I really don't want to be the pirate king

In this world, personal force can dominate a war, and strong men can blow up mountains, crack the sky, slash meteors, and destroy warships.

Therefore, the role of firearms and artillery has become much smaller. The power of artillery shells cannot break through the armed color. Snipers have to put in more effort, but they can only play a supporting role.

But in low-level battles, battles involving most ordinary people, it can still play a fatal role.

However, the sale of arms is controlled and can only be circulated in the underground world.

There is an arms factory in Martillo, which mainly produces firearms, artillery and ammunition. Although it is not as good as the navy's standard weapons, it is also very popular, and transactions are spread throughout the West China Sea.

The man in charge of the arms factory for Martillo was Victor Bout, a famous arms dealer in the West Sea.

"Martillo is dead."

Butt was sitting on the sofa, hugging a sexy woman, holding a cigar in his hand, looking excited, "Quentin is also dead, and the arms factory will completely belong to me."

"Boss."

A young man stood next to him and said enthusiastically: "Martillo has so many properties, and he is dead now, why don't we..."

"He does have a large number of properties in various industries."

A trace of greed flashed in Butt's eyes, and then he shook his head and said: "But with our strength, being able to completely defend the arms factory is already the limit."

"This is a good opportunity."

When the young man heard this, he said: "I missed this opportunity and waited for the property to be divided."

"As long as we control the arms trade, we will have enough funds to recruit troops."

Butt said with a smile: "One step at a time, we will become bigger and stronger. When that time comes..."

"The underground world of the West Sea is ours."

The young man said with a smile: "We can also watch other people consume their strength in order to compete for the industry."

"That's right, Lazio, it's true that I like you."

Butt took a puff of his cigar, hugged the sexy girl, and said, "I want to exchange feelings with Miss Serena. You..."

"I'm going to do something."

Lazio quickly opened the door and left the room. Bute looked at the woman in front of him, his throat rolled, and he stretched out his big hand.

Three minutes later, he ended the fight, picked up the cigar and took a puff, showing a look of aftertaste.

But at this moment, the door was pushed open with a bang, and Lazio rushed in, scaring Serena to pick up her clothes.

"What are you doing? That's reckless." Butt was very dissatisfied.

"Boss, boss."

Lazio said with a panicked expression: "Oh no, the Conqueror Pirates are here and want to talk to you."

"The Conqueror Pirates?"

Bute opened his mouth, his face changed three times, and finally said: "Invite them to the reception room, I, I will go there right away."

. . . . . .

The Black Flag Chamber of Commerce is a famous chamber of commerce in the West Sea. It controls the shipping tracks in the southern seas and is responsible for the trade and transportation of the islands. It makes a lot of money and is Martillo's largest source of funds.

The vice president of the Chamber of Commerce is the famous businessman Milton. He established a small trading company in the Southern Islands and traded goods between several islands. However, Martillo broke into his home, threatened to cooperate, and sold smuggling contraband for him. Taste.

Milton tried to refuse, but he threatened his family, and then he could only cooperate. In the end, the trading company was annexed and the Black Flag Chamber of Commerce was established, and he became the vice president.

Now Milton's wealth has already exceeded a hundred times its original value, and with Martillo as his backer, no one dares to provoke him. Even the governor of Bath City must respect him respectfully.

Over time, his hatred for Martillo disappeared, and no one would have trouble with money.

But recently he got the news that Mattillo was dead.

This made him feel panic. Without the backstage, even the thugs under Martillo's hand were alienated.

The Archon also began to interfere with the operations of the Black Flag Chamber of Commerce, and even invited him to attend the Chamber of Commerce dinner in Bath City. Milton knew exactly what he was planning.

what to do?With his own strength, he couldn't keep his property at all, so he could only distribute Martillo's shares to these people.

It wasn't until he woke up at night that he found several figures appearing in the bedroom.

"you……"

Milton was so frightened that he wanted to shout, but someone covered his mouth, but there was no one behind him. Where did that arm come from?

"Mr. Milton."

A low-pitched male voice sounded, "I will ask people to let you go, but please don't shout. If you can, just nod."

"Hmm."

Milton nodded quickly and felt his hand disappear. He took a few quick breaths, looked at the figure in front of him, and asked cautiously, "Who are they?"

"My name is John Aaron."

The tall figure said: "Come here to take over the Black Flag Chamber of Commerce."

John Aaron?Milton felt that this name was somewhat familiar. When he thought about it carefully, he suddenly woke up. Wasn't this the captain of the Conqueror Pirates who defeated Mattillo?

I heard that Matillo died at the hands of the Conqueror Pirates, while Aaron killed the fleet commander of Feisac Kingdom.

Legend has it that he is a devil from hell who can release the River Styx to kill his enemies. He also died miserably, with all his bones broken.

"no problem."

Milton was afraid and said quickly: "All of Martillo's shares can be handed over to you."

"very good."

Aaron nodded and added, "But it's not convenient for us to be exposed to others, so we still need you to be responsible for managing the chamber of commerce, and we will give you some shares."

"I can help you manage the Chamber of Commerce."

Milton's voice trembled and he said: "But, there are other people who want to seize the Chamber of Commerce. Without your help, it will be difficult for me to control the Black Flag Chamber of Commerce."

"Tell me the other person's name."

Aaron said lightly: "I will help you deal with them."

. . . . . .

Holt, who told the truth about Matillo's address, trapped the Conqueror Pirates in a trap, but was still let go as promised.

Not long after, he learned the news of Martillo's death, and he looked a little sad.

That was his brother, who had always been kind to him, but now he died at the hands of his enemies.

As his younger brother, he should stand up and inherit his property and prevent it from falling into the hands of others.

A month has passed, and his broken limbs have healed and he can move on his own...

But at this time, the gate of the station was destroyed, and several figures rushed in and launched an attack.

The leader was a tall, sinister-looking man. He held a machete in his right hand and cut off the head of one of his men with one blow.

"Brian 'The Viper'."

Holt looked out the window and recognized him. He was the boss of a local gang on Boris Island, but he was expelled by himself and killed his wife.

How dare he attack me?With his strength, he is no match for him. Did he get the news that he was injured and want to take this opportunity to kill him?

But it was too late, his injuries had long since healed.

"court death."

Holt reached out and grabbed a long gun, walked out of the house, jumped up from the second floor, held the long gun and stabbed Brian.

Brian held a machete and fought with him. There was no winner between the two.

However, Holt has many men, and as long as he defeats the enemy, he is enough to kill him.

But at this time, arms suddenly grew on Holt's body, imprisoning him there.

This is?

Holt thought of someone and immediately shouted, "Did you promise to let me go?"

"Let you go?"

A brown-skinned woman appeared not far away and said with a smile: "The condition of letting you go is to tell us where Martillo lives, but in the end we were ambushed and almost died."

"That's because Mattillo cheated on me too."

Holt shouted loudly and wanted to beg for mercy, but the light of the knife flashed in front of him, and he felt his vision become higher, and he kept turning, and finally his head hit the ground in the distance.

"I wonder if you have thought about today before?"

Brian withdrew his machete and looked at the enemy's corpse with a relieved expression.

Finally I can comfort my wife’s spirit in heaven.

"Miss Robin, Mr. Lafitte."

Brian turned his head, looked at the brown-skinned girl and tall man in front of him, bowed slightly, and said, "Thank you to the Conqueror Pirates for providing me with the opportunity for revenge."

He respected these two people very much. When they first met, they had a conflict. As a result, everyone was arrested when they met. The arms that grew out of his body were stronger than him, making him unable to move.

And now, the other party helped him kill Holt and assisted him in revenge, which made him very grateful to these people.

"Then next..."

Robin's eyes fell on him and he said with a smile: "You can take people to take over Martillo's auction house. If you need anything, please contact me directly."

"Yes."

Brian immediately responded and said seriously: "My subordinates will definitely run the auction house well for Sir Aaron!"

It's not just about repaying a debt of gratitude, it's also an opportunity, and Brian plans to take advantage of it!