Zefa of the Pirate

Chapter 33, The Red Mammoth

The Mammoth, the flagship of the Mammoth Pirates, is in the waters near Rapeseed Flower.

A giant red-haired man whose upper body was far taller than ordinary people was sitting cross-legged on the deck with his shirtless arms, and his big table-sized hands were fiddling with a metal breastplate that looked very rough.

"Captain, there is a merchant ship ahead!"

Hearing this, he immediately threw the breastplate aside, and took the thick tube that was handed over by his subordinates, which looked like a cannon barrel more than a telescope.

"Oh? Let me see... Hey! Still want to run? Seeing the banner of my uncle, he didn't obediently come over to present the property, but he still dared to run?"

The big man threw the pipe and stood up. "Notify the two deputy heads, let them go to the port first, and don't run away with a ship! Let's chase this ship first to have fun!"

"Whoa! Whoa!"

"Haha, kill them!"

"Little ones, chase after me!"

"Kill them all!"

"Hahahahahaha."

On the other side, Crystal Merchant Group Crystal.

"Oops, their flagship is coming!" shouted the lookout.

In fact, without the watchman's reminder, everyone on the deck could see that the other party didn't seem to let their thoughts go.

Seeing the obviously larger and more powerful flagship in the middle of the three pirate ships behind, turning and chasing after them in the direction they were fleeing, Christa's heart sank—after all, no one believed it, and the other party was acting in the spirit of For the purpose of friendly communication, I came to say hello very cordially.

Damn it, we are merchant ships that value stability more than pirate ships that value speed.

And now that the ship is full of cargo, it is impossible to run past them pirates!

At this time this scene.

Mosa suddenly wanted to give himself a slap in the face, this is the flag of Guoguo, right?
He just said that he is here for nothing, and everything is under control, and this kind of nonsense appears in the end? ?
At this moment, many classic flags appeared in Mosa's mind.

"I'm going to get married after finishing this mission!"

"After this battle, I will go back to my hometown and get married!"

"Go ahead and I'll catch up right away!"

"I have nothing to fear"

"I think I have a big advantage now"

"What's the sound...? Let's go and have a look."

"I am invincible!"

"I will not die!"

"."

Mom

I didn't say anything serious!

"I see, that flag. It's the Mammoth Pirates! The captain of the other party is the Red Mammoth Serawi with a bounty of 600 million Baileys!"

The Mammoth Pirates were very independent and didn't draw their own logo on the sails, so the watchman's eyes were red to see the pattern on the small pirate flag.

Hearing this, Mo Sa breathed a sigh of relief, although the inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart became stronger, but thinking about it carefully
It's okay, it shouldn't be a big problem.

The bounty offered is only over 5000 million. Hehe, how did the flying dragon lose? [Swell! ]
Judging from the bounty offered, this guy is not as good as the super elites like Colonel Smokey Smokey, Colonel Black Lane Tina, and Colonel Kirby "two years later" in the plot in terms of strength. Go to the general headquarters colonel.

Don't look at the time of the top war, these ordinary colonels of the headquarters are basically just passers-by who were killed after a few tricks with the cadres of the Whitebeard Pirates, but their general strength is equivalent to offering a reward of five to How good is the pirate with 8000 million Baileys!
Except for a small number of capable people, the colonels of the headquarters have basically mastered the six styles, and have already begun to explore the field of "dominant spirit".

Judging from the original plot, they are basically stronger than Kalifa and Bruno, who have a power of about 800 - in the case of the ability to remove devil fruits.

This is what Mosa really wants to complain about. As a member of CP9, an assassination organization under the World Government, his frontal combat power is generally tolerable, but when your assassination methods are so strong, your combat power is still average, so it is really unbearable.
so!In summary!The crushing defeat can only be said to be that the cadres under White Beard's command are too strong! [knock on blackboard]
And under normal circumstances, the pirates located in the first half of the great channel should not be domineering, and the high-ranking natural system like Rusha Fruit will not be domineering at 5000 million. Well, I think I have a great advantage now!
Uh, I feel like I accidentally planted a battle flag again.

A very familiar routine, isn't it?
At first, I felt that I was invincible and fearless, and then just as soon as I said something, someone suddenly came to find fault. After a closer look, it was a small character who "should" not be afraid, and was about to show off in front of others.
Then it was killed directly
Wow!
When I think about it like this, I suddenly panic!

I have to say that mentally handicapped children have a lot of brains, and he can still let go of such a play at such a tense moment.
boom!
The Crystal suddenly shook violently, and many crew members were caught off guard and rolled into a ball unsteadily under their feet.

"Hahaha, trash, I heard that you want to run away?!"

A deafening rumble echoed on the Crystal.

Mosa looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a big rough hand with distinct joints and long hair firmly grasping the side of the ship.

Mosa calmly recalled the hands of those giant lieutenant generals in the navy headquarters - the size of this hand is not too much different from the hands of giant lieutenant generals who are more than ten meters tall.
Even if it belongs to Lieutenant General Sauro's frighteningly large palm-to-body ratio.

This guy is at least the size of Big Mom or Whitebeard.
"Hahaha, go to hell, trash!"

At the same time as the arrogant shout sounded, that hand suddenly pushed hard on the side of the ship, and the huge figure jumped up and hit the deck.

The deck crumbled, and countless sawdust attacked everyone on board in waves.

Subconsciously, a thin layer of fine sand blocked the flying sawdust.

Mosa: Damn, is this guy trying to disfigure me? ! ,

How can I rely on my face to eat in the future! ?
Whether it is strong or not is a matter of version, handsome is a matter of a lifetime!

Red Mammoth, right? We're not done, this feud is getting bigger!
I said!
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(End of this chapter)