Pirates: Your emperor has returned!

The pirates' laughter grew even more joyful, as they all expected to see the big guy's head ripped open. But what happened next froze their smiles.

Barlow scooped up the first mate and slammed him, knife and all, into the ground.

— Cement brick floor.

The pirates felt their hair stand on end instantly.

Barlow scratched his head, squatted down with a serious expression, and said to the first mate, who was only showing his head:

"Burning, killing, and looting are wrong, do you understand?"

The first mate was barely breathing, barely alive, and could only nod unconsciously.

"Okay, you did it! It wasn't as hard as the teacher said!"

Barlow stood up contentedly and smiled at the residents behind him:

"See? I'm really good at persuading people!"

He turned around and called out to the pirates on deck:

"Come down here, let me persuade you!"

Purple Pen Literature

[Chapter 79. The Sorrow in His Eyes]

Rapeseed flowers, port and dock.

Not far away, Crocodile was trying so hard not to laugh that his stomach started to hurt.

He felt this scene was a rare sight, so he ordered a glass of wine and planned to savor it slowly.

After taking a sip of the wine that had just been served, Crocodile said to Rowan beside him, "The Navy sent over a fool!"

Luo Wen nodded. "He is very capable."

"Ok?"

Crocodile was puzzled. "Is this guy a problem for you?"

Putting aside Rowan, even Crocodile himself was confident he could outmaneuver this behemoth of a Marine!

and many more……

Does this way of thinking seem a bit off?

After downing a swig of strong liquor, Crocodile became curious about Rowan's explanation. "Why do you say that?"

A person with such a simple and honest personality could never allow the World Government to infiltrate the Four Seas Alliance—unless his acting skills are world-class.

Rowan laughed and said, "If it were veteran lieutenant generals like Flying Squirrel or Ghost Spider who came, they would definitely handle things perfectly, leaving us no room for error."

“Indeed.” Crocodile nodded.

He had contact with some of the lieutenant generals at headquarters, and they were all extremely shrewd individuals.

"But he's different."

Rowan pointed at the fierce-looking, burly man who kept talking about "persuasion".

"If I'm not mistaken, he was selected by Tsuru according to the Navy's standard procedures."

"This means that he probably felt that he was here to establish a new naval branch."

Rowan also ordered a drink and raised his glass.

“If he has ulterior motives, we have many ways to limit his development.”

"But now, the crane has given itself to someone we cannot refuse."

Rowan waited for a long time, but Crocodile didn't clink glasses with him, so he simply turned around and clinked glasses with Vivi.

"Let's see how skilled he is. If he's good, Alabasta should have its own naval branch."

"That guy isn't as simple as he seems."

Crocodile suddenly spoke up: "He has killed people, and a lot of people, you should be able to tell."

Rowan nodded. "Indeed, but look into his eyes."

"Ok?"

Crocodile was taken aback, but couldn't figure it out. "What's in his eyes?"

"sad."

"Huh?" Crocodile was taken aback.

Rowan repeated, “Sadness.”

……

At the dock, another group of pirates jumped off the deck, only to be successfully persuaded by Barlow.

They fell to the ground in different ways, their painful cries echoing across the dock.

What's somewhat puzzling is that, whether intentionally or unintentionally, none of the pirates died on the spot because of their exaggerated "persuasion methods."

Many people were simply stuck in the ground and unable to move, without suffering any serious injuries.

This is not easy to do; brute force won't work. You need to have quite a bit of skill.

However, those pirates weren't paying attention to that right now.

All they knew was that a monster was blocking the docks, shoving their men into the ground one by one!

The pirate captain made a decisive decision.

"fire!"

The gunner complained, "It's too close to the dock here; we can't turn the gun barrel around!"

"waste!"

The pirate captain, not wanting to be imprisoned, yelled at the gunner, "Fire at the crowd! Doesn't he claim to be a Marine? Let him go back to rescue his people, we're making a run for it!"

"Yes!"

The gunner nodded repeatedly in agreement, then quickly called to the others, slightly adjusted the angle, and lit the cannon's fuse.

More than a dozen cannons were aimed at the crowd at the edge of the rapeseed flower wharf and were ready to fire in unison!

By the time Barlow realized what was happening, a series of "bang bang bang bang" sounds rang out as more than a dozen shells were fired in succession, heading towards the crowd in the distance.

not good!

Barlow strained his legs, intending to use one of the Six Styles, Shave, to rush back and rescue them.

Even if it means using one's own body to block a shell, as long as no innocent people are injured, that's enough!

However... Barlow couldn't guarantee how many people would be affected.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed past. Barlow looked closely and saw that it was the strange soldier who was completely covered by Armament Haki!

He pulled out the two sharp blades stuck in his body with a strange sound, and with both hands, he dodged through the volley of cannonballs.

Swish!

In an instant, those shells were cut into countless pieces.

The shells, having lost their momentum, either exploded on the spot or fell into the sea, all of them intercepted halfway.

……

This scene not only stunned Barlow, but also Crocodile.

"You know swordsmanship?!"

"I saw CP0 use similar weapons before, and I modified them to suit my habits."

Rowan gently flicked his fingers, and black sand connected him to the special Sand Guard from his fingertips.

"Not very skilled, but it's enough to deal with artillery shells, and it's very convenient."

Rowan drank his wine as he maneuvered the Sand Guard to Balo's side.

"Glèlèlèlè..."

The Gravel Guard emitted a strange grinding sound, and Ballow seemed to understand what they meant—

Let's take down those pirates together!

Barlow emphasized, "Don't kill anyone. Let me try to persuade them first."

The Gravel Guard tilted his head and made a sound, seemingly not understanding what Barlow meant.

In fact, Rowan understood perfectly well, but he didn't want to.

The harm should not extend to outsiders.

When these pirates attempted to escape by shelling civilians, they had already crossed the line of the Four Seas Alliance.

bass!

The Sandstone Guard, with their hunched backs, rubbed their two black scimitars together, creating bursts of sparks.

Before the words had even faded, Ballow and the Gravel Guard had already slipped onto the pirate ship.

Barlow was taken aback by what he saw.

So fast!

With a speed comparable to one of the Six Styles, Shave, who exactly created that black thing?

Hesitantly, the Sand Guard made his move, flashing past several pirates like a black shadow.

Once it stood still on the deck again, a red line appeared around the necks of the pirates.

Their bodies trembled a few times before they all collapsed, dead beyond any hope of survival.

The blade was stuck in the edge of the ship's railing, making a screeching sound as the Sand Guards advanced. To the pirates on board, it was the sound of a death sentence!

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Barlow understood the black-clad soldier's intention and was about to reach out to stop him, but it was too late.

The black-clad soldier, like an elusive shadow, plunged into the cabin.