At this time, a one-eyed pirate carrying a sailor's scimitar came over, wanting to say something in awe-inspiring tone.

"Shh!"

Negan suddenly raised an index finger to his mouth, and his eyes fell on the flower garden in front of the school's main entrance.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he turned to ask the one-eyed pirate, "What did you just call me?"

"Uh, Deputy Commander Negan?" The one-eyed pirate thought that the flattery was on the horse's lap.

"No no no"

Negan shook his index finger and said softly, "Not the commander, nor the deputy commander. My dear, have you forgotten? We have an agreement, tonight I will be the captain of your Night Pirates.

, you want to call me captain."

The one-eyed pirate's mind immediately recalled the image of his captain's head being smashed to pieces on the deck by the man in front of him with a smile. He suddenly trembled in his heart and said quickly, "Yes, yes! It's the captain!"

To be honest, in the extremely vicious waters of the West Sea, the One-Eyed Pirate has never seen anyone more vicious than Negan.

But unlike those pirates who directly show their vicious side, Negan prefers to show his scary side while laughing and joking. It is a terrifying feeling that "makes you applaud even after being beaten, and even beg to be hit again."

At this time, Negan ignored him, turned around, put one hand into the pocket of his leather pants, and flicked his wrist with the other to dangle the iron rod in his hand.

Just like that, he slowly walked towards the flower garden in front of the school while whistling, and then suddenly and unexpectedly hit him with a stick.

Hundreds of beasts. Snake tails sweep across!

That's right, Negan is the controller of the power ability [Hundred Beasts] in talent sequence 55.

The peak can possess the power of hundreds of beasts!

Suddenly, there was a burst of wild grass and flowers flying in the flower garden, revealing a panicked boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, leaning back and falling to the ground with a look of horror on his face.

"There is actually someone hiding there."

The one-eyed pirate rushed forward with a sailor's scimitar, trying to make up for his omission.

But Negan raised his hand and waved it gently, chuckled and said to the frightened boy in front of him:

"Are you afraid? This kind of emotion shouldn't appear on a bloody man who has witnessed his companions being killed. At this time, you should angrily pick up your injured weapon and fight me to the death. Do you need me to give you this chance?

"

Judging from the age of the boy, he must be a freshman who has just been admitted to school. He said in a panic:

"No, no. Don't! Let me go. I don't know that person. I really don't know him! Please let me go."

“It’s not okay to beg for mercy.”

Negan said with a smile, "Didn't your parents educate you? If someone threatens your safety, you kill him. Morality and law support you in doing so. Just enjoy the feeling of killing. If you can see

Seeing the enemy's bones and brains, do you know what this means?"

"It means you are still alive and you win."

"So... do you want to see my bones and brains?"

Negan squinted his eyes and pursed his lips. The one-eyed pirate next to him threw the sailor's scimitar in his hand knowingly, and silently mourned the boy in his heart.

Falling into the hands of this man would be a hundred times more painful than being killed by him with a single knife.

The boy who had just signed up for Stafford Academy was trembling all over. He had no courage to pick up the knife. He just kept trembling and begging for mercy.

"You're starting to bore me."

The smile on Negan's lips finally faded, and he said softly, "Child, if you live in this world ruled by gods and humans, you must either kill someone or die."

"There are too many people in this world just like you who don't even have the courage to choose. That's why we always live in the shadow of heaven."

As Negan said this, the iron rod wrapped with spikes in his hand had already left a "shadow" above the boy's skull.

Bang—!

Like a watermelon being smashed with a hammer.

Countless streaks of scarlet juice shot and splashed, and along with the continuous impact of iron rods and bones, the night above seemed to be getting darker and darker.

After a while, Negan slowly walked out of the flower garden carrying a chain-thorn iron bar that was dripping with blood.

He stretched easily, as if he had just done a trivial warm-up exercise.

"Looks like it's going to be a wonderful night."

Looking up at the night above,

Negan took a breath of fresh air, his stubble-covered face put on a carefree smile again, and smiled at the one-eyed pirate with a low eyebrow and a pleasant look at the side:

"The principal of this academy should be back after eight o'clock, so let us give this old man a warning before he comes back.

From now on, never rely on your old age to show off your old age.”
Chapter completed!