Lynch was speechless.
Did this group of pirates come from the circus before? Why are they so funny and hilarious?
To be clear, this is a murderous pirate, not a clown in a circus.
How can they call themselves pirates with all this nonsense?"
"Emperor Lynch, my sister is also a fan of yours. She likes you the most, and so do my seventh and eighth aunts..."
"Seriously, I'm not gonna lie, my sister has your picture on her vibrator!"
The pirates, who had once been fierce, were now begging for mercy like overgrown children, showing no resistance at all.
The bearded man in charge was the most ridiculous, talking about his family members who all claimed to be Lynch's fans. His "aunts" ranged from seven-year-olds to seventy-year-olds, as if they were all part of an unbroken lineage of admirers.
Despite their desperation, the pirates knew what they were doing. This shameless flattery might just buy them a few more minutes of life.
"Don't say I won't give you a chance."
The big man burst into tears and kicked Lynch away in disgust.
Shaking his shoulders, Lynch said, "Have you seen this kitten and mouse? I'll give you a chance. If you defeat them, I might spare your lives."
"Really?!" Kondre's eyes lit up with excitement.
In his mind, he thought Lynch was impressed by his flattery and had decided to let him go.
"A kitten and a mouse? I could easily crush them!"
Kondre didn't recognize Tom at first. Tom appeared in the newspaper as the famous eagle-eyed swordsman, but now, in the form of a house cat, he looked completely different.
His aura, eyes, clothes, and weapons were all gone, and he just looked like a regular cat—apart from his two distinctively soulful mustaches.
Although Kondre felt like Tom seemed familiar, he couldn't connect him to the legendary swordsman from the newspaper.
If Tom were in his swordsman form, it might have been a different story.
"A man of his word."
"It's a deal!"
Kondre shouted, turning around with excitement. He called out to his crew, "Young men! If you haven't grabbed your weapons yet, thank Brother Rat and Brother Cat!"
"Thank you, Brother Rat! Thank you, Brother Cat! We may not be the best with swords, but please forgive us if we accidentally end up cutting you two to pieces."
When the pirates heard they would face a cat and a mouse—two of the weakest animals—they suddenly felt braver.
Their nerves settled, and they were eager to fight, sharpening their swords and feeling confident.
Lynch looked at Tom and Jerry, then waved his hand and said with authority, "Destroy them!"
Boom! Boom!
Tom and Jerry jumped onto the deck, landing with a light thud from Jerry and a heavier thud from Tom.
"Cat, cat, cat! Cat, cat!" Tom Cat shouted, transforming.
"Chichichi! Chichi!" Jerry Rat responded, transforming as well.
Both the cat and the mouse took out cards labeled "Swordsman" from their tails and inserted them into their bodies.
In an instant, a bright flash of white light enveloped them.
"This is bad! They're changing! Kill them quickly!" Kondre shouted, sensing danger. He led his crew to slash at the two white lights with their swords.
"Clang! Clang!"
Two swords, one large and one small, emerged from the white light and effortlessly blocked the dozens of incoming strikes.
"What?!" Kondre's heart raced in disbelief.
As the white light faded, Tom and Jerry stood before them, completely transformed. They were no longer just a cat and a mouse; they had become something entirely different.
A Western sword materialized in Tom's hand. He wore a red and black coat, a cross necklace around his neck, and a red and black top hat on his head. Two mustaches appeared on his face.
A powerful swordsman's aura radiated from him, reminiscent of Hawkeye's presence.
On the other side, Jerry looked almost identical to Tom, fully transformed.
As the pirates charged forward, Tom Cat grinned evilly and casually gripped his sword. With a single movement, the pirates' swords shattered all at once.
"Immortal Swordsman!" Kondre exclaimed, recognizing the formidable opponent before him.
"Forget it! Focus on that mouse!" he quickly ordered his crew.
The name "Immortal Swordsman" left Kondre with no illusions about Tom's strength, but he felt confident he could easily crush the unfamiliar rat with a single step.
The rat may stand beside the emperor, dressed just like the Immortal Swordsman, which means its status is not low.
Capturing the mouse and using it as a hostage might still give them a chance!
Because Jerry was too small, a group of big men could only bend down and hunched over to catch him.
Jerry didn't even bother to draw his sword against these weaklings.
After transforming into a swordsman, Jerry's character seems to be much colder. It moved flexibly among the crowd, passing through a group of big men with its toes, without even a leaf touching its body.
"boom!"
The eyes of a group of pirates were all fixed on Jerry. Under Jerry's deliberate movement, without any effort, a group of pirates bumped into each other with stars in their eyes, and piled up like stacks of Arhats.
Jerry stopped slowly, touched his moustache, pulled out an embroidery-style Western sword, and pierced Kondre's butt with the sword.
"Ahhhh!!!" Kondre covered his butt and jumped three meters high in pain.
Bang!
Kondre landed with red eyes, still holding his rear. "Damn mouse, how dare you mess with me!"
"Brothers, get him! Kill that mouse!"
Pirates are a bunch of brainless guys. They lose their minds when they are angered.
As the steel knives came at him, Jerry sometimes turned into a long strip, sometimes into a liquid, sometimes into a U-shape, and nimbly dodged every attack.
Seeing that Jerry was having a great time, Tom took out a cup of coffee and leaned against the fence to drink it without disturbing him.
Even when a group of big men were panting from exhaustion, they couldn't even touch a hair on Jerry's head.
"Ahhhhh!!! I can't take it anymore!"
A group of large pirates had been chasing Jerry for hours without catching him. If the other pirates found out, they'd laugh until they cried.
"Rat! If you can, don't run! Or I'll chop you into pieces!" Kondre shouted.
Jerry heard this and calmly nodded. He took out a black cloth, covered his eyes, lit a cigar, and took a puff.
As he did all this, Jerry made sure to give Kondre the finger.
"What the hell!" Kondre was furious at Jerry's boldness.
These days were getting crazy—rats were now daring to provoke pirates!
"Damn it, you're asking for it! You really think I won't kill you?!"
Kondre swung his sword with all his might, slicing through the air with a white streak.
"Ha!" He struck Jerry, cutting him in half.
"Dead? Really?" Kondre stared, unable to believe it.
He was almost going crazy from the torture, and the mouse finally died!
Kondre laughed like a maniac.
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TO BE CONTINUED
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