"Boss, something is wrong."
One of his men whispered to the Mad Dog.
"There are two possibilities."
Mad Dog said coldly, with one eye shining with an obscure light.
"One possibility is that this guy is lucky. He used the complex environment in the Nebula to get rid of the five warships chasing him, and then went around and returned here."
"If this is the case, we should send some warships to continue to chase it, don't you think so?"
The subordinate couldn't help laughing, "Boss, don't make fun of me. This is the stupidest way. Not long after I joined, you said that in this situation, if we fight together, or run for our lives, I haven't forgotten."
Mad Dog snorted.
"Who else can't see through something you can see? What are you waiting for? Turn around and get ready to enter Blainst galaxy!"
One of his men ordered.
The Mad Dog began to turn its course.
It was not the only "smart person".
At the same time, almost all the small pirate group's warships did the same thing.