In the past, Charles would be more restrained in order to "reputation of the store"; now he is about to be transferred with Major Hammer, so how could he be concerned about his attitude towards these pirates?

"I'm just a lieutenant."

Charles' voice was filled with oppression:

"I think no one wants to force Major Hammer to take action himself, right?"

The pirates bowed their heads one after another.

"So..."

Charles's face was still cold: "Do you still have people who don't want to buy a 'navigation license'?"

The pirates didn't say a word.

"have!"

A voice filled with anger rang behind everyone.

The pirates looked back and unconsciously made a way for the man.

Smoger held ten hands tightly, and the cigar on his mouth was scorching fireworks, and accompanied by the faint smoke, he walked out of the pirates.

"well!"

Charles laughed in anger:

"Since you want money but don't live, don't blame me-"

"Do your business according to law!"

The air at the scene suddenly filled the strong smell of gunpowder, and the battle was about to break out.

At this time, another naval soldier hurried over:

"Lt. Charles, Major Hammer has something urgent to come to you!"

"He is not far outside, please hurry over immediately!"

“…”

Charles was slightly stunned, and then stared at Smog again:

"Wait for me! I'll be back soon."

After saying that, Charles turned around and left the warehouse.

After about a minute, Charles quickly returned to the warehouse.

His face suddenly became much ugly, and he no longer had the ease and ease he had taken the initiative before.

"how?"

Smoger said angrily: "Do you want to 'do what you do according to the law' to me?"

"No..."

Charles, whose momentum had decreased a lot, looked Smog carefully:

Raptor jacket, large muscles exposed, silver hair, big cigar...

This is definitely a rebellious pirate, the kind that even the navy dares to kill even the navy.

"Since you don't want to pay the money..."

"I have a business, I wonder if you dare to do it?"

Charles looked around and then turned his eyes back to Smog:

"Not only do you have to pay any more, but you also get 30 million Baileys?!"

"What business?"

The pirates were suddenly inspired by the number 30 million.

Smoger, holding his ten hands tightly, was ready to give the navy scum in front of him at any time.

"Kill the Navy!"

Charles' eyes were a bit cruel:

"After a while, go and help us intercept a team of navy!"

"Go to intercept a navy team?"

Smoger's face suddenly became very exciting...

After hesitating for a moment, Smog said in a deep voice:
Chapter completed!