One Piece: Fists of the Quartet

Chapter 154 Let's Fight, Dior!
"Hey, little Fei Mio, young people can't be so rude, you have to respond to us old people, otherwise we will be very sad."

"Do you see that I think of my old mother in my hometown~"

Femio turned to the side with a blank expression, and continued to push the dumbbell.

These days, he has become accustomed to the fat mother's verbal harassment.

No matter what she says, I, Femio, will not break the defense!

"Hey, why are you trying so hard, little femio, but you still can't beat the two of them? Huh? Why?"

pat.

The dumbbell in Femio's hand fell to the ground, he turned around trembling, raised his hand tremblingly, and pointed at Fat Mom, as if he was about to pull it away in the next moment.

Fat Mom quickly shrank back.

"This is what your captain ordered, it's none of my business."

As she spoke, she also said Zhang Youli's words.

"You stimulate Femio more, he is too weak and needs more exercise."

Femio almost didn't bring it up in one breath.

The boss said so, but he was sure that the boss definitely didn't mean that.

Absolutely not to let the fat mom be stimulated in this way!

Glancing at Fat Mom with grief and indignation, Femio turned around, gritted his teeth and continued exercising.

Although this is really uncomfortable, it does have a very good motivating effect...

"Fortunately, I don't need to encourage..."

On the random number in front, Zhang Youli patted his chest with lingering fear.

In the past few days, he has witnessed the torture of the fat mother to three people.

Femio, Guina, and Robin.

Indeed, this is what Zhang Youli requested.

Zhang Youli didn't want to go through the bloody drama of being held back by others, all his partners were killed, and revenge alone.

So this is a must.

Be strong, my lovely crew.

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boom!
Zhang Youli and Dio bumped fists again, and the sound of cracking came from the middle of the fists.

"awesome."

On the random number, everyone gathered together for a rare time, without exercise.

Their eyes were fixed on the two huge figures on the splint.

"Boss, I don't want to fight anymore..."

Fat Dior wrinkled his fat face with a look of distress.

Zhang Youli was startled.

For the past few days, Fat Dior has been exercising alone, sweating profusely every day.

This is the first time he has practiced against Zhang Youli.

Zhang Youli couldn't help thinking about it, if Fat Dior said that he didn't like fighting, Zhang Youli really didn't know what to do...

But it's unlikely... When Zhang Youli asked Fat Dior to kill the boulder, Zhang Youli could clearly see the excitement in his eyes. At that time, Zhang Youli felt that he had opened the door to a new world for Fat Dior .

Instead of forcing an honest person to do something he doesn't like.

Thinking of this, Zhang Youli felt that his head was going to explode, and he didn't bother to test it out, so he asked directly.

"why?"

"It hurts so much when you hit me..."

……

Zhang Youli couldn't help but punched Fat Dior again, right in the stomach, but not too hard.

"Okay, if it weren't for your slow progress in awakening your armed color, do you think I want to beat you?"

Fat Dio pulled a face, but didn't say anything about the end.

He also knew that his progress was slow, or even non-existent.

He didn't take it seriously before again, because he felt that the domineering sounded very tall, and it was normal for the progress of comprehension to be slower.

Until Zhang Youli pulled everyone in front of him...

I heard that the longest femio can cover the palm of the hand with only ten days of use.

Fat Dior finally became anxious, but his reaction also hit Femio deeply.

"I know I'm the worst...but don't use that expression, as if it's a terrible thing not to be faster than me!"

This is what Femio said at the time.

Time goes back to the present, hesitant Fat Dior has not awakened, so Zhang Youli took the best way.

sparring.

But in the beginning, it was not Zhang Youli and Fat Dior who practiced against each other, but the three of Obato.

It wasn't until the three of Obato practiced with him for two days that there was no progress, and everyone except Zhang Youli teamed up to deal with him again.

After another two days, there was still no progress, but they fought back and forth.

The main reason is that a few people didn't even think about making heavy moves, just sweating purely.

Zhang Youli couldn't stand it anymore.

He stood up.

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"Hey, kid Zhang, this won't work, look at my son, you're looking at you, isn't there still no progress..."

The fat mother was talking distressedly at the side, and from time to time she turned her head and glanced at Fat Dior, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Zhang Youli raised his voice naked, showing his strong muscles.

"almost."

One sentence blocked all Fat Mom's words. She looked at Zhang Youli unwillingly, and wanted to say something more, but he interrupted her with a wave of his hand.

"Okay, do you want Dio to die outside in the future, or do you want him to be beaten more now?"

The fat mother glanced at Dio distressedly, and muttered.

"Then you have to go out...Stupid son, I don't know what's good about going out."

"Mom, I want to go out and have a look, and this is what I promised my brother."

Dio retorted.

The fat mother was not polite to him, she came over trembling and hit him on the head with a cane.

"Okay, mom knows, but mom wants to hit you now, what's the problem?"

"No, Mom..."

Fat Dior said something with a low eyebrow.

……

Is this a mama boy?
Such a sentence popped into Zhang Youli's mind, and was blocked by him afterward.

"Dior, come again!"

Zhang Youli walked out first, and then a bunch of people came out in a hurry.

Dio bent over and barely squeezed through the small door.

When he came to the deck, Zhang Youli curled his lips and said teasingly, seeing everyone's enthusiastic eyes.

"Okay, don't watch it, go to exercise, the next training, even if you watch it, you won't learn anything."

Everyone booed, and Daosi froze when he stood up.

"Hahaha, I still don't believe it."

In the morning, Zhang Youli was fighting with Dior while explaining, and even showed everyone his armed look.

So they watched with gusto.

But now Zhang Youli doesn't plan to do that.

He looked at Fat Dior and grinned.

"Let's fight, Dio!"

Dio nodded in confusion.

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"The purity is too low! Dior!!"

boom!
Punching Dior in the face, Zhang Youli shouted at the top of his voice.

Dio's pupils were obviously a little dizzy, he didn't speak, but just clenched his fist and smashed it down hard!

boom!
Another punch with a sonic boom hit Zhang Youli hard on the head.

The wooden board under Zhang Youli's feet cracked again, and everyone's pupils shrank.

"Quick, go down and lay some iron blocks!!"

Zhang Youli raised his eyelids, raised his hands high, and clenched his fists.

boom!
(End of this chapter)