I don't want to be a pirate

Chapter 84 The Tough McQueen

"Uh……"

Before McQueen got close to Stud, blood burst out from his shoulders.

This is the masterpiece of Stud's flying gun, and McQueen's shoulder was completely penetrated.

"At...at least one punch."

Even so, McQueen refused to stop his staggering pace, still walking towards Stud.

"Hmph! Let's see how long you can last."

McQueen's appearance made Stuha even more angry, and he pointed at McQueen again.

"puff……"

The flying gun finger passed through McQueen's right calf, and another burst of blood mist was shot out.

After this blow, McQueen, who had already injured his legs, couldn't support his body anymore, and fell to the ground directly.

"Humph! Waste!"

With a disdainful spit on his face, Stud only felt refreshed all over his body at the moment, what could be happier than being knocked down in front of someone he hates in his heart?
But even though he was unable to stand up, McQueen did not admit defeat or gave up on moving forward. If he could not move his legs, he crawled with his hands. Enduring the pain caused by his injuries, McQueen crawled towards Stud with difficulty.

At this moment, McQueen had only one thought, and that was to hit Stud with a punch.

"Moya, announce the result!"

Sen Guo, who saw all this in his eyes, frowned and said to the instructor Moya.

"Okay, let's go here! This round is won by Stud."

After receiving the signal from Warring States, Moya immediately spoke out.

"hateful……"

Hearing Moya's voice, Stud became annoyed immediately, and he wanted to continue to torture and humiliate McQueen.

"Hmph! You're lucky."

But since Moya had already spoken out, Stud would let it go. If he disregarded the order and acted, even if he had a strong background, he might not be able to escape punishment.

"No... I haven't lost yet! Please let me keep fighting."

But when Stud accepted the result, McQueen shouted.

"This……"

From McQueen's eyes and face, what Moya saw was a tenacious and unyielding will, which made him unable to bear to refuse the student's request. After hesitating, he turned his head to look at Zhan Guo.

"Nonsense! He's injured like this, what else can he do? Let the medical soldiers take him down for treatment."

Compared with Moya who couldn't bear to reject his students, Sengoku, as a marshal, was obviously more rational. Although he also wanted to respect McQueen's decision, his reason told him that if he let McQueen continue to fight, he would definitely be stud He was beaten to death, so he refused aloud.

"Marshal of the Warring States Period, please let me continue fighting!"

Even though the Warring States had spoken out, McQueen did not give up. Although the expression on his face had already been tortured by the pain, his eyes were firm.

"Warring States, let him fight!"

Facing McQueen like this, Karp at the Sengoku side spoke out.

"Why are you messing around with him, don't you want to see him die?"

Hearing Garp's voice, Sengoku immediately looked at his old friend with dissatisfaction.

"Warring States, this is a request from a sea soldier with a strong will. How can we refuse him? He also knows in his heart what the consequences will be if he continues to fight, but he still wants to fight. Do we want to deprive him of his will? ?”

Karp, who was always acting carefree on weekdays, looked so serious at this moment.

"All right!"

Seeing the appearance of his old friend, and looking at McQueen's resolute eyes again, Zhan Guo finally let go.

"McQueen, enough is enough, stop fighting."

At this moment, Roger, who saw his friend refusing to give up, yelled at McQueen who was lying on the ground in the field.

"McQueen, stop hitting, you're going to die."

Charles couldn't help but speak out.

"This is my decision, please respect my decision."

Even though the two friends persuaded him, McQueen remained firm in his choice and began to struggle to stand up.

"Then Instructor Moya, since he asked for it, let's start over!"

This kind of McQueen made Stud even more angry, and immediately said to Moya with a smirk on his face.

"This time you are doomed. If there is a way to heaven, you don't go. If there is no way to hell, you choose yourself."

In Stud's eyes, McQueen has always been a waste. A waste should have the consciousness of a waste. If he is knocked down, he should kneel down and beg for mercy. What is it to act ugly?
"Then let's get started!"

Glancing at Stud in disgust, and then at McQueen, who was standing on one foot and might fall down at any time, Moya sighed in his heart, and then announced that the game would continue.

As soon as Moya's voice fell, McQueen jumped towards Stud with one foot.

"You are dead."

McQueen was so ugly that the resentment in Stud's heart burst out instantly, his ferocious face was covered with veins, and his body appeared in front of McQueen with a flicker.

"Gunfinger"

He didn't choose to kill McQueen directly, Stud pierced McQueen's shoulder on the other side with one finger, and he wanted to torture his opponent to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"Uh……"

McQueen, whose shoulder was pierced again, groaned in pain again, but he did clenched his fist and waved towards Stud.

"Humph! Waste!"

But the fist didn't hit Stud. Instead, Stud snorted coldly and slashed McQueen's wrist with a knife.

"Crack..."

McQueen, who was seriously injured at this time, could no longer use the iron block to defend. After receiving such a blow on his wrist, there was a sound of bone breaking.

"what……"

At the same time, McQueen's painful roar resounded throughout the training ground.

Except for the sneer of disdain on the face of Stud Mazi, all the audience off the court saw McQueen's appearance, and their faces showed a sense of intolerance.

"Waste should have the awareness of waste."

Severing McQueen's hand bones, Stud's face became even more ferocious, and he punched McQueen's chest.

"puff……"

Without any resistance at all, McQueen sprayed a blood mist on Stud's face, and his whole body flew backwards.

"boom!"

"cough……"

The tumbling body hit the wall of the training ground all the way, hitting the whole fan with a human-shaped dent. McQueen coughed up a mouthful of blood again, and then stopped.

"Uh……"

But even after being beaten like this, McQueen still struggled to step forward and swing his fist.

"Crack..."

"what……"

Stud didn't have any chance with McQueen at all, just when McQueen pulled out his body from the wall, Stud had already kicked McQueen's left leg, and McQueen's bones made the sound of shattering again , At the same time, another painful roar came out of his mouth.

"You bastard, Stud, I will definitely kill you."

The friend was tortured like this, and the hatred in Luo Jie's heart at this moment was infinitely magnified, the nails of his clenched fist sank into his palm, and blood dripped to the ground drop by drop.

(End of this chapter)