Don't look at the lawlessness of the pirates in the original book, it seems that only a strong man at the level of lieutenant general or general can make them retreat.

In fact, for the vast majority of pirates on this sea, the consequences of encountering any warship, even the smallest one, would be devastating.

What's more, Meng and the others are not really "pirates" yet.

He wasn't lying. His identity was indeed a businessman who earned the price difference by delivering goods.

But this so-called "goods" is not the spice in his mouth.

slave,

This is an illegal slave ship.

The term "slave" is not new in today's era.

Whether they are the "high-end people" living at the top of the Red Continent or the dignitaries in ordinary kingdoms.

If there are not a few slaves with special backgrounds in the family, they may not be able to hold their heads up even when they go out.

As for the world government, they naturally turned a blind eye to this and pretended not to see it.

The existence of slaves is so common in the world of One Piece that it is not worth mentioning at length.

But this does not mean that slave business activities can be carried out unscrupulously and openly under the sun.

Unspoken rules do exist, and they are tacitly understood within the Navy.

However, unless there is the endorsement of the Celestial Dragons, any transaction related to slaves is strictly prohibited.

If he was found to be involved in the slave trade, he would be jailed for a few years, which would be considered a minor offense.

If the circumstances are serious, you may even be sent to the legendary "Propulsion City".

Monger knows this very well.

As the captain of the slave ship and the main profiteer of the business, given the number of slaves on the ship, once caught by the navy, he would probably have to stay in prison for the rest of his life.

This was also the main reason that forced him to take risks.

In terms of reconnaissance, warships with larger hulls and higher observation towers are naturally better than slave ships.

Needless to say, in terms of speed, the navy's special technology allows their warships, regardless of size, to reach speeds that ordinary pirate ships cannot match.

Based on this premise, when Meng saw the warship approaching from the distance, he already knew that he could not escape.

In a head-on battle, let alone the fact that the navy in the warship is far superior to our own side in terms of both quantity and individual combat power.

I'm afraid that if they show even a little bit of hostility, the jet-black cannonballs will roar like rain and smash their ships and the slaves in them to pieces.

In this desperate situation, if he didn't want to spend the rest of his life in prison, the only solution Monk could think of was the current one.

"roll!"

"Go back to your ship!"

Roaring wildly, the veins on his neck popped out, and the ferocious tattoo covering half of his face twisted like a living creature.

Anyone can see his determination to fight to the death.

There was dead silence.

No one expected the sudden change in the situation on the field.

For a moment, the navymen on the slave ship were stunned and at a loss.

Seeing that the navy did not respond, Meng gritted his teeth and pushed the musket held in his left hand against Roy's temple fiercely, about to pull the trigger.

"etc!"

At this moment, a shout came from the deck of the warship above.

Looking in the direction from which the sound came, I saw Major Shirota holding the railing with both hands and leaning forward, looking a little anxious.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot!"

"Come back, all of you. Come back to the warship."

While comforting Monger, who was holding Roy hostage and might die together at any time, he shouted to the navy on the slave ship.

The branch is located in a remote area and has few staff, making it difficult to recruit people.

The life of every soldier under your command is very precious.

He is not a dull-tempered person. After spending so many years together day and night, no matter how casual or unkempt he is on weekdays, issues related to the safety of sailors have always been at the top of his mind.

Even if the person being kidnapped now is not the team leader Roy, but a "handy" who is only responsible for cleaning, he will not abandon the other party as long as it is his own crew member.

On the other hand, the reason why he is so anxious now is also because of Roy's own special situation.

As the most talented young man in the base in recent years, Roy had been recommended to the Naval Elite School at the headquarters as early as half a year ago.

And this also means that as long as they can successfully graduate, the other party's military rank will be at least a major in the headquarters.

It can be said to be the backbone of the future naval headquarters.

It is obvious that in just a few days, the other party will head to the naval headquarters Marinefando together with the warship responsible for reporting tasks in the base.

Now, we are encountering such a dangerous emergency.

Shirota felt that cold sweat broke out in his hands that were clenching the railing, and his heartstrings seemed to be broken.

He was convinced that once such a talent fell into his hands, even if it was due to an unavoidable accident.

I am afraid that my military rank will be fixed at the branch major for the rest of my life.

There is no possibility of promotion.

"Calm down and don't shoot. Everything can be discussed."

Shirota adjusted his tone as much as possible to make his words sound gentle, so as not to cause unnecessary stimulation to the other party.

It didn't play a big role.

On the slave ship, Monger still acted as before. No matter the strength of his arm around Roy's neck or the direction of the muzzle of the musket, there was no change.

The bloodshot eyes could be faintly opened, staring intently at the sailors in front of them who were jumping back to the warship one by one.

Be alert to all possible dangers around you.

Time passed minute by minute.

After hearing the news, the sailors in the warship all ran out of the cabin, gathered around the railing, and cast nervous glances at the slave ship.

Perhaps because the pressure brought by these sights was too much, the expression on Mengge's face became more tense.

He couldn't help but speak, and shouted towards the navy ahead who were returning to the warship one by one:

"Hurry up! Let me move faster!"

"If I see anyone deliberately trying to mess with you, I'm going to shoot!"

Although he said this, the navy's movements did not speed up much.

After all, the deck height of a slave ship is much lower than that of a warship.

It's easy to get down, just a little jump.

But returning to the warship is not that simple.

On the deck of the slave ship, looking at the dwindling number of sailors in front of him, Nolan glanced in Meng's direction.
Chapter completed!