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Chapter 381 The 17-year-old Empress

Having a gun is naturally a good thing.

Many slaves who are old, sick and infirm can also possess some ability to protect themselves, and thus the speed of rescuing people becomes faster.

In just twenty minutes.

More than ten prisons were breached, and the number of slaves released amounted to thousands.

but.

By this time, the entire Holy Land was completely alarmed. The furious Tianlong people launched a city-wide search warrant, and more and more people came to pursue and arrest them.

Fischer Tiger has never been a reckless man who relied purely on muscle. He clearly realized at the first moment that reaching this step was already his limit.

Although there are still many slaves in the north who have not been rescued, in the current situation, if we do not start to evacuate, it is very likely that no one will be able to escape.

Forcibly suppressing the unwillingness in his heart, he finally stopped the rescue and allowed the slaves to start turning back to rendezvous and break out from the south of the city to evacuate.



"careful!"

In a certain street, Lightning, who was running wildly with a little boy on his back, suddenly heard a loud shout from a distance.

He turned around subconsciously, but before he could react, a strong figure flew towards him and threw him to the ground.

call out!

A bullet almost grazed his scalp and shot with a bang, instantly blowing the opposite wall into pieces.

Holy shit, what kind of gun is this?

If it hits a person, wouldn't it mean that it will be blown up completely and there will be no whole body left?

Lightning's eyes widened and he broke into a cold sweat.

"Hey, kid, are you okay?"

A sound of heavy breathing came from behind. Lightning raised his head and was surprised to find that the person who knocked him down was actually a girl with long brown hair and a strong figure.

He has a rough face and a strange figure. The most terrifying thing is that his tongue is in the shape of a long fork, and hisses out like a snake's message.

Are they snake people?

Lightning quickly reacted and followed the benefactor to fight until now. Among the slaves he rescued, there were giants, long-hands, furs... they all looked like different people. Although the girl in front of him looked a bit weird, she still looked like a girl.

It is not unusual among so many slaves.

Next to her was a green-haired snake-human girl who looked similar to her, and also had a terrifying snake letter.

But the black-haired girl she was supporting was no different from a human being, with an extremely beautiful profile. She was in a bad state at the moment, her face was pale and bloodless, and she was already in a semi-conscious state.

"Sister! Sister! Hancock!"

The green-haired snake human girl saw that she was listless and patted her cheek worriedly, "Keep on holding on! We are getting closer to the south. As long as we join up with our benefactors, we can escape!"

"I'm okay..."

The black-haired girl reluctantly opened her eyes and murmured weakly in a voice as thin as a mosquito, "Don't worry about me..."

Halfway through his words, his head tilted and he completely passed out.

"Hancock!"

The green-haired snake-human girl's expression changed, she gritted her teeth, and could only lift the black-haired girl with difficulty and carry her on her back.

sisters?

Lightning was standing by, and he was a little confused when he heard it. Are they snake people?

"I'm fine, thank you!"

But now was not the time to dwell on this. He thanked the brown-haired girl, stood up with difficulty, and looked back.

Only then did he realize that at the end of the dark alley, a tall figure wearing a white suit and a mask was walking slowly from a distance with a strange-looking sniper rifle on his shoulder.

"Well, what a bunch of dishonest guys..."

The masked man in white uniform said indifferently, "It's obviously the rest time in the middle of the night, but we made such a big noise. If you want to leave so easily, you are not taking us seriously."

The words just fell.

Three more figures, also wearing white uniforms and masks, appeared silently on the roofs on both sides, blocking all the way out.

"This uniform...damn it, it's from CP0!"

"It's been a long time, has CP-0 finally been dispatched..."

"We can't join up with our benefactors, what should we do now?"

The more than fifty slaves trapped in this alley suddenly fell into panic and chaos.

They originally dispersed in groups, setting fires and rescuing people. After Fischer Tiger ordered the evacuation, they gradually gathered together and fled all the way. They also relied on their numerical advantage to defeat several guards blocking the way.

.

But there is no doubt about it.

The masked people standing in front of them now are not at the same level as those guards, and they are definitely not something they can defeat.

"Go ahead, kill them!"

The leading CP-0 agent said expressionlessly:

"Saint Rosca has issued an order. All defected slaves must not be left alive. Don't waste too much time. After killing these slaves, continue the pursuit southward!"

"Yes, sir!"

Without hesitation, the three agents pulled out their weapons at the same time, jumped from the roof, and pounced on the slaves below.

Is that the end of it... Lightning's face was full of despair, while the two snake-human girls on the side gritted their teeth and protected their sisters behind their backs, preparing for a final desperate fight.

At this critical moment.

Boom!

A dull loud noise suddenly came, and the next moment, the three agents who flew towards them were all shaken away and fell more than ten meters away, shattering several surrounding walls.

"I accidentally got separated, Little Lightning."

A familiar tall figure stepped out of the smoke step by step, grinning, "But it's okay, I finally found you!"

"Big guy!"

Lightning was overjoyed and looked at the bald man who appeared in front of him. He was immediately shocked to find that the "roommate" he had just met yesterday had his entire right arm dyed black, as if cast from steel.

How is this done?

"You are quite lagging behind. Hurry up and meet up in the south."

The bald man glanced at the surprised slaves and smiled, "I'll help you stop for a while, and I'll follow you later."

"But, big guy..."

Lightning hesitated and said, "These are all agents of the World Government, or four of them..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Just leave when I tell you!"

The bald man glared at him and waved his dark fist in a show-off manner:

"Ignorant brat, do I need to worry about you? Do you know what my move is called, Armed Hakiness! This is a skill only possessed by the big shots in the new world. It is more than enough to deal with these lackeys of the World Government!"

So this is the legendary domineering spirit?

Lightning glanced at his fist enviously, no longer hesitated, and nodded vigorously.

"I remember the way, everyone, follow me!"

"Everyone, follow up!"

"Big guy, be careful!"

The slaves followed and fled out of the alley. When two girls spitting out snake letters passed by each other, they offered to stay and help.

But after being rejected by the bald man with a disdainful sneer, he couldn't say anything else, so he could only carry his sister on his back and follow the lightning ahead.

Soon.

The footsteps gradually faded away, and when he turned his head again, the confident smile on the bald man's face had faded away, leaving only a solemn look in his eyes.

Almost at the same moment.

Among the surrounding ruins, stone slabs were pushed away, and three masked men in white uniforms twisted their necks as if nothing had happened, and then quickly approached again.

Apart from some blood stains on his face, there didn't seem to be any injuries left.

Isn't it really that easy to deal with...

Looking at the approaching enemy, the bald man took a deep breath and roared. In the next moment, the dark color quickly spread to his whole body, and like a steel giant, he rushed towards the besieging enemy with an unstoppable attitude.

Agents.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The dull sound, mixed with the roar of pain, almost never stopped, echoing far away in the dark alley.

It seemed like a long time passed, but it also seemed like just two or three minutes.

Accompanied by a "click" sound of twisting his neck, the giant bald man's huge body froze, and then he slowly fell backwards.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a difficult guy among the slaves."

"It only took a while because of the blood of the giants... Humph, a guy who has only scratched the surface of domineering coverage really thinks he can challenge us."

The leader of the man in a white uniform mask wiped the blood from his hands, looked away from the bald man on the ground, and squinted towards the south.

"Separate them all and continue chasing."

"yes!"

The sound of hurried footsteps faded away, and silence gradually returned to the alley.

The bald man on the ground had his head tilted to the side, his eyes were lifeless, and his last bit of life was rapidly passing away.

Just as the blazing fire in the city reflected in the pupils is constantly being extinguished and extinguished...

The efficiency is so high. It must be the intervention of the Devil Fruit ability users raised by the Celestial Dragons to put out the fire in the city so quickly, right?

But it doesn't matter.

Little Lightning and the others should have almost reached the south of the city. The benefactor whose name he still doesn't know must be able to lead them to escape from this hell on earth.

only……

There is still some pity and regret.

if you can.

How he hoped that this fire would never go out, until this so-called holy land of Mariejoia on earth, this prosperous and glorious place, along with the filth and filth behind it, would be burned clean and turned into a white ground...



The rise and fall of his chest gradually weakened.

The bald man's breathing finally stopped completely.

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"Anyway, that's the situation."

In the conference room on the top floor, after the secretary finished his report, the new Marshal Weir said coldly:

"The incident happened in the early morning three hours ago. Currently, the slaves have robbed several merchant ships in the port below. They broke through the blockade and escaped along the waterway. They have escaped from the Mariejoia range and fled towards the Chambord Islands."

"The Five Old Stars have learned about this and are extremely angry. They ordered our naval headquarters to immediately dispatch a fleet to blockade and contain it."

"And this is why I called you here so early in the morning."

He glanced at the senior officials attending the meeting on both sides, "The impact of this incident is really too bad. Over at the port, I have already issued an order. In order to ensure that this matter is foolproof, ten warships will be dispatched to attack Chambord and Red Earth Continent.

In the sea area between them, launch a comprehensive manhunt!”

Send ten warships?

Many lieutenant generals who were summoned urgently frowned. Is this already equivalent to the scale of the Demon-Slaying Order?

The result is just to capture thousands of slaves who have no ability to resist?

It's a bit too exaggerated.

Qingzhi and Nuo Xia were sitting side by side on the right side in the middle. After hearing this, the two looked at each other in tacit understanding, with a hint of ridicule in their eyes.

Obviously.

The marshal who was airborne encountered such a big event as soon as he took office. Now is the time when he is eager to try and prove his ability to his superiors, even if it is suspected that he is killing a chicken with a bull's-eye.

Probably because he is used to being a good dog with the World Government.

And the opposite side of the two people.

Akainu, who had looked gloomy from beginning to end, narrowed his eyes and snorted inaudibly.

"Maybe it's not necessary, Marshal."

He was sitting on Weir's right side. After hesitating for a moment, he finally couldn't hold it back and spoke in a deep voice:

"The bosses definitely don't want to spread the news about this matter, and countless forces are paying attention to every move of the headquarters. If the noise is too big and the matter is completely exposed, it will be counterproductive."

This was the best way of persuasion she could think of.

After getting along with each other for a few days, she has already seen that the new marshal has an extremely headstrong personality. Unlike Cyborg Kong and Sengoku, he is not a person who can easily listen to opinions.

In her opinion, dealing with some escaped slaves on the scale of the Demon-Slaying Order is simply a big joke.

However, if you use overreaction to persuade, it will make him unhappy. You can only use the other party's eagerness to show loyalty to others and find another way to stop it.


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