Saving fish man is to kill fish man.

How could Clara, who is a bystander, think of this wonderful logical relationship?

So, she purely thought that Maud was trying to save the fishman.

While feeling incredible, what followed was doubts about Maud's identity.

On the long street, the fishman slaves who were determined to escape back to the sea also noticed this.

Is anyone helping me?

The fishman fell into the same thoughts as Clara for a moment.

Who is it?

How could someone help me in this kind of place?

The fishman shook his head suddenly, how could he have the time to think so much and bury his head to escape.

However, he is not a fool either.

He experienced what a living target was on the spot, how could he continue running on the long street?

He suddenly turned around and ran towards the alley between the buildings.

The pirates who came out for fun saw that the fishman slaves were smart, and regretted that they could not shoot a few more times, and they would not be so stupid as to chase after them.

Because they knew very well that the fishman slaves were goods from the auction house in Crazy Hat.

When there were so many people, everyone had fun and fired a few shots, and everyone had their share of killing them.

In that case, you don’t worry about causing trouble in the auction house afterwards.

As for helping the auction house catch fishman slaves alive?

Risks and benefits are not proportional, and you will only do it if you get kicked by a donkey.

Seeing the fishman slaves escape into the alley, the pirates who joined in the fun turned their attention to the three colleagues who were killed by unknown people, and the big fight in front of the auction gate.

On the top of the building, Mode saw the fishman turning into the alley, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face under the mask.

That's right...

When Mode thought about whether the hunter notes were about to be able to verify whether they also worked for the fishman, he became enthusiastic.

When designing the ability, the original intention was to utilize the intelligence advantages of time travelers.

Therefore, subconsciously, the hunter's notes are as their name suggests, aiming at [hunting] and [people].

And in Maud's initially expected prey range, there were no such types as fishman and giant.

But whether it is a fishman or a giant, it is somewhat tied to [people].

Therefore, Maud felt that it was very likely to be applicable.

As long as it is applicable, the prey scope will be further expanded.

By then, the fishman and the giant will be the prey with higher returns.

However, although the profit is high, compared with the pirates all over the world, the fishman and giant are more like rare monsters.

Unless you go directly to their den, you will basically be a rare existence.

"The physical fitness of the fishman race is indeed amazing. After so many injuries, he can still maintain such a speed."

Maud followed closely behind the fishman slave.

"If I hadn't killed those three pirates tonight, I might not have been able to catch up now."

Seeing that the speed of the fishman slaves' running speed did not show signs of declining, Mo De was surprised, but was very calm.

It is best to let the fishman run more like this.

First, I will lose too much blood.

Another person's physical strength will drop sharply.

It will be much easier to take action afterwards.

Mod saw the previous performance of fishman slaves killing in the crowd.

At this moment, he was like a lonely wolf who was patiently waiting for his prey, hanging tightly behind the fishman slave.

Considering that there may be an intrusion, Maud slowed down and loaded ammunition while chasing.

Even though his physical fitness is not bad now, only guns can bring a sense of security.

As long as it is not an enemy who can resist the bullet, Maud has the confidence to deal with it.

After being left like this for about ten minutes, the side effects of the fishman slave finally began to explode.

First, excessive blood loss caused weakness in the limbs.

Then there was a significant sharp drop in speed.

Beware of the incident, Mode thinks it's almost time to start.

He suddenly increased his speed, jumped at a few high speeds, and landed in front of the fishman slave.

The fishman slave was suddenly startled and stopped his body.

Excessive blood loss caused the body with weak limbs and could not support this vain sudden act of sudden braking, and he couldn't help but stagger forward.

Oops…!

The fishman slave's heart was beating wildly.

To his surprise, the human in front of him did not take advantage of the situation to kill him.

He hurriedly stabilized his body, and the fishman slave was afraid and gasping heavily, staring at the sudden fall of humans.

His gaze flew past the dagger held by the human hand and the long barrel muzzle exposed from his shoulder. He was suddenly shocked and rushed forward without caring about physical strength.

It’s better to start first!

Bang

The fishman slave stopped again.

A lead bullet fell in front of his feet, and wisps of smoke rose up.

"Silly human."

Seeing Maud empty the only lead bullet in the smoothbore gun, the fishman slave was very calm.

What he feared most was the gun in this terrain, so he took the risk of charging when he noticed Maud's smoothbore gun behind him.

As a result, the other party deliberately knocked the bullet out.

There is no need to think about the reason for it.

The fishman slave was not in a hurry to take action at this time and silently adjusted his breath.

He used a lead bullet to stop the fishman slave's charge, and Maud threw the empty lead bullet [Usopp] to the side.

"Although you are a fishman, I, Arthur, have never liked to take advantage of others' danger."

Mode raised his head slightly, and his eyes in the hole of the mask were staring at the body of the fishman slave.

"I saw that you were seriously injured and were confused by escaping, so I would give you five minutes to rest."

“…”

The fishman slave suddenly opened his eyes wide.

I see.

No wonder the gun was deliberately missed just now.

Hum, boring character.

This is how humans seem particularly stupid.

Five minutes?

It takes less than three minutes to adjust.

The fishman slave thought to himself and adjusted his breath with the flow.

How could he wait for five minutes when his breath recovered?

Take action directly and leave the place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

Mod looked at the fishman slave who was trying to restore his breath and said seriously: "I will not kill the unknown people under the knife, and report your name."

After saying that, he raised his dagger and stood in front of him.

The fishman slave glanced at the dagger and couldn't help but sneer.

Even if he was injured, as long as he was in close combat, he would have the confidence to kill the human in front of him who was only holding a dagger in an instant.

"Heaton Sam."

The fishman slave made a name without even thinking about it.
To be continued...