Saint Charmaco overturned Sabo's boat with a shot ten years ago, causing Sabo to join the Revolutionary Army and become the Chief of Staff and the "second in command".
Of course Vivian recognized this guy.
After all, he had an unlimited mobile phone with complete resources, so he reviewed the plot of One Piece in detail as soon as possible.
"So, what kind of noise should be created to cause the entire ship to become a riot?"
He thought about it, touched his pocket, and took out a lighter.
Got it!
So two or three minutes later.
"It's on fire!"
"Oh no, Saint Chalmar, your bedroom is on fire!"
Several guards hurriedly ran into the hall, but before he could finish his words, Saint Chalmar raised his hand and fired a shot, hitting the leading guard directly.
The bullet penetrated his chest. The guard's eyes widened, and he didn't have time to look at the bloody hole on his body. He just fell down and died.
Saint Charmaco yelled, "Assholes, you can't even handle such a small matter? If there's a fire, just go put it out. Why are you calling me for help? Can't you see I'm playing games with them?"
The hall was in a mess everywhere.
Dozens of slaves lay dying on the ground, their surroundings covered with blood and groans of pain. Even so, more than a dozen slaves were still standing, trying to knock down the others in order to save their own lives.
How sad is this
The slave collars around their necks prevented them from attacking Saint Chalmaco, so they had no choice but to kill the weaker ones in the same situation as themselves.
Saint Chalmar saw this scene and laughed out loud, his face full of enjoyment.
This is the right of the Celestial Dragons.
The rights that can be enjoyed by descendants of the Creator.
In the whole world, there is no one who dares to go against their wishes!
Being proud of oneself.
Who knows what will happen next...
boom!
There was an explosion, and everyone in the hall was startled.
Saint Charmaco pointed his gun at the guards and said, "Go and see what's going on!"
“Yes..Yes!”
Without paying any attention to the bodies of their dead colleagues on the ground, the remaining guards hurried out again.
However, within ten seconds, one of them poked his head back from the door and said, "Master... Saint Chalmers, the kitchen exploded, and the food on our ship... seems to be inside..."
"What?!"
After hearing this, Saint Chalmar finally couldn't stand it anymore.
"What on earth do you bastards do for a living?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to pull the trigger to shoot again, but at this moment, Vivian, wearing a guard uniform, holding a spear, and with a gray face, ran in from the door.
"Saint Chalmar, the fire is about to spread here. Before we put out the fire, please go to the deck and rest for a while."
"Um?"
Saint Chalmar glanced at Vivian and was about to scold her again when he heard several more explosions in the corridor.
A trace of fear suddenly appeared on his ugly face, and Saint Chalmar took a step and quickly walked out of the door.
"What about these slaves?"
"Why do you care whether they live or die? Go put out the fire!"
"Yes, Saint Chalmaco!"
...
"Where's the water? When the water in the bucket runs out, just go get some from the sea!"
"Damn it, why did the fire start? Let me catch who started the fire, I will kill him!"
Outside the kitchen, a group of guards who were carrying water were all covered in dust and dirt, and complained in dissatisfaction.
At the same time, Vivian led the slaves in the hall and walked quickly to the cells in the basement.
Naturally, he deliberately avoided the location of the prison cell when he set the fire.
Dragging a group of badly injured slaves with ropes to the front of the cell, as soon as they entered, a tall and mighty strong man with bare arms and a branding iron in his hand cast his eyes over, "What happened outside? Why is there so much noise?"
"It's on fire, and the others are putting it out," Vivian replied.
"It's on fire?" The strong man was a little confused, but he didn't say much. He just said, "Leave them there. I still have a few slaves who haven't been branded yet."
After saying that, he stripped off the clothes of the young man in front of him and instantly pressed the red-hot iron in his hand against his skin.
Sizzle!
The sound of skin and flesh being corroded by high temperature.
As the smell of meat wafted out, the young man let out a shrill scream and then fainted immediately.
Vivian glanced at the extra mark behind the man, which was the symbol of the Celestial Dragon slaves: the Hoof of the Sky-Soaring Dragon.
"Why haven't you left yet?"
After kicking the fainted young man away, the sturdy man turned around and looked at Vivian: "Come to think of it...why do I feel like you look a little unfamiliar?"
Vivian's face was covered in coal dust at the moment. Normally, he would not be recognized, but his temperament was too outstanding. The body he had developed from constantly taking advantage of his free properties in the past two years was indeed quite eye-catching.
Plus the clothes that didn't fit me well...
The sturdy man thought about it for a moment and felt that he seemed to have never seen anyone like Vivian on the ship.
And just at the moment when he began to doubt.
ever!
The spear slashed across the sturdy man's neck at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye, and a stream of blood spurted out.
"you.."
The sturdy man opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but no sound came out. He could only cover his throat, staring at Vivian, and slowly fell down.
...
Looking at the young man branded with the hoof of the soaring dragon, Vivian felt a little guilty.
The reason why he didn't kill the jailer immediately was simply because he couldn't see through the other party's strength.
However, after waiting for a while, seeing that no option popped up in his mind, he felt relieved and decisively chose to take action.
Vivian threw the blood-stained spear on the ground, took out a cigar from his arms, lit it, and began to think about the next strategy.
At the same time.
The slaves imprisoned in the cell were looking at Vivian standing next to the stove with great surprise.
Who is this person
Why did he kill the guard
My heart was suddenly filled with doubts.
Some people, after seeing the corpses on the ground, seemed to see hope, and even their breathing became rapid.
"If I just take these people away, my small boat will definitely not be able to accommodate so many people." Vivian thought frantically in his mind.
Do you want to hijack the Celestial Dragons' ship
He blew out a smoke ring, and as soon as this thought came to his mind, the options immediately appeared before his eyes.