The Pirate: The Black Duke

As Mestre’s agent, Paul, who is also an ordinary person, did not feel the oppressive force radiating from Reinhardt at this time. Although he had weapons hanging on his body, Paul thought that It's just ordinary people.

He confidently believes that a musket is a powerful enough weapon, a lethal weapon enough to kill people, but he didn't know that for a true master, even the artillery on a naval ship can't hurt a single bit.

With this confidence, Paul immediately shouted to the bodyguard: "Kill him!"

His eyes were a bit ferocious, sullen, and a cheerful grin appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Boom boom boom boom...

Hearing the order, the bodyguards raised their guns and fired. After five consecutive shots, they were all unexpectedly avoided by Reinhardt. The bodyguards still seemed to believe in evil and continued to shoot, but Reinhardt just turned his head. Dodged these seemingly deadly bullets.

"What?" After seeing this scene, Paul was incredibly stunned, "How can this be..."

He obviously didn't believe that at a distance of only a few meters, someone could dodge bullets. For him like a frog at the bottom of a well, it was a fantasy.

Reinhardt looked at the bodyguards around, and seemed not in the mood to continue making trouble, so he snapped his fingers with his right hand, and the moment his eyes passed, the bodyguards passed out without accident.

This strange scene shocked Paul's mind, and the musket in his hand began to shake slightly.

But Meister in front of him swung the baton in his hand, and with a clatter, the steel baton hit Paul's gun palm.

"Ah..." Paul immediately yelled in pain, his palms turned red, and blood condensed on the back of his hands again, he cried out in pain, as if the bones in his palms were knocked on that time. All shattered.

"You...you are...night demon?" Paul lay on the ground and struggled, but only then did he believe what Reinhardt had just said, so he was shocked to verify.

The baton just tapped lightly, and his arm was completely useless. This is definitely not the power that ordinary people can have, especially the young man who broke in just now. He didn't do anything. Let yourself these bodyguards lie down.

"Yes." Meester was expressionless and only answered one word. The baton in his hand flashed suddenly, like a sharp glow.

"How...how could..." Paul didn't believe it, and he couldn't connect the elegant Meester in front of him with the ferocious [Night Demon].

"Over the past five years, your schedule has been under my surveillance day and night. I don't know how these things could happen."

Not only these bodyguards, but also the musicians in the orchestra who were bought by him, as well as the people in charge of daily life, activities and performances, all were bought by him. Not only that, he also secretly installed a surveillance phone bug, if Metz Especially in the past few years, if there is any clue, I will be able to get the news the first time.

"That's because..." Meester smiled suddenly, then swiped the silver baton in his hand into the air, and said at the same time, "This."

Night!!!

The foundation and prerequisite of all the abilities of Yeyeguo. You can create a dark night scene according to the level of Yeyeguo’s development and its own strength and physical strength. The dark night effect in this scene is no different from the real night. If it is after the sky turns dark When used, the ability of Ye Ye Fruit can be even more powerful.

Under the scope of the night, his ability will be doubled. The first thing Reinhardt has seen is to make rapid advances under the night: Dark Concerto•Ye Meiming, which is one of the moves under the night.

It is precisely because of the existence of Ye Yeguo and the characteristics of Ye Yeguo that he will choose night activities whether he is holding a concert or assassinating the target. Moreover, many times he will understand the target after the concert. Life.

Mestre successfully combined two different undertakings together, and they worked seamlessly with each other. This is also the reason why Mestre is the night demon and that the night demon is Meister for more than five years. .

The night is coming!

It was a huge and bright room. Under the erosion of the night, it was instantly invisible. After Meester's left baton swung in the air, all corners of the room turned into night.

"Did you see... In the dark, your so-called surveillance is as ridiculous as a toy." Meester's voice was smiling. Although Paul could not see his face at this time, he could feel it in the voice. That sharp and undisguised killing intent.

Although the room was darkened, the outside of the room was not affected at all, especially at the door of the church. Many spectators still did not leave. They seemed to be able to take another look while waiting for Mestre to leave here.

"This is... This is the devil fruit!" Paul was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly remembered that there is a mysterious fruit in this sea. Once eaten, he can get all kinds of magic. The power of those people call it [Devil Fruit].

After seeing this scene, Paul roared incredulously, his eyes full of jealousy, "You... why do you have devil fruits."

Paul knew how rare, rare, and powerful devil fruits are, but why did this guy get devil fruits?

"Of course I made a lot of money through concerts, and then bid at auction houses in the dark world." Meester laughed, there is no need to tell this guy, but it doesn't matter if I say it now.

"It's mine, these are supposed to be mine, you bastard who should have been killed in the new world, criminal."

"If it hadn't been for labor and management to risk saving you from the nobleman, you would have died."

"You ungrateful prisoner."

Paul cursed fiercely.

"Are you finished?" Meester stared at Paul calmly, his eyes didn't have the kind of compassion that he had been a partner for five years. For a cruel, perennial bounty killer, he ended up getting along with someone for many years. It's just as simple as drinking water, not to mention this ordinary person trying to kill him.

"I gave you a chance, but you don't cherish it."

"This also makes me understand that when people face huge differences in interests, they cannot be resolved by peaceful means."

Paul was stunned. He could feel the cold killing intent from Meester's mouth. In the dark room, he vaguely saw a familiar silhouette and the body that seemed to walk out of the shadows.

He panicked suddenly, feeling that death was so near.