Kuro's street, being located right at the port, usually has a large population, not to mention now, during the grand event, the street is home to at least several thousand people.
Under his menacing threat and the watchful eyes of the navy pointing guns at them, the people on the street obediently split into two lines, forming two long queues.
Why two teams? Because no one would think they are guilty.
"Mr. Kuro, it's all lined up."
Kro walked over and said.
Kuro glanced at it and said disdainfully, "You call this queuing?"
“Mr. Kuro, there are too many people. It’s impossible to check them one by one. That would take too much time.”
Kuro was also helpless, but it was also normal. They didn't have that much time to screen people here. But this meant that no one could stand on the left, and those who stood in the middle were all people who considered themselves pirates.
After all, pirates have backbone.
"Crow, let me teach you a lesson today: sometimes, we can be a little idealistic."
Kuro walked to the right-hand line of those who believed themselves innocent, and at the head of the line was a tall man in a black suit.
Upon seeing Kuro approach, the leader swallowed hard and instinctively straightened up slightly, like a child being examined.
There was nothing he could do; the man's aura was too terrifying, and he dared not resist.
Ordinary people don't understand what murderous intent is, but their instincts will lead them to make choices.
Kuro stood in front of him, looking the man in the eye, which made him feel uneasy and his scalp tingle.
"mafia?"
Kuro suddenly asked.
The man nodded subconsciously, then realized something and shook his head abruptly.
"No, my lord, I am a law-abiding citizen."
Bang!
A hand pressed down on his head, then suddenly swung it to the side, carrying his body through the pirates on the left and flying further to the left.
Kuro spat dismissively, "Wearing black clothes like this in the West Blue and daring to say you're not a member of the Mafia? Do you think the Mafia is innocent? You don't even have the backbone of pirates, at least they admit they're pirates."
These words made the pirates standing in the middle, with guns pointed at them by the navy, stand tall and proud.
To be praised by the enemy is the highest honor.
"That's right, I'm a pirate, a pirate who sets sail for his dream!" a pirate shouted. "Brave men of the sea are not cowards!"
Kuro nodded, agreeing with this statement.
Hmm, we'll just randomly pick a few pirate crews and sink them at sea later.
"All those in black suits, move to the left!"
Kuro called out to the group.
Under the pervasive murderous aura, the mafia members dared not resist at all, and stepped out of the line into the darkness, moving to the far left.
They had no choice but to stand in line. Besides their subconscious reluctance to resist the man smoking a cigar, the gleaming knives and guns also made them afraid to move.
"I'm not leaving!"
A man in a black suit was being held at gunpoint by several navy officers. He refused to move, trembling under the influence of the menacing atmosphere, and forced himself to shout:
"I am a legitimate businessman, here to do business. Your navy has no right to treat me like this. I am not a criminal! I will complain to the World Government, I definitely will!"
"Wow, is this for real?"
Kuro waved his hand excitedly, "Drag him over there."
Several marines dragged the merchant to the left. The merchant struggled wildly on the ground, his body being pulled backward with all his might, and he roared in defiance, "I am a legitimate businessman! I have paid taxes to the World Government, I have sold goods for the Celestial Dragons! I want to see the Five Elders! I want to see the Five Elders!"
"Colonel Kuro, perhaps he really is a businessman..."
At this moment, Philip hesitated for a moment before stepping forward and saying, "If we do this, our navy's reputation may be affected."
"It's all for justice, Colonel Philip!"
Kuro retorted righteously: "In order to prevent criminals from infiltrating the member states of the World Government and causing trouble, our Navy is risking complaints to maintain order. I believe they will understand us."
“But if he really sold goods to the Celestial Dragons, I’m worried about your future…” Philip said worriedly.
“What kind of legitimate businessman sells goods to that bunch of scum?” Kuro said bluntly.
"Colonel Kuro!" Philip was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and jumped up to try to cover Kuro's mouth.
"ah..."
Kuro scratched his head. "It just slipped out. Let's just pretend we didn't hear it."
Everyone present was sweating profusely, staring at Kuro in horror.
How could you even say something like that?
Is this navy officer insane?
Then we should definitely not provoke them.
At this point, all the people dressed in black suits completely lost their last bit of resistance and obediently walked to the left.
Someone who dares to insult even the Celestial Dragons would be perfectly normal to do something in the Land of Insects.
Once everyone in black formal attire had stood on the far left, Kuro began patrolling the ranks.
None of the people in the group dared to look directly at Kuro; they all stood ramrod straight, their eyes level.
Kuro stopped and stood next to a nearby, robust man.
"Um, Navy officer, I'm not a member of the mafia, nor am I wearing black. I'm just a martial artist here to participate in the martial arts tournament."
The man had a face full of flesh and looked fierce, yet he managed to force a kind smile, which looked quite comical.
Kuro nodded, looking him up and down. "Well, you're not a member of the mafia, but you look so fierce. You must have stepped on ants while walking. That's indiscriminate killing. You're guilty, and everyone with your physique is guilty. Everyone with a similar build, get to the left."
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