"No, no, no!"
In the eyes of the last pirate filled with utmost terror, Aitar swung the butcher knife down fiercely.
With a bang, blood splattered, and half of the head rolled off the chopping board.
Crunching sounds.
After completing this task, Aitar twisted his somewhat sore neck, the bloodshot threads in his eyes gradually fading, just like the wounds on his body.
The butcher knife in his hand also transformed into strands of blood at this moment, eventually merging into his palm.
He turned his head to look at the fat pirate.
"Weiwei Li, the one who directed these pirates to kidnap people... who is it?"
Aitar's gaze returned to peace.
But the anger in his heart did not dissipate with the death of these pirates.
Not enough, far from enough!
The source that caused Ah Li's death has not been found!
The people he wants to slaughter are not just these pirates! Far from it!
Upon hearing Aitar's words, Weiwei Li was silent for a moment.
