I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

He casually discarded the last pirate that rushed towards him, Sith looked calm, and the pirates finally retreated.

If they could survive, who would be willing to step forward and die? As they gathered in front of the corridor, they seemed a little submissive.

"Jinbei, as Ren Xia, you actually provoked your companions to come forward and die. The Shichibukai, you really have the style of a pirate." Sith raised his eyebrows, smiled very coldly, and looked at Jinbei with evil intentions.

In the round of impact just now, the only pirates on the fourth floor who died in front were not only Straw Hat, but Crocodile, Jinbe, and Ivankov. None of them took the initiative, and they didn't know if they were stunned. No, I am still deliberately destroying this group of bastards.

The surrounding atmosphere was somewhat solidified, and the pirates looked at Jinbei no longer with the desperate enthusiasm, but with a look of vigilance and distrust.

Why were they the ones who came forward to die? Why didn't anyone from the Shichibukai who called them forward take action?

All in all, they had many questions to ask Jinbei.

With their backs leaning together, they seemed to have been deceived. This group of people had no intention of taking them out alive from the beginning. Maybe, maybe they just wanted a little cannon fodder to die.

Between pirates and pirates, their backs were leaning against each other. I don't know if it was an illusion, but they suddenly felt that this scorching hell was extremely cold.

No one is worthy of their trust, it seems like everyone wants to take away their lives.

"Brother Jinbei, why? Why didn't you take action as promised? So many of us died..."

The voices of the pirates are getting lower and lower. In this hell-like killing field, it is a luxury to hope to gain trust.

He was expressionless, just frowning slightly and giving Sith a sideways glance.

This man, he is killing people, he wants to divide the pirates and eat them.

There was no answer. Years of being a big brother told him that it was time to do something. If he didn't do something, his makeshift society would face collapse.

He couldn't imagine the scene where the pirates would stab each other and fight on their own, as that would only further reduce their chance of victory.

"Wilson Sith, there is no need to use such a simple tactic to alienate people. I, Kaixia Jinbei, do things without explanation."

As he spoke, he punched Sith.

"Mlocculant Karate - Ogibu Noraikan!"

With a solemn face, a huge water ball appeared in his hand. It was delicate, but extremely destructive. It was like a water bomb sprayed by high pressure. If it hits the body, it can penetrate gold and crack rocks.

Compared to weak words, nothing is more convincing than actual actions. He Kaixia Jinbei has always been on the side of the pirates. No matter what he thinks in his heart, that's what he shows.

"Little ones, kill me!"

He has a majestic and majestic look, and his huge back looks particularly secure.

"Rubber-machine gun!"

The Straw Hat boy pressed forward, Crocodile and Ivankov looked at each other, nodded, and then followed.

"Desert Sword!"

"New shemale boxing!"

When the She-Monster King pressed forward, how could the younger brothers who were following him stop? They raised their bodies high and charged forward like knights charging.

"Kill him!"

"kill!"

"..."

The pirates looked at each other, with an indescribable expression on their faces. They were both annoyed after doubting Jin Ping and others, but also thankful to have survived the catastrophe, and even more excited that they had not made a mistake. Suddenly, the pirates became excited. .

"Follow Brother Jinbei and kill that bastard."

"Ugh!"

Sis sighed softly and shrugged. I wonder if he shot himself in the foot?

It was clearly meant to sow discord, but it actually made this group of pirates more united.

But fortunately, he was prepared to face the siege from the beginning.

The blades turned so that the blades faced each other, sideways dodged the water bombs, and also rushed towards the pirates.

"Seaman Jinbe, Sand Crocodile Crocodile, Ivankov the Monster King, and Straw Hat Luffy, they are all big names. Facing so many of you at the same time, to be honest, I think the Navy and Judicial Island have to give me more help." money."

As the words fell, Sith's blade directly collided with Jinbe's fist.

Boom!

There was an explosion in the air, and none of the veteran Shichibukai were easy to deal with.

Crocodile attacked sideways, dust swirling up from his lower body, and his golden hook pointed straight at him. The Sith understood that this was also a thing similar to Zhuo Dun. When it touched, it was impossible not to take away a piece of water vapor. But one is steamed, and the other is directly sanded.

The shadow was dragging Sith's body up, and he burst into speed beyond his senses in an instant.

escape? Or take something away from the crowd?

That's a problem, but the red blood looks a little festive.

Bang!

The domineering projectiles interrupted his thoughts. Facing so many enemies at the same time was really a bit reluctant.

"Tsk hahaha, Jinbei, do you need help? I also want this guy's life."

Blackbeard rushed over. Before Jinbei could answer, he punched out with his right fist, and darkness flowed in his hands like water.

The opportunity was fleeting, and the winning chance he was looking forward to seemed to be right in front of him.

His heart was pounding, and he was so excited. It seemed like he hadn't caught such a thrilling prey for a long time.

When was the last time?

Two years ago? five years ago? Ten years ago?

Or when you were twelve years old and just joined the Whitebeard Pirates and went to sea with your father for the first time?

Or when you were thirteen, when you met Shanks and Big Nose on Roger's ship?

Dad was really strong back then!

But why, but why does he grow old?

If possible, he also wanted to watch his father ascend to the supreme throne that symbolized the Pirate King step by step.

But he can't go back, he can't go back anymore, just like his father can't go back twenty-seven years ago.

Dark fruit?

This is a gift from God. What if Dad can no longer be the king? Then it would be up to him, Marshall D. Teach, the unfilial son with a white beard, to pull Roger down from that throne with his own hands and his father's power.

"In this day and age, it's called Blackbeard Marshall D. Teach!"

The shadow shattered, and Sith was beaten by Blackbeard again, revealing his figure. In an instant, his body turned in the air, holding the knife behind his back, and the blade cut directly on Blackbeard's fist.

boom!

A gust of wind whipped up in the black mist, blasting away with the rubble. This blow put the Sith at an absolute disadvantage.

But that's not the key. The key is that he is fighting one against many.

"Murloc karate—five thousand tiles!"

"Desert King Kong Sword!"

Jinbe and Crocodile attacked from both sides, but with the power of one person, he finally got the upper hand.