Pirate: I'm just slacking off, do you really think I'm a noob?

But Aaron wanted to ask Tiger if he had ever thought about taking him out to sea.

"Brother Tiger, if you want to go out to sea, can you consider taking me with you? I am very strong now."

Tiger looked at Aaron's muscles and found that they had changed significantly since he left.

But it has no effect on my plan.”

Because that is the holy land of Maria.

No matter how powerful you are, if you stay in Marijoa for too long, you will definitely be suppressed by the masters of the CP organization sent by the World Government.

In the past slave days, Tiger had thought about escaping countless times, but unfortunately, in addition to the slave collar, the CPO members were also very difficult to deal with.

Tiger had seen many escaped slaves who were directly killed by the explosion of slave collars.

Those slaves who tried to blackmail the Celestial Dragons in order to gain their freedom had their arms cut off by the CP before their fingers even touched their target mission.

Well, Fishman Street still needs you to lead it, and the Sun Pirates cannot do without Jinbe for the time being, so neither of you can follow me.

But if you were stronger, I would take you to travel around the world.

Tiger lied after all, and he didn't know how to say it.

Because if he told them his plan, Arlong and Jinbei would never agree to Tiger's doing so.

Or when Tiger went alone, the two of them followed him.

"Okay, if there's nothing else to do, let's just leave it at that. We've been out for so long, it's time to check how your fish-man karate training is going."

"Jinbei, go first."

“Okay, Brother Tiger.

Somewhere in the Red Earth Continent, below Marinford.

This has always been a place where few people have set foot, but today it finally welcomed a guest of its own.

It was evening at this moment, and the red sun dyed the entire sky red, dyeing the farthest clouds orange-red with gold edges.

Gurgling.

A series of bubbles emerged from the deep sea.

Fisher Tiger surfaced from the sparkling sea illuminated by the sunlight. He carried a large bag on his back, which contained the items he purchased on Fishman Island without telling anyone.

He looked at the red earth continent in front of him that seemed to reach into the sky. His eyes were dazed for a moment, and then immediately became firm again.

His strong hands grasped the raised area at the bottom of the Red Soil Continent and began to climb up little by little. Time passed quickly, and when Mary Joe was full of laughter and joy, the sky gradually darkened. No one would notice that on the steep cliff of the Red Soil Continent, a fishman carrying a package was struggling to climb up.

Everyone believed that the Red Earth Continent was uncrossable, and this statement had been circulating for about eight hundred years.

But today, Fischer-Tiger has broken this message since he started climbing.

The world has been at peace for too long, and the Holy Land has been at peace for too long.

The holy land at this time was no longer as heavily patrolled as when it was first established.

They sincerely believed that no one would climb up from the red soil continent, so naturally there was no one watching here.

Fisher Tiger's strong fingers grasped the edge of the rock, first throwing the package on his back up, and then he used his remaining strength to flip himself up.

"Hoohoohoo."

Tiger, who had climbed onto the red soil continent, felt very tired at the moment and could only rest for a while.

His hands and feet were badly worn out, with the finger bones exposed in some places.

His chest was already rubbed to a bloody mess when he had climbed one-third of the way up. But all this could not defeat Tiger's determination for revenge.

After a half-hour break, Tiger opened the bag he had worked so hard to carry.

Inside were swords made on Fishman Island, as well as a new type of kerosene that he had specially asked the craftsmen on Fishman Island to make.

After equipping himself with the sword, Tiger put the remaining kerosene back into his backpack.

Looking at the magnificent world not far away, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Celestial Dragon, here I come!"

Because he had been a slave in Mary Joaquim, Tiger was very familiar with this place.

Moreover, he knew that all members of the CP organization in Mary Geoise made protecting the lives of the Celestial Dragons their top priority.

This means that whenever any accident occurs in the Celestial Dragons' residence, the CP organization must resolve it before the matter becomes a big deal.

Lure the tiger away from the mountain, a very simple but philosophical phrase.

The slave detention center of Marijoa is where all the slaves brought by the Celestial Dragons are stored.

Most of the slaves here are wearing slave collars. The older slaves have long recognized their reality, so they will try their best to show themselves after being selected by the Tianlong people.

The new slaves did not feel the fear of the power of the Celestial Dragons. They were now thinking about how to escape from prison all the time.

However, some of the Celestial Dragons do not place their slaves here. They prefer to tie them up at home.

It was already night time, and the people in the slave detention center seemed very lax.

The cigarette butts and bottles of rum everywhere told the world that they were not afraid of anyone stealing slaves.

“After I finish drinking this, I will go home, you can drink the rest slowly.

A guard who looked like a small leader said.

"Boss, just go ahead and leave the rest to us."

"Yes, boss, no one will come here, and even the slaves themselves have no intention of leaving.

A few nosy guards provoked the boss with words, but they didn't expect that his boss would actually fall for it.

"What are you talking about? How can I be afraid of you when I drink? Bring another box, one box for each of you!"

They were intimidated by the little leader's momentum and took out rum and started drinking.

Just when I was drunk and ready to go to bed, a man suddenly ran in from outside and shouted:

'Oh no, there seems to be a fire outside, and the fire is very big. '

The drunken little leader and a few other people suddenly got rid of the smell of alcohol on them.

"what's the situation?

"Why is there a fire here?"

As the questioning voices arose, the guard did not explain much, but opened the curtains to let them take a look outside.

Oh my God, there really was a fire.

'That direction—no, it's impossible.'

The guard who had lived here for most of his life suddenly discovered the blazing house and black smoke outside.

He calculated the distance in his mind and found that it was where the Celestial Dragons lived.

No - it's impossible, this is Marijoa.

"Boss, we have to put out the fire!"

"Yes, boss. If we saw the fire but didn't put it out, it would be more unacceptable than being buried in a sea of ​​fire."

Influenced by the Celestial Dragons, everyone who was close by, whether they were guards, ordinary people, or anyone else, had to rush to put out the fire when it happened.

The increasingly bright flames dyed the sky blood red.

The people who went to rescue were very nervously checking the number of people here. If a Celestial Dragon died in Marijoa, the Five Elders would definitely kill everyone present.

Soon, the drunken guard and his subordinates went to put out the fire.

When all the guards in the detention center left, Tiger sneaked into this extremely large slave prison.

Everyone who was awakened by the explosion was stunned when they saw a strong figure suddenly appear not far away.

Fisher Tiger!

A person who should have died long ago actually appeared outside the cage of the slave detention center, which really made them unable to tell the truth from the false.

Aren't you Tiger? Aren't you dead?"

Tiger, are you a fishman or a ghost now? "

The faces of the prisoners who were familiar with Tiger were filled with fear, and they were all trying to recall whether they had committed crimes against Tiger in the past.

Tiger didn't answer. His time was precious.

Kata.

The sharp blade struck the prison chains.

With a clang, the iron chain was cut in two and fell to the ground.

Tiger looked at the prisoners who were still in a daze and said:

“There’s no time to explain. I have the key to the cell here, so hurry up and rescue them.

The slaves had no weapons at all, they could only cooperate with Tiger's actions and quickly open the cells of other slaves with bunches of keys.

Chapter 247: The Riot in the Holy Land Mariachia and its Aftermath (Please subscribe)

2024-09-11 21:52:36 Author: Mu Chenxin

That night, the entire Marijoa was filled with the sounds of slaves escaping and guards roaring, and the constant click-clicking sound of locks being released.

The slaves fled madly.

Fisher Tiger did not stop his steps.

There's still a lot he needs to do.

If simply opening the slaves' locks was not enough to get them out of this hell factory, what he needed to do was to constantly destroy, set fires and block the pursuers.

Only by concentrating the entire Mary Geoise's defense force on him can these poor slaves escape from the abyss.

However, his power alone is still too small.

Fisher Tiger knew where the weapons were.

The Celestial Dragon nobles not only need to clothe their slaves, but more often the slaves are engaged in life-and-death battles. Only in life-and-death battles can these life-hungry Celestial Dragon nobles be happy.

Da da da.

When Fisher Tiger pushed open the door of the weapons room, a series of footsteps were heard from behind.

Fisher Tiger turned around suddenly, but was surprised by the leader.

"Twain Addison? Boyle Augustine? What brought you here?

The two leaders looked at each other, then laughed and said, "Tiger, how can you do such a heroic thing alone?"

Anyway, my hometown has been destroyed by these beasts, and I am homeless, so I might as well stay and fight them."

"Yes, Tiger, you and I were good brothers who fought side by side in the Colosseum. How can we let you enjoy the glory alone now?

Most of these people have nothing.

Some of them are pirates, some are gold medal fighters of underground forces, and some are people discovered by the Celestial Dragons when they destroyed the island.

They were all brought to Marijoa for the Celestial Dragons to watch the beast fighting performance. They silently picked up their most familiar weapons, patted Tiger on the shoulder and said:

Tiger, even if we leave here, the final result will be death in some conflict.'

Yes, Brother Tiger, we are already homeless, so leave these things to us.

Boyle Augustine finally patted Tiger on the shoulder and said:

"Tiger, it's not a pity for us to die, but you can't die."

"If you're able to get out of here, our names need to be remembered."

"We don't want to be unknown. Which man in this ocean doesn't want his name to be known throughout the world?"

They ignored Tiger who was standing there, and after taking their weapons, they walked out of the armory with their heads held high.

Catch those slaves, they are about to escape!"

'I have a lot of slaves here too, come quickly!'

The guard's loud rebuke brought Tiger back to his senses, and he heard the voices of his companions again.