Pirates on Top of the War: I Will Stand In the Sky

   Chapter 148 Want to save?

   "Benefactor, can you tell me your name?" Tiger asked with tears in his eyes, his lips a bit like two ham sausages.

  Ion's mouth twitched slightly and said. "Don't care about the so-called name, it's just a code name."

"no!"

  Tiger wiped away tears and said firmly. "I must keep my benefactor's name in my heart for the rest of my life, this is the morality of my Fisher Tiger!"

   "Since that's the case..."

  Yan thought for a while and said casually. "Then you should remember the name 'Virtual Circle Organization'."

   "Is the virtual circle organization?"

  Tiger muttered several times, as if he wanted to engrave the name in his heart, and then said. "Benefactor, you have to take care, I will definitely come back to save you."

   "Don't don't don't..."

   Conversing with Tiger, Ion felt more and more pain in his head, so he could only explain.

"I came to the Holy Land Mary Joa with a purpose, understand? So even if you want to return to the Holy Land Mary Joa, you must come according to your own plan, pick a good auspicious day and set off again, so as not to get cold. "

   "Huh?" Fisher Tiger was puzzled.

  It's just that Ion couldn't explain this to Fisher Tiger at all.

In the original trajectory, it was a miracle that Fisher Tiger bravely ventured into a place like the Holy Land Mary Joa by himself, and it was a miracle that he was able to leave alive, not to mention that he rescued a large number of slaves and escaped together. Ian is really unimaginable. How Tiger did it.

   You must know that if you calculate it according to the combat power, it is probably that the "Whitebeard Pirates" is at full power, and it may not be able to rescue so many slaves from the Holy Land Mary Joa.

   So this miracle of miracles, Ion estimates that Fisher Tiger's behavior is slightly different from the original trajectory.

   Maybe he can't be a hero, but the kind that will be hung up by the world government to dry out and completely cool down.

   "Anyway, Tiger, it's best to do things from your heart..."

  Yon gave Fisher Tiger one last word of advice, then waved Tiger away.

   "Plop!"

   As expected of a murloc, with a graceful fall into the water, the water pressure was perfect, and soon disappeared into the drainage channel under the cover of night.

   And as soon as Ion's thoughts moved, the battle on Barack's side seemed to be coming to an end.

   "Boom!"

  Barack punched heavily, and said to the air with a very calm expression on his face. "Low race, dirty blood,"

   Immediately afterwards, Barack held it with one hand, and poked out hundreds of "Navy Six Finger Guns" with the other hand, and then threw his vacant hand in the direction of the drainage channel.

   "Since you like freedom so much, let your body float back to the sea."

   Immediately, Barack did not forget to wash off the bloodstains that did not exist on his body with water in the drain, and then continued to pull the cart and walked forward.

   But just when Ion thought he was about to meet the Holy Musgarud, the place Barack walked became more and more remote, and then he entered the entrance of an underground passage.

  Ion then looked at the surrounding environment from the corner of his eyes. Unlike the holy and bright surface of the Holy Land Mary Joa, this underground passage was dirty and messy, and there were still obvious bloodstains left in many places.

  'Is it a place where slaves are held? ' Ian's heart moved, and he suddenly felt bad.

   And soon, after Balakra skimmed the car around several intersections skillfully, he stopped the car directly, and a conversation was also heard in Ion's ears.

   "Master Barack, do you have any orders?"

   "This person put you here temporarily."

   "Is this the new slave of Lord Musgarud?"

   "No, don't let him die. When his injury is better, I still need to take him to see Lord Musgarud."

   "But Lord Barack, our environment here..."

   "It's here, his identity is a bit sensitive, it's not convenient to recuperate outside."

   "Understood, I understand, I will try my best to arrange the best environment for him."

   "Well, don't leak this."

  …

   For a while, Ion couldn't help feeling a little helpless.

   Hearing this, Ion understood what the situation might be.

   In the end, it was Barack who was counseled. He thought that he had made a fool of himself, who was the son of the Warring States Marshal, and he should have been under pressure from the Warring States Marshal.

   And Barack also knew that he couldn't bear the anger of the Sengoku Marshal, so he planned to secretly hide Ion to recover, at least not to be taken out in a badly played appearance.

   "It's really far from the big spectrum, you're a CP0. When you were hypnotized, you didn't know you were afraid at all, but now you're cowardly..."

   "That's good, I'm actually going to jail."

  Ion groaned secretly, and felt like he was being pushed into a certain cage.

   Now, Ion needs to consider how long it takes for him to recover from the injury.

   After all, in Ballack's view, his injury is still very serious.

   "Dang chi..."

   Suddenly a series of iron chains sounded, and then Ion heard the sound of the wooden door of the cage being opened.

   "You three are staying here for the past few days, take care of the person lying inside, feed him food and drink, understand?"

   "Okay." Three weak female voices sounded.

"boom!"

   Immediately, the wooden door was closed again, and the sound of footsteps was far away.

   After a while, Ion's arrogance and arrogance quietly expanded a bit, and after confirming that there was no one else outside the cage, he slowly opened his eyes.

  I saw that in the dark corner of the cage, Ion could barely tell that there were three little girls huddled in the corner and whispering.

   "Is this man also a slave?"

"possible."

   "Then why should we take care of him?"

   "Maybe it's a more precious slave."

   "But he didn't move at all, couldn't he be dead?"

   Hearing this, Ion, who was covered in bandages, felt that it was necessary for him to express himself.

   Immediately, Ion, who was lying upright, shivered suddenly.

   This was all of a sudden, but the three little girls hiding in the corner were so frightened that they trembled with fear.

   "Sister, you scared me to death."

   "He... he moved, wouldn't it be a corpse?"

   "Don't be noisy, isn't it normal for him to move? Dead people don't need to be taken care of."

   Immediately, the three little girls' voices became quieter, and instead they held hands and slowly approached Ion, as if to confirm Ion's condition.

   As the distance between the two sides approached, Ion, who was secretly looking at everything between his eyes, opened his eyes subconsciously.

  Boya Hancock? !

   However, facing the mysterious bandaged monster in front of him, and in the eyes of the three Boya sisters who were approaching cautiously, the sudden opening of their eyes was comparable to a terrifying supernatural event.

   "Ah~~"

   (end of this chapter)