A month later.

Western Continent.

Narrow Sea.

Entering spring, everything recovers, the sun is becoming more and more intense, and in the coastal areas, the scorching sun is already a little scorching.

The city where the headquarters of the Cross League is located.

Forgotten Port.

The sea is sparkling with gold, and there is an endless stream of passenger ships, and strangely enough, there are even more passenger ships than merchant ships.

The port is located at the junction of the narrow sea, extending in all directions, and from here it is possible to reach countries quickly by sea.

The city is extremely bustling.

Neutral country, neutral seaport, ranked by major newspapers as the city with the most dead, at least a thousand people die a day.

It's not because of the chaos of law and order.

If there is chaos here, then there is no safe place in the world.

This is a bounty hunter's paradise, and catching a big criminal is like redeeming a lottery ticket, and it must not be redeemed in the store, so you have to come to the murder gambling center.

Don't talk about the East China Sea and the big wetlands, they are far away and remote, and they can't cure those outlaws, and they can't be treated in the Western Continent?

Criminals are killed, help the executioners!

Prisoners are executed here every day.

The traitor of the Weaving Society, the golden-eyed witcher, Quinlan, has arrived here.

He has friends all over the world, and after this family eats, he goes to the next one.

Forgotten Port.

A sky restaurant.

The so-called Sky Restaurant is not floating in the sky, there are big cities like Dugree, there is money in Aran, and it is almost a matter of forgetting the port.

Just a high-rise rooftop restaurant overlooking Forgotten Harbor.

"It's still good in the hinterland."

Quinlan looked at the classical high-rise buildings in Forgotten Harbor, the housing prices here are not low, they are the highest in the world, and the three bedrooms and two living rooms are renovated, and it costs fifty or sixty gold dragons, or the kind that is not packaged and repaired.

He brought with him a black-haired female companion dressed as a warlock, and the sorceress looked at him with a resentful gaze.

"How long are you going to stay this time?"

The sorceress bites the straw and wears a leather collar quite fashionably, and this thing is also a fashion item with the development of the times.

"I'm here to find my friend."

Quinlan's wide brim was pressed low.

The sorceress wanted to draw someone, and said dissatisfiedly, "The axe torturer? ”

She's stupid, you don't look for a big beauty here, you're going to find a nameless freak in Hong Kong.

"That's right, calculate the time, in another five or six months, it's time for the annual mainland martial arts."

"How...... Do you want to try your luck? ”

The sorceress was interested.

The emperor killed the dragon to capture the world, and talked about martial arts.

Even if it is a heinous felon, a heinous crime, as long as he participates in the competition, during the competition, the emperor covers him, and no one dares to arrest him.

If you win the championship, even if you are Doringer, Diaz, and Lister, who has been in a storm recently, you will be pardoned directly.

Can't win......

The mainland's martial arts is not a competitive performance, the master with a culture of cultivation will spare the opponent's life, and those who are ruthless will be killed.

As soon as you enter the martial arts field, it doesn't matter if you live or die.

"Try it, I may not win, but my friend, it must be fine."

"You mean the axe? How can it be? It's just a dumb one. ”

"You don't understand, he's ...... Death. ”

"You say that?"

The sorceress couldn't close her jaw, Quinlan was definitely the top group of people in the continent, he called it the Grim Reaper, she wanted to go over and take a look, speaking of which, she had never seen that guy with her own eyes.

"Take me to see it."

The sorceress begged.

Half an hour later.

On the outskirts of Forgotten Harbor, in a deserted wasteland, with only a few dilapidated houses, like scavengers' residences.

The mud is full of puddles of water after the rain.

The axe torturer is a technical job, and if he doesn't cut off his head with an axe, he will be questioned by the people above.

Not everyone is qualified to get an axe, and the general gallows at the entrance of the small Kami vegetable market let the people vent their anger and hang themselves, and just throw stones and entertain them.

Ruthless characters need to go through the process, guillotine, speech link, axe torturer, and a dragon, so as to strengthen the majesty of justice.

Sun exposure.

It's a bit hot and dry in this wasteland.

With the arrival of Quinlan and the sorceress, a flock of crows standing on the ridge of the roof screamed and streaked across the sky.

"This place is pretty weird."

The sorceress felt goosebumps, the place was so eerie in broad daylight.

Qumran looked around all the houses, but he didn't see anyone, where did that guy go?

The only way to find it is to go to the execution ground.

Forgotten Port.

Thirteenth Execution Ground.

Around the guillotine, the crowd cheered and was like a frenzy, and their eyes were full of anger at the hateful criminals on the stage who killed women.

And the axe executioner in charge of this man.

Extremely weird.

His limbs were as long as stick worms, proportions like those of a monster, and he was forever dressed in a bloodstained leather tunic and a grim axe-torturer's black linen hood.

In his hand he holds a guillotine axe.

This man has a special skill.

It's noon.

He raised his long arm and held the axe high above him, revealing the edge.

Click!

The skull was severed and rolled on the ground several times, but there was not a single blood coming out of the neck, like the surface tension of a water glass.

It seemed that the criminal did not know that he was dead, and the command from the head before he died had already manipulated the body, and the headless corpse had no neck restraint, stood up, staggered a few steps, and then fell to the ground and died, bleeding profusely.

"Sure enough, it's here."

Quinlan found her old friend.

Twenty minutes later.

In the wasteland where the axe torturers lived, Quinlan talked to him about his own affairs, his experiences in the East China Sea.

The axe torturer never took off the sackcloth hood, even when he slept, and the souls of the dead recognized their faces and would come for revenge.

The sorceress bought a newspaper on the way over and looked at it to herself.

One of the pieces of news made her a little incredulous......

The East China Sea changed hands.

The headline on the front page was a photo of List's wanted warrant.

"Have you seen this person?"

The sorceress handed the newspaper to Quinlan, who had just returned from the East China Sea.

Quinlan looked at the wanted notice in the newspaper.

"How is this possible? That kind of injury is dead. ”

Quinlan was shocked, and immediately handed the newspaper to the axe-torturer, continuing to supplement his affairs in the East China Sea.

The axe torturer was mute and could not speak.

After looking at it for a while, my hands were shaking.

"What's wrong?"

Quinlan asked, too odd to ever see him like this.

The axe torturer put the newspaper on the ground, picked up the axe, and planted it in ...... In the scars on List's face that crossed both ears.

Immediately, he let out a cry that is incomprehensible to normal people and has no tongue.

Quinlan understood something.

There are people who ...... Deceived the Grim Reaper.

At this moment.

Heavenly Harbor.

In the banquet hall on the tenth floor.

The décor is overwhelmingly luxurious, with the sound of white noise from the water curtains.

All the backbones of Hei Fan are sitting upright, wearing suits and leather shoes, all of them are outlaws, and there are many allies who are stranded here to discuss matters of interest, and they also come to take a look.

Only Li Shi Te tactically leaned back, crossed Erlang's legs, burned a cigar, and wore a white fur coat, and pretended.

Half a month ago.

The Far Eastern Islands Ship Dealers' Association, under all kinds of threats, hostage kidnapping, house intimidation, and smashing of shops, had to send a representative to the port of heaven.

Talk to the new King of the East China Sea.

What I didn't expect was.

Li Si Te ......

Blacker than Doringer!

It means that in the future, the East China Sea will be too peaceful, there will be no such thing as hijacking ships at all, and only the protection fee needs to be settled every quarter, and there will be no more human lives, and from then on, the world will be peaceful.

With 20,000 yuan per quarter, Li Si asked all the shipbuilders in the Far East to come together by themselves, and the association handed them over to themselves, and they all had such organizational skills and could have a good life.

"What are you kidding? It's not fair to pay you 20,000 gold dragons every quarter! ”

The vice president of the Captains' Association felt very outrageous.

It's better to grab it!

Lister paused for a moment.

"Kill and kill, people don't want to do this, you know.

In the East China Sea, there is no one and I Li Si Ter...... Talk about fairness. ”

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(Volume 1: The East China Sea, End)

(End of chapter)