Seeing Searle's appearance clearly, several merchants began to compete with each other, bidding higher and higher, hoping to buy Searle.

Gemmer also touched his chin, carefully looked at Searle in the picture for a long time, and then looked at the defeated guards around him, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"It seems that it is still a hot item, so if this is the case, then I will meet you personally, I hope you don't disappoint me too much." Gemmer muttered to himself with interest, as if he had found something interesting and novel: "Inform Boss Pike that there's an interesting guy at the base, and maybe the people above will be interested." ”

"Yes!" The guard immediately answered, and then left the hall.

Hearing Gemer's words, several businessmen looked at each other: "Didn't you say you would sell it to us before?" Why did it suddenly change? ”

"No, no, no~" Gemo raised his finger and shook it, and said with a solemn expression: "I was talking to you about business before, but now I am not qualified to speak." ”

"What do you mean?"

"That said, the ownership of this navy will be decided by Boss Pike himself." Gemmer said meaningfully.

At the mention of Pike's name, the merchants closed their mouths, for the cold man, there was no room for bargaining, and the decision made by that man was an iron law!!

"Blue ~ Blue ~ Blue ~"

The phone bug rang, and Gemmer shrugged his shoulders and took the phone bug out of his arms.

"Listen to Gemmer, you immediately lead people to attack, at all costs, take the target, hear clearly, you must be captured alive!" A cold voice came from the phone bug, and his voice was as sharp as winter, which made people shudder to listen to.

"Yes!" Gemmer nodded yes.

After hanging up the phone, Gemer took off his coat and said to the merchants, "There may be a battle here next, are you sure you want to stay here?" ”

"We'll go right away, and we'll talk about the deal later." The fat merchant hurriedly replied.

"Yes, Rousseau is right, let's get out of here!"

With that, several businessmen hurriedly left the hall.

"What a bunch of cowards!" Gemmer scoffed.

"Oh no, the sea ~ navy destroyed the monitoring phone bug!" The guards hurriedly ran in.

Gemmer's eyes froze, and his face was a little ugly.

"Damn! Gather the rest of the team right now, and I'm going to take matters into my own hands. Gemmer flicked his right hand at the target on the wall.

With a whoosh, several throwing knives were fixed on the target.

At the first moment of Gemmer's order, several groups of guards came into the hall, about forty or fifty people.

The other side

"It's too weak." In the passage to the fourth floor, looking at the guards who were shooting at him, Searle didn't bother to do it directly.

The Force around him wrapped up the enemy in front of him in a single breath, and with the sound of bone cracking, all the guards present were killed.

"It doesn't seem that there are any strong people!" Serb dug his nostrils in boredom, glanced around, and continued walking.

"Bang~"

Serge kicked the door open in the aisle.

"Ah~"

"Don't come here~" Screams came from inside with a violent scream.

Searle tilted his head and glanced inside, a room the size of a large hall, with hundreds of shabby-clad people huddled inside.

"Well, it's here!" Serge nodded in satisfaction.

This is the base camp of the slave trade association, how can you not even see a single slave, it turns out that they are all locked up here.

"Don't be afraid, I'm in the navy, and I'm here to save you." Searle gestured to his clothes.

Well, the clothes were even shabby than slaves, and the black suit was full of bullet holes, especially the part of the chest that was almost shattered.

Serge hurriedly turned his back to the slaves, revealing the word justice on his coat and said, "You see, I am a real navy, and it is Fisk, the leader of the rebels, who asked me to save you." ”

The mention of the rebels and Fisk's name stabilized the mood of the slaves.

"What you said is true?" A young man stood up.

"Of course, look at this." Serge took out the cards that Fisk had given him from his pocket and handed them to the young man.

The slaves gathered around.

"It is indeed Fisk's Big Brother thing, thank you for risking your life to save us."

The young man bowed deeply to Searle.

"You're welcome, this is what I should do, you can take everyone down quickly, the guards below have been cleared by me, if nothing else, the rebels should already be down there."

Serge lowered his head and looked at these slaves gently, from today onwards, they were free!

"I~We... Some of the young people couldn't speak.

"What's the matter, just say something!"

The young man pointed to the black collar around his neck dejectedly: "With this thing, we can't run at all." ”

As soon as these words came out, the originally excited slaves fell silent.

"Oh, my memory is so bad, how can I forget this?" As soon as Searle slapped his head, the Force instantly spread out, seeping into the collar around everyone's neck in a moment.

"What is this?" Everyone wondered.

"Smack~"

The collar shattered with a sound and did not explode.

"Okay, everyone's free, you guys hurry down." Serge glanced at the stunned crowd and turned to continue walking towards the passage.

"Ah, freedom!"

"We're free!"

There was a cacophony of cheers behind him.

……

"Step~Step~Step~" There was an orderly footstep in the hall.

Hearing the footsteps approaching, Gemmer raised his eyebrows, and his face showed a little excitement: "The hunting game has begun!" You are not allowed to fight while you are fighting! ”

"Yes!" The guards were well aware of their boss's conceit, and immediately agreed.

Serge walked out of the hallway and into the hall on the fourth floor, where he turned his head to see Gemmer and the guards.

"Oh, I'll just say why no one is there in this paragraph, it's all here!" Serge said softly, not paying any attention to the enemy in front of him.

In the face of Serge's contempt, Gemmer didn't care, still looked at Serre with feverish eyes, and said excitedly: "You are very good, I can feel it, your aura is very strong, you are qualified to be my opponent." ”

"Oh, yes, alas, you're not qualified to be my opponent." Hearing this, the corners of Searle's mouth twitched slightly, and he smiled: "I've played enough of the game, I can't wait to meet your boss!" ”

"No, your path will stop here, and my freedom will end with me!" Gemmer said confidently.

"Well, if you want to hit you, hurry up, I don't have the time to kill time here."

"As you wish! Be prepared to pay the price for your arrogance! ”

As soon as the words fell, a streamer of knives flew out of Gemmer's hand and went straight to Serge's chest.

"It's this boring trick again."

The streamer in the eyes of others is like a slow flying knife in Searle's eyes, and he squeezes it in his hand casually.

"What?!"

"How is this possible? Lord Gemer's invincible throwing knife was caught empty-handed! ”

Gemmer himself wasn't too surprised, after all, it was just a tentative attack, and it was nothing.

"If it's just this level, then you'd better die sooner."

Before the words fell, Searle had already gathered a strong force and hit the guards.

"Elbaf's Spear ~ Heavy Country Meteor!"

Gemer's face changed greatly, and at the moment when Searle punched, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave all at once, his limbs were stiff, his whole body was cold, and an unprecedented sense of crisis struck, accompanied by an unimaginable sense of oppression, which made him unable to move for a while, and he could only watch the blue aura get bigger and closer in his sight.

"Boom~"

The hall on the fourth floor instantly became shattered, and Gemer, who was still passable, couldn't dodge this punch, let alone those miscellaneous fish, and he didn't even have time to scream, so he was wiped out of the air. The blue force castrated unabated, directly piercing the huge castle.

Wind! Breath Wave! Wallop! It was like a natural disaster.

In this way, after a long while, the impact of Searle's attack completely dissipated, and the hall at this time could no longer be called a hall, it should be called a ruin.

If it weren't for the solid frame support, I'm afraid the castle would have collapsed.

"Cut! Where is so much nonsense, sure enough, the villains all die from talking too much. ”

After finishing Gemmer, Serge continued to walk forward.

"You'll be able to meet the boss of this game soon!" A sunny smile flashed across Searle's face, and it was extremely bright.