fear death?
How could I be afraid of death!
Sicily felt that she had countless words and countless fires that she wanted to express, and she wanted to show this guy who underestimated him what it was like to be a rear admiral in the navy!
I am definitely not comparable to a noble major like him!
But the reality of the situation made him speechless when faced with these two words.
He didn't know how to refute.
"At least... at least you have to ensure the safety of those nobles."
This is the bottom line for Sicily.
As long as the lives of the nobles and wealthy businessmen are not threatened, and the world government does not put excessive pressure on the navy, everything can be discussed.
"Well...then it depends on their own efforts."
Bucky thought about it seriously and felt that it was unlikely.
After all, he has always felt that he is a person who keeps his promises.
If you say you're going to set a fire, you're going to set a fire.
Beside him, the sound of exploding building materials could be heard from time to time.
The intense firelight made his face turn red.
What was originally a huge semicircular building can now only be seen as a rough outline, still struggling in the firelight.
"it's a pity."
He hung up the phone voluntarily, and inferring certain facts from his tone of voice and the sounds in the surrounding environment, Sicily was like a dynamite barrel being lit.
It was so noisy.
"I have already said that I suggested that they save themselves."
"Didn't you take money from them?"
Swan, who has short hair, wears a brown robe, and his neat short hair looks a bit more heroic.
"What do you mean their money!"
Bucky frowned, feeling that he, a criminal, had been greatly insulted.
"Search your home, do you understand? They obviously took my money!"
"And I'm just getting my money back legitimately."
Can it still be like this? ?
Swann opened his mouth silently, and his worldview was greatly impacted.
After collecting all the money from the nobles and wealthy businessmen, they locked them in the burned-out building in front of them and listened to their desperate wails in desperate situation...
Such a thing....
It makes the word justice behind the man in front of me even more vivid!
Swan looked at Bucky's back with stars in his eyes.
What was her identity before meeting Bucky...
A kidnapped item for sale.
An exiled soul who can obviously control the functions of his body, but has no ownership of his body.
In order to preserve the integrity of the goods, the slave-catching team did not let her suffer any kind of violation.
But other slaves also told Swann that he had already anticipated his fate.
Slaves without beauty will suffer endless oppression from their slave owners in terms of labor.
Till death.
And there are some beautiful slaves whose fate is even crueler...
It was so cruel that Swann couldn't stop shuddering just thinking about it.
So she had long been prepared to trade her life for dignity.
Until Bucky showed up.
Save yourself.
What a beautiful word!
This means that I finally have myself again.
Finally I can give something.
Bucky didn't know how to describe the weird mood at this moment.
It was as if he put a gun to a passerby's head and threatened to kill him.
The other party repeatedly exclaimed, "Then you should go and do something nice."
This is the order of the world.
Always extremely ironic.
Ironically, when you intend to destroy the current order and justice, the advice you will probably get is to be a good person and do a good deed.
What if it's the guy who likes to wear leather clothes?
What would he do?
Bucky shook his head and thought, while turning his attention to the naval soldiers other than Jacques.
Arne has already gone to the newspaper office, and Bucky needs him to spread the incident to the entire island as soon as possible.
Unlike Jacques, these sailors had long known about Bucky's background.
Most of them are not even sergeants.
Just after receiving the order, I just followed it and did it.
It wasn't until he carried countless banknotes on his body and stepped on the noble's head with his own hands that he finally understood.
There seems to be no going back.
Joel is such a Marine.
I did odd jobs for two years.
Wash dishes, mop floors, do laundry, wash decks...
After two years of doing odd jobs, he finally became a full-fledged naval soldier.
Then he started catching cats and dogs for those nobles...
Help shoot slaves who disobey or attempt to escape.
By the way, the ridiculous justice of his youth was completely buried.
So when he put the gun in front of the noble for the first time, Joel felt that his hands were almost shaking.
In the process of desperately stuffing every pocket on his body with Baileys, he experienced the satisfaction of enjoyment for the first time, and had a clear understanding of the wealth of the nobles for the first time.
And now, they are burned to death by us.
There was confusion on Joel's face, the confusion he felt when his original life collapsed.
"Woo...Woo...Woo..."
His side.
A dark-faced veteran suddenly covered his face and sobbed.
Joel recognized him.
He is a soldier who escaped from a non-member country.
His country was overrun by pirates.
His wife and daughter were taken away by the slave team as if they were piglets in the wild.
He heard nothing more from them.
So he joined the navy, wanting to take revenge, wanting to save something...
Just look back.
Just discovered,
He became an accomplice.
The man's tears came out desperately from his rough hands.
The roaring fire seemed to soothe the pain of his life.
"Well, I regret to tell you that our operation this time was completely and completely not ordered by the superior officer, that is, Major General Sicily."
"That is to say, the Navy does not hold us accountable for our actions."
He saw the cheerful man in front of him telling them the bad news in a nonchalant tone.
"So, I give you two suggestions."
Bucky looked carefree, not caring about what would happen to him next.
Of course, what happened to the respected Major Yarrow had nothing to do with Bucky.
He pointed out a finger and said.
"One, I suggest you take the money you have and start running now. It's best to go into the deeper and higher mangroves. I think the money you get should be comparable to ten years of working in the navy."
Although he was the one who brought these people into Tanshui, even though he was the one who ordered them to carry out their actions in the name of the commander.
But Bucky didn't feel guilty at all.
Guilt, guilt?
How can you expect Gotham City's worst criminals to feel these things?
Even if he did, he would probably just open his hands wide and welcome these weird emotions into his already weird heart.
"Two, hide your Bailey, and then come back to the base in Area 66 with me."
"Then, wait."
wait for what?
Bucky didn't bother to say anything.
Of course, it's possible that he didn't think about it well either.
But behind his sloppy figure were more than a dozen pairs of firm footsteps.
