Pirates: My crew is the heroine of the 3D zone

Then, 2B walked out of the smoke, carrying the unconscious Tifa in one hand and a screaming gangster in the other.

Chen Yongan quickly went up to her and asked, "Is Tifa okay?"

"It's okay. The smoke has a hypnotic effect. Tifa accidentally inhaled it and fell asleep."

"That's good," Chen Yongan simply checked Tifa's condition. She was not injured and her breathing was steady. She just fell asleep.

What he feared most was this kind of situation, entering the alley alone and being ambushed by the enemy, especially something like hypnotic gas. As long as he was still a mortal, no matter how strong his boxing skills were, he would not be able to use them.

It's a pity that they encounter an android like 2B who is not in line with common sense. She can ignore all toxins and would not even need to breathe if it were not for the accelerated heat dissipation of the body. The smoke that blocks the vision is useless under tactical goggles and radars.

The only way to defeat her other than direct combat is to infect her with the electronic virus.

Perhaps in this world, the only one who might possess something like an electronic virus is Vegapunk.

After checking Tifa's condition, his eyes fell on the screaming gangster whose leg was broken by 2B.

It's time to use torture to extract a confession.

Chapter 49: Imprisoned Tifa

At the entrance of the alley, Chen Yongan sat on a wooden box with his legs apart, looking coldly at the hooligans who were still wailing, and said:

"Tell me, who are you? What is your purpose? Who gave you the instructions?"

The gangster didn't answer, but continued to wailing and shouting for help.

"Your leg hurts, doesn't it? That's right, my calf is almost bent at a 2-degree angle... B, give me the knife."

"Give."

Chen Yongan took the heavy White Contract and placed it across the opponent's knee. "Since it hurts so much, just cut it off. It won't hurt if I cut off your calf."

“Stop, stop, I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you!” The gangster endured the severe pain and begged for mercy, “We, we are slave hunters. The red-haired guy over there is my big brother. We are just selecting targets as usual.”

"And then you're targeting us?"

"Yes, that's right... If we capture the female fighter who defeated the Osprey Pirates and sell her to pirates, we can make a lot of money."

"Have you found your next home?"

"without......"

"Forget it if there's nothing left," Chen Yongan chopped down the man's head without hesitation, and the man's head rolled and he stopped breathing.

There are two kinds of people he hates most in his life: those who make and sell drugs, and those who traffic in women and children.

For these two types of people, ten minutes is not enough to catch and shoot them.

I don't know if there are drug manufacturers and dealers in this world, but there are indeed a lot of slave hunters and slave traders. Ordinary people and rare races are their targets. They capture them and sell them behind display windows, or take them to auction houses. Their clients range from ordinary farmers to the high-ranking Celestial Dragons.

As long as enough taxes were paid, no one would care about the slave traders. At best, the slave hunters who captured the slaves would be issued a meaningless wanted warrant.

But Chen Yongan couldn't care less about these things. After all, this was the way the era was, an era of cannibalism, an era full of darkness.

The roots have long since rotted.

But what he shouldn't have done was attack his crew members.

I was really angry, very angry, so angry that I was shaking all over.

It was not enough to just kill one person, so he held the knife and walked towards several human traffickers who had suffered different injuries and were still breathing after the smoke cleared.

The first to be hit was the red-haired one.

His face showed fear, and he struggled to retreat, "Wait, wait, I have Berry, I give it all to you... Spare me, spare me..."

"Berry? You can keep it for hell."

Without hesitation, he swung his sword again, one, two, three...

After all the slave traders in the alley were killed, he returned the White Contract to 2B and carried Tifa, who was still sleeping beside her, on his back.

"Let's go."

When we left the alley, we saw the navy surrounding us outside.

Chen Yongan glanced at the leading marine and said, "Slave hunters, I accidentally killed them all during the battle just now. Check them out and remember to send the bounty to my ship."

"Yes," the marine saluted hastily, not daring to say that he had seen Chen Yongan chop off the heads of all the slave traders. "Thank you for your hard work. After we verify your identity, we will send all the bounties to your ship."

"Thank you."

He escaped from the encirclement of the navy and the crowd and returned to the ship.

Mona, who was reading in the room, heard the noise, opened the door and looked around, saying, "How could it happen so quickly... Shouan, are you okay? Why are you covered in blood?"

"It's okay," Chen Yongan supported Mona who was running down in a hurry, "It's all the enemy's blood. We encountered some trouble on the way."

"What about Tifa?" Mona breathed a sigh of relief and focused her attention on Tifa behind Chen Yongan. "Is she okay?"

"I inhaled the sleeping gas and fell asleep temporarily."

"Huh~ I'm glad you're okay," Mona breathed a sigh of relief. "What on earth happened to you guys? How did it get like this after just a short while away?"

"They ran into a slave-catching gang," Chen Yongan explained. "Tifa's wallet was stolen, and she chased into an alley, where she was ambushed and passed out. 2B defeated the enemy and rescued her. That's it."

"Yeah," 2B agreed. "That's exactly what it is."

"So that's how it is. I didn't expect to be ambushed. This is too careless."

“It’s hard to guard against it.”

In the original version of Final Fantasy 7 Remake, the protagonists were actually quite low in vigilance.

Whether it was the mansion of Furuogen on Walled Street or the ambush set by the lone wolf Geis in the Lower Disc District, these heroes who could save the world were easily subdued.

The glass cannon with high attack and low defense is no match for the small character's club hitting him from behind. This is also a major feature of that country's animation and games.

Therefore, in order to avoid such dramatic plots, many novels will add settings such as spiritual awareness and shields when they are created, just to avoid being hit by other enemies.

It also indirectly highlights the importance of observation Haki in this world.

"Yeah," Mona agreed, "It's better to go out with a few people. It's too dangerous to go out alone... You should put Tifa back to the room quickly, and then take a shower and change your clothes. You stink."

"No rush... I thought of something fun. I'll teach Tifa a lesson, so she can be more careful and not make such stupid mistakes again."

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"I feel dizzy," Tifa rubbed her forehead and woke up in a daze.

After the discomfort subsided, Tifa had time to take stock of her current situation.

In the cabin-like room, the floor was covered with hay, and her hands were shackled and fixed to the wall with iron chains.

After struggling for a few times, the shackles were too tight and could not be easily freed.

The combat gloves were also missing, so the magic crystal embedded in them could not be used.

Looking down, she was still barefoot and couldn't even perform kicking skills.

And most importantly, she was changed into a new set of clothes. She was no longer wearing trousers and a shirt as she wore when she went out, but a light dress.

Tifa's face showed fear, and she quickly reached out to touch it, but nothing happened.

This can be considered a blessing in misfortune.

But in this situation now, I can't be happy at all.

Thinking back to what happened before I lost consciousness, from my wallet being stolen, to being chased into the alley, to the sudden smoke, I knew it was a premeditated trap.

The dangers of this world once again refreshed Tifa's imagination.

I just don’t know what the purpose of those people who kidnapped her is, what is waiting for her, whether the captain can find her, and whether there is still a chance to leave here.

Tifa felt weak and squatted on the ground with her knees hugged, like a helpless child.

At this time, there was a sound of the cabin door opening. Tifa subconsciously looked over and saw a cloaked man with a white mask (2B) walking in. Behind the cloaked man was a nobleman (Chen Yongan) in gorgeous clothes, a fur coat and a golden mask.

"Is this the high-quality goods you mentioned?" The noble young man spoke in a sharp voice as if he was pinching his throat, and looked at Tifa who was squatting on the ground, as if he could see through her clothes and see her plump and strong figure.

"She doesn't look that great. Apart from her big breasts, there's nothing special about her... Is that what they mean by big breasts and no brains? No wonder you guys caught her."

Chapter 50: Lessons? Or taking advantage of the situation?

"Yes, sir," the cloaked man said in a voice like an emotionless machine, "She is an excellent fighter, a dangerous little wild horse with a strong body. I believe you will have enough fun in the process of taming her."

"Who are you? What do you want to do!" Tifa asked angrily. She felt like she had become a commodity for sale, waiting for customers to comment on it and for the "owner" to introduce her unique products.

"Snapped!"

The air suddenly exploded at Tifa's feet, blowing the hay next to her into powder, which scared Tifa.

A whip with barbs appeared in the cloaked man's hand.

"Slave, I hope you can recognize your current identity." The cloaked man looked at Tifa coldly, "If there is a next time, this whip will not miss."

"Bastard!" Tifa gritted her teeth, her beautiful almond eyes already filled with flames.

When the cloaked man raised his hand, intending to give Tifa a good whip, the nobleman next to him reached out to stop him.

"Don't damage such beautiful skin," the nobleman slowly walked towards Tifa, "It would be such a pity if there were blemishes on the skin of such a beautiful woman. Hehehe..."

"What do you want to do?" Tifa took a half step back, "If you come over again, I won't be polite!"

"Be careful, my lord," the cloaked man advised, "she is very wild."

"I like wild ones, that's what makes it more interesting," the young man said as he walked up to Tifa and gently stroked her healthy, fair face with the back of his leather-gloved hand.

Tifa dodged his hand, her eyes filled with disgust and anger.

"She is very healthy," the cloaked man continued. "If you buy her, my lord, she will give birth to a child for you within a year."

"I can see that," the nobleman's hand continued down along the neck to the chest, and he suddenly grabbed the huge fruit in his hand.

"If a baby this big gives birth, how big will it get? You won't be able to drink up all the sweet rain from the birth, right?"

"You can help me, sir."

"I mean I can't finish it even if I help."

"Hahaha......"

"Bastard!" Tifa couldn't bear it any longer, and regardless of the consequences, she immediately gave the young master a fierce side kick at the head.

But since you dare to come here, you must have some strength.

Although the side kick was fierce and made him move sideways half a step, he still caught it with one hand.

He even took the opportunity to grab his ankle and press forward.

Put your legs on Tifa's shoulders and press her against the wall.

Presenting a split horse posture.

And because Tifa was wearing a skirt at this time, not only her strong and fleshy long legs, but also the pure area covered by her inner garment was clearly visible.

"As expected of a fighter, this one is really flexible, and can do a lot more moves... This shape, tsk tsk tsk, it's actually a safe delivery shape, giving birth to six babies in five years is not a problem."

"She is still a virgin, sir," the cloaked man took the opportunity to say, "I have checked her carefully, and she is absolutely clean."

"Good! Good! Good!" the nobleman praised, "I like this."

"I will never let you go," Tifa was shaking with anger, "Wait for my captain to come... I will never let you go!"

"Hahaha," the young master laughed, "I had no idea where I was when your captain came looking for me. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not being alert and falling into someone else's trap so easily."

The nobleman let Tifa go, ending the situation at the perfect moment instead of trying to take advantage of her further. However, he did not forget to slap the perfect woman who had a safe delivery, and said, "That's her. Send her to my ship. I'll enjoy her to my heart's content. Hahahaha..."

"Yes," the cloaked man stepped forward and tied Tifa's hands with a rope, then untied the shackles and pushed her out of the cabin.

Tifa lowered her head, looking at her feet that were not shackled, and she already had a plan in mind.

We are on the boat. As long as we jump into the sea, there is still a glimmer of hope.

If she is reduced to a tool for reproduction, she might as well die!

Being escorted out of the dim lower cabin, with her vision clear and ready to take action, Tifa froze in place.

This is the Lexington?

The nobleman not far away took off the mask on his face, revealing that familiar face.

"This coat is so hot to wear. I don't know how those so-called big guys can wear it all day long."