Pirate’s General Tiger

The island of Sorn is in a vast white world, and today's fog is so thick that it envelopes the entire island, making it look like a fairyland.

Even the morning sunlight seemed unable to penetrate the mist and shine on the ground.

Time passed by little by little, but the fog still didn't tend to disperse, instead it seemed to be getting thicker.

In this white fog-shrouded environment, in the Byron Palace, many pirates are sleeping lazily. These human beings who hang their heads on their waists and are always ready to face death can always seize every minute and every second to recuperate and entertain themselves.

No one knows how long they can live in this chaotic era, and what they should do is to enjoy every day.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

In the house, the sound of dull breathing came out steadily, and the pirates slept soundly.

In such an atmosphere, even the person in charge of the station was drowsy and unable to concentrate.

No one noticed that without making a sound, strangers had entered the palace, turned into black shadows, and quietly moved towards the residences of the cadres scattered around the palace.

"Act separately, gather in the central hall!"

Half an hour ago, Dunn waved his hand and gave the order.

Afterwards, he took Waldford all the way to the main hall. On the way, using the ability of Xinwang, he successfully avoided the sight of many pirates, and no one could find him. Even if the distance is only a short two or three meters, the haze of the fog, coupled with the strength of their heart network, still make the pirates blind.

Who knows, who doesn't know, Tang En has already gone deep into the interior of the hall.

"Byron Palace, the navy doesn't know much about it, it is rumored to be an animal-type ability."

Tang En thought in his heart that Waldorf next to him looked excited but nervous.

Such an assassination activity made him feel extremely exciting, and it was very in line with the adventurous spirit of young people.

"I didn't expect that my first mission would be to face such a big pirate!"

In Watford's mind, Byron Palace is definitely a big shot among the pirates. The guy who can be sandwiched between the white beard and the golden lion and is still safe and sound is naturally not a weak person. Whether it is courage or strength, it must be unimaginably powerful.

In the hazy white mist, black shadows approached quietly in front of the cadres' rooms.

They walked silently, and the airflow driven by them made the mist surge, but it disappeared in a flash.

"Hey, something seemed to come over just now? Did you see it?"

Among the pirates standing guard, someone suddenly grabbed the person next to him in surprise.

"yes?"

The other person also turned his head suddenly, his eyes wandering around, but after looking carefully a few times, he didn't notice anything unusual.

"I didn't see anything. Are you dazzled? After all, I didn't sleep all night, and I did such an exciting exercise before standing guard last night."

The pirate shook his head and said with a teasing smile, with a light in his eyes that only a man would understand.

"Hey, stop talking, that little wave's hooves are really strong, I feel like I've been squeezed dry by her."

"Now my waist still hurts, and my eyes are dry."

As he said that, the man showed a hint of embarrassment again.

"A full twelve times, I really can't stand it."

"I can see you can't take it anymore, you went to the toilet eight times in one night last night."

Another person laughed.

"Oh, I'm getting old."

When it came to going to the bathroom, the pirate showed a trace of frustration. As he grows older, his body is getting worse and worse, which is something he has to admit.

As soon as the words fell, the mist around him suddenly surged, and a long knife flashed, and it was already in front of him in an instant, making the pirate's eyes widen, and he was about to shout.

But it was too late, the long knife suddenly appeared, and with such a slash, he felt the airflow in his throat, running out crazily, and a blood red was reflected in his eyes.

Blood, it was his blood that was spraying.

"Uh!"

Covering his neck, the pirate looked at the opposite side, only to find that the tip of the knife pierced through his companion's chest, and blood was surging frantically.

"What the hell, I hate this group of guys bragging the most, and I'll pay it back twelve times!"

"I guess he went soft once."

Dorrance and the others cursed in a low voice.

Then, they kicked open the front door and rushed in like hungry wolves.

Suddenly, there was a thunderous sound in this room, and blood bloomed.

After about thirty breaths, Dorrance and the others stepped out.

"The goal has been solved, this task is too simple!"

"That guy slept like a pig. After finding us, he beat us naked. The picture is so unsightly!"

"You should be glad he didn't pee on you."

Laughing and cursing, the team disappeared into the mist.

On the other side, there was a sudden crashing sound in a room, but it disappeared quickly.

"Target resolved."

Hader had a serious expression and murmured in a low voice. After stepping out of the room, his figure quickly entered the fog.

Behind him, corpses lay in disorder.

"We've already settled it. How about Tang En?"

Pat whispered.

In front of him, corpses were piled up into a hill, placed in the center of the room.

This was a silent assassination. With their strength, they carried out a sneak attack. The cadres of the Byron Pirates were annihilated before they could react in time. They are cruel, fast, and merciless, and their moves are killer moves. The purpose is to resolve this battle without causing the slightest disturbance.

In front of Byron's Palace.

Tang En and Waldorf stood in the mist, squinting at the simple palace.

Naturally, it cannot be compared with the real national palace. The pirates have great ambitions, but they are still far behind in terms of delicacy and thoughtfulness. They lack the foundation.

Thugs and kings, after all, there is still a gap.

The Kingdom of Byron in front of me is more like a temporary play shed, except for the gorgeousness, the rest is empty.

"Byron Palace."

Tang En murmured and walked forward.

Waldorf followed closely.

After a few steps, Tang En stretched out his hands and pushed open the door.

The inside of the palace was unexpectedly bright. On the surrounding walls, at intervals, there were torches burning, illuminating the room.

In the depths of the palace, there is a sheet of soft sheets, and at this moment a middle-aged man is lying there.

In front of him, there were piles of gold and jewels, reflecting the brilliance under the light.

"are you asleep?"

With the spread of knowledge, Tang En narrowed his eyes as soon as he found out the situation of the middle-aged man.

The right hand is slowly raised, with the fingertips stretched out.

"Twenty million volts, discharge."

Blue lightning shot out from his fingers, winding forward in the void, turning into a thin thunder dragon, ferocious and terrifying.

"Stab!"

The electric light was shining brightly, burning the air, and it had reached the front of the collapse in an instant.

"boom!"

Then, there was a bang, and under the bombardment of lightning, the collapsed body was directly blown to pieces and burst into flames.

Tang En stood at the door, looking at the emptiness, limp from burning, his eyes were slightly condensed.

"Oh?"