I'm a pirate

The mafia families of the West Sea held the power, wealth and the forces necessary to maintain the Mountain, with great influence, and in the West Sea, if all the West Sea mafia families united, the Navy wouldn't dare underestimate it, enough to set off a storm that would sweep the entire West Sea!

Carlos was using intrigue plus strength to replace the John family straight away, and a head-on confrontation would not be an opponent.

By the time Carlos replaced the John family, the John family was already the weakest of the five mafias, but that's how, given four days and three nights, it also mobilized more than seven thousand mafia members and seven thousand thugs!

Carlos estimated his current strength, given enough time, he would have no problem mobilizing 30,000 thugs at full strength, over two thirds carrying guns.

Guns were still relatively easy to use in the Pirate King world, and most people still couldn't stop the power of bullets.

The other four families were stronger than the Lucifer family, there was no doubt about it, the bottom line wasn't enough, but Carlos was waging a raid, a blitzkrieg, it wouldn't give anyone enough time to mobilize their forces, he'd do it himself and make sure they didn't play to their strengths!

Around eleven o'clock, all the men involved in the war had stepped on board the ships and left the harbor silently in the darkness, heading towards the eastern part of the Western Sea, straight for Paradise Island, the Charlie family's home base.

To the northeast of Margolin Island, thirty ships were lined up in a row, with the symbolic flag of the Lucifer family flying from their masts, and a dark, inky black cloth with a blood-colored curved moon hanging from it, with blood clouds surrounding the blood moon, and a blood moon half-shadowing the blood moon, giving one a strange, evil, eerie feeling!

I don't know if it's just that Carlos has a darker psyche, but he likes this kind of flag that just looks scary.

The banner was loud, dancing wildly, and thirty sea ships, no, battleships, barely battleships, were riding the wind and the waves, rampaging, sailing at full speed!

The pirate group encountered large and small did not have any intention of retreating, a word formation unchanged, cannons roaring, a black shell blast to the front, directly in front of the pirate group will be torn to pieces, many ship wrecks floating on the surface of the sea, everywhere, the surviving pirates trembling, watching the fleet far away!

On a medium-sized pirate ship, hundreds of pirates breathed a long sigh of relief, full of the sense of having been robbed, and their less courageous feet were still trembling, so close to being finished, but fortunately they had turned the helm in time to avoid it far away.

chapter seventy-seven - a chance encounter with kuzan

When the fleet led by Carlos passed through, the pirates who were alert enough to be lucky enough to avoid a robbery opened a lively discussion.

"Hoo which pirate group is this, it's too overbearing and barbaric, how come I've never seen it before?"

Hehe, pirates are pretty tough on other people, big brother not to mention second brother, it's all pretty much the same.

"I don't know."

"Never seen one."

"Don't ask me."

"This shouldn't be a pirate, I just noticed their flag, it's not a pirate flag."

"Pirate flags aren't all skeletons, are they?"

"There are exceptions, but that flag, I think I've heard from one of my pirate brothers."

"He's from another band of pirates, it seems like his band of pirates and a few other bands of pirates once jointly attacked Margrin Island and failed."

"Pah, come to think of it, that flag was the symbol that replaced the John family as one of the five Mafia families of the West Sea, the Lucifer family!"

Hearing so, all the pirates understand, and not surprisingly, no wonder so powerful, native West Sea people, no one does not know the energy of the mafia But looking at this menacing appearance, something big should happen.

In the center of the fleet, Carlos was lying on a deck chair in front of the deck with a parasol, and the table next to him was filled with chilled drinks, alcohol, fruit, and snacks, enjoying himself at ease as if he was traveling rather than going to war.

For the pirates of the West Sea basically did not pay attention to, unless they form a joint fleet, otherwise any pirate group in the West Sea to face him this full use of financial resources, resources and manpower of thirty ships fleet will only be torn to pieces the part, not his own hands.

He was enough to run roughshod over the West Sea!

The fleet sailed on for another half day, encountering no retreating band of pirates, and Carlos fell asleep in his deck chair in a daze.

The sunset, the dusk, the red sunset into the sea, fire clouds and crimson seawater like lava even a piece of sea and sky, beautiful, an unexpected encounter right in front of the eyes.

The sound of hurried footsteps on the deck sounded, Carlos woke up from his sleep, sleeping in such a place, Carlos naturally could not go into a deep sleep.

Being disturbed from sleep, Carlos was a little upset, and spoke up stiffly, "What is it?"

"Godfather, according to the watchtower report, the navy has been spotted about fifteen nautical miles ahead, ten ships in all."

"Navy?"

"Ten warships is not a small number, the leader is at least a Rear Admiral."

"Pass my orders not to provoke the navy, our aim is to blitz the Charlie family's territory, the formation changes to a vertical line to avoid the navy."

"Yes, Godfather!"

After the orderlies had gone, Carlos got out of his lounger, bent his legs slightly, exploded with bounce, and jumped at once over the mast, opening his white eyes to the navy

Carlos's fleet had discovered the navy, not to mention the more specialized one, the one that specialized in capturing pirates and living off the sea, and they actually discovered it before the Luciferians did.

Ten solemn warships sailed in the sea, the type of large warships mainly, small warships as a supplement, these ten warships have a strong destructive power, just gunfire is enough to wipe out most of the pirate group in the West Sea, with Carlos's more than 30 ships are not without a fight.

These warships were much harder to destroy than ordinary ships.

On top of the main ship, a curly-haired young man wearing a white suit vest, a dark blue shirt, a green eye patch on his forehead, white trousers underneath, and a cloak of naval justice was dozing in a chair, sleeping quite soundly.

A running sound rang out, and a naval colonel quickly ran to the side of the green pheasant, saluted, and saw the loud report, "Report Rear Admiral Kuzan, a large number of ships have been spotted ahead, a total of thirty."

"After comparison, it was found that these ships belong to the Lucifer family of Maglin Island, whether to launch an attack or not, please instruct Rear Admiral Kuzan!"

Pheasant is one of the three most outstanding men in the new generation of the navy.

Pheasant's appearance in the West Sea is to establish merit, because Pheasant is not far from being promoted to the rank of admiral.

The two of them have been taking care of Pheasant, and the quantity and quality of the warships have already exceeded that of an ordinary young general.

A great general not only needed great strength, but also needed huge merits, it was almost impossible to acquire such huge merits without the high-ups' regard.

"Are they pirates?" Pheasant rubbed his eyes and said lazily.

"No, they're mafia." The naval colonel hesitated a little to tell the truth.

"Since they're not pirates, then forget it, it's too much trouble, just as long as they don't mess with our navy."

"The pirates in the West Sea were already increasing day by day, the pressure on the Navy is getting heavier, and going up against the mafia again is just asking for trouble."

"I hate trouble."

"Wake me up again when you encounter pirates."

After saying that, Ayanami pulled the blindfold off her head and fell asleep again, her breathing soon becoming even.

The naval captain beside him was stunned, this speed of falling asleep was too fast!

After hesitating or not daring to disturb his superior, he quietly left to pass on his orders.

Both sides made a decision not to intrude or interfere with each other.

Carlos stood on the mast and saw the ten ships of the navy and the future admiral, Ayanami, and pondered whether he should go over and wave and take a picture with Ayanami.

Weighing up, and considering it for a while, let's forget about it, don't make an issue out of it, there will be plenty of opportunities to meet later.