Pirate God-class Vice-Captain

Looking at the historical text stone tablet in front of him, Roger frowned thoughtfully.

Behind him, the navy had already been lying on the ground. In front of Roger, a pirate who offered a reward of tens of millions, these big-headed soldiers had no second purpose except to deliver food. Seeing that Roger was just squatting quietly in front of the historical text , There is no plan to do anything, and many navies have left tears of remorse - if I had known that this pirate would not rob things, it would be better to fall down and play dead at the beginning.

The more he looked at the stone tablet, the more mysterious Roger felt, as if something was being born in his body!

At this moment, Roger slowly turned his head and looked into the depths of the dark jungle behind him.

In the shadows, one figure slowly walked out.

The one who walked in the front was a man with a bunch of bells hanging on his body, giggling. Next to him, there was a strong shirtless man. Like an evil spirit in the dark night, he showed his fangs to Roger and the others.

The navy who had just been defeated by Roger all showed expressions of surprise.

"This is... the cadre of the Good Pirates, the blood bell man!"

"Why is he here?! Hasn't the Goode Pirates been wiped out?!"

"He, behind him, is the leader of the Night Shadow Pirates, Trump!"

"They actually acted together?!"

"Who is going to report to the headquarters!"

Hearing the exclamations of the surrounding navy, Roger reached out and pressed the straw hat on his head, but did not say anything, but waited for the other party to speak.

While everyone was watching, the bell man smiled and said, "It looks like... someone came before us, kid, who are you? Where is Commodore Warring States?"

Roger put down his hand and tilted his head: "I'm Roger, Gore D. Roger, the Warring States period is not here."

"Huh...?" The blood bell frowned. I've never heard of the name Roger. I don't know where the little pirate appeared, but that's right. If it wasn't for a pirate who just debuted, how could he be so stupid. If you have some strength, go to provoke the navy.

"Forget it, if you don't have it, look for it again. Anyway, you won't be able to escape this island." Trompo, who was next to the blood bell man, said angrily. The band of thieves was really boring, they were all beaten up, and they wanted to continue their lives by relying on a little favor back then, which was embarrassing.

The blood bell man nodded: "Then these navies?"

"They're all slaughtered! Little ones!"

"AYE!!!!"

When these professional pirates responded to the leader, they did not shout "yes" like the navy, but made a sound like "love!" at first, because the answer was not easily covered by the sound of wind and waves when sailing at sea. , and after a long time, it has become the standard answer for pirates.

Hearing Trump's order, the pirates showed bloodthirsty smiles one after another. For them, the greatest joy in their long pirate career was burning, killing, and looting. At this time, it was cool to be able to kill a group of navy with wounds. fly up.

The navy panicked. Garp and Warring States were not there, and there was a Roger who didn't know the depths. As a result, such a group of Killing Stars came. Is there no doubt that they will die today?

At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, Roger slowly walked out and stood between the navy and the pirates.

"Boy, what do you want to do?" Trump asked coldly. From the beginning, he had been on guard against Roger. Although he felt that Roger, a pirate from the East China Sea, could not be his opponent, since he could fight like this Many navy soldiers must have some strength, so they should not be taken lightly.

Roger's face was subtly distorted in the firelight under the light of the torches set up by the surrounding navy. It looked funny, and many pirates had already pointed at him and snickered in the crowd.

Roger also laughed, but it was not the snickering snicker of the pirates, but a hearty smile: "Sorry, these navies have already been defeated by me, so the right to dispose of them is in the hands of our Roger Pirates, no your business."

"What did you say?!" Trump showed a furious expression all at once. His temper was not good, and this mission made him unhappy, so he was directly bombed by Roger!

Under Trump's murderous gaze, Roger touched his chin, as if recalling something, and after a while, he suddenly raised his head.

"By the way, that's what Du Hang said - come to fight if you don't accept it! Stop being a talker!"

"You're courting death!!" As soon as Roger finished speaking, Trump became furious. He moved his feet and even stepped on a sonic boom. The whole person rushed towards Roger like a bull, and his right hand was high. Raised high, on it, a row of thorny iron-fingered tigers gleamed in the firelight!

"Good job!" Roger opened his hand, and the dark armed color entangled directly, wrapping his fist tightly——

Seeing this scene, Xue Lingren was stunned for a moment, this guy actually mastered the domineering of armed color? !When did the East China Sea have such a strong pirate?Could this guy also come from the great route? !But why haven't I heard his name? !

With a bang, Roger's and Trump's fists slammed together.

The pirates laughed loudly, while the navy watched this scene with trepidation. Although Roger was also very strong, in their opinion, Roger wanted to face off against one of the "six sides" of the great route. It's too late for the fire.

But in the next second, the reactions of the two sides were reversed.

In the eyes of everyone, Trump's expression suddenly distorted.

Although he is a middle-aged man, five-five and three-thick, with a double chin, he looks very powerful, but when he just met Roger's fist, he suddenly screamed, that thick arm, in Roger's fist It was ordinary. In contrast, in front of the arm that was as thin as a hemp, there was no need for any strength, and the whole person knelt directly on the ground, clutching his arms and screaming miserably!

Under everyone's stunned eyes, Roger retracted his fist and shook his hand.

"Hey... what is the finger tiger made of? Why is it so hard, it hurts me so much."

Hearing this, Trompo, who was in excruciating pain, almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood. This is the sea floor stone finger tiger that he made with all his means. I don't know how many strong people he has beaten, but now he just stabs you. it hurts?

In a hurry, Trump fainted directly!