Pirate's Swamp Fruit

Humpty's body didn't swell up like Ayong's, but his body grew hair crazily, and in the hair, sharp thorns also grew rapidly, and his face began to change. The ugly mouth opened, revealing sharp fangs.

Soon, the growth stopped and a porcupine appeared.

"You're dead." A bloodthirsty smile appeared under his red eyes, and the short fat man's voice came out strangely.

"Ayong" he looked at Wilder and shouted without turning his head.

"Understood." Ayong nodded solemnly. They have a little-known secret, that is, they once killed a major admiral of the Navy headquarters under joint efforts. No one knows this secret, because they usually don't work together, but seeing Those who have worked with them are dead.

"let's start."

Both of them were in half-animal state. Soon, in Wilder's surprised eyes, the bodies of Shorty Dumpty and Ayong spun rapidly, like two tornadoes, approaching each other continuously, and finally connected together.

"Boom" a larger tornado formed, without any pause or warning, rushing straight towards Wilder

In the blink of an eye, the huge tornado had spun and arrived less than two meters in front of Wilder.

At this moment, densely packed sharp thorns were shot out from the tornado. Because of the power carried by the tornado, these long thorns made the sound of sharp knives and were all shot towards Wilder.

"It's terrible." Wilde said without changing his face, his body didn't move.

Before the tornado arrived, those long thorns had already stabbed Wilder's body first. Suddenly, there was a clanging sound, and the sharp long thorns hit Wilder's body like hitting steel, and they rebounded in the blink of an eye. fell to the ground.

But at this time, the tornado had already arrived in front of Wilder with terrifying power.

"Go to hell" came a sharp roar from the storm

The huge tornado twisted into a rope and crashed into Wilder's chest without any hindrance.

"This power." Wilder's eyes popped open and he was a little surprised, but his body remained still, letting the violent power continue to impact and strangle him. Wilder wanted to try it. His body was currently To what extent.

The spinning tornado pierced into Wilder's chest continuously, and the surrounding wind raged, making the black robe on Wilder's body rattle, and his body also fell backward uncontrollably under this force.

But Wilder's feet seemed to be rooted in the ground. No matter how the storm made him unable to open his eyes or gritted his teeth, those feet remained firmly planted in place without moving at all.

Gradually, the speed of the tornado's rotation began to weaken, and the power within it also began to dissipate.

Wilder's body returned to an upright position.

The tornado dissipated completely, and two embarrassed figures separated, fell to the ground, and looked up at Wilder in horror.

The black robe on the chest was pierced with a large round hole, exposing the solid and broad chest muscles inside, and a layer of metal-like light flashed across the skin.

Up to now, the Sixth Naval Form has already been used to the extreme by Wilder, and even an ordinary piece of iron can make Wilder's body as hard as real steel.

The skin on the chest was a little red, although it was a little broken, but it was harmless.

By this time, Wilder already had a rough judgment on his physical strength.

Lowering his head, he looked at the two people on the ground with calm eyes.

The moment they met Wilder's eyes, the expressions of the two of them involuntarily changed, their bodies moved immediately, they jumped away from the spot, and stared at Wilder vigilantly not far away.

"Forget it, the game is over."

After the words fell, Wilder's body disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the two of them. His tall body did not allow them any room to resist or escape, and he hit the ground heavily with each hand.

His hands pinched the back of the necks of the two of them and pressed them into the ground.

"Now I give you two choices, one is to work for me, and the other is to die." Looking at the two people who were like dead dogs on the ground, Wilder said calmly.

The two people on the ground struggled desperately. The short fat man raised his blood-red eyes and stared at Wilder: "You are determined that that adult will avenge us."

Such performance no longer requires judgment.

"That's it," Wilder said lightly, "What a pity."

As he spoke, he exerted force on his hands without hesitation, and made two clicks, and the heads of the two of them sank limply.

Wilde let go of his hand, straightened up, cast his eyes on the small box on the ground, and walked over to pick it up.

When I opened the box, I saw a fruit with mysterious patterns lying quietly in the box.

"That's it." A smile appeared in Wilder's eyes. He had seen this fruit in the information brought back from the Navy.

The burgundy fruit is shaped a bit like a cantaloupe, with a spiral pattern, which is charming and mysterious.

"Good luck."

With this fruit in hand, Wilder eliminated all the stunned short and fat men, then boarded the ship, checked it, and violently tore open a box loaded with goods, which contained countless Qing gold jewelry and antiques.

"Giving gifts or handing over industrial profits?" Wilder pondered, and then ignored it.

With a wave of his hand, the raging swamp instantly covered the goods and swallowed them up.

Wilder then cleaned up the battlefield, threw all the corpses into the sea, and returned to the hotel where he was staying with the windfall and the Devil Fruit.

Without even considering that little Aisha was sleeping soundly, Wilder directly picked her up and shook her violently, waking her up from her dazed state.

"Uncle" Little Aisha didn't know why he was so crazy. She rubbed her eyes and looked up at Wilder.

"Eat it." Wilder ignored Aisha's expression, took out the devil fruit and handed it to her, and said lightly.

"What is this?" Little Aisha asked curiously, her eyes wide open as she looked at the strange fruit in front of her.

"Devil Fruit." Wilder thought for a while and said it bluntly.

"Oh," little Aisha said, and then walked towards the door pretending to be casual.

Wilder raised his eyebrows and reached out to grab her back collar.

"Ah, I won't eat, I won't eat, I won't eat." Little Aisha shook her head desperately, struggling, using her hands and feet.

"You have no choice." Wilder directly stuffed the whole devil fruit into her mouth. With a grunt, the devil fruit slipped down her throat, and little Aisha suddenly seemed to be stupid ,stunned.

The little face turns from white to red, from red to green, from green to green, and then

"Wow"

Half an hour later, little Aisha stared at Wilder with resentment.

"Try to activate your ability." Wilder turned a blind eye and said to little Aisha while sitting on the sofa.

"Oh." Although she still held grudges in her heart, little Aisha still listened to Wilder's words.

Indignant after eating something worse than shit, little Aisha slid off the sofa, her feet fell to the ground, her eyes rolled around on the table, and then she picked up an ashtray.

"buzz"

The ashtray held by little Aisha continued to expand, and it became almost as big as the table below in the blink of an eye.

"It's ok." Wilder called to stop at the right time, because he had already seen the cracks from the ashtray, and if it continued to expand, it would probably explode.

The ashtray, which was about the size of a table, was held by little Aisha's little hand, and it didn't look heavy.

Wilde stretched out his fingers and flicked on the ashtray, but the place where the ashtray was flicked sank like bread and then bounced back.

Even though she already knew what kind of Devil Fruit she had eaten, little Aisha couldn't help but widen her eyes in surprise when looking at this scene: "It's so amazing."

A child is a child. At the beginning, they had to live and die, but now they are enjoying themselves.

Wilder sat on the sofa and watched little Elsa walking around the room, stretching out her hands from time to time to make some lamps, shoes, pillows and other things bigger, and he couldn't help but feel interesting in his heart.

Wilder already knew what ability it was when he got this devil fruit.

This fruit is called fermented fruit. It has the ability to ferment and swell anything it touches like bread. The longer it is touched, the bigger it swells. No matter it is anything, as long as it is solid, it can ferment, including People are inside. However, it is not clear what other application methods Wilder will be able to develop in the end. Everything can only be explored by little Aisha herself.

The combat effectiveness is definitely there, but Wilder has to get closer to the support. However, how can we be sure about this? Think about it, if one of a person's feet is fermented during the battle, then the opponent will lose his balance. If you are too strong, you can't even stand. Under such circumstances, what kind of fighting power is needed? Just take a knife and stab the opponent to death.

After finishing the matter of little Aisha, Wilder also felt that the time was almost up. He stayed on the island for a few days. During this period, the disappearance of the owner of the black market was naturally discovered, which unknowingly triggered an incident on the island. Rush.

At this point, it's no fun to eat and shop every day or watch the Rush outside the window. Wilder thought about it and decided to leave.

The situation in the East China Sea has become increasingly tense. On this day, Wilder, who had just boarded the boat, received a call from Claire.

"Boss, everything is ready. The business teams of the Black Snake Chamber of Commerce have secretly arrived in various places, ready to establish branches at any time."

"I see." Wilder responded lightly, and hung up the phone.

Looking up and looking at the blue sky, Wilder suddenly grinned: "The time is right."

Today is the 6th, so let’s set it on the night of the 7th.

Wilder withdrew his gaze, his face turning cold.

Everything is ready. Next, it is enough to give everyone a little time to mentally prepare. One night is more than enough time for this.

"The boss has confirmed that the action time will be tomorrow night, everyone get ready." Claire immediately notified all senior cadres of the news after receiving Wilde's reply.

In the East China Sea, storms are surging everywhere, and a tense atmosphere sweeps across all sea areas. Many countries and forces are plunged into internal war.

All of this is silently controlled and monitored by a dark force.

At this time, the Grand Line was also unrest. The number of pirates pouring in from all over the world increased sharply, and a scene of separatism among heroes was also taking place in the New World. The pirate forces headed by the Four Emperors caused chaos in the New World. Especially after the newly appointed Marshal Akainu, a hot-tempered guy from the Navy Headquarters, joined, the situation became even more chaotic. The Navy Headquarters and the World Government are struggling to cope, and naturally, the monitoring of the East China Sea has become weak.

On the eve of the operation, the East China Sea fell into a strange calm.

The sun rose the next day, and facing the waves, ships with sophisticated weapons were still being launched from somewhere.

One is never afraid of too much preparation, adding more capital to the original preparations for emergencies, from this we can see how determined a certain force is for the next thing.

Night fell on the th without knowing it. No one knew why the East China Sea was so peaceful that day, nor did they know the storm that would come after the calm.

When the silver moon hangs high and the night is completely shrouded, the entire East China Sea suddenly boils.

Like a bomb dropped into the calm water, or like a sand carp covered in egg liquid and flour thrown into a hot oil pan, the water in the East China Sea exploded.

"Luoluoluoluo" the uniform footsteps sounded under the night, and a team that looked like an army but more orderly than an army appeared from one end of the street.

The uniform black robe, the uniform white mask, the machine gun on the back, the ammunition wrapped around the waist, and the standard long knife.

This team appeared without warning, and it appeared so quickly that no one could react.

It will be too late by the time the forces entrenched here react, no, or even if they react earlier, the result may be the same.

The fireworks roaring out in the darkness left no one with the power to resist. These men in black robes were all agile and powerful, carrying heavy machine guns. While shooting at them, they jumped onto the roof without allowing the enemy to fight back. Opportunity.

Under dozens of machine guns, the enemy had no room to hide. Some people did not even use the machine guns, but directly charged into the crowd with long knives. The black robes that blended into the night made these people They look like ghost messengers, harvesting lives one by one on the battlefield with ease.

However, what frightened the enemy was the roaring firepower of the machine gun.

In the night, there were screams everywhere.

"Poof" a man was cut down to the ground, but he did not look at the person who cut him down in front of him. Instead, he stared at the group of people on the roof who were jumping with machine guns and pulling the triggers. His eyes were full of confusion and confusion. Unwilling to do so.

"Who are you and why do you do this?" Someone asked, but the answer was the ruthless and cold faces under the masks and the roaring bullets and fireworks.

It was a silent killing.

This is a microcosm of the East China Sea.

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