The Stable Navy in Pirates

Chapter 39 Bastards, be honest!
play?Just these zombie shadows, one is not domineering, and the other is not particularly powerful swordsmanship.

Use them to fight the Four Emperors?
All the ashes were taken away for you.

Hugh~ bang~
Joey tilted his head slightly, avoiding the broken blade.

The blade was deeply inserted into the wall, and the tail of the blade was still trembling slightly.

Joey narrowed his eyes slightly, "Here we come..."

Rossi roared angrily, his fists unconsciously covered with a layer of armed domineering.

The armed color only existed for a second before disappearing.

One punch, two punches, three punches...

After another ten minutes, although Rossi was panting heavily, the strength of his fist did not decrease at all.

You know, he used to be a fighting champion.

Although a champion of a small country.

But enough.

He used to fight protracted battles like this.

Joey leaned against the wall, yawning out of boredom.

Time flies so slowly~
"Very good, in this direction, the rocket launcher can just hit the navy." Absalom quietly opened his eyes with a slit, thinking.

His body, under Joey's ass, naturally twisted into a very strange arc.

And the muzzles of the rocket launchers mounted on his hands happened to be facing Joey.

Absalom rejoiced, "I've been looking for opportunities to attack you, Navy."

"Hahaha... die at the hands of my dead."

boom! !

hiss...

"What..." Absalom's arms were cut off, and the rocket shell deviated from the track.

Two broken arms that have lost the ability of the transparent fruit are flying around...

"Hey, you seem to be very confident in your own strength." Joey's deep voice sounded.

Both arms fell to the ground...

The blood is slowly flowing out...

Joey puts a military knife in his shoulder, "Elephant skin? The wild strength of bears and orangutans?"

"Pfft..." He chuckled and looked at Abu Salom contemptuously, "Stop dreaming, kid."

"How can it be possible to defeat humans simply by relying on the muscles of a mere beast."

"At the end of the day, they're just a piece of walking meat."

Absalom let out a scream because of the broken hands.

The screams attracted the attention of those general zombies.

They stopped attacking and shouted, "Lord Absalom!!"

"You bastard...Master Moria will not let you go." Absalom's face was covered with cold sweat.

Joey turned the saber, "Molia? Huh...don't worry, he is the purpose of my trip."

"With you in hand, I believe he will agree to my request."

Absalom looked at Joey's smile and felt chills in his heart.

What is going on with this man.

How did he know that I was going to attack him.

I obviously didn't make any sound, or even make any big movements.

"No matter what you want to do, Master Moria will never agree." Absalom panted heavily.

"Master?" Joey shook his head with a half-smile, "Moria's playing really fancy."

"Let go of Lord Absalom!" The zombies rushed over regardless.

They completely ignored Rossi's attack.

Look at the general zombie that is getting closer.

Anna took a step forward, and the electric current flickered in her hand.

"It's useless, your electric current has little effect on so many zombies, and I have already achieved my goal." Joey stopped Anna.

His eyes were red, and he grinned, "You bastards, be honest!"

A powerful murderous aura rushed out, sweeping the entire island.

Anna's face turned pale, "Although I have experienced it many times, I still can't bear such a powerful murderous aura."

During the two months of training in the headquarters, Joey often gave them a murderous baptism.

The name is so that when they encounter this kind of mental oppression in the future, they can keep their hearts...

Her legs suddenly weakened and she fell towards Joey.

Joey hugged Anna's body with one hand.

Moria looked in Joey's direction, and the smile on his face suddenly froze, "This...is this domineering look? No...this is different from the domineering look, is it murderous?"

"Who... who the hell?! Is it Aokiji?!"

Perona's body trembled slightly because of the fruit she ate.

There is a natural resistance to this kind of mental pressure.

Murderous Qi is fundamentally different from Overlord Color.

But they have the same origin, which belongs to mental suppression...

"Ah... is that the little guy? He actually has such a strong wave of killing intent." Aokiji said lazily while looking at the terrifying triangle sail.

The actions of the general zombies are suspended, they rely on shadows to act.

But the shadows in their bodies felt "fear".

Absalom rolled his eyes and passed out.

The killing intent only lasted for a few seconds before disappearing.

Anna's hand rested on Joey's shoulder, and a few minutes later.

The body gradually recovered its strength.

Her little face flushed slightly, and she moved away from Joey.

"Really, before you release your murderous aura, can you tell us first." Anna complained softly.

Joey said without sincerity, "Ah, sorry, sorry."

He stood up from Absalom, stretched his waist, and said, "Let's go, continue to find Moria."

"Rosie, I'll leave this guy to you."

Joey took Anna away...

left…

Rossi stood up slowly from the ground, his strength was the weakest among the three.

Natural recovery takes a little longer.

When he stood up, his right leg trembled and he almost fell down again.

Rossi reluctantly picked up Absalom, "Really, I will do all the dirty work. Damn it."

The general zombies stood straight on both sides, not daring to disturb them.

The zombie holding the ax looked at Rossi's leaving back and said, "Isn't it a little bad for us to let them go like this?"

"What's wrong." Captain John took a sip of the wine he took out from somewhere.

The wine leaked from the hole in his body, and he quickly caught it with a wine bottle.

"We had no choice but to stop in order to protect Lord Absalom."

He staggered to Abu Salom's severed arm.

Pick up the broken arm.

"But Lady Perona's order to us is to block them." A thin-faced man scratched his dead wood-like hair and said.

The elephant-legged zombie looked at his broken sword, "We've tried our best."

"Yes... yes... we have tried our best."

The other zombies nodded in unison.

They don't want to provoke a man with such a powerful murderous intent.

Captain John carried the wine bottle and walked to Moriah's room. They could not resist Perona's order.

But they can control their pace.

and so…

A group of dawdling zombies obediently followed behind Rossi.

It only took a few seconds for Absalom's severed arm to bleed drop by drop from the initial crazily bleeding.

It seems that his animal muscles are indeed useful.

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