"Hahaha, the five old stars actually want to cooperate with me?"

On a certain sea area of ​​the New World, the black beard was mocking and looked at a man in black in front of him with a joke.

As soon as he smiled, the pirates on the boat laughed, and there were roars of laughter. It was so embarrassing to see the man in black beard beside him. Fortunately, he had received professional training and would not lose his composure so easily, so he had to look at the black beard with a look on his face.

The golden ring on the knuckles fiddled up and down, and the only one left of the black beard had a cunning look far beyond others. It was not like a fox, but he was more like a poisonous dragon that opened his eyes and chose people to eat.

The thin and short oak prosthetic legs knocked on the deck, and he was paced back and forth on the boat, his face sometimes bright and sometimes dark, and no one could guess what he was thinking.

"Is it true? Oka, have you heard that the Five Old Stars, those pretentious sons of gods are lying at my feet and begging me for mercy, tsk, that Sith bastard has done a great thing.

You said, should I add another fire with them and turn the world upside down? Or should I follow these "gods" to step the Sith into the mud and eat it all?"

The sea breeze subsided, and Blackbeard suddenly stopped. His eyes turned into his sockets, and he held the rum on his waist tightly, and asked half-jokingly and half-inquiringly at Van Oka.

Van Oka paused for a while, his eyes slanted slightly, and he saw that the CP sent by the world government had a little trembling legs. Although the amplitude was very light, he could not hide it from him.

A trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. The world government is really getting worse day by day. If there were a few old men who were trying hard to support it, they would have collapsed amid internal and external troubles long ago?

Van Oka thought so.

But this idea lasted for only a moment in his mind. After all, no matter what the future will be, as far as now, the world government is still an extremely vicious beast that can suppress the pack of wolves.

"Did the captain have no idea? That bastard Wilson Sith killed a lot of us." Van Oka whispered.

As a subordinate, he should not interfere with Blackbeard's personal ideas, but as a companion to Lafet and others, he disliked Wilson Sith.

If he doesn't stand out today, what should he do when he falls into the hands of the Sith tomorrow?

Blackbeard glanced at him, his mouth curled up, and he held the rum at his waist with one hand and poured it down.

"certainly."

His eyes swept across the CP like a hawk, and there was an indescribable heroic attitude between his eyebrows.

"You go back and tell the Five Old Stars, and I agree to this matter. I will go and cause trouble for that guy as promised, but we agree that all the territory of Wilson Sith and Pilgrims will belong to me in the future."

"You...you can't be more aggressive, you've clearly agreed to be half of one person..."

CP was a little anxious, his cheeks flushed red, as if the spoils were not evenly divided. He was about to argue, and a bulge of lingering momentum like a mountain hanging upside down exploded from the black beard. The space shattered, and the darkness was like a sea hanging from the sky, which made people breathless.

The people on the boat were like this, and the CP standing in front of the black beard was even more unbearable. His legs were weak and his body was covered in cold sweat. He obviously wanted to lie down but did not dare, so he had to sit there in a daze and forcefully.

"I'm not discussing this with you. I'm notifying you. Do you understand the notification?"

The murderous aura hit the CP, and he had to nod.

"Ming... I understand, I will respond to your request."

As he said that, he took out a letter from his clothes tremblingly.

"This is a letter from the Five Old Stars to you. If nothing else is happening, I will take it back first."

After handing over the letter, he immediately ran out of the boat like running, trembling while running, and his whole body seemed very funny.

Blackbeard didn't stop him, but just sneered and tore the envelope in his hand open.

His eyes swept across the paper quickly, and his expression became more and more bizarre.

Van Oka was about to come forward to ask, but when Blackbeard pinched his left hand, he shook the letter paper in his hand into pieces and laughed to the sky.

"Five old stars? Humph, Wilson Sith? Haha, the world government treats me well, but who is I? I am the emperor of the pirates and the king of the world. I want this world, and I want the life of the Sith."

...

"Sir Sith, you have packed everything. Now you can set off just by waiting for your order."

On the silver island, Clara was bowing her head to the Sith and reporting it, with a rare seriousness on her cynical face.

Times have changed. The Sith is no longer the fledgling naval major back then, but the head of a major force that was enough to destroy the entire Four Emperors regiment. Even he had to be in awe.

Sith looked up and glanced slightly. The sunlight spread down the window, a little dazzling, but also a little bleak. Wherever he saw, there were Xiao Leng and Suzao who were about to come.

But this is just a small scene for him. He has participated in the top war and fought against the Four Emperors Red Hair. He has lived in just a few years more magnificent than ordinary people. How can he make him reborn with just a little pressure?

Even if you want the enemy to be Blackbeard and the world government.

"Since you're ready, then set out and the entire army withdraws from Silver Island."

After adjusting the cloak under his body, Sith pressed the knife with one hand and stood up to Clara, with the expression on his face quite joking.

Everyone knows that Silver Island is his residence, so what if he leaves this Silver Island?

Withdrawal from Silver Island, the enemy is open and I am secret. He wants to see what the world government can do to him? Can he still eat it?

Clara was a little unresolved. No matter what, the order to evacuate still couldn't make him happy.

"Sir Sith, do we really want to give up Silver Island completely? We have invested so much manpower and material resources and managed it for so long..."

Sith raised his hand slightly, and the smile on his face became stronger.

"If you have land and lose people, you will lose people; if you have land and lose people, you will gain people and land. Clara, don't be blocked by the silver island in front of you, there is still something to do in this war."

"But can't we ask the Navy for help? With your relationship with General Sakasky and the Warring States Marshal, they will definitely not let the Blackbeard and the World Government siege you."

Clara's humiliation still couldn't calm down.

Sith shook his head, turned around and patted him for fear of his shoulder.

"Since the world government dares to take action, the preparations are naturally extremely thorough, and the navy will definitely not take action."

"Then we just lost the Silver Island in vain and waited for death?"

"Sit and wait for death?"

The Sith suddenly seemed to hear the funnyest joke in the world and began to laugh loudly.
Chapter completed!