Chapter Thirty-Eight: It's Him, I Saw It With My Own Eyes!
"Brother Randall, has something happened?"
"It's nothing, it's just a prey appearing."
"Prey?" Christa's face furrowed, unable to understand.
Randall hesitated for a moment and said:
"Little Crystal, the person who came here may be the pirate from before."
Hearing this, Christa's little face, which was originally white and red, instantly lost its blood.
"Mom, Mom..."
Randall touched her head pityingly, and after a moment of silence, said:
"I'm here for him! I'll let him get the punishment he deserves.
I swear! β
......
"Give you ten seconds to hand over that person.
Otherwise, I don't care, anyway, that person is among you, just kill them all. β
Texas said in a flat tone.
This makes it all the more like he is not threatening, but stating the facts.
Suddenly, like water falling into boiling oil, the crowd suddenly became calm.
In less than five seconds...
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"It's him!"
"That's right, it's him!"
"I saw it with my own eyes!"
A figure was pushed and pulled out of the crowd.
The middle-aged man who brought the navy was confused at this time.
Because it wasn't him who was pushed out of the crowd!
What's going on?
He's all ready, and he won't go out if he dies.
Even if he was pushed out by those friends, he would never admit it.
Anyway, it's going to die, and it's worth it to pull a group of people on their backs.
But I didn't expect that the person who was pushed out was not him?!
He was confused, and the man who was pushed out was even more confused.
It was a teenager, or rather a child.
He lay on the ground in confusion, not knowing what was happening.
How confused, after a whirlwind, he came outside the crowd.
How did he get on his stomach?
What the hell are these people shouting?
What the hell did he do?
Texas squinted as he watched the farce-like scene in front of him.
He said to the little boy who had not yet come back to his senses:
"So, you exposed my whereabouts? Did you call the Navy? β
Before the little boy could speak, the people who pushed him out spoke eagerly, one by two.
"That's right! That's him! β
"I saw it with my own eyes, and I wanted to stop him at the time, but he was so clever that he ran away in a blink of an eye!"
"That's it!"
"Don't play dead, admit it quickly! Do you want to kill us all? β
People talk about you and me, and they talk very well.
Now the people who want the little boy to die the most are them.
They wish Texas was going to go straight to it.
Don't ask!
When he dies, they are safe!
"Shut up!" Texas yelled in annoyance.
The noise suddenly disappeared.
Then he looked at the little boy and said:
"So, are they telling the truth?"
At this time, the little boy also came back to his senses.
He got up from the ground with a pale little face, and looked at the group in disbelief.
It's obviously a small town...
Sensing his gaze, everyone subconsciously turned their gaze away.
But the next second, they turned back and looked directly at the little boy.
They are the ones who are right.
The little boy smiled miserably, then lowered his head in acquiescence.
He knows, how can one mouth speak more than a group of people?
Texas is not stupid, he can see the expressions of those people clearly.
But the truth doesn't matter.
He was in a happy mood to watch such a wonderful scene.
Looking at the little boy, Texas said:
"I want to thank you for calling the Navy over.
They gave me a lot of fun.
That navy, I really want to kill it again! β
Hearing this, people were stunned again.
So, in fact, the other party wants to thank the person who attracted the navy?
For a while, the person who pushed the boy out beat his chest in his heart, and he didn't regret it.
You said it earlier!
Didn't you say I wouldn't have come forward?
Suddenly, people's eyes began to fall on the people around them.
It's all your fault, your hands are so fast!
Others turned their eyes on the boy.
Anyway, since this pirate wants to be grateful, will he give him Bailey...
This child will be rewarded, and they will also have merit!
Then it makes sense for them to take a part!
Who knows, Texas changed his words and said:
"As a thank you, I made your death a little easier.
Rest assured, I am very experienced and know how to kill and can minimize the pain. β
Texas, in the gentlest tone, uttered words that frightened everyone.
For a while, everyone only felt that the surrounding area was cold.
It was as if you had suddenly reached the depths of an ice cave.
Suddenly, their complaints about others and their jealousy of the little boy faded like a tide.
They just feel lucky.
Luckily, the little boy was pushed out.
If you want to die, you better go.
Kill you one in exchange for a group of people to live.
You're a well-deserved death.
The little boy heard the whispers of the Texas devil and his legs went limp.
Sit on the ground with a butt.
He felt enveloped in cold mud and couldn't move.
That's when Texas stepped forward.
Seeing that the eldest brother was about to make a move, a younger brother behind him, who was obviously a newcomer, suddenly volunteered and said:
"Big brother, leave it to me!
A little kid doesn't bother you to do it! β
He said as he prepared to walk towards the boy.
At the same time, I secretly laughed in my heart, a group of stupid melons, such a good opportunity to slap the sycophants is useless!
Sure enough, I'm the most beautiful boy under the boss!
But he didn't see that the group of old men who had followed Texas before lowered their heads deeply.
What a newcomer...
"Little ghost, you..."
Before the newcomer could finish speaking, he suddenly found that he couldn't make a sound.
Immediately after that, the whole world began to tilt, to rotate.
He was dazzled.
Maybe a second, maybe a long time later, he felt a shock in his head, and then his eyes turned red.
Finally plunged into endless darkness.
There was still excitement on his face.
The old man looked like this, and the newcomer was terrified.
"You dare to rob and kill someone with me, I really don't know whether to live or die!"
Texas said lightly.
Everyone, including the old man, looked at him like a demon.
No, the devil's back must have a portrait of this man tattooed on his back!
Solved a subordinate, the Texas expression remained unchanged.
He raised his right hand, and his index finger turned into a small chainsaw.
Thorn, sting, stingingβ
The piercing voice, like a Sanskrit sound, sounded in the hearts of everyone.
"Don't worry, soon, look at him, he didn't know the pain before he died."
Texas walked slowly over to the little boy.
The little boy was even more scared.
He looked at the spinning chainsaw, the thing that was about to take his life.
The next moment, Texas' hand fell from a height.
The child's slender neck was no stronger than paper in the face of the wildly spinning chainsaw.