The Legend of the Pirate Murloc

Chapter 86
The sudden sound immediately attracted the attention of everyone present, and the slaves turned their heads to look behind, and then saw Searle who was rushing towards this side.

There was a sack on his shoulder, and a big bald man was dragging on his right hand. The big man had rolled his eyes and was foaming at the mouth. There was a lot of smoke and dust behind Searle, which was caused by the rapid movement.

"It's a benefactor!"

Some slaves who had been in the Colosseum before recognized Searle, and they were overjoyed immediately, their cold hearts beating hotly again.

With this powerful benefactor, there might be hope.

Then they hurriedly pushed to make way.

"Moensel!"

Baihu exclaimed in surprise, and when he realized it, he was filled with endless anger. He gritted his teeth and said, "You bastard! You dare to come to the Holy Land to make trouble, just in time! Today I will avenge my brother!"

Under the fiery eyes of the slaves, Searle strode to the front and threw Ania aside.

Hearing Baihu's words, Searle put on a look as if he had heard something incredible, turned his head, stretched out his little finger of his right hand to dig out his ear, and said in an exaggerated tone: "Huh? That, he is old and hard of hearing ,Could you repeat that?"

Then Searle stared at the white tiger, sneered mockingly, and said clearly, "My subordinate!"

The slaves behind were stunned as if struck by a thunderbolt.

The benefactor has actually defeated this terrifying man in front of him?
That is a super ruthless man who slaughtered hundreds of slaves in the blink of an eye!

Even CP0 who was behind Baihu felt a thump in his heart, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Baihu.

Commander White Tiger actually failed?
Are you kidding, will these two words appear in this adult's dictionary?
He is currently the strongest CP0!
So the previous commander-in-chief of Qinglong can slightly surpass the adults, right?
The white tiger snorted coldly, without rebuttal, a defeat is a defeat, any reason and explanation is just the loser's incompetence wailing.

At this moment, Searle shook his hand again, like chasing flies, and said impatiently: "Get out of the way quickly, I have no desire to fight for the defeated opponent."

"asshole."

Bai Hu clenched his fists angrily, when did he experience such humiliation?
Even when Wu Laoxing and the commander-in-chief Gang Gukong gave him orders, their tone was quite kind!

But now, what do you mean by your "I don't want to play with the brat, get out of the way" tone?
Am I being ashamed?
The white tiger was furious instantly, and its size began to grow, reaching a height of seven meters. A pair of fangs grew out of its mouth, piercing through the mask, white smooth hair also grew out, and a thick tiger tail whipped the air.

The white tiger mask naturally fell off from his face, revealing a somewhat old-fashioned, square but majestic face.

A kingly aura resembling a tiger roaring in the forest erupted from the white tiger. This is the form of the animal - cat cat fruit - phantom beast species - white tiger endowed him with a domineering tiger majesty similar to that of a king.

The effect is not to lose the domineering look of the overlord!
As soon as the tiger's might came out, the frightened slaves all took a step back.

Just when the white tiger was about to make a move, Searle grabbed a Celestial Dragon from the sack.

Even if Searle had restrained his strength, the dragon man screamed from being squeezed that day, not to mention that his shattered limbs themselves were also in severe pain.

Baihu's eyes shrank, Huwei subconsciously subconsciously restrained, and he scolded Searle angrily: "You bastard, how dare you attack Master Fiatlantis!"

Searle stretched out a finger and pointed at Fiatlantis' forehead, his nails dented his temples, and a stream of blood flowed down, Fiatlantis was too scared to move.

Searle said coldly: "Get out of the way, or I will kill him."

The white tiger trembled with anger, but no matter how angry he was, at this time Lord Fiatlantis was in the hands of Searle, and he was a little bit cautious.

He wanted to avenge his elder brother, but he didn't want to hurt Lord Fiatlantis, so he was a little confused, should he fight or not?
"do not want!"

A scream brought him back to his senses, and he saw Searle pinching the chin of Saint Fiatlantis.

"Crack!"

The jaw dislocated in an instant, causing Fiatlantis to howl again, and the skin quickly turned purple at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Warm, painful, rough...

Fiatlantis felt that his jaw had lost feeling, tears were rolling in his eyes, his whole body was trembling, choking with sobs.

Searle pulled gently, and Fiatlantis' left face was immediately covered with mosaics, with the color of flesh and blood in the blur.

"Ah! My face!"

Fiatlantis almost went into shock from the pain, his mouth began to spit out white foam, and his body twisted violently, but under the confinement of Searle's palm, only his exposed head moved.

"How is it? Are you still moving away?"

Searle sneered, and pinched Fiatlantis' right cheek again with two fingers. This action scared Fiatlantis into incontinence.

Feeling the warmth and moisture in his palm, Searle frowned, looked back, and looked down at Fiatlantis.

How dare this kid pee in my hand?
"You kid, do you want me to unplug your brother?"

Searle held Fiatlantis by the collar and raised him to his eyes, staring at him with murderous eyes.

The terrifying vertical pupils made Fiatlantis close his eyes in fright, and trembled. If there was any stock in his bladder, he probably had to take another dip.

Fortunately, he is not constipated and defecates on time every day, otherwise, if he dares to pull the big one in Searle's hands, Searle will directly tear it in half!
It was as if the devil's whisper sounded in Fiatlantis' ears: "Open your eyes and look at me. If you don't use your eyes, I can destroy them for you."

Fiatlantis forced himself to stare his eyes wide open, his heart was miserable, and he was on the verge of collapse.

When he saw Searle before, he knew that the murloc must have revenge for the mermaid princess.

Damn Norenwaki, I let me mend the hole I poked out, you boy, just wait for me, if I don't die this time, you will be the one who died!

Fiatlantis scolded Norenvage angrily in his heart, but he only dared to scold Norenvage. He didn't even dare to think of the word Moenser. Who knows if this monster has mind reading skills?
"Moensel!"

The white tiger was smoking with anger now, the sound of gnashing teeth came from his mouth, and a pair of fists were clenched.

In front of him, he attacked his boss, but he had nothing to do with Nasser. This extremely aggrieved mood made him almost explode.

Searle ignored him, squatted down, threw Fiatlantis on the ground, stretched out his hand, and said coldly, "Lick it clean for me."

"Yes!"

Fiatlantis nodded quickly like a chicken pecking rice, twisted her body close to Searle, stuck out her tongue and started licking.

Slightly pungent, a little mucus, bitter with a touch of sweetness, is this Lao Tzu’s urine?
"Ugh~"

Fiatlantis almost vomited, but he didn't dare to stop, he could only close his eyes and continue licking.

"Little cat, take a good look at your master's appearance, hahahahahaha!"

Searle laughed out loud. At this time, he is not like a hero who fought against the Tianlong people and rescued the slaves. He is completely a villain!
The slaves behind were stunned, looking at the Fiatlantis who was licking urine in embarrassment.

That's a dragon man!
No matter how much they hated the Tianlong people, they thought more than once about how to get rid of these bastards.

But if you really want to throw the Tianlong people in front of them, most of them still dare not do it. This is the shadow brought to them by the Tianlong people's years of torture, a shadow that will never go away in their lives.

But the benefactor in front of him named Moangsel made the Tianlong people dare not complain, and made such a humble gesture. How can there be any descendants of the creator, the noble gesture of the world's nobles?
"Enough! Moensel, I can let you go, stop immediately!"

After all, Baihu chose to compromise with the evil forces.

Searle said helplessly: "Really, it would be nice if I agreed earlier, but now, it's too late!"

Looking at Fiatlantis again, he snorted coldly: "You dare to stop, I'll pull out your tongue!"

woohoo woohoo!
mother!

(End of this chapter)