Chapter 11 First Appearance! The Debut of the Hundred-Plan Kro!
Dylan paced back and forth beside a corpse covered in blood.
He was holding a specially made flintlock musket with a 120mm caliber muzzle, which looked more like a hand cannon.
"Guys, you should be glad you met the great Captain Dylan. I don't like killing innocent people, but those who have the blood of my crew, please step forward. Believe me, I will give you a quick death!" Dylan used his one eye to scrutinize every passenger, and everyone he saw lowered their heads.
"Nobody's saying anything to me? Great!"
Dylan grabbed a passenger, pressed a gun to his head, and the passenger screamed, cried, and begged.
Bang!
The headless corpse fell to the ground, its shattered flesh splattering all over Dylan's face. The passengers next to him shuffled back, screaming in terror as fear spread.
In the crowd, a young man gently pushed up his glasses with the back of his hand, and an eyeball landed not far from him.
"Damn pirates!" The young man glanced around, searching for a way to escape.
At that moment, Dylan grabbed a little boy.
"Let me go, let me go..."
"My child, my child, please, spare my child..." the mother pleaded, kneeling on the ground.
"You shouldn't beg me, madam. You should beg the man who killed my partner!" Dylan pointed the gun at the little boy and slowly pulled the trigger.
Suddenly, a shout of "Stop!" rang out. Dylan released his thumb, looked at the young man who had stood up, and turned his gun towards him.
"You killed my boatswain?" Dylan asked with interest.
"Yes!" The young man gently adjusted his glasses with his palm, and the passengers around him quickly moved away, as if getting close to him would bring bad luck.
The young man walked out unperturbed.
"Oh? You're quite courageous! So, are you ready to accept death?"
The young man calmly replied, "In that case, you might lose an even better subordinate, esteemed captain!"
"Hmm?" Captain Dylan became interested, sized up the young man, and asked, "What's your name?"
"Crow, my name is Crow, Captain! I think a dead man can no longer rob you of your wealth, but I can. I will be more capable than your boatswain." Crow bowed slightly to show his respect.
"Oh, hahaha, that's interesting. You mean you're going to be my boatswain? What if they don't like it?" Dylan pointed his gun at the pirates.
Chloe pushed up her glasses with the back of her hand and said in a cold tone, "I'll make them submit!"
"Hahaha...kill him!"
Dylan threw a knife onto the wooden board, pointed it at the little boy, and said coldly, "Kill him, and you'll be the new boatswain!"
Kro was astonished.
"Choose one: you die, or he dies!" Dylan narrowed his one eye.
Kuro was caught in a dilemma. Passengers and pirates were all watching him, and he could hear the cries of a little boy, the pleas of a mother, and the laughter of Dylan.
Kro slowly bent down, the struggle in his eyes gradually turning into indifference. He picked up the knife and viciously stabbed the little boy.
"No..." the mother exclaimed.
At the critical moment, a whooshing sound rang out, and then the knife in Kuro's hand spun out. Seeing it coming towards him, the two pirates were so frightened that they lay down on the ground. With a "clang" behind them, they turned around and saw the tip of the knife embedded in the wooden board, trembling back and forth.
"Aha, I made it!"
Everyone looked toward the speaker, a boy wearing a blue short-sleeved shirt, striped shorts, and flip-flops, who pulled out a bounty poster.
"Oh, One-Eyed Dylan, bounty 10 million Berries! Uncle, is that you?" Lister asked, pointing to the portrait on the bounty poster.
"That's right, I am the one-eyed pirate with a bounty of 10 million Berries!" Dylan raised his proud head.
As a pirate, the higher the bounty, the greater the fame. In the entire East Blue, there are only a handful of pirates with bounties exceeding 10 million Berries. Therefore, Dylan can proudly call himself the "Great Pirate".
"Are you a bounty hunter?"
Lister ignored Dylan, looked at the young man in the black suit, flipped through the wanted posters but couldn't find his portrait, and asked in confusion, "Who are you?"
Kro frowned. The sudden appearance of the boy had disrupted his plans. He said expressionlessly, "Kro."
"Hey kid, the great Captain Dylan is talking to you. Don't look so nonchalant," the rooster-haired pirate said menacingly.
"Get out of the way, you worthless lackeys. I want your captain's head." Lister waved his hand impatiently.
The pirate henchmen stared wide-eyed, exclaiming in unison, "Isn't that a bit too direct?"
"You brat, you're asking for it!" The rooster-haired pirate ran over, brandishing his long sword, and swung it down.
"roll!"
Lister raised his foot and kicked to the side, his rooster-like head arching like a lobster, spitting blood from his mouth, and flew back at an even faster speed than he had come, knocking down seven or eight pirates. After landing, his eyes rolled back, and his life was unknown.
"Wow, so strong!" the pirates exclaimed, the timid ones huddled together, trembling.
"You're not quite up to the task of taking my head."
Dylan threw the little boy at the teenager, leaped into the air, jumped backward, and roared, "Hey, what are you looking at? Kill him, or I'll kill you all!"
Dylan pointed his hand cannon at the pirates.
"Captain, spare my life!"
The pirate, with a gun pointed at him, froze. The thought of his captain's terror overcame his fear of the boy.
"Kill him! There are so many of us, are we afraid of just one guy?"
"kill!"
A group of pirates charged menacingly toward Lister.
Liszt caught the little boy and returned him to his mother, who hugged him tightly and thanked him profusely.
"Watch out!" the mother exclaimed when she saw the pirates behind Lister.
"It's alright!"
Lister smiled slightly, then leaped high to dodge the falling blade. He landed, stepped on the pirate's arm, spun around and kicked him in the face. One pirate after another was kicked away, like dumplings being dropped into a pot, and crashed onto the deck.
"Wow..." The passengers gathered together opened their mouths wide enough to fit a pineapple.
Dylan's forehead was sweating. Who was this person? He'd never heard of him before.
"I'm a pirate with a bounty of 10 million Berries, how could I be afraid?"
Dylan pulled a thumb-thick bullet from his waist, inserted it into the barrel, raised the hand cannon, aimed it at Lister, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face.
"Die! Flame Bomb!"
boom!
A burst of flame shot from the muzzle of the gun, engulfing the area where Lister was standing; the railings of the merchant ship shattered, and smoke billowed.
"Oh ha ha ha, you're dead! This is what happens when you go against the great Captain Dylan, oh ha ha ha ha!"
"Captain Dylan!" the pirates cheered, waving their weapons.
Passengers, whose hopes had been dashed before they could even rise, huddled together for warmth, filled with terror.
Kroo gently pushed up his glasses with the back of his hand, glancing at the passengers out of the corner of his eye.
"This is really troublesome. They all saw me about to kill that little boy. Should I kill them all, without leaving a single one alive?"
"Hey, look."
"Um?"
Kro looked up, and through the smoke, a figure slowly emerged.
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