years ago, he is very clear, and he has no impression of the group of people in front of him at all.

But Federer didn't have time to say this, and the men on the clown-faced pirate ship were already leaping to their feet, and in the blink of an eye, they had already drawn their weapons and rushed to their own ship.

"Suffer death, Federer!"

"It's time to end the grievances of ten years ago!"

The cold words spread again, making the pirates slightly stunned, and there was already a hint of fun in their eyes.

"Kill them!"

Since he couldn't tell, Federer didn't explain, he roared angrily, ran, and prepared to meet the enemy.

However, what the Ferron Pirates didn't expect was.

Although the number of this clown-faced pirate group is small, its combat effectiveness and ferocious character are simply shocking.

Under the first wave of tentative attacks on both sides, it was just a face.

"Poof!"

A large amount of blood was thrown, and when Federer turned around, he already saw that he had two brothers with a bounty of hundreds of millions, who were cut directly from the middle with a knife, and the whole body was divided into two halves.

The indifferent foe strode out, blood stained from his boots, but his expression remained unchanged in the slightest, and he turned to look for his next target.

Don't say a word, don't show anything what's in your heart.

These dozen or so people turned out to be like the coldest and cruelest killers, which made people feel chills in their backs.

"Damn!"

Federer's expression was furious.

This group of people is simply inexplicable, and they draw their knives as soon as they come up, and they are not reasonable at all.

"Your name is Federer, with a bounty of 450 million Bailey, ten years ago he was just a civilian, but within a day, for some reason, he chose to go to sea to become a pirate. ”

"Then, in just ten years, you went from an honest and kind farmer to an executioner with a long knife in his hand and killing people without blinking. ”

The young man at the bow of the boat came to Federer at this moment and slowly drew the long knife at his waist.

The blade was pitch black, not ordinary at first glance, and as the long knife came out of its sheath, Federer even felt a cold sharp breath that stabbed his body.

"I don't know you at all!"

Federer gritted his teeth.

The young man shrugged, as if agreeing, as if in denial.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Federer exclaimed.

"According to the order of the superiors, the Ferron Pirates, not a single one will be left!"

The young man raised his head, the long knife was all unsheathed, and said in a cold tone.

When Federer heard this, he seemed to have figured out something in a blink of an eye, and his eyes were full of shock.

"Are you?!"

His face was full of incredulity, and he wanted to shout out the answer.

But, it's too late!

The young man stepped forward, then swung his knife quickly.