Chapter 210: Creek is arrested
"You, take it, and observe the movements of all the pirates around you."
"Remember, don't let any pirates go."
"My words, I need to get away for a while!" Adjutant General, said Ford.
In the four seas, on the border of the East China Sea, an army warship is slowly wandering in this boundless sea.
About 20,000 meters away from this warship, a pirate in golden armor waved his hands wildly, wandering at great speed on the sea.
Even, the pirate's face showed a look of horror.
It was as if there was something behind him that scared him.
After swimming about 10,000 meters, the pirate finally slowed down, turned his head behind him, and glanced around.
Seeing that the army warship had disappeared from his sight, the pirate slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
After relaxing, a touch of grief gradually emerged on the pirate's face.
"I miss the sea thief Creek, just a few minutes later, he still has the ability to run rampant in the East China Sea."
"Now, but"
Take a deep breath and exhale slowly.
Crick's eyes revealed a touch of incomparably obvious hatred, as well as a fear buried in the depths of his eyes that could not be dispelled.
"Army!"
"Hehe, I really didn't expect that the first time I headed for the new world, I was beaten back to the prototype by the army."
"However, it doesn't matter, in this part of the East China Sea, I will rise again."
"Don't give Creek a chance, if I grow up, if I become, as powerful as the Four Emperors of the New World."
"One day, I will be ruthless and return this hatred to the army tenfold."
Just as Crick, letting his guard down, full of hatred in his heart, was planning for the future.
A murderous voice sounded from behind Creek.
"Oh!"
"I heard, you want, revenge on the Army?"
"You're too arrogant, aren't you?"
"Who?!"
"Who is it? Come out for me! Hearing this voice, Crick's hair trembled, his back was cold, and his heart beat much faster, "Get out, get out of here!" ”
After experiencing Eagle Eye, the influence of that terrifying sword aura, Crick's mind was a little confused.
At this time, he is a soldier, no matter who is around him, he will choose to kill him.
Until, to Creek, escape.
"Come out?"
"Forget it, I still won't play with you, an ant, even if it's playing, it's not interesting!"
In Crick's sight, above the sea, Hawkeye's lieutenant, Ford, finally appeared.
Facing Creek, Ford slowly drew the long sword he tied to his waist.
Holding it on his chest, a slightly cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Subsequently, after Ford played a few sword flowers, the sword momentum emanating from his body became more and more dense and terrifying.
Although, compared to Eagle Eye, there are still a lot of gaps.
But, in the face of Creek, such an ant-like existence.
Hawkeye's lieutenant, Ford, he doesn't need to be serious yet.
Well, it's enough to play casually.
Ford treaded water, rolled his eyes, and swung his sword at Crick.
In the void, a sword qi was also formed.
Sword qi, about one meter long.
The power is quite extraordinary, and the lethality seems, although it is not very strong.
But, for Crick, such a presence is enough.
At this time, Crick's face was slightly hideous, and his facial muscles twitched from time to time.
In his eyes, the hatred became more and more obvious and rich.
"Ants?"
"Am I, in the eyes of the Army, just an ant that can be crushed at will?"
"Pathetic, alas!"
By this time, Crick had calmed down a lot, staring at the Ford in front of him, and the terrifying sword qi that was constantly attacking at extreme speed.
Creek, he suddenly moved.
Indeed, this time the enemy is still very strong.
However, Ford's extent is far from the extent of the Hawkeye.
Crick, he can move his body if he wants to.
In the sea, Crick waved his arms and moved quickly, trying to attack Ford.
However, in that void, the sword qi that attacked at extreme speed was much faster than the speed at which Crick moved.
The next moment, the sword qi bombarded the golden battle armor on Creek's body, and the battle armor shattered in an instant, lined up into several pieces, and sank into the sea.
And Crick, there was also an extremely deep wound on his chest, and blood was constantly gushing out.
Above the sea, Vice Admiral Ford watched this scene and frowned slightly.
Then, he looked at his right hand, which was holding the sword, and then at the hideous scar on Crick's chest.
I couldn't help but shake my head.
"Well, it seems, the shot is a little heavy?"
"He, probably wouldn't he die like this, right?"
Ford has some concerns about this.
In fact, Crick's death had no effect on Ford.
Just looking at Crick, Ford is a little upset and wants to take revenge on the Army?
Hehe, he doesn't pee on himself, there are a few catties and a few taels.
For such people, Ford prefers to take them to the Army Prison.
Let him stay at the bottom of the Army Prison, in the Blood Moon Purgatory, for a while.
Let's see if this kind of person will be so arrogant when the time comes.
Thoughts flew for a moment, and Ford took a few steps forward, grabbing Crick, who was about to sink into the deep sea, in his hands.
Then, in the direction of the location of the army warship, at an extremely terrifying speed, it moved forward.
Ford felt that the current Crick should still be saved.
Look at the chest area, the depth of the scar, and the amount of bleeding.
Ford did the math and thought he would go back to the Army warship and heal himself.
I think I can save it.
Death, for some, can be painful.
However, the word death, for Crick, is definitely happy.
Because, once rescued, let alone the lowest level of the Army Prison, the Blood Moon Purgatory.
Just a few floors above the Army Prison are enough to make life worse than death.
This kind of mental torture is definitely much more painful than death.
"By the way, what's this pirate called?"
"Until now, Ford didn't know what this pirate was called!"
Ford vaguely remembered that he seemed to have heard from other pirates.
"Chocolate, like?"
"No, no, is it Cris?"
"Acrylic rack?"
"Forget it, no matter how much it is!"
"Still, let's go back quickly!"
"Don't let the Hawkeye General, wait too long!"
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