Conditions Tinged with Color

The vast battlefield fell into dead silence.

They stared at Qin Yu's gleaming bald head, their faces filled with disbelief.

Especially Blood Shark, who had just been loudly declaring himself a future member of the Seven Warlords of the Sea's family.

He was now questioning his entire life.

If this bald guy was a newly appointed Seven Warlord of the Sea, then what was the new boss they had only recently acknowledged?

An Eight Warlord of the Sea?

Especially considering the harsh words they had just spoken—there was no taking them back now.

At that thought, Blood Shark suddenly raised his head. A trace of ruthlessness flashed across his face as he roared urgently.

"Run! If we don't, we're all dead!"

This sudden outburst instantly shattered the deathly silence on the battlefield.

All the pirates tensed. Already desperadoes by nature, they were now like startled birds, quickly fleeing in every direction.

Seeing this, wild joy flashed across Hina's face as she shouted, "Quick, this is our chance! Stop them! Don't let these butchers escape!"

As soon as she spoke, Hina moved first.

In her eyes, the appearance of Saitama, the newly appointed Seven Warlord of the Sea, at least left room for negotiation.

As long as Saitama did not interfere, once they crushed these two pirate crews, the higher-ups could worry about how to negotiate afterward.

However, that thought had barely crossed her mind.

After charging seven or eight meters forward, Hina was the first to see Blood Shark and Demon Flame lock their gazes onto her.

Hina's expression changed abruptly as she sensed a hint of danger.

This was a trap!

Bang!

Blood Shark and Demon Flame moved at once.

With heavy strides, both clearly pushed their speed to the limit.

One was a fish-man, and the other belonged