Pirate's Swamp Fruit

Chapter 62 062
A gust of wind blew between the cannonball and the figure, and the tail of the flame sprayed out from the tail of the cannonball with smoke, providing propulsion. The metal light of Wilder's five claws flashed by, and the iron block and fingers of Type [-]-[-] The gun was blended together by him, hard, sharp and full of power.

The two stood in a stalemate for a moment, and then, the flames shone, and the shell was thrown in the opposite direction, falling behind, and a high circle of fire exploded.

"It's amazing, to be able to grab Coulière's cannonball with bare hands and throw it away." A lieutenant general happened to see this scene in the distance, and said in surprise.

"Huh...!" Wilder's body fell to the ground slowly, exhaled a long breath, raised his eyes, and Kurial gritted his teeth with an ugly expression.

"Hahaha! Let's have a fist-to-flesh battle! Kuriel!" Wilder suddenly laughed, he wanted to use this battle to gain as much experience as possible.

"How is it possible... you kind of guy, it would be troublesome to fight you in close quarters!" Coulière said and jumped away from the spot, firing the short gun in his hand repeatedly at tricky angles.

Wilder narrowed his eyes slightly, and the next moment his body disappeared in place, and he used the six-style shaving to avoid those bullets.

Cullière distanced himself from Wilder, pulled the trigger repeatedly, and the cannonballs and bullets drew complex and tight trajectories, sealing Wilder's figure inside.

"Hum...!" Wilder opened his eyes, and he could clearly see the trajectory of an incoming shell. As he moved his body, the shell passed by and hit the back, and there was a roar.

"Hoosh!" One after another crossed, the faint trajectory entered Wilder's "eyes" and "ears", the body ejected and flipped, and the bullets kept passing by.

Gradually, Wilder closed his eyes, relying only on his knowledge and arrogance to "see" the attack.

This place seems to have become his training ground!

Wind, bullets, cannonballs, and all movements seem to be infinitely magnified and clearly captured by "touch", "hearing" and "vision".

The feeling of the wind caressing the skin is so wonderful that it is addictive. Bullets and shells interweave an orange-red picture with fiery trajectories.

Wilder was deeply immersed in it, experiencing the feeling that everything was under control, his body seemed to be turned into a piece of paper, moving with the wind.

The artillery fire spread on the battlefield. Among the straw hat gang, the lightning hands of one of the revolutionary army cadres turned into two huge scissors, cutting the ground and setting up a ladder leading to the execution platform.

Straw hats go forward indomitably, running towards the stairs with firm belief in their eyes.

"Sen!" Hawkeye Mihawk appeared in front of Straw Hat Luffy at some point, sweeping the black knife in his hand.

In an instant, a premonition of danger surged in Luffy's heart, and the hands that were originally intended to be ejected were retracted in time, avoiding the end of being cut off.

At the same time, Bais and others successfully sneaked into a warship outside the bay.

Documents, shells, etc. were also divided into several boxes and shipped onto the warship.

"This is the latest tactical notice. Now I will take over and preside over all the affairs and wartime mobilization of this warship." Bai Si pretended to be a lieutenant general and handed the forged notice to the commander of the warship.

"I see, then everything will be handed over to Mr. Lieutenant General." The notice has the seal of the Warring States and its office, and Baisi is a lieutenant general at this time, although the voice may not be able to do it. To be honest, lieutenant generals are not limited to the headquarters, and there are many lieutenant generals in the branch that have never been seen, so the person in charge of this warship did not have much doubt.

But in secret, he still picked up the phone bug and dialed the office number. As for why he didn't directly call Zhan Guo?level issue.

Soon, Claire, the "operator" on the other end of the phone, confirmed that this matter did indeed exist.

The action proceeded in an orderly manner.

On the other side, Claire put down the phone bug in her hand, thought for a while, stood up and walked out of the office.

In a commanding height, Ah Xin, Bacon, and Limo hid in it, staring at the battlefield below.

Ah Xin's body was lying on the ground, a strangely shaped long gun with a sniper scope, and his eyes were aimed at the distance through the sniper scope.

After handing over the propulsion device to Yves, Ah Xin reunited with Bacon and Limo.

"Why does this guy know everything?" Bacon on the side glanced at Ah Xin and muttered.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Li Mo glared at him, his expression still very unhappy.

Bacon rolled his eyes at him, but didn't speak, and almost died of anger when he wrote Limo!

"Quiet." The hoarse voice came from under Ah Xin's mask, with a gloomy feeling in the plainness.

The two looked at each other, curled their lips, and didn't want to provoke this strange person.

So far, in Wilder's team, Ah Xin is the most invisible to everyone except Wilder. Therefore, he was also given a title by everyone, called: Ah Xin who can't see through.

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On the battlefield, Wilder's body swayed with the wind, fluttering like a piece of soft paper.

The shells flew past him, but they still couldn't hit him at all. The unique avoidance method has a unique name.

"Paper painting!"

Opening his eyes, Wilder couldn't help but smile. After the iron block, moon step, finger gun, and shaving, he learned another six moves, and he mastered them in a very short period of time. .

"Then...it's time to end." Wilder withdrew his smile, stopped his body for an instant, stepped on the ground, and exploded.

"It's so fast!" Courier's pupils in the distance shrank, and then he felt a pain in his waist, and his eyes looked like tears.

A piece of flesh from the waist was taken away, where blood gushed out crazily, exposing flesh and blood, and Wilder's figure also disappeared soundlessly in a wave of air.

"Boom!" A cannonball spewed out of the rocket launcher, and Coulière rolled his eyes, moving the short gun with difficulty, trying to catch that fleeting figure.

The shell bombarded the ground, exploding high fireworks, kicking the air to explode, and Wilder's figure appeared and disappeared, advancing continuously, and the sound of explosions was layered upon layer.

"Sharp Horned Flood Killer!"

A faint snake shadow emerged from the air, with sharp horns on its head, which were formed by ten hard fingers.

"Puff!" Blood spurted out, and Coulier's eyeballs protruded, opening to the extreme.

"Cough... wow!" A mouthful of blood poured out of Kurial's mouth, and he was short of breath. He stared, trying to see clearly the ten fingers pierced into his ribs on both sides, his eyes flickering.

"Cough..." Another mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, and Coulière felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier. He vaguely heard the call of his companions, accompanied by the sound of the navy being forced to retreat.

(End of this chapter)