"They're really fanatical. Those marines are in trouble. Should we go help them?"
At the alley entrance, he was alone, asking the question as if talking to himself.
Please think it over...
Behind him, a very faint voice sounded, almost inaudible if one didn't pay attention.
A tall figure, dressed in a black feather coat and seemingly blending into the darkness, appeared behind the blond man.
"That's not our mission. Let's not reveal it, Chief of Staff. After all, the Navy is also our enemy."
The blond man glanced in the direction of Kro again, sighed, and turned to walk into the alley.
*Smack*
He suddenly bumped into the voice behind him.
"What's wrong, Crow?"
The blond man looked up in confusion at the pale-skinned man under the black feather coat. The man was bald, had fierce eyes, and wore a bird-beak protective gear on his face.
The man had sweat on his forehead.
However, the moment a thought of doubt arose in his mind, his pupils contracted, and he subconsciously turned his head to look in one direction, cold sweat pouring down his face.
The crowd that had been rushing toward Kro stopped in unison, turning their heads to look in a certain direction, their bodies trembling.
There, there was a group of naval personnel.
The leader slowly drew a black knife. As the knife was drawn, a massive black and red aura erupted from his body, sweeping across the entire street, in the blond man's eyes.
murderous look!
A thick, viscous killing intent, as potent as blood!
Under the sweeping aura of murderous intent, some people rolled their eyes and collapsed, instantly clearing out the dense crowd.
Those who were standing were trembling, as if they had encountered a natural enemy, and dared not move.
Kuro slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, glanced at the people in front of him, and said indifferently, "Stand still, everyone. I'm a Marine, here to maintain order. Those still standing, form your own groups. Those who are guilty, stand on the left; those who are innocent, stand on the right; and pirates, stand in the middle."
"That man..."
A crow's solemn voice rang out, "Why are you here?"
"Lucil Kuro!"
The blond man's pupils contracted to pinpoints, and he uttered the words through clenched teeth: "That's right, it's him, Lucilfer Kuro, the culprit who killed Ace!!"
His body began to tremble, not from fear, but from a surge of hatred.
That man, the man who indirectly caused Ace's death, the man I've wanted to meet countless times, has appeared here!
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