Chapter 1312

Fortunately, the bar owner has already received enough benefits, and he did not make any more excessive demands, but lowered his voice and said, "Well, since you are so cooperative, the Bloodsail Pirates came here about five days ago, Just stay in the direction of 'Isle of Mole'. If you have something to do with them, hurry up, I heard that they will only stay here for a week."

"Yeah!" Hawkeye nodded, "How to get to 'Isle of Mole'."

"This is a map of the many islands in the kingdom." The bar owner casually threw a scroll up from below. "For the sake of your generosity, the map will be given to you for free."

Hawkeye took it, turned around and left without any extra words. From the beginning to the end, he didn't touch the glass of ale on the table.

After Hawkeye left the bar, the gangsters who had seen everything just now exchanged glances with each other, and then quietly disappeared into the crowd.

The barkeeper glanced at where the hooligans disappeared, and then let out a low, inexplicable laugh.

He whispered in a voice that only he could hear, "I wish you good luck, idiots. How can there be so many fat sheep in the world, hehe, the world's number one swordsman Jorakor Mihawk, Blood Sail this time It's a hard point to provoke."

And somewhere out of the sight of the bar owner, the blind uncle drank the wine in his glass, then slowly stood up and picked up the crutch beside him, and disappeared into the crowd when he turned around.

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In the depths of the alley, Hawkeye put away the map. He had already noted down the direction of "Mol Island", which is not too far from here. Based on the time of his speedboat, it would only take half a day.

His footsteps stopped, he did not go directly to the direction of his own speedboat, but looked back and forth.

At some point, four strong men with iron bars or machetes appeared and stopped him in the middle.

"Hey!" With a silent sigh, Hawkeye felt very helpless.

No matter where you go, there is no lack of this kind of brain damage. Sure enough, idiots can't be killed.

A rogue with tattoos embroidered on his bald head said, "Boy, is it Gulan coins? Hand over all the coins you have, otherwise you may not be able to leave this island."

Without any nonsense, Hawkeye really didn't want to waste the energy to speak, the moment his eyes focused, the domineering look came out through his body!

The powerful deterrent force shocked the heart without any defense, and the four gangsters groaned at the same time and fell to their knees on the ground.

This kind of domineering, which even the elite soldiers of the navy can't resist, can't be resisted by these low-level gangsters.

In just a few seconds, their eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and more and more.

Chapter 189 Forming a Group

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Footsteps sounded, and the gangsters with bloodshot eyes unexpectedly quieted down under the sound of footsteps.

call! Several gangsters who were about to be shocked to death breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and then passed out.

Hawkeye raised his gaze and looked to the other side of the alley.

There, a middle-aged man on crutches walked slowly. He wore traditional clogs, which made a crisp sound with each step.

"It's you?" Hawkeye asked in surprise.

The blind man who appeared in front of his eyes was the blind man he had noticed in the bar before, but unexpectedly followed him quietly. The most frightening thing was that he didn't realize it beforehand. This kind of strength is close to that of an admiral in the navy. up.

"Forgive others and forgive others. As one of the Seven Martial Seas, the world's number one swordsman, there is no need to be as knowledgeable as these little bastards. You are right." The middle-aged man said calmly, standing about ten meters away from Hawkeye. The distance stopped.

Just outside Hawkeye's best attack range.

With a soft snort, Hawkeye asked noncommittally, "Who are you? You can recognize my identity and follow me. To some extent, your current situation is very dangerous."

The middle-aged man smiled and said calmly, "Let me introduce myself, my name is 'Yi Xiao', and someone I know gave me the nickname 'Fujitora', you can call me whatever you want. The reason why I followed The reason is very simple, are you asking for information about the Bloodsail Pirates?"

"Huh?" Hawkeye's eyes narrowed slightly, "Why, you have contact with them, or you want to stand up for them?"

"No." The middle-aged man who called himself Fujitora vetoed it flatly, "I just want to confirm that I'm here to attack the Bloodsail Pirates."

"Suppress?" Hawkeye's tone was somewhat uncertain, and he sized Fujitora up and down, full of distrust.

"Heh!" Fujitora chuckled. He could understand what Hawkeye meant. In fact, he was often discriminated against by others because of his blindness. Things like Hawkeye were considered good.

Of course, Hawkeye didn't mean to look down on Fujitora, he can naturally feel that Fujitora is extraordinary, but the strength of the Bloodsail Pirates is indeed not weak, there was a record of escaping under the general, even if Fujitora's strength really It is very strong, and it is not a small difficulty to kill the opponent alone.

"You can do whatever you want, but I don't have the idea of ​​forming a team with others, so please do it." Hawkeye said casually, and he walked forward, and he was about to pass by Fujitora.

"Huh?" Hawkeye stopped, looking down at the crutch in front of him.

He didn't speak, because there was no need to speak, the sword intent had already stabbed at Fujitora silently.

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 became serious.

"What do you mean?" In a cold voice, Hawkeye held the handle of the knife behind him.

As a profession like a swordsman, many times they don't like reasoning very much. Compared to arguing with others, they prefer to draw out their long swords and chop at them.

The current Hawkeye is extremely confident, because of Xuan's guidance, his strength far exceeds that of himself at the same time in the original book.

According to his judgment, even the admiral is probably not his opponent now.

Of course, he never really had a life-and-death fight with the admiral, but had a non-death fight with the yellow monkey and the green pheasant.

Probably under full force, his strength is higher than that of the generals, but he can't kill them.

Fujitora remained calm, and the crutch touched the ground again, "Sorry, I don't mean any harm, I just want you to share the information about the Bloodsail Pirates, for which I am very grateful."

Hawkeye hesitated, thought for a while and asked, "Why are you so obsessed with the Bloodsail Pirates? According to my observation, you are not a navy."

"Justice is not only the duty of the navy." Fujitora said calmly. Although he did not open his eyes, Hawkeye could still feel his seriousness at this moment.

"Justice?" 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, "Just for this reason?"

"Isn't this reason enough?" After questioning and answering, Hawkeye had nothing to say in the end.

He himself is not the kind of character who will uphold justice. For him, all he cares about is the sword in his hand and the few friends he has.

For example, this time, if it wasn't for the Bloodsail Pirates' death that just happened to provoke him, even if he knew that the other party was evil, he would not have paid attention to it.

But this does not mean that he will despise the strong man who sticks to true justice. On the contrary, this kind of person is worthy of admiration at any time.

"Okay, I understand, come with me." Hawkeye let go of the hand holding the sword, and walked forward.

"Thank you." Fujitora whispered, turned and followed, and walked quickly to the beach.