Pirate's Swamp Fruit

The basement was quiet for a while. The planned big explosion did not appear. The smile of the young man on the screen gradually solidified. .Mobile version https:

A figure more than three meters tall is gradually forming behind him.

The young man opened his eyes wide and turned around slowly.

"Like me you mean I'm going to hell right?"

A deep voice came out from that figure, Wilder's face emerged, and a sinister smile appeared, looking down at the young man, just like an adult looking down on a child.

This is a clean and white studio, the lights of the instruments are flickering, and in the silence, Wilder and the young man are looking at each other.

In the basement, Claire and the others looked at the scene on the screen and couldn't help but smile with interest on their faces, as if watching a good show.

"It's not easy to play a good show with you, this unknown gentleman." The veins on the forehead gradually emerged, and Wilde's smile was still there, but his face was extremely gloomy.

He was in a bad mood, really bad.

"I want to know why you did all this"

Wilder looked down at each other with sharp eyes.

Yes, this is the main reason for Wilder's dissatisfaction, because until now, he still can't figure out why the other party did all this. Wilder once doubted whether it was an enemy, but obviously, after meeting the real person, he can rule out this. First of all, Wilder doesn’t know this guy at all, so he really wants to know why the other person did this.

if there is a good reason

He allowed the other party to die happily

The young man regained his composure after a brief period of shock. He smiled slightly and looked at Wilder. "I want to know when you discovered me. Well, the guys outside must have known about it for a long time. They deliberately followed the black guards into the trap." , then the trap bomb has also been tampered with, which means that this place has actually been infiltrated by your people, right? He is also a person who is proficient in explosives."

"As for why I do this," the young man smiled, looking at Wilder with twinkling eyes, "because I am choosing."

"Select" Wilder's face cast a shadow.

"Yes, choose, introduce yourself, I am Jesse, I am a great scientist." The young man always smiled, "Aren't you recruiting scientists? I want to see if you have the qualifications to let me join you."

Arrogant, self-confident, everything is under control, the young man's eyes revealed strong confidence.

"Well, that means all this is just because your so-called selection is just to see me and see if Black Snake is qualified to have you."

Wilder's voice was extremely flat, and he looked at the young man without any waves in his eyes.

"Yes, you can understand it that way. Now, I'm sure you still have Black Snake's qualifications." The young man said with a smile, and then extended his hand to Wilder in a shaking gesture.

Wilder slowly stretched out his hand, but the young man did not notice that Wilder's face was completely covered with a shadow.

The two hands were about to touch each other, and at this moment, Wilder's big hand suddenly lifted up, covering the young man's face in an instant, and with force, his five fingers grabbed his entire head.

The tall figure stands proudly, with one hand in his trouser pocket, the big tail behind his back is calm, with an indifferent expression, his gaze is like a knife, he grabs the young man's head with one hand and lifts him up, directly above his head. Like holding a child.

"Who do you think you are?" The voice was cold, depressed and low.

who do you think You Are

As soon as he finished speaking, Wilder raised his sword behind him, his eyes widened with murderous intent, and he swung down with his right hand with all his strength.

"Boom" grabbed the young man's head and slapped an instrument heavily with his big hand and continued to press it down.

The instrument cracked, blasting out a stream of electric sparks and black smoke. A hollow appeared in the middle of the instrument, and the young man's head sank into the hollow, motionless.

"Yeah." Wilder glanced with sharp eyes and frowned.

"It's useless haha." The young man's slightly proud voice came out from the instrument.

The body moved a bit, and then propped up with both hands, the person slowly stood up.

"I'm a Ruan Ruan who ate the Ruan Ruan fruit. My bones and flesh are soft, and I'm immune to most attacks. Hehe, you can't." The young man turned around and pushed his shattered eyes, bowing his head and smiling .

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Wilder lifted his body up again and slammed it against the wall.

"Bang" dense fine lines appeared on the wall, and the young man's whole body stuck to the wall. After a while, it slid down softly, like a puddle of mud.

"Hehe, what I said is useless, even if you are Shichibukai."

The body was softened like a pool of mud, gradually twisted and stood up again, the young man said with a smile.

"This guy is so annoying." Everyone outside the screen gnashed their teeth. It was because the guy looked so confident and confident that he really wanted to be beaten. It really made people hate him.

"Bang" Wilder walked up again, with a cold expression, raised his hand and clenched his fist and smashed it down

The young man's expression finally changed. No one wanted to be beaten for nothing, even if he was not injured, but just as he was about to move, Wilder's hand had already grabbed his head again, without the slightest strength to fight back.

The tall body leaned slightly sideways, and his right hand landed heavily on the solid ground.

"Boom" the ground shook and the circular crater spread and cracked. The young man's body was completely sunken into the crater. Wilder grabbed his head and pressed it down hard.

The air wave blew out from behind, blowing up the big horse behind Wilder. His face was calm, only his eyes were filled with boundless coldness.

"Bang" lifted the young man off the pothole, and Wilder smashed him down again

a moment a moment

Until the pit that was just a trace below the plane completely turned into a half-meter-deep hole.

"Uh-huh," the young man roared from the pit, and he could no longer maintain that smile.

"Phew!" A stream of soft flesh rushed out of the hole like a trickle and landed behind Wilder. It was the young man.

"I've fed you enough," the young man roared, and grabbed Wilder's neck with his right hand.

"Bang" The body was once again captured by a big hand. No matter how hard he struggled, it was useless. Wilder didn't even look back. He had already lifted the young man up and slammed him to the ground with his right hand.

Wilde stuck his big hands into the ground, his head drooped expressionlessly, and the shadows enveloped his face

"Wow"

"How is that possible?" The young man spit out a mouthful of blood, his body arched backwards, his eyes bulged, his pupils were dilated, leaving only a white patch.

At some point, the arm inserted into the hole turned black

Pirate's Swamp Fruit