boom! ! !
Just as Hermes was listening with great interest, more than a dozen people suddenly entered from outside, each holding a portrait and exuding a murderous aura; it was clear at a glance that they were not good people.
time.
The noisy tavern fell silent.
All eyes were on the gate.
"They come from a violent family."
Someone muttered.
Because these dozen or so people all had wolf heads tattooed on the back of their hands, and all legitimate members of the violent family would have this mark, they were easy to recognize.
No wonder he's involved in organized crime.
"They must be looking for the pirate hunter Hermes Jormungandr."
"With the second-in-command, Boom Bunny, killed, Boom Wolf is furious and has mobilized all the power of the Violent Family in an attempt to find Jormungandr to avenge his brother."
"But where is the person they're looking for?"
"Shh~ It must have been found from somewhere else."
Many drinkers whispered among themselves. Some were wary of the violent family's power, while others disdained it and remained aloof. However, none of them intended to provoke the violent family.
"The boss has given a death order: find the pirate hunter Hermes Jormungandr within three days. Anyone who provides information will receive five million Berries, and anyone who kills Jormungandr will receive thirty million Berries."
The burly man at the head of the group looked at the portrait in his hand while scanning the entire hall for comparison. He was speaking not only to his men but also to everyone present.
to be frank.
Five million Berries is very tempting, especially since defeating Jormungandr would yield thirty million Berries, a huge fortune.
Many people are thinking that they should go out and find Jormungandr soon, since they'll get five million and thirty million Berries for free. Why not take it?
"Thirty million Berries? Looks like my head isn't worth much after all!"
Hermes made no attempt to hide; he walked toward the leader while tearing at his fleshy leg, thus revealing himself.
All indications suggest that Hermes was not very satisfied with the thirty million.
"damn it."
"it's him."
"Hermes Jormungandr, the Pirate Hunter".
The big man was taken aback at first, then subconsciously compared the portrait to the image. He said that while the resemblance to Hermes was not seven or eight points, it was at least three or four points.
This time.
The entire tavern was stunned.
what the hell!
Thirty million are right beside them?
"No way, this guy is Jormungandr?"
"The man who took down Bomb Rabbit?"
"Notify the boss, grab him."
As soon as the burly man finished speaking, he charged toward Hermes with his large cleaver, while ordering his men to go back and report that at least five million was a sure thing, let alone thirty million.
"Qiang!!!"
"Do I look weak? Why do you think you can take me down?"
The gleaming broadsword swung down, and Hermes tightened two fingers, clamping the blade between them. His eyes were filled with cold light and confusion as he looked at the stunned man.
Catching a blade barehanded—a legendary skill.
The visual impact radiates throughout the entire area.
"damn it."
The burly man's face flushed red, and veins bulged on his neck. He had used all his strength in the sprint, but he only sank one centimeter before becoming completely still.
This kid looks so thin, how can he be so strong?
"It seems I've been underestimated."
Hermes casually tossed aside the large meaty bone in his hand, clenched his left fist, and slammed it out with lightning speed. The big man immediately bent over, his eyes bulging out as a wave of air appeared behind him. Blood then gushed from his mouth and nose, and he involuntarily released his cleaver, clutching his stomach and kneeling on the ground, dry heaving.
Hermes, holding his greatsword, remained motionless, calmly surveying the entire scene.
Many people were shocked.
"Fire! Fire!"
Fortunately, the big man's men were not useless; they reacted immediately, and all those with guns began firing at Hermes.
The perception of sight and hearing is activated.
Dodging left and right, her graceful figure exudes a silky smoothness.
"Point gun!"
The gun comes out like a dragon.
Anyone stabbed by Hermes will inevitably have a hole in their body, and it will always be in a vital spot, such as the throat or the kidneys.
Ahhhhh!
The horrific screams continued unabated; it was an overwhelming massacre.
"Kill him, kill him."
"go to hell!"
"Behold my ultimate move."
The only advantage of the violent family was their numbers. Those with guns provided cover from the side, while the thugs with long knives and hammers engaged in close combat.
"King's Iron Block".
A stray bullet hit.
Because Hermes was restrained and unable to dodge, he could only take the hit.
A sharp, clanging sound rang out. Hermes winced slightly, then fired a finger spear, killing the thug in front of him. He then snatched the thug's longsword and threw it at the thug five meters away.
There was a whistling sound breaking through the air.
The immense force propelled the thugs backward, pinning them straight to the wall.
The battle was over in just three minutes!
The pungent smell of blood filled the air. Hermes stood in a pool of blood, his hands stained with blood, and at his feet lay gruesome corpses. The onlookers around him huddled against the walls, swallowing hard.
So cruel.
"Boss, these heads are enough to compensate you!"
Leave a message.
Hermes floated away.
Only then did the onlookers breathe a sigh of relief.
That was terrifying.
By the time Exploding Wolf arrived with his men, they were already too late.
In the end, all he could do was roar hysterically, then leave cursing and swearing.
Here.
Hermes did not return to the inn after leaving, but instead set his sights on a new goal.
At the Giraffe Pirates' hideout, many pirates were organizing their supplies because their captain had ordered them to leave within the next two days—in reality, they were running away.
They received the message.
Vice Admiral Kuzan is suspected to have appeared in the Kingdom of Prodens.
This is incredibly frustrating. They chased each other for so long, and most importantly, they didn't provoke each other at all; they were just bystanders. So it's really annoying.
"Excuse me, are you members of the Giraffe Pirates?"
Two burly pirates, with pistols and long knives at their waists, were huffing and puffing as they carried things when the sudden noise startled them.
When did this little brat appear next to me?
"Get out of here, you already know, why ask?"
The pirate glared fiercely, looking ready to attack.
They're annoyed.
They're the ones doing all the hard work, damn it, I need to vent properly after I'm done, otherwise I won't be able to think straight.
"Where is your captain? I'm short on money lately, so I'd like to borrow his brain."
The two pirates stopped what they were doing and stared at Hermes in disbelief. One of them even picked at his ear, thinking he had misheard.
"Kid, do you know who our captain is?"
Another pirate also began to mock them.
"Giraffe Ent, a bounty of fifty-eight million, that's right!"
Hermes pulled a bounty from his pocket to make sure he wasn't mistaken.
"Kid, you're here to die, aren't you?"
The two pirates became somewhat annoyed, feeling that Hermes was making fun of them. Since he knew that the captain was a pirate with a bounty of 58 million, why would he ask to borrow his head? Wasn't this just deliberately looking for trouble?
"Never mind, as long as we make sure we've found the right place."
Hermes, too lazy to bother with the two lackeys, scurried past them and headed inside. His target was Giraffe Ent, hoping to give him a surprise and some pressure, so he wouldn't be as unremarkable as Explosive Rabbit.
"Hey, you still dare to ignore us."
The two pirates laughed.
One of them reached out and grabbed Hermes by the back of the neck, imagining it as picking up a chick, after all, what threat could a little devil pose?
puff! ! !
A strong wind was blowing in all directions.
A heavy blow came crashing down. The pirate who reached out bent over, and Hermes kicked him from the side. The pirate spat out blood and was instantly sent flying like a cannonball. He finally landed, rolled a few times, and fell into a coma.
The pirates beside him were dumbfounded, their mouths slightly agape.