"What did you say? The pirates were killed by Zen?”
In a small town on Baroona Island, an old man with purple hair and sunglasses asked the navy soldier in front of him in disbelief.
"Yes, Lord Zefa!"
"Colonel Zeon held a long sword and wiped out all the pirates with a raise of his hand! Not only me, but all the soldiers present can testify!”
"That's right, that's right, Lord Zefa. You don't know this, but Colonel Zen was like a god that descended to the mortal world. He held a long sword, and with a few simple slashes, the sword flashed, and Colonel Zen was like cutting a watermelon."
The surrounding navy soldiers gestured with their hands, trying to recreate the scene. The fanaticism and worship in their eyes made Zefa, who had been through many battles, believe this fact.
However, Zefa still found it unbelievable.
Ze En was his last disciple. Although he was very talented, he was quite arrogant and somewhat similar to Huang Yuan.
Because of this, although Zefa was very optimistic about Zeon's talent, he always wanted to find ways to temper Zeon's character. Unfortunately, due to some circumstances, Zefa had to give up on this plan.
Originally, he thought that this rash and reckless action would teach Zenn a lesson. He did not expect this disciple to be so fierce and single-handedly deal with this group of vicious pirates.
Although the bounty of the pirates here was not high, every one of them had corpses on their hands. Their rich combat experience and tenacity far exceeded the standard of ordinary pirates.
However, this group of pirates actually cried and shouted to surrender after he arrived, as if prison was heaven.
However, on second thought, the scene of blood flowing all over the ground and limbs flying everywhere was indeed too shocking.
Not to mention this group of pirates, even some members of his guerrilla team could not stand the bloody scene. They vomited the moment they got off the boat.
Zefa originally thought that it was some lieutenant generals from the navy who came this time. He didn't expect it to be caused by his disciple.
This meant that this kid was very strong. It had only been a few years since they last met, and his strength had already improved to such a level.
If these soldiers were right, then this kid was at least a major general. He was only in his twenties, but he was already a major general. His strength and age were indeed worthy of being the most talented among the younger generation of the navy.
"Oh, how is he now?"
Zefa remembered the unconscious Zayen and pointed to a room in the house.
" Colonel Zayen may have passed out due to overexertion. He's resting now, but according to the town doctor, the colonel should be fine. He'll wake up after a while."
the soldier replied.
"Then let him rest well. Call me when he wakes up."
"Yes, Lord Zefa!"
"Ain, let them rest first. Go and count the stolen goods while you're at it."
Zefa turned his head and ordered a woman beside him.
The woman had a head of soft, sea-blue wavy hair, and under her shorts were long, fair legs. The thick smell of blood in the air made her subconsciously cover her nose. When she heard Zefa's order, she nodded obediently.
"Yes, Teacher Zefa."
"By the way, do you want to go with me to see that kid later?”
Zefa suddenly thought of something and looked at Ain with a playful look.
"Hmph, who cares!"
Ain snorted coldly and left with his men.
"Hehehe, hey, this little girl!"
Zefa smiled and shook his head. He was about to turn around and leave, but he noticed that the navy soldiers around him were evasive.
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
Zefa asked generously.
"That... Lord Zefa, the stolen goods of the pirates, is it…Should I…Uh..."
The soldier stuttered for a long time, looking like he wanted to say it but did not dare to.
"What do you mean by shouldn't? Don't tell me I don't have the authority to count the stolen goods?”
Zefa raised his chest and said seriously.
"No, no, no. Of course, Lord Zefa can, but... However…This isn't very good, right?"
The soldier's face was full of tears. Strictly speaking, this man in front of him was no longer a member of the navy. If he counted the pirates 'supplies, there would probably not be much left for the navy.
"How can it not be good? It's okay. I'll tell your colonel when he wakes up. If it doesn't work, do you want me to tell Zhan Guo myself?”
As expected, age was closely related to one's face.
The older they were, the more shameless they were.
The soldiers cursed in their hearts and forced smiles on their faces.
"Alright, if there's nothing else, I'll go and rest first. I've been traveling for the past few days and I'm very tired."
Zefa stretched and pretended to be tired.
"Yes, yes, yes. Lord Zefa, if you're tired, hurry up and rest... We'll just stay here."
The soldier muttered with an aggrieved expression.
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