Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Water Ghost Morey
"Little girl, the chief asked you to go to the mine cafeteria to be a cleaner, why are you staying here?" At this time, a few more soldiers of the Blue Dragon Knights came to the mine, "Let's go, follow us to the cafeteria." ”
"Let go of your dirty hands, Miss Ben will go by herself!" Hernar was quickly taken away by the soldiers.
"Hehe, then it's just the two of you. In the future, all the work here will be yours, uncle, I'll go and rest first!" the red-haired man laughed.
"But why do I think you're better suited to work?" Joshua looked up and down at the strange man.
"Huh?" Hearing Joshua's words, the red-haired man turned around and let out a sneer, "Are you provoking me? No one has dared to provoke me for a long time." Hopefully you'll be as hard-mouthed as you are now. ”
As soon as he finished speaking, several more thin, dark-skinned men appeared next to the red-haired man. Wearing turbans, tattered sailors' suits, and sinister smiles on their faces, they surrounded Joshua and his party.
"Hey, it's only four people, and it's not enough for your Uncle Joshua to practice. "Joshua has grown a lot bolder since he learned to be vindictive.
"Little ghost, now you have a hard mouth, and there will be a time for you to cry. The red-haired man gave the order, and several men in sailor suits around him rushed towards Joshua together.
"Ah,. Our weapons were all taken away by the soldiers!" Joshua felt around his waist and found that it was empty. It turned out that his and Geraint's swords had been confiscated by the soldiers of the Blue Dragon Knights.
Several men in sailor suits swung their fists at Joshua's assault. However, after being selected by the prophet Sigmund Freud, Joshua became much more agile, and although there were four opponents, Joshua appeared to be able to dodge and move through the crowd with ease.
"Hey, show you the power of vindictiveness. Joshua clenched his hands into fists and released the fighting energy in his body, and the four of them instantly felt an invisible pressure. But seeing that their opponent was just a child, they didn't think too much about it and attacked Joshua again.
"Oops!" With a few screams, the four men were knocked away by Joshua one by one. Seeing that Joshua had made such great progress in just a dozen days, Geraint had a relieved expression on his face.
"Boy, I didn't expect you to really have two hits. But this kind of play, you Uncle Morey will too. The red-haired man roared loudly, instantly raising his fighting spirit. I saw that his originally sharpened hair became even more upward under the impact of the powerful air current. "It's not good, it's a junior bronze level of fighting energy, Joshua, it's dangerous!" Geraint felt that the fighting spirit possessed by the man in front of him was not simple, in addition to the liliang of the fighting spirit itself, there was also a special attribute that could interfere with the opponent's fighting energy.
"What's the matter, the fighting energy in my body can't be gathered together according to my will. In the duel with the red-haired man, Joshua suddenly felt that something had happened to the fighting spirit in his body.
"Little ghost, you know how powerful your Uncle Morey is, right?
"Morey, what a familiar name!" Gerant, who was on the side, suddenly felt familiar after hearing the red-haired man report his home.
"Hey, I'm not afraid of you!" Morey's skills on land were clearly not as nimble as they were in the water, and Joshua caught his opponent's punch and dodged the punch in an instant.
"Oops, you're pretty smart. Morey sneered, and once again raised the fighting spirit in his body, "But this time you can't hide if you want to." "Powerful cyclones struck Joshua in front of him. Joshua wanted to raise his fighting spirit to resist these cyclones, but found that no matter how much he urged the fighting energy in his body, the fighting energy could not be condensed. So he had to dodge around in the pit.
"Little ghost, I'd like to see how long you can hide, haha!" Morey laughed loudly as he folded his hands over his chest.
"It's all your own people, please don't fight here anymore!" Geraint shouted, jumping between Joshua and the cyclone. I saw that he unleashed the powerful fighting energy in his body to instantly disperse the cyclone emitted by Morey.
"Sure enough, adults are more powerful. Morey sneered.
"You're Mr. Morey, the water ghost of Roger's Pirates, aren't you? I remember meeting you!" said Geraint to Morey.
"Haha, I didn't think my Uncle Morey was so famous, but I'm a man on the Empire's C-level wanted list. It's not surprising that you've heard of me. "Morey," but somehow, after I was captured on this island by the soldiers of the Imperial Knights, no one recognized me. ”
"Looks like I'm still on an S-Class wanted list, right?" thought to Jaraint.
"What are you all about, were you caught by the Imperial Knights in the deep blue sea, and then sent to the island to be a strong man?" asked Morey.
"We are people from the Wings of Freedom, and we were entrusted by the Lord of Haig Island to go to the province of Isaro on an errand, but we did not expect to encounter a warship with the flag of your Roger Pirate Regiment on the way. Now it seems that it was all done by these Blue Dragon Knights. Geraint responded, "I can't imagine that the Knights have degenerated to such a point. The great chivalry was wiped out. ”
"yes, and it's disgusting that these guys are pretending to be us!" said Morey, "and I was surveying the route in the deep blue waters with a few sailors, and we were unlucky to be caught by them. But they don't seem to recognize us as the real pirate members, and they just want to send everyone to this island to be strong men. ”
"This island is deserted, big ships rarely dock, why is the Blue Dragon Knights arresting people with such fanfare?" Geraint thought thoughtfully.
"Anyway, let us dig, but don't tell us what to dig. "We're looking for an escape opportunity, and they've captured Vinson and Joey on the island." Vincent, however, said he would soon be able to figure out the best escape route on the island, and that we would be able to escape together when the time came. ”
"Uh, do you mean the lost Vincent?" asked Gerant, helplessly when he heard Vincent's name.
"Well, I'm talking about it a while. Morey spread his hands.
"Boss, the patrol is here again!" At this time, the pirate sailors around Morey hurriedly reminded them. Several soldiers of the Blue Dragon Knights were patrolling past the mine where Morey was located.
"Tell you to dig quickly, you are still lazy here, do you need me to "please" you out?" the infantry commander at the head shouted at the crowd.
Joshua and Geraint glanced at each other, and Joshua's face showed a wicked smile: "Uncle Geraint, I suddenly feel that we need to investigate what they asked them to find on the island, is it more convenient to change clothes?"
"Imp, you're right. My Uncle Morey thinks so too. Morey glanced at the patrolling soldiers, "I've been holding back my bad breath for a few days, and I want to find a few sandbags to vent my anger!"
Morey led several pirate sailors with a wicked smile on their faces, and slowly approached the patrolling soldiers.
"What are you doing, why don't you dig me up?" the infantry commander shouted again.
"Looks like we've been working here honestly before, and we've really paralyzed these guys. Morey turned to the pirate sailors and said, "I've brought a few of them with me today." ”
"Boss, we've wanted to teach them a good lesson for a long time. The pirate sailors continued to smile evilly.
"You ...... What do you want to do?" the infantry commander shouted as he shouted as he retreated.
"Since you're here, don't leave! Accompany us to mine and experience life. "Joshua and Geraint have outflanked the patrolmen.
"You want to rebel?" shouted the infantry commander, drawing his iron sword from his waist, "Then don't blame us for being rude!" The rest of the soldiers also drew their swords.
"Bang bang bang!" After a moment of confusion, Morey and Joshua shook their heads at the Blue Dragon Knights soldiers lying on the ground, slapping the dust off their hands.