"Good eyesight, worthy of the right wrist of One Piece, Hades Reilly."

Randall smiled, not hiding.

"Hehe, there's no Hades, there's just a bad old man here who wants a stable life."

Reilly smiled, his eyes softening.

"Oh, since it's the navy's brightest new star now, then we little people can only swallow our anger in order to seek stability."

The woman shrugged.

"Okay Xia Qi, in this way, we have taken a big advantage."

Reilly laughed, as he said, like a harmless old man.

"Okay, you have the final say." Xia Qi sighed leisurely, looked at the indifferent Randall, and said:

"Tell me, ruthless little brother, what information do you want?"

Randall was noncommittal about the callous assessment.

But Christa wasn't happy.

"Brother Randall is the gentlest man in the world! It's not ruthless!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the bar suddenly became happy.

"Haha, what a cute little girl, come, this is my sister invited you."

Xia Qi looked at Christa and brought out a glass of milk and put it on the bar.

Seeing this, Christa's serious expression couldn't be maintained.

"Ah, oh, thank you, sister."

Randall sneered in his heart, and sister, Xia Qi's age is enough for Christa and her grandmother.

"Good." The smile on Xia Qi's face was much more sincere, and then she turned around and went inside to look for information.

"Little girl, isn't your brother ruthless when he bullies two conscientious civilians?"

Reilly smiled and said.

"Don't think I'm stupid, I've heard it all, you're a pirate!"

Christa's eyes widened, and her small appearance was upright.

"Hahaha, little girl, you have a deep misunderstanding of pirates.

Pirates are the embodiment of freedom, not synonymous with bad guys."

Reilly laughed.

"It's because you have a deep misunderstanding of pirates, Reilly.

You, Roger, have done something for the world, but at the same time have brought more suffering to the world.

Don't give more meaning to pirates that don't belong to them."

Randall said coldly.

Reilly didn't want to argue, but when Randall mentioned Roger, he couldn't remain silent.

"Do you know what Roger did everything for?"

His emotions were a little agitated.

But Randall cut him off directly.

"What he's doing all this for, I don't want to know, and I'm not qualified to judge.

You are not in a position to judge.

Those who are qualified to judge are those who will benefit in the future, and those who have died innocently in the era of pirates that you have caused.

All I can say is that I don't have much negative feelings about you personally, but pirates - don't mislead the children."

As Randall said, he didn't have much ill feelings about what the Roger Pirates did.

But that's because he was a comic book reader before.

The Age of the Sea Pirates was started in order to fight against this rotten world government and add some hope for the future.

This is Randall's opinion when he reads the comics.

But for the real world, what does this era of pirates bring?

For future history books, these are the necessary pains of development and the necessary sacrifices.

But for people now, it is the pain in the body, the relatives killed in front of their eyes, the destroyed villages, the blood and flames of severed limbs.

The most important thing about this matter is that there is no right or wrong, those who die in the hands of pirates can only be regarded as unlucky, and they are too weak.

Reilly is not no

He understands this, but he doesn't want to think about it.

At this time, Randall directly punctured his sweet dream, and Reilly was like a deflated ball.

He opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say anything, and his expression was gloomy.

Because he knew that what Randall said was right.

He couldn't refute it, and his conscience refused to refute it.

Reilly drank the last of his wine, and it all turned into a melodious sigh.

At this time, Xia Qi came back from behind, and seeing that the atmosphere was a little strange, she frowned, but she didn't ask more.

"Little brother, the slave industry of the Chambord Islands, the information is here. I hope you mean what you say~"

"Of course."

Randall took the stack of papers, stopped standing, and turned to leave.

"Brother Randall, that uncle doesn't look like he's a demon who kills innocents indiscriminately."

Walking down the street, Christa scratched the back of her head.

"Pirates or navies are just an identity, and they don't represent people's hearts.

There will be more vicious guys in the navy than that Texas, and in the pirates, there will also be people who are affectionate and righteous.

It's hard to do, but I want to say, don't have preconceived notions about anyone or anything."

Randall touched Christa's head.

This is also what he said to himself.

"Uh-huh!" Christa's worldview is gradually being established.

"Let's go, go see these slave traders, let's talk about it first, it's mainly you who will do it this time."

Randall shook off the information in his hand and said.

Since this day, a legend has been circulating in the Chambord Islands.

It is said that the slave traders were damned, and the god of thunder descended from the sky to wipe out the slave auction houses in the Chambord Islands.

For a long time, the slave industry was paralyzed because of this legend.

Because they couldn't get slaves, the Draconians complained and reported to the Five Old Stars to demand that the person who disturbed the order be arrested.

But the strange thing is that the five old stars changed the attitude of the previous Tianlong people to say whatever they wanted, and they did not mean to strictly investigate this matter at all.

That's for later.

Boom –

A five-meter-diameter pillar of lightning fell from the sky, destroying the last auction house directly.

Razers were walking around on the ground, and none of the fleeing slave traders had escaped.

"How? Are you feeling better?"

Randall's right hand, wearing gauntlets, rested on Christa's head, giving her life force.

The little girl's degree of development of the fruit is still very good, but the endurance is still hard, without Randall, she would have been exhausted.

"It feels great! These people are damned!"

Along the way, she had seen too much, and she had finally seen with her own eyes what Randall said was better than death.

It's still the age of the flower season, but there is only numbness and despair left in his eyes.

There are also children who are about her age, and they have the same eyes.

And it was the mercenary slave traders who made all this.

Looking at those humanoid char at this moment, Christa couldn't help but smile heartily on her face.

"In that case, let's go, our ship is also filmed, and the next stop is Fish-Man Island."

Hearing this, the smile on Christa's face softened a lot.

"Hmm!"