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The temporary base of the Dragon Pirates.

In a swimming pool, several fishmen were swimming in the water, and there was a lounge chair next to the pool, and the fishman Arlong was lying on it with a look of enjoyment.

Around him, a group of human men were carrying stones, and it seemed that they were building something.

In the cage on the other side, little Nami's sister Nokiko and adoptive mother Bellemere were locked in it, and in addition to the two of them, there were other women locked in it.

Among them, Nokiko, who had short blue hair, turned her head and looked at Bellemere, her eyes full of worry.

"Mom, Nami won't really agree to Arlong's request, right?"

"If she really becomes a member of the Dragon Pirates, then the pressure she bears will be too great, I'm afraid she will collapse."

After all, Nami is just a ten-year-old girl, and she feels really bad to hand over the heavy burden to her.

Hearing Nokigo's words, Bellemeier couldn't help but flash a trace of heartache in her eyes.

Of course she knew that this would put too much pressure on Nami. After all, Nami was her daughter. How could she, as a mother, not feel distressed?

To be honest, if she could choose to sacrifice herself in exchange for everyone's life, she would definitely choose to sacrifice herself without hesitation.

But the evil dragon was attracted by Nami's talent for drawing sea charts. If he failed, the other party would definitely choose to kill Nami.

After all, it is safest to kill a person who cannot be used by oneself. At that time, neither Nami nor the villagers would survive.

And at this moment, an older man fell directly into the swimming pool in front of Aaron because of physical exhaustion, and the stone he was carrying also hit the water, splashing a huge splash.

These splashes just happened to splash Aaron's face, and Aaron's face suddenly sank.

He didn't expect that someone would dare to splash water on him. How brave.

Then he gave a look, and the two fishmen in the swimming pool immediately understood, and then they lifted the old man out of the swimming pool with one hand each.

And the old man seemed to know what would happen to him next, and a look of horror suddenly appeared on his face, and then he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"Lord A'long! I didn't mean it, please forgive me! I won't dare to do it again next time, please forgive me!"

At this time, when the other people who were carrying the boulders saw this scene, a trace of sympathy and sadness flashed in their eyes, but no one stepped forward to stop it.

It's not that they are cold-blooded, but they know very well in their hearts that for A'long, killing them is as easy as crushing an ant.

Even if all of them come together, it is impossible to hurt A'long's hair. They have already experienced this.

Aaron looked at the old man kneeling in front of him without a trace of emotion in his heart.For him, whether to kill or not depends entirely on whether the other party can bring him benefits.

If killing this person has no benefits, then he is too lazy to kill, but if killing him can make Nami and these villagers more afraid of him…

Then this is great for him!

Thinking of this, Aaron also showed his two rows of sharp teeth and laughed cruelly.

"Scared hahaha!"

This laugh made people stand up cold, especially the old man kneeling in front of him, who seemed to understand his fate.

The original pleading on his face had completely disappeared, replaced by a touch of determination.

Then, while the fishman around him was not paying attention, he took out a knife hidden in his body and killed Aaron's neck.

"You damn fishman! Die!"

Accompanied by this angry shout, the old man held a sharp knife and stabbed Aaron's neck fiercely.

However, at the moment when the knife touched Aaron's neck, an irresistible huge recoil force suddenly erupted, and the knife in the old man's hand flew out.

At the same time, Aaron quickly stretched out a strong and powerful hand, and pinched the old man's fragile neck like an iron clamp.

At this moment, Aaron's cold eyes were like a venomous snake, tightly locked on the old man who dared to attack him.

His originally ugly face was twisted out of shape because of anger and contempt, and a cruel smile slowly rose from the corner of his mouth.

"You, a human who doesn't know how to live or die, are you so scared that you are already full of fear in your heart, but you still have the courage to attack me. Are you impatient to die?"

While Aaron said viciously, he gradually increased the strength of his hand.

As he exerted more strength, the old man's breathing became more and more difficult, his face turned from red to purple, and the breath of life was draining away from his body bit by bit.

And at this critical moment, a calm voice, as calm as water, slowly reached the ears of everyone present.

"Blood Cross Slash."

Before the voice fell, a dazzling blood-red cross slash appeared out of thin air, as if it had cut through the void.

This blood cross slash, with its unparalleled momentum, rushed straight towards Aaron at lightning speed.

Aaron widened his eyes and watched the sudden blood cross slash continue to enlarge in front of him.

However, he had no time to react at all, and could only watch the blood cross slash mercilessly split his thick arm in two.

Instantly, blood splattered everywhere, and the broken arm and the old man fell heavily to the ground.

Suffering such a severe blow, Aaron let out a heart-wrenching scream: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

His hideous face twitched violently due to the severe pain, and the saliva from his mouth splashed everywhere.

(Photo: Noqigao)