Pirate Warring States Warriors

"How dare you come back"

The same words obviously do not mean the same thing to two people.

Yesterday, he and Warring States finalized many details of cooperation. Talon was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night and got up early in the morning for a walk.

I happened to meet Sengoku and Garp who were also doing morning exercises outside.

The gathering of the three people aroused the curiosity of Olia and the Bundy brothers.

Finally, a large group of people went out for an outing outside the palace.

What happened next was naturally that the Genoa trio performed a Chosen One act and made their grand debut in front of a group of people.

When Warring States saw the hang glider that had fallen apart on the ground, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Is this Houlang? He’s so good at playing.

The cooked duck flew back again, and this time there was no reason to let it go.

He winked at Garp, who immediately jumped to the side, forming a semi-surrounding posture with Sengoku.

Behind her, Olya also tactfully pulled her father and Binjack, quickly retreated to a safe distance, and then...

Start watching the show.

Our family is very familiar with the three people in front of us, and Sengoku Garp should have no problem dealing with them.

As long as a few of you stay safe~

On the other side, Orlov looked at his captain with a confused expression.

"Boss, these two marines are quite capable."

"Boss, you know me. If you really do it, I will probably fall into the ground soon."

Yolanda stared at Olof expressionlessly, which sent a chill down the latter's spine, and then he looked at the falcon beside him.

Falcon smiled reluctantly at the captain. He held the L-shaped gun body in his hand and turned it around.

The curved barrel traced a trajectory that was completely unfamiliar to him and then stabbed himself.

"Boss, you know me. Without a gun, I'm no better than a rabbit on the street."

"What do you think pirates are without guns?"

His hand turned to the stick that was wrapped tightly around his waist, revealing...

A black iron hammer.

Garp and Waldo on the side looked like they were facing a formidable enemy, but they couldn't help laughing when they saw the mallet.

"Hey, pirate, are you really the trap swordsman Yolanda on the bounty order?"

"Shouldn't it be the mechanism hammer? Hahahaha"

The hearty laughter was suddenly interrupted by the running electricity.

The stick-shaped blunt knife without any edge suddenly burst out with molten brilliance from the inside out under the whisper of the surge of electricity, and an airtight red light streaked across the air as the master waved it.

The slender steel barrel of the giant gun in Falcon's hand seemed to have been split open by an invisible blade, and was fused in half by a regular, thick and blunt blade from the center.

Amidst the sizzling sound caused by the separation of steel, Yolanda's smile loomed in the iron mist.

It was the smoke formed by the steel that was heated to the point of vaporization in an instant.

The hot melting of steel lasted for a moment, and the signs of melting at the cut disappeared, and irregular patterns formed on the corners of the new muzzle that had cooled down.

The remaining half of the smoking gun barrel bounced on the ground, like a flaming elf, dangerous and beautiful.

The falcon jumped to avoid his original love, and Yolanda's voice sounded from the side without sadness or joy.

"If there is no gun, then there is a large-caliber shotgun."

"Anyway, we are all very close, right?"

Yolanda, the swordsman and leader of the Kimoa Pirates, has a bounty of 500 million.

His eyes met with the three people who were gradually becoming serious.

The red blade floated gently towards Orlov who was aside, and the big hedgehog jumped up in fright.

"Captain, I don't feel tired at all and I ask for a fight."

Youlanda stood quietly on one side holding the sword in both hands. The sharp blade with a temperature of thousands of degrees was about to force the opponent back and divide the battlefield, but was interrupted by a pair of clenched hands.

Moving up his clenched hands, Seng Guo showed a rare serious expression.

Let’s not talk about the opponent’s sword skills for now. Just relying on the molten blade with thousands of degrees, he is already a huge threat to his opponent.

The magma comparable to Akainu can easily vaporize the steel blade, and it is not difficult to cut himself in half with one knife.

He briefly hammered Garp with his palm.

"We're going to do it together again this time, Garp."

"Oh"

Just as Sengoku was confronting Garp and Yolanda, Falcon had quickly jumped onto Orlov's stomach.

Captain....you guy

Although he looked very strict, he was actually able to stop the opponent's two strongest people by himself.

absolute

We must never let down the opportunity that the captain entrusted us with our lives.

We must quickly deal with the weakest opponent in front of us.

Orlov was not a fool. He sensed the opponent's determination the moment the falcon jumped up. He immediately put all the guns in his belly and turned into a huge spiked ball and rushed towards Bondiwaldo.

ratchet, ground roll

The distance of tens of meters was reached in an instant under the pull of sharp thorns, and he charged quickly under Waldo's surprised expression.

The rapidly rotating ratchet created a blast of air in the area where it left, and the confrontation between the flesh palm and the spikes spattered drops of blood.

Waldo suddenly pulled out the palm that was about to be immersed in the spikes, turned around and rolled to avoid the subsequent blow.

This ability can easily injure the opponent. It’s too foul.

The moment Waldo avoided the ratchet, the remnants of his perspective saw the ratchet gradually opening in mid-air.

Among them, a middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe was looking at him with a cold expression.

Come and play some music, Olof. "

The whisper that sounded out of nowhere seemed to be the prelude to a piece of music.

Falcon slowly raised his hand holding the gun in the air, holding the chopped giant gun in his palm. The black barrel poked out of the ratchet and slowly turned towards Waldo's heart.

"Together"

At the moment when the ratchet in the air was opened, the dark gun barrel was aimed according to the beat of the heart,

As if the beat suddenly matched the heart, the two rotating arms that stretched out the ratchet suddenly stopped and pulled the trigger.

In the falcon's perception of the rhythm and the scene brought by the lens, the bullet did not hit Waldo, but flew out while grazing his chest.

He shook his head and let out a sigh.

His arm moved rhythmically as he pulled the trigger, and the combined bullets spun out of the rifling.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of gunfire, there was a thick symphony formed by endless flying stabs, covering Waldo's escape path like a tide.

While he was running away, he asked questions with his brain that had no musical ability.

"Aren't you talking about playing music? Why are you hitting me with every shot?"

On the soft hair in the distance, the falcon turned his head leisurely: "Ah, isn't this the most beautiful piece of music?"

Amidst the music of bullets and flying thorns, Waldo rolled and fled in embarrassment.

music of life and death

One after another exciting music continues to echo in the small forest.The subtle prelude leads to a grand climax, and with the gradual rest, the next rush is brewing.

"Whoosh..."

Waldo temporarily took shelter under a boulder. His natural sense of smell for beasts prevented him from being too injured, but he was still in tatters.

"Ah, damn pirate, these are the clothes I just got from the palace,"

The interlude resumed, and an explosive bomb blasted away the boulder where Waldo was hiding. The flying rocks scratched the skin on his back, causing the latter's conditioned response board to shake all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

After a brief convulsion, he continued running backwards.

But this time, he felt something change.

He felt the huge silhouette moving slowly outside the field of vision behind him. Although he could not see the specific appearance of the opponent at all, he still felt every move of the silhouette.

The bullet struck again, but he dodged it with a slight tilt of his head.

The attack from behind suddenly stopped.

"How could it be that the color of knowledge was awakened during the battle...

Behind him, Falcon and Orlov looked at the strong young man in front of them in disbelief, and suddenly felt helpless.

Waldo stood quietly in the forest, breathing heavily, and suddenly he gasped and laughed, coughing and laughing at the same time.

"Ahem hahaha me"

This seems to be what the eldest brother of the Warring States Period said, seeing and hearing is domineering.

"Okay...hysteria...I learned"

He found that he began to like the crazy rhythm of fighting pirates, the feeling of wandering between life and death.

Being a navy seems like a good idea