"You were also a pirate?"
Crowe looked at the Marine in front of him, habitually holding the frame of his glasses with his wrist, and his pupils contracted imperceptibly. He couldn't understand the meaning of this Marine. The other party didn't seem to be simply coming to capture him.
"Yes, I used to be a pirate, but in order to ensure that no one would know about that stain, when I left, I killed all the pirates on the ship!" He spoke the cruel truth, but his expression was as indifferent as if he was eating and drinking. Arlen looked at Krow, who seemed to be deep in thought, and said softly, "Look, if you did the same back then, then I wouldn't have been able to find you through Zangau."
Zangao noticed the strange smile on Yarlin's face, and Crowe's faint eyes on the other side, and his whole body felt cold and numb.
"But it doesn't matter, I've helped you clean up the mess you left behind." Yarlin brushed the dust off his gloves. "The remaining members of the Black Cats are dead, and Zangao has changed his clothes, so no one will remember Captain Crowe's name."
"Then I really should thank you." Crowe sneered, he didn't believe that the Marine in front of him would be so kind. "So, why did you do all this?"
"Hey, at first, it was because of Colonel Monca, oh yes, Monca is the Marine who led you in exchange for credit. I was a little curious about him, so I turned my attention to the Black Cats." Yarlin said with a smile: "Later, I had a little interest in Captain Crowe, because of what I just said, there are some similarities between our experiences."
"We both noticed that the identity of a pirate was not promising, so we designed to get rid of our original identity, but I chose to put on the coat of a Marine again, and Captain Crowe came here cowardly and stupid to try to be a rich man." Yarlin disdainfully curled his lips, and his expression was sarcastic.
Crowe's face was black, this was his most proud plot, but it was belittled by the Marine in front of him, which made him lose face.
"Don't be angry, I'm not ridiculing you, I'm just stating a fact." Yarlin shrugged his shoulders, stepped over Keya and Usopp, and said coldly: "This is a chaotic era where the strong prey on the weak. Pirates have no future, maybe one day they will die in the sea, but at least they have sharp claws and can struggle a little; and this kind of rich people, seemingly stable, in fact, they are really sheep in captivity. If they are targeted by pirates, bandits, or even Marines, they are just lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and their wealth will eventually go to others."
"For example, if she's targeted by Captain Kro, don't tell me that this young lady's parents died of natural causes … Since that's the case, even if you succeed, how can you guarantee that this stability won't be broken? Who knows, one day, another group of ferocious pirates will barge in and your play will naturally not be able to continue." Ya Erlin laughed coldly. "It's one thing for your act to be exposed, but the most terrifying thing is that this stable and wealthy life will grind away your claws and fangs, turning you from a vicious wolf into a sheep."
Crowe's eyes flashed, and he gently unbuttoned his collar and said: "You told me so much, and even told me your secret, what do you want to do?"
"Pirates, rich businessmen, civilians, and even Marines, no one can be stable, they are just struggling to survive in the waves of this era. If you want to be stable, you must have enough wisdom, and have enough claws and teeth." Arlen spread out his hands, his tone intimidating and oppressive. "I don't lack people who would die for me, but I lack people who can stand on their own. That's why I've come to invite you to join the Marine. The stability you seek is something only the 153rd branch of the Marine can give you."
Crowe's heart was slightly moved, he was calculating the benefits he could get by joining the Marine, the most important thing is that his original plan has been completely exposed, at this moment, there are only two paths in front of him.
"You just said, now the people who know my identity are in this room?" Crowe stared at Yarlin, and said in a cold tone.
"Of course, in theory, if you can kill us, then Captain Crowe's secret can really be buried here, why, do you want to give it a try?" Yarlin's face showed a thought-provoking smile, and Crowe's face was reflected in his double pupils.
Crowe is not a guy who can be persuaded with a few words, not to mention that he was forced to make a choice, he has to choose to show his sharp fangs, and let the other party know whether Crowe's method of killing is smooth or not.
The glove on his right hand that was holding the frame of his glasses suddenly protruded out a sharp and narrow blade, and his left hand casually leaned against his trouser leg, his five fingers spread open, and the blade was almost sticking to the ground. Crowe grinned: "If you can survive, then maybe I will consider your proposal."
Yarlin's eyes were indifferent, and his pupils strangely contracted, the layout of the whole room and the flow of the airflow strangely appeared on his retina.
Shua!
Crowe disappeared from his place, and in the next moment, he suddenly appeared behind Zanga, and the ten-blade cat claws fiercely tore the air and scratched at the back of Zanga's neck.
Densely packed goosebumps appeared on his neck. Zangal's scalp went numb. His right index finger suddenly flicked. The iron wire wrapped around his finger and the circular saw cut towards the back of his head with an ear-piercing screech.
"Too slow!"
The voice full of killing intent rushed into Zanga's ears, and the circular saw pierced the air. Zanga's heart suddenly contracted as if it was caught by a poisonous snake, and from the corner of his eyes, a vague shadow appeared on the right side, flickering with silver light.
Silent steps, a dense silver light shrouded Zanga's head, and if it was caught, he was afraid that his whole body would be torn into pieces.
Zanga turned pale with fright, and his body rushed to the side. The navy hat was torn to pieces by the strong wind, and a deep bloodstain appeared on his cheek. He rolled on the ground, and ran towards Yarlin without caring about the pain.
Crowe gently shook off the blood on the ten blades, and coldly stared at Zanga's staggering back. He tiptoed, and his body turned into a series of blurry afterimages in Yarlin's line of sight.
"We will be colleagues in the future, don't be so heavy-handed!" Yarlin's right hand grabbed Zanga and pulled him behind himself, and at the same time, the five fingers of his left hand opened, and countless black silk threads like the hair of a female ghost fell down and brushed towards the black tornado.
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