Chapter 141
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Keya tightened her clothes. The Marine's strange and indifferent eyes made her feel afraid. The other side's gaze was like a cold knife cutting through her body.
"Can I ask, what do you want to verify with Butler Clabart?" Keya summoned up the courage to meet the Marine's gaze and asked doubtfully.
Putting down the teacup, Yarlin glanced at the layout of the room. His cold eyes flashed with a touch of pity. "Believe me, Miss Keya, you don't want to know."
Yarlin didn't have any bad feelings for a rich girl who was unfortunately involved in a conspiracy, but he also didn't feel that there was anything to talk about. He didn't choose to reveal the bloody truth to the other party because there was no need. It was also a rare kindness.
"Our Mr. Captain doesn't seem to be in the room?" Yarlin leaned back on the sofa and glanced at Zangao.
Cold sweat broke out on Zangal's forehead. He raised his palm in front of his chest, and the circular saw that was hanging on his fingertips quickly swayed. Keya and the servants in the house were attracted to it. Soon, strange circles appeared in Zangal's eyes. "Tell me, where is Butler Crabbater?"
"Butler Clabart went to buy snacks for Miss Keya." Several servants replied in unison.
"Butler Clabart, he should have gone to buy my favorite pastries. Recently, he has been going every day." Keya replied without the slightest emotional fluctuation.
"What a considerate butler. Hehe ~ It seems that I will be able to see him in a while." Ya Erlin's lips curled into a playful smile. "Let's let our young miss have a good night's sleep."
"Go to sleep, one or two Zangao!" Zangao gently pressed down on the Marine's cap.
Keya and a group of servants fell to the ground, and a corner of the window was gently pushed open. Usopp stared at the scene in the room in horror. "Why did Keya faint? What did they do to Keya?"
His heart was filled with fear, and his hand that was holding the slingshot was trembling. Usopp still pulled the slingshot, and the oval-shaped gray bullet shot at the Marine in the room.
Yarlin could clearly see the thin lines in the air that had been pierced through. He turned his head to look at a window that had been pushed open in the corner of the living room. A figure with a slender nose was sneakily running towards Keya.
Bang!
With a light flick of his finger, a black thread shot out like a nail and nailed itself onto the oval bullet.
Yarlin's pupils shrank slightly. In the image in his vision, the airflow around the warhead expanded strangely, like a flower that was about to bloom, and gray powder exploded.
"Lime powder!"
Zango and his two attendants coughed, the sofa was covered with lime powder, and Yarlin, who was originally sitting on the sofa, disappeared.
Usopp hurriedly carried Keya on his shoulder and ran towards the window. Then his feet suddenly stopped. He was horrified to find that the window was closed. A Marine stood next to the window and looked at him with cold eyes: "Long-nosed brat, do you know what you are doing?"
"I'm not a long-nosed brat. My name is Usopp. You'd better get out of the way." Usopp's legs were trembling, but his nostrils were pointing at the sky and he threatened: "Otherwise, I have 8 million pirates under my command …"
"…" Yarlin was stunned. He suddenly felt that the weirdly dressed guy in front of him was a retard. The corner of his mouth rose gently and he said: "The last pirate who dared to provoke me like this, the grass on his grave is three meters high!"
"The grass on his grave is three meters high …" Usopp imagined the picture in his mind and felt his blood pressure suddenly rise.
"I'm serious. 8 million pirates are hiding outside the door. As long as I give the order, they will rush in …" Usopp's teeth trembled.
Kah!
The sound of the iron gate in the yard was clearly heard. Usopp was stunned. Yarlin's face changed slightly. He looked at Usopp strangely and sneered: "Interesting brat!"
Of course, it couldn't be 8 million pirates. The person who came should be the butler of Carrabarte, the captain of the original Black Cats, Crowe.
Bang!
A hand knife hit the back of Usopp's head. Usopp's body stiffened as he looked at Yarlin and fell to the ground.
The footsteps outside the door suddenly stopped.
Carrabarte, who was carrying a bag of pastries, narrowed his eyes slightly. He was familiar with the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. It was the unique muffled sound of a human body falling to the ground.
It was a living person falling to the ground or a corpse falling to the ground!
"There is no one in the yard. When I came back, there would be servants coming out to greet me …" The gentle smile on his face remained unchanged. His eyes turned coldly as he continued to walk towards the house. At the same time, he smiled and said: "Miss Keya, I'm back. I brought back your favorite pastries."
There was no response from the closed door. Zangau stared at the door nervously. The familiar voice outside made his body tremble involuntarily.
Ya Erlin stood where he was, looking at the door with a half-smile. He could feel the movement of air through the gap in the door, and he could see a man slowly approaching the door. He had a bag in one hand and a pair of glasses on his other wrist.
The door was pushed open!
The setting sun shone in and a tall figure was projected into the living room. Carrabarte was standing at the door. A pair of cold eyes looked at Keya who had fallen to the ground. Then he slowly raised his eyes and looked at the uninvited guest in the room. His eyes swept past Yarlin and finally fell on Zangau who was wearing a navy uniform. His pupils suddenly shrank into pinholes and his body exuded a fierce murderous aura.
"Captain Crowe …" Zangau subconsciously took a step back and his voice stuttered.
There was no need for additional explanation. The Navy uniform on Zangor's body already explained everything. Crowe immediately guessed the whole story. He removed the disguise of Krabarte, and the smile on his face became fierce. "Zangor, you were captured by the Marines, and you even dared to bring the Marines to find me … Don't you know how much trouble it took for me to fake my death and escape from the Marines' sight?"
Zangau's throat was dry, and the terrifying memories of Captain Crowe made all the muscles in his body stiffen.
"Don't blame him. I forced him to say it." Arlen clapped his hands, drawing Crowe's attention to himself. Only then did he smile, but his words were filled with viciousness and malice. "Furthermore, if you're planning to fake your death to escape, why would you leave someone alive who knows the secret?" he said. So, if you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not doing things carefully enough. No wonder I came to find you … "
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Yarlin, the current controller of Navy Branch 153." Yarlin's mouth opened into a strange smile. "I was also a pirate!"
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