Pirates, swordsmen who gradually grow up to liberate the world

As if the leading man gave an order, more than a dozen men with knives all attacked Alsace.

Suddenly, there was a crackling sound of fists in the town.

The men who attacked Alsace were all beaten to death with his bare hands in less than a minute, and lay in the black mire in agony.

Then, he walked towards the man who gave the order just now. His clenched fists were covered with other people's blood. You can imagine how heavy he was when he punched the person just now.

If not treated in time, all the dozen people he knocked down would die.

The moment he got close to the man, he punched the man in the chest until he vomited blood and said, "It seems you can't take away this head."

Such a strong move completely alarmed the people on the island, but Alsace didn't care at all.

As long as he dares to stand in front of him, he will kill even ordinary people.

For him, at that moment the people became obstacles and enemies on his growth path.

Presumably within half a day or a day, the navy will come to this island, but now Alsace doesn't care at all.

If he wanted to become stronger quickly, he had to fight. The last experience made him unable to fall even to the extreme.

The improvement brought by the limit is far greater than training. Why not just enjoy the battle?

You know, the total age of people in Alsace is already thirty-seven years old. How can they still have the mentality of children playing around?

Once he adapts to everything in this world, he will have nothing to worry about.

kill?

Haha, for him there is no longer trembling, fear, fear, and guilt.

Forget about the world squeezed by capitalism.

Forget about the young man named 'Gu Qingtian' who worked hard for life and death, wouldn't it be nice to live boldly in this new world?

Pushing open the door of a tavern, he walked directly into the sink to wash off the blood stains on his palms.

Then he came to the front desk in high spirits, sat down, and ordered a drink: "Whiskey, thank you."

The tavern was very lively, filled with some unkind-looking guys looking at him and comparing him with the bounty on the wall.

As soon as he took a sip of whiskey, a man took the initiative to sit next to him: "2 million? Just you? Is it true?"

There was another question, which made Alsace, who had just drank whiskey, feel angry, and pressed his left hand directly on his forehead to the ground.

The front desk was flattened by his force, and the man who questioned instantly bleed from all his orifices and passed out next to him.

After killing the questioning man, Alsace took another sip of whiskey and said coldly: "If you dare to show off in front of me again, I'll kill you."

"You have to pay for causing trouble, young man." The tavern owner disagreed and demanded compensation.

"How many?"

"One thousand Baileys."

This is also reasonable, he will naturally pay compensation.

But the friends of the man behind him became more and more aggressive.

"That's our partner. You can't stand it if you don't pay some medical expenses, right?"

Another group of tall and strong men came behind him.

"With the interference of you bugs, the wine has become unpalatable." Alsace turned around and leaned in with his hands open, still sitting in his seat facing them.

"Which family of dogs do you belong to? How dare you bark in front of me?"

Arthas offended them again when he said this, and the strong men gritted their teeth and stared at him angrily.

"Okay, if you are young and frivolous and don't know how to behave, you won't be able to leave this tavern today!"

"Go and call someone! This guy is a good player. He will be publicly executed on the slave trading platform in front of the whole town tonight!"

Hearing this, Arthas laughed loudly and covered his face. The eyes with murderous intent looked at the people who took the initiative to provoke him through the gap between his fingers.

"I'm in such a hurry to reincarnate. It's just in time to test my fighting ability without a knife."

After a while, a large number of slave owners who provoked Alsace crowded outside the tavern.

There were actually hundreds of people, all of them tall and handsome men.

"Here we come, boss!"

"Tie him up and pay the price for your arrogance with your life."

Surrounded by enemies, he remained calm.

In an instant, Alsace stood up from the front desk with a stomp, and punched the big man in front of him who was half as tall as him.

The force is so strong that punching force is generated around the fist.

"Polarization!" He secretly triggered the move in his mind, doubling his strength again!

A punch!

Several big men weighing hundreds of kilograms in front of him were punched out of the tavern and smashed into the crowd of slave owners.

Alsace straightened up, walked out of the tavern and glanced at the hyenas: "2 million? I think the Navy has far underestimated me."

"You don't think that just relying on these people can make me so exhausted that I can be killed by you, right?"

After saying that, he rushed into the crowd of these sturdy men, showing off his amazing boxing and kicking skills.

His ferocious fists can knock down a strong man twice his size with one punch, which is simply unparalleled.

The evening breeze blew, and the town finally ushered in tranquility, and the black quagmire at the feet of Alsace was dyed dark red.

Hundreds of people fell stiffly around him, like dead people.

The last time he faced hundreds of people, he was still a pirate. This time his strength has improved again and he meets these ordinary people who can no longer withstand his beating.

"A bunch of ants, you should be lucky that I don't have a knife in my hand." Putting down these words, he turned back to the front desk of the tavern and sat down slowly.

The black robe on his body was full of coagulated blood and bright red blood. Not a single drop of it belonged to him. It all came from the bodies of those who took the initiative to cause trouble for him.

When he returned to the tavern, he looked at the boss with a calm expression: "Where's my whiskey, boss?"

"Horse... coming right away!" The tavern owner did not dare to neglect and immediately opened a bottle of fine whiskey to entertain Alsace.

Until two small figures carrying a large bag of books stepped over the fainted crowd and walked into the tavern.

Robin came to Alsace's table and looked up at Alsace's body covered in blood: "Did you fight again?"

"Ah, warmed up."

Chapter 30 The pursuit of Lieutenant Colonel Big Chin

He picked up the whiskey glass and poured it down his throat, summarizing his experiences and encounters over the years.

If you want to live happily in this world, you must be ruthless.

Do what I do, think what I think.

Without any restrictions or restrictions, you can kill as many people as you want, free and easy.

Robin climbed onto the chair next to him holding the books he bought, and slowly said: "Al, based on what you told me about the navy, I have analyzed that they should arrive here tomorrow. What should we do?"

The person pursuing this time is definitely not Major Polis. Once the bounty is issued, a more powerful navy will come to suppress it.

Alsace poured whiskey into his stomach and drank a lot of celebratory wine after the fight: "Just in case, tonight we will take the ship to a secret place and hide it to prevent the navy from sinking it."

Non-member countries do not have naval protection, and killing someone here will not violate any world government crime, but it will violate the national crime.

"Well, it's up to you." She didn't feel alienated by Alsace's fight, and she even felt a little dependent on him in her heart.

The sea otter climbed onto Alsace's shoulder and barked at the wine on the bar.

"No." Alsace, who was aware of it, refused and reached out his hand to signal to the bartender: "Another glass of sea urchin juice and orange juice."

The bartender immediately started to do it. Witnessing Alsace's bravery in fighting with his own eyes, he did not dare to neglect anything.

Late at night at the seaside pier, Alsace touched the side of his boat with his hand and said drunkenly, "Can I give you a name too?"

He stared at the boat with distracted eyes and began to think.

My weapon is called Yasha, and my ship is called Yasha? After being offered a reward, Arthas felt that he was inseparable from 'Yaksha'.

"Well, the Yasha." After Alsace finished naming him, he stumbled backward and fell to the ground on the pier's trestle floor.

Seeing this, Robin hurriedly came to him and helped him up, saying in a calm tone: "You drank too much, Al."

Looking at Alsace's clear and clean face and his behavior in recent days, she could never imagine that the young man in front of her would harm her.

"What I experienced before was so painful." Alsace covered his forehead and recalled all the things he had experienced in this world: "Stealing, digging through trash cans, relying on all the little cleverness to survive until now, and finally started to get better."

"Al, you're drunk, get up and sail the boat."

"Well, we have to deal with the navy tomorrow." Arthas didn't want to escape any navy chasing him, but his current strength must make him rational.

"Actually, we can leave the island directly. Why are you so insistent on fighting the navy?" Robin didn't understand.

"I want to become stronger," Alsace told her clearly: "Extreme fighting is the only shortcut to my physical fitness."

He has a really special physique. Does his aura change after normal training as well? Robin was analyzing his physique in his mind.

Let Xiao Ai drive the Yasha along the island's seaside, into the island's river, and into the interior of the island.

Alsace took out a box of rum from the middle deck, lay on the bow of the ship and continued to drink while admiring the night scenery, with various smiles appearing on his face from time to time.

In the cabin, Robin's persuasion didn't work, and An Anjing gradually fell asleep while reading a book in the cabin.

The banks of the river where he was were lined with forests and trails, with lush shrubs.

"Isn't it intoxicating to be so hazy and drunk, with the cicadas chirping in the night and the pleasant sea breeze?"

After being drunk, he felt strange in his limbs, his limbs were slightly stronger than usual, and his five senses were clearer than normal.

"Is this another kind of innate power?" Alsace held the rum bottle in his left hand and stretched his right hand in front of his eyes: "I can't help but want to wield the knife in this state..."

The internal organs, stimulated by the high degree of alcohol, did not cause him any discomfort.

[Well, the growth talent that Xiao Ai gives to the host can continuously temper the body in any environment and in any state. It is the best talent for the host to choose swordsmanship]

"Really? How do you explain drinking?" Alsace began to ask Xiao Ai.

[Wine can also be absorbed by the host. No matter how drunk it is, it will not cause harm to the host's body. Wine can moisturize the host's internal organs, which is a unique way to exercise.]

"What the hell?" Alsace was shocked and felt it was incredible.

Drinking too much alcohol is not good for your health, so you should generally drink it in moderation.

Now he is immune to the harm caused by alcohol, and can instead strengthen his body? !

"Wouldn't that mean that if I drink every moment, I'm exercising all the time?"

[It can be understood that the host will be stronger than the normal state when drunk]

"I...I misunderstood you, Xiao Ai, you are not useless."

Before, he thought his Goldfinger was a badass, but after the main mission started, it was really good.

It seems that I have to carry a bottle of high-alcohol spirits with me every day.

Under the night, Alsace, who was sitting on the bow of the ship, looked at the stars and the moon in the sky, thinking about the strength of the navy that was about to come here to pursue him.

Slowly fall asleep listening to the chirping of cicadas.

……

5 a.m. the next morning.

The navy arrived at the port of Troia and Africa, and the warships docked at the port where the Yaksha docked before and camped.

A large number of soldiers raised their guns and began to search the town.

Go door to door and ask if anyone has seen Alsace with a yellowing bounty in his hand.

Lieutenant Colonel Big Chin patrolled the streets, carrying a huge hammer-shaped weapon on his back, and asked the surrounding soldiers: "Have you found any traces of him in this town?"

"Lieutenant Colonel!" The civilian navy who quickly sorted out the information on the residents of the town hurriedly ran to him: "We have found traces of him!"

"Oh? Where is it?" The lieutenant colonel's expression immediately became serious, and he crossed his arms over his chest.

He is about four meters tall, with a very burly upper body and a thick beard.

The navy duckbill hat also has a music headset.