Chapter 340

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Bang!

"Watch out, the redhead kid has a gun!"

"Come with me, let's flank them from that side."

"The captain said we need 'em alive, so no shooting. Close in, and let those with shields take the lead."

…

The Hyena Pirate Crew was nothing like those small-time hooligans Kid and his crew had faced before.

Soon, they had Kid and his men cornered.

Despite Kid having a gun, he managed only to injure one person before running out of luck.

These pirates were seasoned fighters, taking cover behind their shields and using various tricks to deplete Kid's ammunition.

Sneers spread across their faces as they seemed to play a cat-and-mouse game.

"Damn it!"

Kid couldn't help but curse under his breath.

He pulled the trigger again, but the gun made no sound.

He was out of ammo.

Though he had more on him, it was clear these pirates wouldn't give him a chance to reload.

"Heh, out of bullets, kiddo?"

"You had a good time shooting at us, huh!"

"Cut the chatter and finish them off; the captain is waiting."

Kid and Killer stood in front of Druyanika, clutching their wrench and sickle tightly, prepared to resist to the end.

Druyanika felt an overwhelming sense of guilt.

If it weren't for her, Kid and Killer wouldn't have fallen into such great danger to save her.

But now, it was too late for regrets.

Desperation in her eyes, Druyanika watched as Kid and Killer were overwhelmed by the crowd, soon left with nothing but the beating they were taking.

Just then, a barrage of bullets flew in from a distance, precisely striking down the pirates, blooming sprays of blood.

Before anyone could blink, the pirates attacking Kid and Killer were all knocked to the ground.

"Even my people you dare to lay a finger on? It seems the examples I made before were not enough to deter you."

"If I add the Hyena Pirate Crew to the list, I suppose such incidents won't happen again, right?"

Abel, with a high-tech pistol in hand, somewhat helplessly rubbed his head with the gun barrel.

"Shit! You the fuck are... mmph mmph mmph."

"Don't talk nonsense, this guy is the arms dealer who slaughtered three Musketeer Pirate crews. I saw him at the grand opening."

"Quick, go notify the captain!"

"Now we're in trouble; when did these brats cozy up to such a huge backer?"

The pirates didn't dare to approach and stop him.

Kid and Killer on the ground hadn't expected their boss to come to their rescue?!

Their emotions were all mixed up at the moment.

Hyena' Beverly stepped out laughing loudly, "Mr. Abel has arrived, why didn't you say something in advance? What's with all the weapons, Mr. Abel is a guest, put down your weapons."

He glanced at the bodies on the ground and continued with a forced smile, "It seems there was a bit of a misunderstanding today. These kids are quite lucky to have caught your attention."

"Normally, you sell your arms, and I pirate my seas; we should keep to our own, but we have plenty of opportunities to collaborate."

"So let's make a deal. You're free to take these two lads with you, and I won't stop you, how about it?"

As soon as Beverly finished his offer, his men started to protest.

"Captain!"

"Shut up. Are you not listening to me?"

Abel, clearly amused by the situation, then turned to Kid and Killer, "What do you think about this proposal?"

For the two of them, a simple nod at this moment would mean the matter is settled, and they could leave safely.

But what about Druyanika if they left?

These pirates had made no mention of letting Druyanika go as well.

"If only two of us can leave, then I'll stay behind. Killer, you take Druyanika and the boss and get out of here," Kid said without any hesitation. He may have many flaws, but he values brotherhood above all else.

Killer felt the same way, "You go, I'll stay."

Druyanika said, "I'm already happy that you two came to save me; don't worry about me anymore. Just go!"

Such a touching farewell!

Abel almost wanted to applaud.

Clap, clap, clap.

Beverly, clapping, said with a sneer, "How touching indeed, but I don't buy it. If it weren't for the respect I have for Lord Abel, you two brats would have already been chopped up and thrown into the sea as fish feed."

"Now you're thinking of taking my property? You think you can negotiate with me? Get lost!"

His words seemed to belittle Kid and Killer but were in fact meant for Abel.

'These two don't have the right to negotiate with me. If you really want to take that girl with you, it's not impossible, but show some sincerity.'

By now, Kid and Killer had fully realized that they couldn't save anyone by themselves.

Their only hope was Abel.

"Boss, please, save Druyanika. I'm willing to bear any cost alone."

"We'll split it half and half; don't think about being a hero all by yourself."

They both lowered their pride and bowed their heads to the ground.

"What a headache you two are, name your price," Abel said to Beverly.

Beverly's mouth twitched into a smile, "She is my beloved goddaughter; how could I bear to sell her? But since Mr. Abel has spoken, I must show respect."

"How about this, 50 guns and ten thousand rounds of ammunition. For Mr. Abel, that's just a drop in the ocean."

This guy really had the nerve to ask for a lot.

Abel laughed as well, nodding in agreement, "Indeed, such items are of little consequence to me, but what I dislike most is being threatened and extorted."

"Now I want the person, and I don't want to give up anything. What should I do?"

Beverly's face twitched with fury, "Then I fear you won't be leaving this place alive today."

"Is that so? I would like to see if that's true."

Before his words ended, Abel raised his gun and pulled the trigger.

In an instant, gunfire erupted!

A few minutes later, the once 'bustling' stronghold finally returned to silence.

The thick scent of blood gradually spread.

Bodies were strewn across the floor, eyes wide open, as if lamenting their fate.

Yet even more horrifying was the manner of their deaths.

Direct headshots were almost merciful compared to those hit in non-vital areas.

Kid and Killer watched as a man, shot only in the arm, let out agonizing screams before his skin turned pale as a corpse's, dying in unbearable pain.

As for Druyanika,

She had been vomiting up to now, still retching.

To be honest, even Kid and Killer, who had blood on their hands, felt sick to their stomachs at the sight of this one-sided slaughter.

Had they inadvertently pledged their loyalty to a devil?