Vol 4 Chapter 189: Group

Step~~step~~
The sound of footsteps sounded, and the bloodshot gangsters unexpectedly quieted down under the sound of this footstep.
call! Several who were about to be shaken to death at the same time breathed a sigh of relief, and then went into a coma.
Hawkeye raised his gaze and looked at the other side of the alley.
There, a middle-aged man with a cane came slowly. He wore traditional wooden clogs and made a crisp sound at every step.
"It's you?" Hawkeye asked in surprise.
The blind man who appeared in front of him was the blind man who had noticed in that bar before. He did not expect to follow him silently. The most frightening thing was that he hadn't noticed beforehand. This kind of strength is close to the general in the navy. Up.
"Be forgiving and be forgiving. As one of the world's largest swordsmen in the Seven Wuhai Seas, there is no need to have general knowledge with these punks, right?" the middle-aged man said calmly, about ten meters away from the eagle eye. The distance stopped.
It happened to be outside of Hawkeye's best attack range.
With a soft snort, Hawkeye was noncommittal and asked, "Who are you, can recognize my identity and follow it up, to a certain extent, your current situation is very dangerous."
The middle-aged man smiled and said calmly, "Introduce myself, my name is'Yixiao', and someone I know gave me the nickname'Fujitora', whatever you call it. The reason why I came here The reason is simple, you are asking for information about the Blood Sail Pirates?"
"Huh?" Hawkeye's gaze narrowed slightly, "Why, you are in contact with them, or do you want to stand out for them?"
"No." The middle-aged man who called himself Fujitora categorically rejected, "I just want to confirm it. I'm here to fight against the Blood Sail Pirates."
"Cracking?" Hawkeye's tone was a little uncertain, and he looked up and down Fujitora, full of distrust.
"Heh!" Fujitor chuckled. He could understand what Hawkeye meant. In fact, he was often discriminated against by others because of his blindness. A situation like Hawkeye was considered good.
Of course, Hawkeye did not mean to look down on Fujitora. He could naturally feel Fujitor's extraordinary, but the strength of the Blood Sail Pirates was indeed not weak. There was a record of running away under the generals, even if Fujitor's strength was true. Very strong, it is not easy to kill the opponent alone.
"Whatever you do, but I don't have the idea of ​​teaming up with others, please." Hawkeye said casually, and he walked forward, and was about to pass Fujitora.
"Huh?" Hawkeye stopped and looked at the crutch in front of him with a low gaze.
He didn't speak, because there was no need to speak, the sword intent had quietly stabled towards the tiger.
boom!
The invisible forces in the air collided with each other, and the two took a step back at the same time.
Hawkeye glanced at Fujitora in surprise, his face gradually becoming serious.
"What do you mean?" In a cold voice, Hawkeye's hand held the hilt behind the knife.
Swordsman is a profession that doesn't like to be reasonable in many cases. Compared to arguing with others, they prefer to draw out the long sword in their hands and slash them over.
The current Eagle Eye has extreme self-confidence, because of the Xuan's guidance, his strength far exceeds his own at the same time in the original book.
According to his judgment, even the admiral is probably not his opponent now.
Of course, he has not really fought life or death with the admiral of the navy, but has had discussions with Huang Yuan and Qing Pheasant without fighting for life.
Probably under the full burst, his strength is higher than that of the general, but he can't kill them.
Fujitor's expression remained silent, his crutches touched the ground again, "Sorry, I have no malice, but I just want you to share the information of the Blood Sail Pirates. I am grateful for that."
Hawkeye hesitated, and thought for a while and asked, "Why are you so persistent with the Bloodsail Pirates? According to my observation, you should not be a navy."
"It is not just the navy's mission to deliver justice." Fujitora said calmly. Although he did not open his eyes, Hawkeye could still feel his seriousness at this moment.
"Justify?" Hawkeye's tone became strange. He hadn't seen such a strong man with obsession for a long time.
Since many years ago, such people have been very rare.
After a moment of silence, Hawkeye asked, "For this reason?"
"Is this reason not enough?" After asking and answering, Hawkeye had nothing to say in the end.
He is not the kind of character who will do justice. For him, he only cares about the sword in his hand and his few friends.
For example, this time, if it wasn't for the death of the Blood Sail Pirates that just provoke him, even if he knew that the other party was sinful, he wouldn't pay attention.
But this does not mean that he will despise the strong who insists on true justice. On the contrary, this kind of person is worthy of admiration at all times.
"Okay, I understand, come with me." Hawkeye released the sword holding hand and walked forward.
"Thank you." Fujitora whispered, turned and followed, and quickly walked to the beach.
When they arrived at the strangely shaped speedboat of Hawkeye, the two jumped directly up.
"Sit firmly, I don't know if there is blood sail's eyeliner here, in order to prevent them from escaping, I have to rush over quickly."
Hawkeye solemnly said, Fujitora who was sitting behind expressed his understanding.
Although it was designed as a single-man boat, the Hawkeye’s boat can actually carry three people. He also considered how to deal with special situations.
The speedboat was extremely fast, and it took half a day to reach the vicinity of "More Island".
This is a small island with less than a thousand residents. I don't know why the Blood Sail Pirates chose to stay here.
However, Hawkeye didn't care about the specific reason. He had already discovered the huge main ship of the Bloodsail Pirate Group when he approached.
Without any hesitation, he jumped up directly, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed and cut off boldly.
The sharp sword aura was cut out, cutting through the space and directly attacking the huge ship, and the air in mid-air appeared obvious cracks, as if torn the space.
The many crew members below looked up at the same time, and when they realized that something was wrong, the sword energy was already approaching.
【what is that? A bloodsail pirate wants to speak, but this sentence can only echo in his heart because he does not have enough time to make a sound. ..