When watching the giant in front of them suddenly pinch the pirate's nemesis, the pirates around who were still thinking about whether to go to sea put down their work and rushed towards the dock in the next moment, because they knew that this was the best time for them to go to sea.

Of course, they were still very careful in the process, because they were also afraid of luring the burly man over.

Now when they face such a monster, they don't have the slightest ability to resist!

And their thinking is just like Smoker today, but their situation is a little different from Smoker.

When facing his juniors, although the Sith is relatively strict and very serious, the Sith generally does not kill him.

But that's not the case with the Sith's bunches.

Those cubs usually fight against those pirates in the new world, and they are either killed or injured when they shoot.

Of course, it is precisely because of this that the navy under the Sith is quite outstanding in battle, and its reputation is also quite strong, but if they really tell how many pirates have been caught by them, they generally can't say how many, and most of the pirates died of serious injuries when they were fighting them.

As for how many of them think they can survive after being treated, they don't care about those sailors, because those guys who are seriously injured or killed by them are pirates, and this is the profession, they are unforgivable, even if they insist on going to sea for their dreams, but their actions are to plunder things from other people's side, whether it is to defeat other pirates, or to plunder civilians, all the gold and silver are illegally obtained by them.

Pirates are evil.

That's what the Sith used to tell his men.

Whether they are dreamers, or true careerists, they are lawless people who subvert the normal order of the entire sea, they are evil.

This is the definition that the Sith has given them, and it is also the answer that these navies have learned from their experiences over the years.

And it is precisely because of this that the group of sailors under the Sith is also called ghost soldiers, and the ghost soldiers pass by, and the living retreat.

However, this is the East China Sea, the world before the Great Voyage, or even the world before Paradise, the real Paradise, so how can pirates who are about to go to sea now or who have not yet gone to sea know those guys.

"Hey, I'm being caught by you like this, those pirates I'm keeping in this town are probably going to sea, do you know how much garbage will be in these guys?"

"Of course I do."

Sith stood up, looked in the direction of the docks, and cocked his mouth slightly.

"That's why I'm here alone."

Sith picked up his fishing rod again, slung it on his shoulder, and looked at his junior with a smile on his face.

"That's why my men arrived later than me, and they're probably about to lock down the entire dock by now."

seemed to feel the slaughter in this man's eyes, and Smoker knew that even if this man was smiling, his heart was still full of so-called surging killing intent.

"All pirates have great sins, and if you don't want to die, then ask him to pay the price of a lifetime imprisonment for his momentary or long-term impulses in the city."

Bang~~~

It was the sound of artillery.

Ping-pong ~~~

It was the sound of weapons clashing.

In such a situation, Sith put down the junior in his hand and looked at the Smoker in front of him, who had already broken out of the name of the White Hunter.

"Smoker, you know that the world is very wide, whether it is the world of pirates or the world of the navy."

The smile on Sith's face disappeared as he looked at the man who had regained his footing and calmed down the emotions stirring in his heart.

"So, are you ready now?"

Watching the guy pat the dust that didn't exist on his body, he asked such a question.

This time, however, the Sith's questioning got the response he wanted.

"Of course, you bastard brother, I've worked out a lot to fight you."

In an instant, the white mist was filled, and the man turned into a white mist in the next moment, and the smoke that even the so-called rain could not suppress had slowly generated from the man's body, but compared to the ridiculously weak impact before, this time, the man's impact had a considerable quality.

"I've been training for quite a long time."

The white mist was originally a very light thing, but at this moment, countless white mist and white smoke were suppressed in a small space by this rough man with some scars on his body.

"That's a good skill."

The Sith narrowed his eyes.

In the next moment, out of respect for his junior brother, he held the stone stick in his hand in his hand, just like the posture of waving the stone stick in his hand when he exercised before, and the Sith stood casually.

It's just that Sith's posture has almost made Smoker burn, because in his eyes, his move is enough to make his senior brother serious.

And that's enough, that's enough.

Smoker grinned, more smoke coming out of the two cigars in his mouth, and the small space in his hand shrank once more.

"Give me a pick, White Heavy Smoke."

Smoker's furious white smoke eruptor behind him kept approaching the man, but because of the fact that Smoker's energy was a little too exhausted by using this trick, his body was already a little weak, but even if Smoker was already in a daze, he seemed to hear the man's laughter in a blur.

"Smoker, the name of your move is still like this, so that people can understand your attack method at once, and your personality is still so straight!"

However, what Smoker saw was the stone stick that filled his eyeballs.