Chapter Seventy-Five: I Am Mr.5, a subordinate of the 'Seven Martial Seas' Klockdahl
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Simba's three subordinates were completely eliminated by the war dragon's triple attack without even saying a word.
The war dragon didn't even use any fruit abilities, just relying on their own strength, and in his opinion, these people were not as good as an ordinary navy who had just joined the army.
"You... Who the hell are you? My brother is the supreme commander of the naval garrison here, and if you dare to kill all my men, my brother will not let you go. ”
Simba felt his voice tremble a little, but he still resisted the fear in his heart, he believed that after he reported his brother's name, the war dragon would never dare to kill himself.
"Oh, the supreme commander of the naval station, do you know who I am? offend me, even your brother will have to walk around without food. ”
The war dragon began to prepare to pull the tiger skin and pull the banner, showing a cruel smile as he walked towards Simba.
Simba could clearly feel a terrifying killing intent enveloping him, and he knew that this guy in front of him was really going to kill him.
"Bastard, what are you going to do? My brother is a commodore in the Navy, if you dare to touch me, my brother will not let you leave Alabastan alive. ”
Simba was really scared, and while retreating, he wanted to use words to deter the war dragon from advancing, but it was obvious that the war dragon didn't eat this.
Eventually, Simba couldn't bear the terrifying pressure of the killing intent, and as soon as he turned around, he was about to snatch the door out of the tavern and leave the tavern.
However, as soon as he turned around, before he pushed the door out, he found a figure in front of him instantly, when he saw this figure clearly, the whole person's mind was blank, and he involuntarily took a few steps back, and in the process of retreating, his body was unstable, and he sat on the ground of the tavern.
The war dragon turned his back to the door of the tavern, and looked down at Simba, who was trembling with fear, with a cold expression.
"Why? Do you want to leave?"
As soon as he bent over, the war dragon held it up above his head with one hand, and his fingers slowly and forcefully closed, just when Simba was completely powerless and was about to die, the war dragon smashed it to the floor.
This time, the war dragon used dark energy and did not let it die immediately, but the bones in his body were broken by more than seventy percent.
In Simba's terrible screams, the war dragon dragged him to a fairly neat table in the tavern like a dead dog, and after dropping it at his feet, he called the tavern owner over.
"What do you command, this guest?"
If it was normal, the boss would have persuaded Zhan Long to leave quickly, but at this time, he hoped that Zhan Long would not leave too quickly, otherwise the navy would not find the murderer and would definitely take him out.
At this time, there were only three people left in the tavern, Mr. 5 in the form of a war dragon, the owner of the tavern, and Simba, who was completely crippled, and of course, the war pigeon in the corner, but it was not a human.
As for the others, they ran away as early as when the war dragon pinched Simba half to death, and few people dared to join in such a lively situation.
"The best sake,... Don't worry, with me, it won't affect you. ”
Zhan Long could see the tavernkeeper's concern, and after thinking about it, he comforted him.
With the guarantee of the war dragon, the owner of the tavern was obviously relieved, as long as there was a murderer, then the navy should not be looking for trouble, and it would be better to break some money and eliminate the disaster by himself, which was better than being wanted by the navy.
The wine and food were soon served, and the war pigeon, who was still hiding in the corner, instantly put all his fears behind him after seeing the large piece of barbecue in front of the war dragon's table, and pounced on the table with the momentum of a vicious dog, and began to feast, which frightened the innkeeper and almost dropped the soup in his hand to the ground.
Looking at the gobbling up posture of the war pigeon, the war dragon was angry and funny, and he really didn't understand how a pigeon could like to eat barbecue so much.
Strange to say, the war pigeon doesn't eat anything other than barbecue, just like Ah Jin now only eats fried rice, which has become a quirk.
I don't have time to pay attention to this quirk of the war pigeon, and the war dragon is still ready to fill his stomach first.
Just when the man and the bird were about to eat, the owner of the tavern came running.
"This guest, the outside has been completely surrounded by the navy, do you think you let Master Simba go first?"
After listening to the tavernkeeper's words, Zhan Long looked him up and down, Zhan Long was a little curious, seeing that the tavern owner was not a brainless person, how could he say such a mentally retarded thing.
Things have come to this point, even if he lets him go, can the other party let him go?
"Bang!"
At this moment, the door of the tavern was kicked away, and it could be seen from the scattered sawdust that the strength of the attacker was very good, and judging from the direction from which the sawdust was shot, the opponent's control ability was also very good.
Seeing the kicked door shooting towards him, the war dragon hurriedly put his foot under Simba's body, and with a slight pick, he appeared between himself and the door panel that shot from him.
"Bang!"
The fierce impact caused Simba to spurt out another mouthful of blood, and the door panel that shot out again shattered into sawdust due to Simba's blocking, and Simba fell at the feet of the war dragon again, moaning in pain.
"It seems that your brother doesn't care about your life or death at all!"
After taking a large sip of the delicious fish soup, Zhan Long said to the painful Simba with a teasing expression, while looking at the figure who appeared at the door of the tavern.
Looking at the familiar navy uniform, as well as the navy coat printed with absolute 'justice', the war dragon felt that an irrepressible anger was about to erupt in his body.
"Are you trying to kill my brother? Now let my brother go, roll over and kneel and beg for mercy, cut off your limbs, I may give you a chance to live, otherwise, I will let you live rather than die." ”
The person who came was very indifferent, and at the same time he was very confident, giving the feeling to the war dragon that what he said should be an order, and everyone else had to do it, but he ran into the war dragon.
Glancing lightly, the war dragon lifted and lowered his right foot, a simple action, but the eyelids of the visitor jumped, but Simba was a ghost crying wolf, because the war dragon completely stepped on one of his legs with one kick, and the pale bone stubble was exposed.
"Get out of here, don't disturb me eating, or I'll kill him right now!"
The right foot was raised again, this time on Simba's head, but not forcefully stepped on, waiting for someone to choose.
"You... Stop, who the hell are you?"
After a moment's hesitation, the war dragon stepped Simba's feet, and the man hurriedly took two steps back, and before leaving the tavern, he still couldn't help but want to know what the origin of the war dragon was.
"Remember, I'm Mr.5, a subordinate of 'Seven Martial Seas' Klockdahl. ”
Suddenly, the war dragon showed a cruel smile, and at the same time as the words fell, his feet were forced, and with a 'poof' sound, Simba's head was like a rotten watermelon, and red and white things splattered out......