Chapter 312 You bullied me when the navy didn't come, and you bullied me when the navy came
Chapter 312 You bullied me before the navy came. Will you still bully me after the navy came?
"Everyone line up!"
"The navy is coming!"
"Everyone obey the navy's orders and stand still!"
During the arresting operation, the most active ones were not Kuro and his navy, but the weak martial arts masters, who were as proud as if they had defeated the Four Emperors.
All Kuro did was release his murderous intent so that people would not dare to resist.
As for those weak martial arts masters, when they screen out those who are stronger than them, it is a matter of competition, and there is no need for Kuro to blindly select with idealism.
Pirates are easy to say. Real pirates have a lot of backbone and will not give up the identity that makes them proud. As for them, they can give up at any time.
On the contrary, there were some martial arts masters whose physiques were not that strong, but their strength was good. Kuro didn't bother to look for them one by one. Instead, it was these weak people who directly pulled them out.
Karl, yes, that thin martial artist who seemed to fall over if he was blown by the wind, was also called Karl.
It has the same name as the 'famous martial artist' who was kicked unconscious by Kuro before.
At this time, his hair was disheveled and he was in a state of embarrassment. One of his shoes fell away because he was running, but he only grabbed one person's wrist and shouted:
"I got it! I got it! I got it!"
"Beast, what did you catch!"
The man who was caught raised his other hand and gave Karl a hard slap in the mouth. His body spun around and he fell to the ground and could not stand up for a long time.
Seeing this, the people around couldn't help laughing.
Although the man had the courage to hit him once, he did not dare to hit him a second time because he was now surrounded by some navy and the bright spears were pointed at him, so he had no other ideas.
After a long while, Karl finally came to his senses, jumped up and pointed at the man and said:
"Finks! I knew you would come! Marines, this man is the strongest martial artist on our island. He once killed a huge sea beast by himself. We can't let him go!"
"Karl, you!"
The man named Finks listened to Karl yelling and his face became extremely ugly, but surrounded by muskets, he did not dare to take action.
Karl said proudly: "You bullied me before the navy came, but you can still bully me after the navy comes? Then isn't the navy here in vain?"
As martial arts masters in a town, Carl and Finks are two extremes. Finks is strong, gentle, and has a sense of justice. He is regarded as the patron saint by the people in the town, and he is especially popular with girls!
Carl, on the other hand, is weak, cunning, deceptive, and despised by the people in the town. Most importantly, no girl likes him at all!
What? The weak must be innocent?
Stop joking!
From the first moment Kuro saw this thin man, he knew he was a bad person.
He is not a bad person because he has no strength.
He is not a good person because he has no character.
He's just the kind of rotten person who has some bad ideas in his heart, but because he doesn't have the ability to carry them out, he can only be disliked by others.
This kind of people are generally found in various islands, and most of them are gangsters.
However, there's nothing wrong with it.
If bad people participate in a martial arts conference, then the martial arts conference will be ruined.
After all, can a martial arts tournament that gathers pirates and gangsters be a serious tournament?
"Line up and take them away." Kuro waved his hand.
There was no need for him to take action this time. Crowe, who understood the essence of Crowe's work, did things very neatly.
Moreover, there were also a group of weak martial artists assisting, so this split was much faster than the previous street.
After driving away these people and clearing out a wave of pirate groups that had attacked the town, Kuro continued on his way.
This time, the number of weak martial arts masters who stayed behind was larger, and they gathered with the previous wave. Under the banner of helping the navy maintain order, they marched with the navy in a mighty manner.
The same goes for third street.
But after clearing the third street, when we arrived at the fourth street, the number of people was obviously much smaller.
"Something's wrong. Did you get the news?"
Kuro touched his chin, looked at the sparse team, and fell into deep thought, "The number of people has become too small."
"Mr. Clow, we have driven away many people."
Crowe glanced at the weak martial arts team that had gathered more than 2,000 people, and estimated in his mind that the number of people driven away by the three streets was at least four to five thousand.
This is because of the help of these "Sea Association Army", otherwise it would not be so efficient. When these people gather together, they may not be able to fight, but they can make troubles and things like that.
Under the identification of these "Sea Association Army", those who were slightly stronger than them were forcibly identified and driven away.
For those who can participate, how many are left?
In addition, not every street is close to the port and is relatively prosperous. There are always some dull streets, so it is normal that there are not many people.
Mainly because if he continued like this, Crowe himself was a little scared, so he quickly persuaded Crowe first.
"Mr. Clow, we have almost achieved our goal."
Crowe advised at this time.
"It's not enough. I'm not sure yet. What if the Insect Country keeps suppressing this and doesn't complain to me?"
Qrow said worriedly.
Although he drove away a lot of people, at most the martial arts conference lacked a bit of entertainment, and there were still some strong ones.
Moreover, there are quite a lot of people in this town. As long as there is money to be made, the Insect Kingdom might not complain about him and tolerate this.
After all, he has a good reputation, and the Insect Kingdom is at war. If there is no time to take care of him, then wouldn't all his efforts be in vain?
Now, at best, the probability is 50%, which is completely insufficient.
He, Kuro, is a very stable man. He dare not say 100%, but 99% of the time he wants it.
"Mr. Clow, if we keep going, all that will be left is these crooked melons and cracked dates."
Crowe glanced at the weak martial artist.
With this group of people, he could defeat two thousand of them by himself without taking a breath or even needing to transform.
If you really let this group of people come on stage to fight, it would not be called not giving face to the Kingdom of Insects, but it would be trampling under the feet of the Kingdom of Insects and even spitting on them.
"These are the only ones left"
Crow chewed on Crow's words and looked at the group of weak martial artists who were ready to make a move, his eyes lit up:
"Yes, these are the only ones left! Drive away all those who are stronger than them, and drive away all the consumers. The Insect Country will definitely complain about me, and those merchants will also complain!"
He patted Crowe's shoulder excitedly, "You are finally useful, you are indeed my think tank!"
I didn't say anything!
Crowe roared in his heart, I want to persuade you to stop, he doesn't want to come up with this plan.
Originally, Crowe only wanted to reduce the number of people who came this time by half, but Crowe's words reminded him that it was always half the number anyway, so it didn't matter who he was.
Why not just keep these weak martial arts masters and give the Insect Kingdom a unique martial arts conference.
He turned to those weak martial arts masters and said: "Is there any place with more people? Let's go there."
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you. One of them boldly stood up and said:
"Sir Kuro, why not go to the Entertainment Street? It is the most prosperous place in the Town of Slough. But the Luo family is guarding it, so I'm afraid."
"Entertainment Street? Okay, right there." Kuro nodded.
As for the Luo family, who told them not to give face?