A short time later, on the top floor of the fortress stood a tall, thin green-haired man, who looked down on the navy with a tyrannical look in his eyes.

"Jacob, there's someone up there." Serge whispered to Jacob.

Hearing this, Jacob raised his head and met the green-haired man's gaze.

"It's him! It's really him! Jacob trembled with excitement and held his saber tightly in his right hand.

Jacob's eyes were obscured by sunglasses, and no one else could see his expression, but Serge knew that Jacob was definitely murderous at this moment.

"Sharp Blade Pelles?" Searle licked his lips and stared at Pelce at the top of the fortress.

"Huh!"

Pelce jumped from the top of the fortress, his body like a feather, and he landed on the ground without making a sound.

"Navy, why are you here?" Pelce straightened his hair with his right hand, and there was no trace of panic in his expression, thinking that he should be very confident in his own strength.

"Do you still know my face? Pelles! Jacob took a few steps forward, took off his sunglasses with a trembling right hand, and said in a cold tone.

"Yo, your face is indeed somewhat familiar, especially your left eye quack." Pelce stared at Jacob in amusement and said, "What? Blind one eye is not enough? Is this time to send you to death? ”

"No, today I'm here for revenge, and the only one who dies here is you!" Jacob fought back his anger and gritted his teeth.

"Oh? So confident? Just by the level of your half-man and the quack of the sailors behind you. Pelce bent over and laughed.

With that, Pelce waved his hand towards the fortress, and hundreds of subordinates composed of human traffickers, thugs, and hooligans suddenly rushed out of the fortress.

"If you only have such a few people, then I can only regret to tell you~ You are dead!" Pelce retracted his casual expression, and said with murderous intent on his face: "If you go to hell, you must remember to repent of your stupidity!" ”

The atmosphere became solemn, and the number of people turned around, and the navy was clearly at a disadvantage, but the sailors seemed very calm.

"Alas~ I suddenly had a great idea." Pelce smiled evilly: "You have let go of so many of my slaves, then let you resist, and the thought that I will soon make you self-proclaimed righteous navy into lowly slaves, my whole body quacks with excitement." ”

The faces of the navy soldiers changed suddenly, how slaves existed, they could not know more in their hearts, it was more painful than death.

Serge walked up to Jacob with an unchanged face and said calmly, "Are you provoking us?" What a boring trick! ”

"Oh? Anger you? Yes or no, the ending is the same anyway. Pelce stared at Searle and sneered, "It's really a good body, if I sell you, I will definitely be able to sell it for a good price." ”

"Yes, Boss Pels, let's hurry up and arrest them, so many navies are definitely enough for us to make a fortune." Pelles' men shouted uncontrollably.

"Quack, don't talk about it so much, you rural navies are still honestly tied up." Pelce looked like he was sure of the navy and said, "Next, let you taste the taste of fear!" ”

After saying that, Pelce shook his arms, and his palms turned into blades and rushed towards Searle and the others.

Facing Perce, Jacob drew his saber from his waist and prepared to meet him.

"His opponent is me, Jacob." Searle reached out to block Jacob, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Serge just stood still, waiting for Pelce's attack.

"Brilliant Dance of Death!" Pelce turned into a spinning top, spinning and striking at Searle.

With the rotation of the body, a whirlwind was stirred up around it.

"There has been, Boss Pelce's abilities."

"They're dead hahaha."

"Wait to be churned into slices, stupid navy." The pirates laughed wildly.

When he saw that the blade was about to fall on Serge's body.

"Oh~"

Searle casually held Pelce's double knives in his hand, and it looked like the powerful attack was easily cracked by Searle.

The maniacal laughter of Pelce's traffickers suddenly stopped, and the scene before them was a little incredulous.

A cruel smile froze on Pelce's face, and he tried to pull his arms away, but it was useless, and an unshakable force came from his arms, which surprised Pelce.

"How is that possible? You caught my blade empty-handed? Pelles' eyes widened in disbelief.

The navy seemed very calm, and they had already seen the extent of Serge's monsters. Not to mention slashing with a knife, even if it is bombarded with a cannon, it will not be used.

Searle smiled coldly, and the hands that pinched the blade were slightly forced: "The frog at the bottom of the well is the frog at the bottom of the well, where did you go with your arrogant appearance just now?" ”

As Searle pinched tighter and tighter, the blades formed by Pelce's arms were directly pinched and curled, and a piercing pain spread from his arms to Pelce's brain.

"Let it go, you bastard!" Pelce cried out in pain with a hideous face, and kept kicking Searle's body with his feet.

Like a heavy stone, Searle was unresponsive to Pelce's struggle, his hands continuing to grip the blade of Pelce's arm.

"Ah~ You idiots, help me kill this monster!" Pelce howled bitterly.

Hearing Peles's call, the traffickers hesitated~ This is an opponent that even Pelce boss can't defeat, aren't we looking for death when we go up?

"You really don't look like a man now, forget it, since you want me to let go, then I'll let go." Serge smiled wickedly, then threw Pelce upward.

Pelce was thrown into the air, and the next moment Searle punched Pelce violently into his body.

"Boom!"

Pelce was punched into the air, and his body was embedded in the walls of the fortress.

The white bricks on the walls cracked like cobwebs, slowly spreading out in all directions, and the violent impact splashed up a large amount of dust that scattered around the fortress.

"That's great, it's Lieutenant Colonel Searle."

Looking at the ravaged Pelles, Jacob smiled happily.

"Hurry up and get up, I know you're not dead, I didn't try much just now." Searle looked at the smoky corner and said lightly.

"Lie to people, Boss Pelce was killed with a blow."

"This~ this navy is a monster!"

"Run, the boss has been killed!" The traffickers screamed in panic and prepared to flee.

"Whoosh~"

A flash of sword flashed, and a trafficker who was about to flee was cut off by the waist.

The other traffickers stood in place as if they had been immobilized.

"Ahem, cough~" A violent cough sound appeared in the smoke and dust: "My subordinates don't need cowards like him!" ”

The smoke cleared, and Peer, who looked extremely miserable, walked out, and at this time he could no longer laugh, his clothes were torn into beggars, and the blood ran down his face.

"I have to say, it's the first time I've met a tricky character like you." Pelce said as he looked at Searle with fear.

"Why don't we make a discussion and let me go! I will give you a great fortune. Pelce smiled flatteringly.

Searle didn't make a move, just stared at Pelce indifferently.

"How? I will withdraw from this country at once and return the fortress to you. Pelce continued to bring up his femdom, trying to touch Searle's heart.

After a moment of silence, Serge turned to the soldiers behind him and asked, "What do you think of his conditions?" ”

"Don't let him go, he's killed dozens of sailors." Jacob didn't wait for Searle to finish speaking, and retorted directly.

"Yes, you can't let him go, these scum can't be forgiven!"

Hearing the sailors' answer, Pelce's expression became gloomy, and he looked at the relaxed and nervous Serge, and a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes.

Pelce's right hand turned into a blade, widening and enlarging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Mystery, sonic superblade!"

At one point, Pelce rushed at Searle like a sharp sword, aimed at Searle's back, and slashed out.

"Danger, Lieutenant Colonel Serge!" The soldiers saw Pelce rushing towards him and yelled.

However, Serge did not move, and without looking back, he was ready to resist this slash.