For Grimm, it didn't matter what kind of ship he used, so he took Gangplank and directly jumped onto one of the Corrupt Pirates' five ships, scaring the pirates who were originally on it to jump into the sea in a panic.
Gangplank complained to Grimm helplessly: "Boss, my orange trees were on the original ship. That's very important!"
Grimm asked back: "This ship has the wealth they plundered, don't you want it?"
Only then did Gangplank run over with a smile to take the helm and drive the ship away.
As all the pirates watched Grimm's ship sail away, someone suddenly reacted and shouted: "Hurry, treat the captain!"
The ship's doctor quickly rushed to Pizarro's side and began to check his injuries. When the ship's doctor tore open Pizarro's coat and saw the wounds inside, even the ship's doctor, who was used to seeing pirates seriously injured, couldn't help but gasp.
The golden flames on some of the wounds were still burning continuously. If Pizarro hadn't been protecting himself with Armament Haki all the time, he would probably be dead now.
But the good thing was that these golden flames were slowly extinguishing.
"Take all the medicines from the ship. We can't move the captain now. I'm going to bandage the captain here," the ship's doctor ordered loudly. As for the wounds on his body, Pizarro completely ignored them. His eyes were fixed on Grimm's ship sailing away in the distance.
"Kill you, kill you. I must kill you. I swear to kill you!" Pizarro's heart constantly repeated these three words. Grimm had given him something more painful than death. Was he pitying himself? Was he treating himself as a toy?
Even if it was just to slash the other party again, he had to do it.
He must kill him! Kill that bastard named "Grimm."
Because there were too many sword wounds on his body, it was impossible to do a simple bandage, but the ship's doctor was very strange that even with so many and such deep scars, they were still slowly healing and hadn't deteriorated.
Could it be related to the last ray of golden light that shot towards his captain just now? The ship's doctor couldn't help but recall!
An hour later, all of Pizarro's wounds were bandaged, turning him into a large mummy.
"Okay, quickly get Captain Pizarro onto the ship!"
Just as the ship's doctor had people carry Pizarro to the deck, he suddenly heard a crew member let out a terrified cry.
Everyone looked towards the sea and indeed found a huge Navy warship sailing towards them.
The scale of that warship was so large that it was obviously a high-ranking Navy officer from headquarters.
"What are you bastards afraid of? It's not like we haven't fought Navy warships before!" Pizarro's deputy, a "Duke," waved his hand and pulled out his rapier from his waist, roaring: "Just consider this as increasing our bounty. Kill these government dogs and then hold a carnival!"
Although pirates generally avoided fighting the Navy, how could a large pirate crew like the Corrupt Pirates have never fought the Navy? They had fought Navy colonels more than five times, so they didn't have any fear.
After hearing the order from "Duke," many people regained their morale and picked up their weapons and shouted. However, seeing a burst of golden light shooting out from the warship, many pirates standing on the dock fell into the sea in an instant.
"Oh my! Did I overdo it!"
The golden light gradually condensed into the appearance of a person. Borsalino tilted his mouth, and he looked almost fifty years old, even though he was in his twenties. He said like a monkey: "Excuse me, can anyone tell me where Rear Admiral Clayton is?"
Rear Admiral Clayton was the highest commander of the Navy branch responsible for guarding this city of Myales. Of course, he was probably now the feces of a Sea King.
"No one knows? What a pity!"
Borsalino looked around, and under the wary gazes of the other pirates, he said in a long tone: "Since you're all pirates... then it should be okay to kill you all, right!"
Borsalino's mood was very pleasant. He originally thought that meeting the legendary "Corrupt King" would be a fierce battle that would delay his time to get off work. However, man proposes, God disposes. When he arrived, Pizarro had already been wrapped into a bandage monster and couldn't fight at all.
Borsalino was a little depressed. He had just thought of a cool line to say: "Speed is power, have you been kicked by the speed of light?" But he didn't have a chance to use it. Although he couldn't reach the speed of light, he could barely count as the speed of sound, but it was still cool.
He had picked up a ready-made bargain.
Next, the five top officers of the Corrupt Pirates were each kicked by Kizaru, and the battle ended. Those spineless subordinates all surrendered obediently.
Kizaru completed his goal and clocked out of work on time.
So the accompanying colonel once again took on the job of investigating.
Now the entire Myales Navy base had become a paradise for rats.
However, those Navy soldiers weren't all dead. Most of them were imprisoned.
Borsalino was also very curious about who had beaten the Corrupt King like this. At nine o'clock the next day, he began interrogating Pizarro on time.
"I'm going to kill him, no, I'm going to make him wish he was dead, that guy named Tirion D. Grimm, meow!" As soon as he entered the interrogation room, he heard Pizarro's roar.
The two interrogators saw that their commander had come to work on time and immediately stood up and saluted him. Then they said in a very collapsed tone: "Vice Admiral Borsalino, I'm really very sorry. He's been repeating this sentence since last night."
"That bastard, that damn Grimm, what the hell is an Adjudicator? If you have the ability, kill me. As long as I'm alive, one day, I'm going to kill you, kill you! Eternal Archangel, go to hell, meow!" At this time, Pizarro, who was bound to the chair and wrapped like a mummy, shouted this sentence again.
Hearing this, Borsalino touched his forehead, which was clearly not yet thirty years old but already full of wrinkles. "Hmm~ Grimm~"
His voice dragged on for a long time. After thinking for a while, he suddenly remembered that Kuzan and Teacher Zephyr had indeed mentioned this name in front of him recently... Who was it? It seemed like he had forgotten.
After thinking for a long time and not remembering, Borsalino vowed that he would never be distracted when talking to others again.
Oh well, he should just call Teacher Zephyr and ask.
"I'm going to kill that hypocrite, Grimm, aren't you called the Adjudicator? Why didn't you kill me, meow!"
Hearing the other party shout this sentence again, Borsalino couldn't take it anymore. He had been shouting this one sentence over and over again, and his head was about to explode from his shouting.
He quickly walked out of the interrogation room, took out a Den Den Mushi, and quickly reported everything he had encountered.
"Ah How happy I can get off work on time again today!" Borsalino lit a cigarette, made a pot of hot tea, put his long legs on the table, and closed his eyes comfortably.
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